Tag: erotic

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I whimpered as my hands pulled at the red ropes holding my wrists to the bedpost. “Please, just let me touch you.” Sean ignored my pleas and peeled the wrapper off yet another candy cane. My body was covered with the sticky sugar. Two hours ago, he had stripped my body and told me I needed to relax a little. He said he would make me feel so good that all my holiday stress would melt away.

I believed him, and he was kind of right. I wasn’t thinking about work or family drama when he used the hairdryer to melt the candy cane over my nipples. The way the red and white stripes ran over my breasts as they liquified was beautiful. He was being slow and meticulous. Not allowing me to deviate him from his plans.

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Kaykay is dressed to be the office lunch

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

(Part Two)

“Does she get this wet for you, Krissy?” The other guy asked as he came behind me and started to kiss my neck
It was Kris’s turn not to, but we both know he normally has to go down on me before I get this wet. The guy behind me started to rub my tits. I squeezed them and rubbed his thumb over my hard nipples; I leaned back into his chest. The guy in front of me opened his pants and pulled his cock out. Without him telling me to, I curled my fingers under his cock and began to stroke him as he dipped his fingers back into me. My body arched between them. “Better than lunch,” He grinned.

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

My ex is OBSESSED with me. He calls, texts and emails me every single day since we broke up. Jake tells me he misses me and wishes I would give us another chance, but I’ve already moved on. I stopped responding to his attempts assuming he would just get the hint and fuck off, but he hasn’t.

So I told my new Beau we were going to stop by Jake’s to help him understand I was finished with him. Before going over, I put on Jake’s favorite outfit of mine. A green pencil skirt and button-up tank top. When we knocked on his door, he was shocked to see me. He let us in, and I started to yell at him.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349

“Alexus, I need help.” Tiff huffed into the phone. “I wanna peg my man, but I’m not sure how to do it. Can you come over and help me?” Mmm, I love breaking in little virgins, so I told her I’d be happy to. First, I packed a back full of lingerie, makeup, and a little red wig and skipped to her house.

Her husband was handcuffed to the bed when I got there, completely naked. What a sight. He had a lovely cock that lay limp against his thigh, and he seemed very frustrated with Tiff.

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Machine

TS Alexus 844-332-2639 EXT 349 

When you give dick as good as I do, you want to receive it just as perfectly. Unfortunately, most guys can’t fuck for as long as I want, and I’ve been known to back this sexy hole up to a fucking machine when I really want to gape my hole. The best thing about my fucking machine is I can change out the attachments and fuck a different dick every hour.

To start, I use a thin, curved dildo at the end of the fucking machine and let it pound into me with a slow, steady rhythm that makes my cock stand at attention.

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Nude brunette smiling sitting in chair

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Oct. 3 – 6 PM to 1 AM EST

…continued from part 4

My body was definitely not going to say no to his need.  Holding him and protecting him just like the perfect Mommy, my body was feeling very unexpected tension.  Wrapping my arms around him tighter, trying to send him my emotions through his eyes, he definitely understood what I was feeling.  The question was if I was to be his Mommy, were the feelings reciprocated?

While continuing to suck on my nipple, he started brushing his fingertips up and down my chest.  He wanted to indicate that my feelings were nothing to be ashamed of.  I felt my pussy start to contract aching to feel wanted too.  Coddling him, I no longer cared if there was a distinction.

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Nude top of brunette

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Thursday, Sept. 29 – 10 AM to 5 PM EST

…continued from part 3

I knew that no matter how I responded to him, he would not say no.  With his mouth open like that, gurgling away like a baby, I figured I had the solution.  So since I was done changing him and he still looked so needy, I pulled him closer.  Then, my strong arms held him tight right against my breast where he could feel warm against my soft body.  Finally, I coddled him and said soothingly, “I’m your Mommy now.”

With him in my arms looking up into my eyes, I never imagined that this could make me feel as good as it was making him feel.  Just like there was a need in him to be nurtured, there was a need in me to do the nurturing.  I no longer looked at him if he was a replacement, feeling his soft body in my arms completely vulnerable he was actually my baby.

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Nude brunette staring over shoulder

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Monday, Sept. 26 – 5 AM to 12 PM EST

…continued from part 2

It took me a bit of a turn but gradually I gave in.  I did not have the desire to say no.  How odd to find myself giving in to a man who wanted to be a baby.  Still sitting on the floor, legs crossed, looking up at me emphatically to see what my first move would be.  While a part of me felt flattered, all of a sudden I also felt very maternal.  So I asked simply, “Does baby need to be changed?”  He got on the bed and laid back very anxious to get started.

Honestly, I was not sure of how to get started.  But the back of my brain seemed to know where to go even if I thought that I didn’t.  I slowly started to peel off his clothes acting just as if he was a doll completely at my control.  I started remembering how I would change my dolls when I was little.  Before I knew it, he was completely down to his boxers which I felt looked all wrong on him.  I knew exactly what would make it look better.

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Full body topless brunette against wall

Wendy, the Questioning Nymphomaniac @ 844-33-CANDY, ext. 424

on Wednesday, Sept. 14 – 8 AM to 2 PM EST

There are just some times that you cannot say no.

I had kind of known what I was getting into all along.  I knew that he was different from the rest and had his own way of doing things.  But nonetheless when I opened the drawer, I could not contain my shock.  Why did he have an over-sized diaper right next to his socks?  He could be immature at times, sure, but I never thought that he would wear a diaper.  I had heard of it before, where grown men would wear diapers, and there were different theories, including regression.  But when it came to my roommate, the thought had never even entered my mind.

Standing in shock, I had not heard the movement behind me.  He caught me with the diaper lifted in my hand and demanded to know what I was doing snooping in his room.  When I couldn’t answer, he folded his arms over his chest and started pouting.  Despite the fact that he could be immature, I had never seen this type of behavior before.  The only way that I could define it is that he was regressing.

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~~~Olivia ~~~ 844~332~2639~x~226~~~

My favorite fucking position may be one you haven’t heard of yet.  I have to admit I do like to try all different ways and am open to many.  Once a “flavor of the week” and I took the Kama Sultra book of sexual positions to try as many of them out as we could.  That was a weekend to remember for sure.  It’s only recently I was exposed to this newest position which has my pussy tingling just thinking of it.  The night started out like many of my nights; finding the perfect sexy outfit to attract a man to bring home with me. Once he was interested I let him feel me up a bit in the club as we danced.  Moving to a booth things got really hot and heavy.  I felt his crotch one more time before inviting him home with me. Continue reading “My Favorite Fucking Position” →