Tag: barely legal

Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350 

Although I was a hardheaded kid growing up, I always remembered that what daddy says goes. That was something that helped me as a live-in nanny. I never disappointed Mr. Cox; he always loved that about me. He would come home, and I would be there waiting with my heels on, kids tucked away in bed, and his dinner nice and hot. I was getting older and more mature. He was teaching me how to become the best Domme, and I was teaching him patience. I enjoyed our time together and felt like I never wanted it to end. My birthday was coming up, and he had promised to buy me a new pair of heels I had been eyeing. He told me that if I learned how to tie him up properly, I could get them for my 19th birthday.

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Mistress Mary
Mary – 1844-332-2639 x 350 
No one knows the story of how I became Mistress Mary. For some reason, I’m inclined to write about it.  Mr. Cox led me to the secret room in his basement across from my nanny suite, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. Walking into the room I had become nervous, because I was barely legal at that time, but I knew I wanted to feel his strong body and big, heavy cock inside of me. I often watched him run in the mornings, and seeing his cock sway from side to side turned me on so much. I had to pleasure myself before I got ready to serve the family for the day. He never knew how much I dreamt about him burying his head between my legs.

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

“Rachel, see me after class” Professor Beckett whispered as he brushed past my desk. My heart immediately started racing at the thought of what on earth might happen next. And my pussy started getting wet in anticipation. But he didn’t lock the door after everyone was gone. He usually locks the door. But instead he came and sat down beside me. He began to explain that people like to talk. And somehow word had gotten back to the dean of the school that we had been messing around. I guess someone saw or heard something. So he said that there was only one way for him to keep his job and for me not to get expelled. He said it wasn’t easy to talk the dean into it, but he finally did. So he told me that I better not screw it up. He told me to go up to his office, get under his desk and wait for him. When he sits down at the desk, it’s my cue to unzip his pants and give him the blowjob of his life because Professor Beckett’s career and my education depend on it.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

No man wants blue balls, but for us girls, being a tease is in our DNA. I wanted to ride some more so I walked back up to the stranger, but I made a new rule. “This time I need you to pull my hair or I’m going to stop,” I told him and I meant it.

A good hair pull can make a sexual experience elevate into a passion like no other. His pants were still off and his cock still erect. It wasn’t that much time that had passed by and my pussy was still dripping wet. I was craving an orgasm like nothing else. I walked up to him, straddled him again and slid down on that hard, erect rod.

Up and down I went, starting to moan and really get into it as I grinded on his hips again. The more turned on I was getting, the more I needed to get my hair pulled. As I was moaning, I let out a “Pull my hair!! Pull it NOW!” I need it.

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Serving the Kids but Catering to Daddy

Mary 1844-332-2639 ext 350

I thought the first year of college was going to be a struggle, seeing how my parents couldn’t afford to support me. My only interest was serving kids and catering to Daddy. I needed a job quickly, one that offered room and board and a hot meal. I responded to an ad for a live-in nanny. When I arrived at the house, a man answered the door. He was tall, handsome, and looked stressed. He knew right away I was there for the nanny position. He told me his wife was leaving for Spain for work, and he was going to need some help with the kids while she was away. He told me how much the pay was, showed me my bedroom, which was in the fully finished basement of the house. The house was huge. I basically had my own apartment down there. There was one room, he said was off limits, so I agreed not to go in there.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

Joe came to me, begging for a sexy, sensual ass massage and I was happy to assist. I told him to strip off his clothes, all the way, and to lay down on my bed. He dropped his drawers and pulled his shirt off over his head. He was ready. I ordered him to lay down on his belly, so I had easy access to his back and asshole.

I started by pouring some massage oil in my hand and mixed it up in my hands, so it got warm. My hands ran up and down his back in a sensual way until I slowly found my way to his ass. I gave each ass cheek three sharp spanks and then rubbed out the pain. He begged me not to stop, to keep going. Do you think he knew what was coming next?

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

Loser #114 called again. He was just as pathetic as all of the previous times. I can’t believe how he is so easily controlled and manipulated by a nineteen year old bratty teen tease. All I have to do is tell him what a fucking loser he is and he starts oinking and throwing money at me. I just giggle and say “$cha$ching” over and over again. And he just keeps oinking and throwing money. He really is a total fucking loser. I decided to see what all I could get him to pay me for. So I made him suck on a dildo and tell me what a fucking loser he is while he was gagging on it. That turned him on so much that he begged me to drain his wallet. So I did just that while I took the dildo and shoved it up his ass and fucked him with it. He oinked the whole time. So I took it out of his ass and made him lick it clean. That made the pathetic little loser’s dick hard. It was time to take it to the next level.

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Daddy's Naughty Girl

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and that’s so true for my naughty daddy and me. I’m horny all the time, just like him. I always have been. It seems like the older I get, the hornier my daddy is getting for me. I keep catching him sneaking into my laundry hamper and stealing my panties. I just know he’s jerking off into them, and I wish he’d forget the panties and just pump his load into me!

He’s been acting like it’s too naughty for us to fuck, but I know he wants to. He just needs a firmer push from his naughty girl.

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Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463

I think I need a new laptop, because I was trying to work on another project for school, but I had to use my brothers instead. His internet was acting wonky, so I had to clear cache and search history, and boy, what did I find? He was watching all guy porn, where the main guy was getting fucked by a dildo in the mouth and the ass. That made my mind wander and wonder what my brother’s been thinking. But I think I could pull something off that would make him very happy!

It was the next morning, and I went down for breakfast, and my brother John was already down there eating cereal. “I’ve seen your search history. Why didn’t you tell me you wanted to try that?” I asked. He looked at me confused, but then immediately turned embarrassed because he knew what I was talking about. I told him that I had plenty of friends and multiple toys, and I knew we could make his fantasy come to life, if he was brave enough!

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Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

I am still in shock over Mr. Martin’s confession. I’d already decided that I wasn’t going to tell him that Mrs. Martin had come into work. She’d found credit card receipts and suspected that he was having an affair. There was no way I could tell her that it was me, or that he also messed around with my uncle. But none of that even mattered anymore. He confessed that he wanted more. He wanted me to find him a young boy my age. Then he wanted me to teach him how to pleasure a man like Mr. Martin. Wow, it was all a lot to swallow. Pun intended, lol. But none the less, I was ready to find the perfect boy for him. And I knew deep down who that was. My friend from HS Danny. He had always been a curious panty boy. So I contacted him and sure enough he was on board with the plan.

When Danny got to my apartment, his apparent giddiness proved how excited he really was. I got him all dressed up in some of my lingerie. Then we heard a knock on the door. It was Mr. Martin.

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