BBW Teen on all fours with bra showing off her cleavage.

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Every once in a while, I escape from under Daddy’s watchful eye and play with boys my own age. I was shopping alone the other day, with the excuse of looking for Daddy’s Christmas gift, when two boys caught my eye. The sex shop is most often filled with overweight, balding men looking for jerk material or stupid sissies trying to size up a bra. These boys were looking me over, and as boys their age do, one was grabbing his crotch. Right there, out in the open. Physically adjusting his cock as it grew because of my ample curves. My eyes rolled. Fucking boys.

I wandered over to the male toys and felt them getting closer and closer to me. I picked up an open-ended cock sleeve and turned around to face them. They seemed startled as I waggled the jelly-like sex toy. ” You boys wanna play?”

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First Time

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Uncle Bob is my favorite Uncle. He always treats me like a princess, and we share some fun secrets. He tells me all the time how he likes to be with me the first time I try something new. He was with me when I first saw a boy’s private parts (cus it was his, hehe), and he was with me the first time a boy touched my panties (cus it was him, hehe).

Today, when he came over, he teased me by saying we were going to do the biggest, bestest, first time thing ever. He was going to show me how to do what the big people call fucking!

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Daddy made me do it

Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

After a long week, my body and mind were over-tired, and even hours after bedtime, I still couldn’t fall asleep. I thought maybe watching some tv would help me zone out, but as I turned the corner into the living room, someone else was already there. Daddy was sitting on the couch in just his boxers, legs sprawled out and reclined back. He must have seen me out of the corner of his eye because he looked over, lifted his arm over the back of the couch, and asked what I was doing.

“I can’t sleep.” My shoulder shrugged. I walked over and sat down on the cushion next to him. His hand curled around the back of my neck, and he pulled me toward him. My head laid on his lap, and he started running his fingers through my hair.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Daddy calls me his “Messy Baby girl.” It’s not because I always spill my food on my giant tits (I do, but that’s not why). It’s not because I leave my bedroom in a disaster zone (I do, but that’s not why.) He calls me his messy baby because every time he checks inside my panties, they are SOAKED!

I can’t help that I’m always thinking about sex. I even try not to sometimes, but then I think about how sad I would be if my pussy wasn’t always tingly.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

You want me to what?

I was visiting my friend who lives in a co-ed dorm. I didn’t make it into the school I wanted to go to, but spending the weekend with her makes me feel like a cool, smart college girl. She has an early class on Monday mornings; we had to cut our partying short on Sunday night just so she wouldn’t be too hungover. However, she said I could chill in her room and wait till her class was over. Then we’d find trouble!

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

I was lying on my bed reading a book when I heard the faint sounds of his truck. The ice cream man was in my neighborhood. I hopped up out of bed and darted down the stairs and outside to the street. Looking up and down, listening for the twinkling sounds of his music for which direction he would be coming from.

A few more seconds passed as I listened and then I saw him! The big white truck with the pink ice cream cone on the top rounded the corner at the top of the street. No one was following him as he drove slowly toward me. I started jumping up and down. Waving my arms as my big tittles flopped this way and that.

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Pillow

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Pillow pals are so comforting! They can give you hugs when you are sad or be great additions to tea parties when your real friends can’t make it. However, there is ONE other thing my soft, little pillow pals are good for. When I get really horny, and Daddy isn’t around, I like to smash one of my pillow pals between my legs.

This one pretty pal has a big, honking, plastic nose! It feels so good when I grind my tight, tiny clit against it. I hump it fast and hard until my pussy is right on the edge of cumming, and then I stop for a few minutes to give my pal all the kisses and hugs for helping me feel so good.

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Nighttime

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Oh, hey, Daddy. I wanted to talk to you about something, but you have to promise you won’t get mad, okay? Like you have to promise you won’t spank me when I tell you about what I did. Um, so, like you know, those medicines you take at night help you fall asleep? Well, I found these other medicines that make boys feel really, um… hard, and I switched your nighttime stuff with the boner pills.

Why would I do that, you ask? I was curious! How many did you take? Oh, you took two?! It must have been because you thought you would sleep really good after? Um. Utoh!

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Thick Thighs

By Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Look at these thighs. Full, fleshy, female thighs. Tell me you don’t want you to drag your lips up the tender inside skin of my legs and watch goosebumps rise in the wake of your lips. Dig your fingers into my chunky meat and feel their strength. Pull my beautifully thick thighs up over your shoulders and use them as earmuffs while your feast on the meal between my legs.

My plush body was designed for fucking.

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It’s not often that I run out of kinky dirty things to do. Have you ever been hungry and just NOTHING sounded good to eat? That’s how I feel right now. I could go down to the bar and pick some guy up. Bring him home and fuck him. I could make my cuck watch. Make him clean me and him up after.

That just sounds boring and overdone to me right now. I could go to a truck stop play lot lizard for a while. Maybe hitch a ride with one and see something new all while suck and fucking. But man, that just seems like a chore. I don’t even feel like punishing my cuck for no reason and that’s saying something.

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