Tag: ageplay

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Why am I so naughty? I’m always thinking very kinky, taboo, and devious thoughts. Like everyone I see or meet, I start imagining them naked. My dirty mind doesn’t stop there though. Then I start obsessing over what their sexual body parts look like…all of them. Then I start imagining having sex with them and doing things to them. It doesn’t matter who it is. I can’t help myself. But it’s a problem. I don’t even hear what they’re saying to me. Because I’m always deep in some crazy fantasy about doing very naughty things to them. It could be people at church or even my family members. I can’t believe how much I fantasize about my naughty uncle and my own Daddy. No one would suspect me of having these kinds of thoughts. I mean I have always had a rebellious streak. But this is on another level. And I haven’t even mentioned my professor yet. But when I think about his wife being naked, yuck. I don’t want to do anything to her. And it makes me completely understand why he wants to do everything to me.

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In the quiet hush of the night, your friend’s house is a sanctuary of slumber. I, Mercedes, a teen vision of youth and petite allure of the age of 14, find myself ensconced in a sea of blankets. You, the father of my friend, are supposed to be far removed from this scene.

A shift in the air, a subtle change in the ambiance that sends a thrill down my spine. You stand at the threshold of the room, a silhouette against the moonlit backdrop. Your eyes find mine in the dark, a wordless exchange that speaks volumes.

“You’re a naughty girl, Mercedes,” you whisper, your voice a low rumble that sends a shiver down my spine. “Coming into my house, tempting me like this.”

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I have a huge crush on my Daddy’s friend. I always have, since I was a very little girl. I don’t think he ever really realized it. When I was in middle school, he moved out of the state. I was so devastated. Somehow, I thought I would grow up and marry him someday. After a while went by and I got older, I realized how farfetched that really was. But I didn’t forget about him. I couldn’t. No matter how hard I tried. I would hear my parents talking about him and how was doing. Several years went by. I was in high school. One day my mom told me that he was coming to visit. And he was going to stay at our house for a week. I couldn’t believe it. My job was to get the guest room ready for him. So I did. As the days went by, I got more and more excited.

Finally the day had come. Daddy was on his way home from picking him up at the airport. My heart was pounding, and my tummy was fluttering. When they walked through the door, our eyes met. Excitement filled my body.

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Getting revenge on my professor’s wife had become a very exhilarating project. While she’s away, her husband will play, hehe. Jessica and I were all dressed up in our irresistible, sexy, little schoolgirl uniforms making out in their bed. I think my professor was speechless, like for the first time ever. He was watching while gulping his drink. We decided to see what kind of lingerie the Mrs. Had. So we began raiding her drawers. She had a lot of frumpy stuff. No wonder he lusts after cute, young girls. There were a few things. But they were all too big for Jessica and me. So we decided to just take off our tops and skirts. After all, we looked way cuter in our little lacy thongs, garter belts, and stockings. And obviously he thought so too, the way he was lusting over us. I wanted to drive him crazy and give him the time of his life. In a way she never could. I took my bra off. Then I took Jessica’s off. I started playing with her nipples with my fingers. And she started playing with mine. Then I started playing with hers with my tongue.

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I had a little devious plan. My professor’s wife was out of town. And my imagination was running wild. So I came up with a plan. I’m still trying to get back at her for treating me so horribly. So I’m giving her husband everything she can’t. Is there any better way to get back at a woman? I decided to get my friend in on the plan. We got dressed up in some cute little school uniform skirts. But instead of the typical school uniform tops, we wore sexy little tops. We also wore stockings with garter belts, cute little lacy thongs, and sexy mary jane heels.

We knocked on the front door. He opened it and looked so surprised and confused. He looked us up and down. Then he said “Rachel, what on earth are the two of you doing here?” I told him that we needed some extra credit. That was most definitely the first time I’ve ever seen him speechless. He didn’t know what to say. He stood aside and let us in.

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My naughty professor’s wife has sparked a very devious seed in me. I’ve never felt the “revenge fuck” thing. But this is a whole other side of it. I want to get back at her. She acted like an evil bitch. She was so rude to me. And now I’m so excited. I have so many very naughty thoughts and exciting ideas. I’m going to have my way with her husband. I’m going to give him everything he can’t get from her. He wants my little tight teen pussy so badly. Who could get turned on by her? I feel awful for him now. I realize what he has to deal with. And it all makes sense. So I have a devious little plan today. I’m wearing my little skirt and no panties.

I sneaked into the classroom while my professor was out for lunchbreak. I hid under the desk and waited. I heard him come into the classroom. Students started pouring in behind him. Now I started to get very nervous. He started lecturing for what felt like forever. Then he finally came and sat down at his desk. He had absolutely no idea I was under there.

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Since this is the giving month and I just love having parties at my house I’ve decided to have a one of a kind party. In high school I was a very popular girl. I was wild and down to do anything. All the boys knew that and everyone wanted some of this sexy girl. I turned a lot of boys down though. A lot of the time it wasn’t because I didn’t want to fuck them. It was just because I could. I liked the idea of knowing that I had rejected them and might have hurt their cocks feelings.

That’s all about to change though. I dug out my old yearbook and I am going to invite all the men I said no to in high school. I’m not going to tell them why they are coming over. They wont even know there is going to be anyone else here. Once I get them all here and I get to see their confused faces I’m going to spill the beans. I plan to tell them exactly why they are here and what I want from each and every one of them.

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Hey there, Daddy. Do you feel that? No, not the bulge in your pants. I mean the electricity crackling between us, the undeniable connection that’s about to shatter your life into a million perfect pieces.

Because baby, we both know what’s about to go down. A couple heated glances, some flirtatious texts, and you’ll be ready to toss your wedding ring like yesterday’s trash for a taste of this sweet young thing. Your prim and proper wife will be yesterday’s news. Who needs stability and commitment when you can have a nubile coed overflowing with desire, ready to rock your world in ways you’ve only fantasized about since college?

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I always try to avoid my naughty professor’s wife. To be honest, she scares me. I can’t even look her in the eyes. I feel like she hates me. She gives me horrible looks. The other day I was in the restroom when she walked in. “Hello Rachel” she said with a condescending smirk. I wondered how she even knew my name. Trembling, all I could get out was “hi”. I turned to walk out as quickly as possible when she said “Not so fast”. I froze. “Look here you little slut, keep your eyes and paws off of my husband. He would never do anything with someone like you. So just stop fantasizing about it. Stop prancing around in your slutty little outfits. It’s so obvious that you’re just trying to get his attention. Poor little pathetic thing. He will never give you the time of day” she laughed as she walked out. I stood in shock as tears filled my eyes. Then anger took over. How dare she talk to me like that and make assumptions. She was so wrong. It wasn’t me. It was him. I can’t believe what a bitch she was to me.

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Foot fetishes must be really common. Everyone tells me how cute my feet are. Guys always want to see what color of nail polish I’m wearing. Clients like to talk about sucking on my toes. They like me to rub my little feet all over their hard cocks until they cum all over them. Then they like to lick and suck all of their cum off of my feet.

Over the summer I did a few events as an assistant to an event planner. One night as the party was dwindling down, we were just waiting. We had to wait for everyone to leave before we could finish up. So I was just taking a break. I was sitting at a table in the back of the room. There was a couple sitting at the bar talking to their friends. The gentleman seemed bored. He was looking around the room. I obviously caught his eye because he did a double take. His whole demeanor changed. He ordered a drink. But he kept looking over at me. His wife was so distracted. She was deep in conversation with her friends. Then he headed towards me with two drinks.

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