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                I love holiday baking. It’s so much fun to see what tasty treats I can bake for my closest friends. Vanilla, strawberry, coconut, and of course, decadent chocolate. Yum! I bake the best cupcakes! 

They’re some boys, that really love chocolate. I mean, they absolutely crave it. Those are my kind of guys. Wink, Wink. How can I say this? Giggles. They like my special chocolate that appears after I have eaten that cake. 

Everyone has left, but you’re hanging around. You keep trying to feed me cake and encourage me to drink more Irish Coffee. Then it happens. A wonderful, enticing loud fart from my adorable shit hole. You instantly stiffen, anticipating what is to come. 

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Written By: Delaney

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You know what? I love cock!  You might say that I’m boy crazy, but it’s more like cock crazy. I even love saying the word. Cock, cock, cock! They’re warm, hard, and yummy. 

         My big brother had a few friends over last night. He tried to get me to stay with a friend but nope, not when there is cocks at my house. 

    They were laughing, drinking beer, and were pretty loud. I can’t sleep with them so loud. I opened his door and told them that the first guy to be quiet, gets a blowie from me. Instant silence. Even my big brother. 

       I went back to my room thinking that maybe 1 or 2 would be at my door. All of them were lined up to take their turns. Hey now, I got 2 hands, a little cunnie, and an adorable little butthole. No waiting!

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Written By: AJ

          Christmas is almost here. Have you finished all your shopping? The holidays are so busy for most of us, we barely have a second to breathe. My last stop for the night was an adorable little boutique where I could finish my shopping and find a sexy something for myself. 

                            The store was still very busy and I saw this young man desperately trying to get some help from sales staff. He was rather sexy, in a clueless sort of way. I approached him and asked if I could be of any help. He seemed so flustered. He explained he needed something for his mother and pointed to me saying she was built a lot like me. 

                           At first, I showed him lingerie that a son might buy his mother. Pretty and soft but not very sexy. I could tell by the look on his face, that he had something else in mind. He began to describe his mother and the special relationship they have. 

                              After getting his mother’s gift settled, he had another request. He wanted to go back to sweet times with his mother. Okay? Tea parties? His mother reading stories at bedtime?  With a shy little smile, he whispered in my ear that he wanted to be mommy’s little girl again.  Then he said it again, that he wanted to be mommy’s sexy, dirty girl. 

                                                                                 May all your Christmas wishes come true. 

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

I have a very dirty confession to make. They’re times when only something dirty, nasty, and random will take care of my aching, wet, and horny cunt.  Last night was definitely one of those times.

I had heard some talk about ladies who go to the park and hang out in their car nude. They open the door and wait to be noticed. That seemed risky, sexy and outright fun. I figured if things went my way, I would get to fuck a couple of strangers. 

It was a beautiful night with just a bit of summer warmth hanging over. I was so excited as I removed my bra, and exposed my tits. I hope I get noticed soon. Maybe an hour passed and two men were walking my way. I licked my lips and pinched my nipples to make sure they knew what I was up too.

I must have passed out or something because I woke up to see the sun coming up. I was alone, and my clothes still off. I was so sore and very sticky between my legs. I noticed my face in the mirror. My makeup smeared and cum in my hair.  I just might try that again next time my pussy needs to be filled over and over again.

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Written By: Suzanne

                 I have the sexiest secret to tell. I can’t tell my friends, or even my teacher. I can tell you that it’s a very dirty, hot secret. Do you want to know more? I think you NEED to know more! 

I’m such a lucky girl because every night my daddy comes to my room for a cuddle.  Sometimes we do more than cuddle. Sometimes we make macaroni sounds! Giggles. 

  Last night I asked daddy what mommy does when he’s having a cuddle with me. He told me it was time I knew. Daddy took me by my hand to his room. Oh my! Mommy was watching us on her tablet, with her hand between her long, silky legs. Mommy is so super sexy!

Mommy smiled and joined us on their big bed. Mommy, what are you doing? Oh, that feels so good!

Written By: Katie

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                       They’re so many times when a caller just wants to hear stories of my past growing up. I’m always more than happy to oblige them!

The first question I always ask them is, “Do they want to hear where I was forced or really wanted to?” 

Now, if anyone really knows me, they know I would never have to be forced. I love sex!  Sometimes though, a girl just has to pretend. Especially when there’s 5 men and just her. “Oh no! Please don’t do that.” Giggles!

Well, then what would you love to hear about? What will get that sexy cock hard for us?  Would you like to know that first time I saw my Uncle’s big cock? How about the time where I took on 5 farm boys?  Maybe you’re a teacher and would love to know just how I passed Algebra? Oh, I know! How about my first girl?

You want stories? This silly girl has loads of them! Let’s reminisce.

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Written By: AJ

 I know this time of the year is nothing but a pain in the ass for many.  Your wife, your kids, your employee’s all expecting something big from you. Trust me, I expect something big as well, but it won’t cost you a dime; or at least very little.

     When you arrive home, you see I’m dressed to the nines, and your black tux is laying on the bed. You sigh and wonder if I’m getting dressed for a party or dressed for bed? Not exactly bed, but I’m getting ready for you. No limos, no clubs, no designer clothes, just me. 

Join me lover?

Written By: Harley

                  My parents have a new friend. Mr. Jason just moved in across the street and he seems sort of nice, I guess. I think they’re just looking for a new free babysitter for me. It seems like my other babysitter is always too busy for me these days. 

Okay Mr. Jason, let’s see if you got the right stuff to look after me. First sleepover with him. I bring in my little BTS backpack filled with all my overnight stuff. I love BTS!! I wish I could kiss them all and other things! LOL. 

Then I check out his snacks. Lame ass! Where’s the special drinks and candy?  I ask him where I will sleep. He shows me the guest room? No, this isn’t right. I always get to sleep with my sitter’s. Is he just playing at hard to get?

He tells me to go to my room and get ready for bed. He asks about homework. This man is odd, I don’t think I like or trust him. 

I have a plan! I tell him I’m tired and will read till I fall asleep. I lock the door, turn out the light and climb out the window. I sure hope Mr. H lets me in!

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Written By: Piper

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            You catch me walking by while you’re in your favorite coffee shop. You don’t see my face but you’re mesmerized by my sexy, teen butt. You toss some bills on the table, as you try to catch up with me. You keep your distance as not to be caught looking. What a perv you are. 

You’re already late for work, but nothing matters but that fine ass that you’re following. Most guys would begin to wonder what I look like. Not you, though. All you care about is my perfect ass and the things you would like to do to it.

                 I go into a local breakfast place and ask the hostess a question. She tells me it’s up at the top of the stairs. You wait, watching me walk up, you can barely breathe now.  You wait to be sure and follow me up the stairs.

You see the door is closed and you odd sounds. You can tell already that I’m not a shy one. When I have to go, I’m not quiet about it. 

Your ear is against the door trying to listen more. Fuck, your cock is rock hard just imagining what I’m doing in there. You breathe in deep, hoping to get a whiff of something magical. OMG!!  The smell is amazing. 

   The door opens and you finally get to see all of me. You don’t care, do you? You’re intoxicated by my smell. I smile as I walk by and put a shitty little finger up to your hungry mouth.

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Written By: Delaney

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You’ve heard the expression, “The sky’s the limit.” That expression describes me perfectly. I have no limits, no boundaries, and no taboos. I’m open-minded and uninhibited.

I have a very great understanding of fetishes, so I’m the perfect girl to explore your fetish and satisfy that urge. Fetishes go far beyond fantasy. A fetish is like an itch that needs to be scratched. Phone Sex with me is a perfectly safe and sane way to explore your fetish.

Or maybe you’re in need of that perfect fantasy girl. Role play is the best way to delve into your favorite sexual fantasies for both of us. I absolutely adore doing role plays. What kind of role plays? The sky’s the limit!

Please don’t ask me to select a favorite role-play. They’re hundreds of role plays that I enjoy. Share your most naughty fantasies with me. Secrets are meant to be shared but only with someone who is trustworthy of keeping your secret and not judging you.

I’m creative and provide lots of descriptive detail. Your mind can truly achieve sexual gratification, and you can have the best orgasms.

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Written By: Skylar

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                       I love a good party! Who doesn’t? This time of year so many parties are going on in my neighborhood. Do you want to know what I love best? You can be who ever you want to be with a costume. What that REALLY means is that I can wear a mask and trick men into thinking I’m older. Maybe even fool them into thinking I’m their wife or girlfriend. That’s so hot, isn’t it? 

        I can hear old people music from the Anderson house. Let me look in the window. Well, what kind of party is that?  I see Mr. Jenkins with Mrs. Carter. What is she doing on her knees? OMG! I heard about these sort of parties. Like couples swap and fuck other people’s husbands. My friends and I should have that sort of party, but with boys from the college. 

Mrs. Carter is looking directly at me now. That’s cool, maybe I will get invited in. She gets up, smiles and closes the curtains. I walk around the house to the patio door. It’s unlocked, so I let myself in. I drink some rum right from the bottle and join the party. I have my mask on and no one will know it’s the little girl that lives on Beach Street.

Mr. Campbell is looking pretty sexy tonight. I say in my best cockney accent, “Hey Mister, can I suck your willy”? Oh yes, they have no idea it’s just little ole me! 

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Written By: AJ

   I’m Batgirl and I always get what I want. At the moment what I want is Mr. J, even with the time he paralyzed me and showed my naked pictures, I still wanted to fuck the shit out of him. Sorry Batman, it’s Mr. J for me. The only thing standing in my way is that cunt Harley Quinn.

                       I would suggest a threesome, but I don’t share. If I want to fuck Harley Quinn, it’s going to be just us two. I could trick him and add color to my hair, put on one of her outfits, and after I fucked him till he passed out, let him know it’s me, Batgirl!  He will at first think that Harley Quinn is an amazing fuck. Nope boys, it’s me who is the amazing fuck.  

                      As a girl I have always fantasized about being a superhero. I bet you have the same thoughts. Trust me, I’m a huge geek when it comes to my DC comics. Will you be my Mr. J. to my Batgirl? After all, Halloween is the time to dress up and be just exactly who you want to be.

Written By: Harley

              There’s this little bar I love to party at that’s rather close to the airport. You never know who will be there. Couples waiting for their flight,  families with their kids, and honestly you just never know. They also serve food, so even if guys are not old enough to drink, you can party there. 

It was crazy busy and I took a seat at the bar, making small talk with the bartender. We chatted a bit and she had a shot with me. She was sexy as fuck and sort of tucked that in my mind, while I checked out the scene. 

At a corner table were the cutest gingers. I got closer to see that one of the women seemed older than her friend. They did seem to be a couple. A fucking hot couple at that. Us gingers need to stick together, so I bought them each a drink.

They invited me to sit down. The younger one was adorable and just kept giggling. 

             It was going on 12 am and I hadn’t yet found a fuck toy for the evening. The mom suggested if I had no plans they would love it if I just went with them. I didn’t plan on a night without fucking, but sure I’ll join them.

Once up in their room, I began to realize that the younger she was really a he? This is getting quite interesting. I watched as he lifted his mommy’s skirt and began eating her pussy.  So much for that boring no sex, or vanilla night!

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

           Finally he’s back home! I’ve been waiting all day to show him I’ll be his Little China Girl for the Fall Festival Dance.

What? He isn’t alone. Who is that person in the pink hat and hoodie?  I watch as they go inside his house. I don’t like this at all and I’m going to check out what’s going on.

               I did a naughty thing, last time I was over his house, I made a spare key just for me.  Please don’t tell! I cross the street to his house and listen for a bit outside. I can’t hear a thing, so I quietly let myself in. 

      There’s some open drinks and treats on the kitchen counter. I don’t like this, not one little bit. Whose backpack is that on his couch?

I head toward his bedroom and press my ear to the door. I can hear little happy sounds from whomever was in the pink hoodie. What is MY boyfriend doing to her that’s making her so happy. Now Mr. H is making happy sounds.  

                      I’m super mad now, but also a little excited. I slip my hand under my dress, as I listen to their sounds.  Wait, what? Omg my boyfriend is fucking another girl!

Written By: Katie

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Will it be a trick or a treat for your hungry mouth? I really  wanted to give you the most delicious treat, but something is off. My little tummy hurt all night and I could hardly sleep at all. A girl does love and need her beauty sleep.

I got up and knew just what would help my sore tummy. I drank a cup of tea and instantly I felt my tummy bubbling. After a few perfume farts, I headed to the toilet. I pushed and pushed but nothing. I even pushed my pretty little fingers in to see what was going on. Want a smell, or taste? 

                  You’re finally here. We’re going to discuss your role as sub at my party, but this was more pressing. I lay on my bed and let your tongue get to work. You kiss my pucker and then begin making love to it. Licking, sucking, spitting, just trying to get a bit of a taste. Even a hard grape would do for you. Just nothing. 

Maybe if I get a good fucking, it will help. Of course, not by you. My tummy really does hurt. You use your tongue and with my permission your fingers. You’re getting in there really good now. I can hear you slurping. I can feel it now, hard at first, then softer, and messier. 

                              Will you get a yummy dark treat, or will you just get a trick with nothing but a fart?

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Written By: Delaney

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               As everyone knows, Halloween is my favorite time of the year. You can keep your Christmas and Easter. I love any excuse to dress up in costume type fineries. This year, of course, will be no different. Parties, parties, and more parties. 

My parties are infamous for all sorts of debauchery. The men take it as the highest compliment when invited. I do however, have rules that must be followed.

With the special invitations sent out weeks ago, the men begin to arrive. After they’re stripped and examined to make sure they follow my orders, the rest of my party arrives. As the men ogle the other guests, I can see they’re all so very toxic.

They’re sorted out and taken to different rooms. Some of my guests are not  violent people, so my room is nothing but toys and silky lingerie items.  My guest questions why they’re toys, when he clearly has a working dick.

  I slap him for the profanity and push him down on his knees. Under my costume is a huge strap-on. His eye get wide, as he begs me not too. I explain the only lube he’ll get is his own spit.

I can hear everything going on around me. Pleasure sounds, whipping sounds, fucking sounds. What a glorious party this will be.

Join me at my Halloween Party! You won’t regret it, or well maybe you will?

Written By: Lady Rayne

 I love going back in my sexy head to relive some old memories. Some of them are so hot that I pull out my toys while I imagine it all. Today’s memory was one of the hottest!

When I was much younger, my mother remarried. He was everything to me. Tall, gentle, kind, funny, and SEXY! Sometimes the way he would look at me would make my teen pussy just gush. I know he wanted me as much as I wanted him, but he was just too much of a good guy. Once we kissed, but I initiated it. 

                One night it was late and I heard them fighting. Bags were packed and the door was slammed. I would have gone to comfort her, if not for the fact she made him leave.

                  Years passed and not a word from him.

I was at my favorite coffee shop, and there he was. I wasn’t sure if he recognized me, but I whispered something in his ear. I told him I wanted him, I knew he wanted me so I was going to make it real easy for him. 

                   A few hours later, I was at his home. It was cold out, so I had another surprise for him.

When I took off my leather coat, I had nothing on under. Absolutely ready for him.  He took a long, slow deep breath, and without a word from him. I mounted him. 

It’s so hot reliving sexy past experiences. Remember that girl in high school that is now all grown up? The bitch didn’t give you the time of day, did she? I’m here to fix that for you. Let’s fantasize together. 

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Written By: Tiffany

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Weather’s getting cold and summer fun is long over. Not much else to do but stay in and watch movies, read, listen to music, and DRINK! I bet a cold one or two would feel so good going down your parched throat. Maybe you have a little smoke or some powder? 

Just look at me? You want to make me happy, don’t you? I tell you what would make me happy. Call me and let’s get wasted. When I say let’s, I mean you. Just you. I won’t drink with you. Not a fucking drop! You on the other hand, will drink for me. 

See how my nipples stiffen when you put that bottle to your lips. Maybe I’m thinking about what else those lips can do? Or probably not!  No love, I’m not laughing at you. Just maybe laughing with you.

Time to spark one up for me, don’t you think? A few puffs, another shot, and you’re making me so very happy. I do wonder if my pussy is getting wet for you? Doubtful!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

             Do you hear the window glass shattering? Someone is breaking into my house. It seems like your mommy picked a terrible night to have me babysit. He’s walking up the stairs to the bedrooms. Don’t make a fucking sound! If he finds you, he’ll do terrible things to your sweet, fragile, young body. 

   He’s singing a very odd song, “My girl, my girl, don’t lie to me, tell me where did you sleep last night?” She’s so scared she’s trembling and the little cunt just pissed her pants. I can hear his breath at the door.

I open the door, then leave the room. I go to change into my bondage gear and bring with me chains, floggers, and rope. Might as well make the best of a fucked up situation.

               Back in the room, he has already cut off her clothes. Fuck, would you just look at that! He wants to rape her, I want to torture her. Over a bit of powder, we come to an agreement. I put on a bit of “I Spit On Your Grave”, to get the cunt juices flowing. I’m going to savor fucking up this little bitch.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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      I’ve been house sitting all summer for this awesome family that lives in a huge high-rise building in the city. It’s so much fun to look out the tall windows and daydream about the city. Sadly, this is my last day, but there seems to be a sexy surprise hanging at the window. Oh wow!! It’s the window washers!

At first, I pretend not to see him. I just go about my business. I workout in front of window. Whew!!  It’s hot, so I decide to workout nude. Shouldn’t he be done with that window yet? He seems preoccupied. 

I go off to take my shower. I do love long, hot showers.

I’m back to my room and he is gone. I lotion my tight, little body and begin to get dressed. He’s back!

I love teasing men, but then I’m always the one to get horny. Giggles! He’s putting down his equipment in the platform. He’s taking out his cock and he begins to stroke it for me. Yes, all for little me. 

Now who is teasing who? You see, I’m very competitive. I climb on my bed and spread my legs and begin to rub my wet pussy. He’s stroking faster now and so am I.

He spurts it all over my window. I tease him and pretend to lick all the jizz off on my side. I do feel that was a terrible, sad waste of hot, sticky, creamy jizz.

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Written By: AJ