Tag: teen tease

Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243

Every year, my Dad’s company has this big ol’ Christmas party, and this year, he decided to take me. It was a really fancy party, so we had to dress up! Mommy bought me this stunning white, velvet, knee-length dress that sparkled all over. I felt like such a Princess on his arm as he introduced me to all of his coworkers.

I was so nervous to meet Daddy’s Boss because he is a very important man. Very rich and smart! Everything I want in a husband one day. Before I could meet him, though, some tipsy floozy who was tripping over my Dad spilled red wine all down my dress! I screamed, so distraught over my beautiful new dress being ruined, but Daddy sent me off to one of the back offices to see if I could dab it up with paper towels.

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Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444

From the moment we met, it was inevitable. We both knew you’d become my cash slave. The cards were stacked against you. I’m a manipulative, beautiful little bitch, and your inability to control your little prick makes it impossible for you to keep your wallet closed.

The only value you possess is in your wallet, and you know it, which makes it easier for both of us. There is no pretending that I like you or that I’d ever be into you. No, you know better. You aren’t that stupid. Yet, you invite me on your lap, stuffing twenties, fifties, and the occasional hundred-dollar bill into my bra, and I wiggle against you so we both get what we want.

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Big Girl Likes Candy

Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410

The other day, while skipping school, I was hanging out at a friend’s house. A bunch of us were there; some older guys I didn’t know were partying in her basement. I pushed my way through the cloud of smoke to see what they had to offer. I’ve never had a taste of rock Candy, and there were rumors the biggest dealer in town was hanging out on my friend’s couch.

Music was playing, and there he was, sitting on a raggy, sunken couch, flicking a lighter. I stepped over a few piles of clothes and empty energy drink cans to sit on the sofa beside him. My too-small skirt showed off plenty of thighs, and he eyed me knowingly.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

I stood outside my best friend’s front door wearing only a tiny micro bikini and my fuzzy bathrobe over it. My uggs crunched on the snow she poorly shoveled on the front step. My hand banged on the wood again as I tried to stand on my tiptoes to look through the crystal glass panes. All the lights were off; what the fuck.

With an annoyed huff, I trudged through the snow toward the back door. Her house is basically my second home, so I wasn’t above breaking in if necessary. She said her parents would be out of town, and we’d have the hot tub to ourselves! The bottle I snatched from my Dad’s special cabinet clanked together in my tote as I shoved open the back gate. Much to my surprise, her Dad was sinking into the very hot tub I was dressed for.

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