Tag: Kayla Cumsalot

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

We were lucky to have fresh powder on the slopes the first day of our vacation up at the ski lodge. The crisp air filled me with so much energy, but watching Jason’s lean body navigate the trails ahead of me all day fueled me with a different kind of energy.

The sun sparkled off the snow-covered pines along the trail, and each time he turned to smirk at me, my tummy fluttered. I knew he was thinking the same thing I was. Yes, this was fun, but tonight would be beyond amazing.

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Addicted To My Exconvicts Cock

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Come on, Kay, you have to come to Nick’s coming home party,” Tiffany begged. “He really wants to see you, and I know you miss him. It’s been what? Two years?”

I chewed at my lower lip as I nodded. It’d been a long time since my ex got locked up. Of course, I missed him, I was addicted to him but it was something I tried never to admit to myself. The man is toxic, dangerous, and so fucking sexy it hurts. I can’t say no when I’m around him. No matter how dumb the thing he’s asking me to do is, I always agree just to see him smile at me. I literally CAN’T go to his welcoming home party. It’d be better for me if I just pretended he was never, ever getting out of prison.

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I'm Just A Girl

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

How can you be afraid of little ol’ me? I’m just a girl: my innocent face and soft curves. I’m no danger to a big, strong man like you. What is it that you’re really scared of?

Does it make you nervous that I know exactly what to say to bring you to your knees? That I often whisper the dark fantasies you lust after that you can’t even admit to yourself that you desire them? Or maybe it’s because even after you cum for me, instantly you want more of my attention? Is that what keeps you up at night? The fact that I so easily twist you around my little finger and keep you craving me?

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Kayla's Rose-Tipped Flogger

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The tapping of my stilettos against the hardwood floor was loud in the silent room as I walked around the quivering bitch awaiting his punishment. Neither of us spoke as the tension built around us. He was entirely naked while I wore sheer black thigh-high stockings and matching sheer panties. Without a bra, the heavy sway of my tits drew his gaze to my stiff nipples and the rose-tipped flogger I held in my hands.

“Will it hurt?” He finally dared to ask. The nervousness in his voice gave me a thrill, but my face refused to show him I was pleased. My fingers pulled through the length of the leather flogger’s tails. The pretty red rose-shaped bits of leather at the end would thud against his skin when I whipped him. Would it hurt, eventually, but not nearly as much as a cane or whip.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Can you help me out with this harness?” I asked with a sultry smile as I walked up to him at the base of the climb. Jason stood shirtless before the rock face, dusting chalk over his palms. The harness dangled from my fingers as I held it out to him and popped a hip. I didn’t need help, I just wanted his hands on me.

“Sure,” his gaze traveled along my curves, stopping at my firm ass wrapped tightly in my climbing leggings. I stepped into the harness and bent over, pushing my ass out enticingly towards his growing bulge.

“Help me pull it up, please,” I bit at my lower lip as I peered at him through heavy lashes from over my shoulder. He tugged the harness up, making me lose a bit of my balance, and I leaned back against him. Allowing me to feel his massive cock against my thigh. His strong hands gently caressed over my ass as he pulled the harness tight around my waist, and all I could think about was how vulnerable I would be tied up and hanging in the air in front of him.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

I’d been looking to replace my floors for a while now. The house was remodeled before I moved in, but the guy doing it was cheap, and the floors had taken a beating. They were peeling in places and separating in others, but the cost was out of this world. There was no way I could replace the entire flooring of my house at once. I’d kind of forgotten about the idea and was dealing with the horrible floors until I found out one of my guys worked for a flooring company. Jokingly, I mentioned he could come over and give me a better estimate. I reminded him I’d do anything for a discount! I think he was trying to stay professional because he asked what kind of material I was looking for, and I said something that would clean up easily because I’m known to make a filthy mess.

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Mistress Gets What Mistress Wants pt3

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Pt2

I walked to the big desk in my office and pointed to the surface. “Bend over this. Chest flat on the surface and hands holding the edge.” My big boy didn’t hesitate. He bent right over, watching my every move. I pulled my strapon out of the bottom drawer, and his eyes grew huge.

“Oh my god, are you serious?” He quivered. I ignored him as I removed my dress and buckled the harness over my hips. Standing behind my desk in only my thigh highs, heels, and bra, I stroked the floppy eight-inch dildo and tapped it against his mouth.

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He's MY Diaper Boy Now

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

Brayn was just about how our diapers and waiting on shipping wasn’t an option. We had to go to Target, or he’d have accidents all over the house. I taped him up tight in his last Pamper, and away we went. I love when the back of his diaper peeks out of his jeans, so as we were walking into the store, I reached down his pants to give it a little tug. Making sure anyone who saw us would know he was my diaper boy. It’s a good thing I did because as we rounded the baby aisle, we bumped right into his ex-girlfriend, Laura Jean!

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Head To Toe

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

“Crawl to me.” He smirked as he rested back against the headboard. My hungry gaze roamed his figure. Long, strong legs stretched out, totally relaxed as he drank in my naked form. His hand lazily stroked in cock, which made my mouth water. I dropped to my knees slowly, my gaze never leaving his as my hands spread out over the polished wooden floor of his bedroom.

My body lengthened and dipped as I catcrawled from the bathroom doorway to the end of his bed. He gave a soft moan of approval, and I climbed up to join him. My body straddling one of those long legs as I crawled up his body. My heavy tits swayed until they met his thigh and rested there. He let go of his cock to trail his fingers along the side of my breast. “I’m going to worship you. Head to toe.” He growled.

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Darkest Desires

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

A caller recently told me that other than himself, I was the only person in the world who knew what he truly desired. His darkest desires. The only person he’d ever shared his dark desire with. His kink is rather taboo, and naturally, he feels as if he can’t share it with anyone in his personal life. His words keep replaying in my mind. Over and over.

I’m the ONLY person who knows exactly what pleases him—the only person who can tempt the darkness in him to come out and play. No matter how dark or disturbing, he and I can explore that desire together until he achieves the most satisfaction from the naughty little idea. Do you have any idea how amazing it feels to know he’s comfortable confiding in me?

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