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It takes a lot to get me excited and a fucking hell of a lot to get me off.  Some of you men and your boring vanilla calls and role-plays do nothing for me. I need to be stimulated in the most fucked up of ways.

Care to join me?

                           Filthy, nasty, twisted, sick, and violent is how I like my calls. When you’re as jaded and have seen it all like me, normal, and vanilla just doesn’t do it. I’m feeling very violent today and would fucking love to fuck someone up. 

                           How about you? That snooty blonde that lives across the street. She thinks her shit doesn’t stink, doesn’t she? You’ve tried to talk to her, but she walks away. What a fucking cunt!

Let’s plan to get revenge on her.

I knock on her door, pretending I’m lost. I engage her and quickly push the needle into her arm. We take her to her bedroom and strip and tie her up.

She is waking now. Let’s fucking play!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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This weekend was absolutely beautiful out. After being stuck in heavy fucking coats, it was a huge treat to get out. I walked for a bit, grabbed a Latte and decided what to do with such a beautiful day. 

I passed a new tattoo and piercing shop and thought why not? Maybe something sexy on my ass cheek and a tongue piercing. I once had a boy eat my pussy with a vibrating tongue ball and I squirted hard in his face. I would be anxious to see if others have my same reaction. 

The guy was super fucking hot. Tall, muscled, and had that biker look. After the piercing and ink was done, I had a thought. No time like the present to test things out. I bet his cock is huge, it looks that way from the print in his worn jeans. 

Sadly, he said I need a month to heal. Fuck! I’m actually salivating at the thought of his cock.

 We also need to be careful of my new ink. What’s a girl to do? I gave him a hand job while he licked, sucked and enjoyed my dripping pussy. I winked and said I would be back in a month.

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

  I’ve always been a daddy’s girl. Maybe I should say daddies girl, as in lots of daddies! It could be my daddy, my friends daddy, and even a daddy I met at Starbucks. He thought the cream on my chin was just so cute!

You might wonder if you’re the kind of daddy for me? I bet you are, as I love all the daddies. I love big strong ones, with muscles, and big cocks. I love younger ones with  cool jobs, cute butts, and you guessed it; a big cock.  I even love the “special” daddies, the ones who sort of like to wear panties and can almost be a mommy.

The thing is that they’re just so powerful.  Just saying the word “daddy” gets my pussy dripping. 

Sometimes I need a daddy to put me over his strong knee and take control of me.  I can be a very, very bad girl! One daddy, 2 daddies, 3 daddies or more!

Written By: Katie

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    I somehow missed Valentine’s Day. How could I miss what should have been a very special and sexy night together. I feel like I’ve been very naughty and very lax. I feel like I need to make it up to you. Wouldn’t you agree? 

Red lips, red fingernails, and red lingerie.  Who says I don’t know how to celebrate a belated Valentine’s Day. I promise it won’t be you, once we’re done.

Lay back and relax. Don’t close your eyes, I want you to see everything I do to you. Feel my warm breath on your neck. Now feel my teeth. Feel my tongue lick your nipple.

We’re going to take our time and I’m going to take you places you’ve never been. Put your hands over your head. No restraints needed as you’ll obey without question.

Valentine’s Day not what you hoped for? Let me make it up to you.

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Written By: Tiffany

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If you’re going to fuck me, at least fuck me like you mean it! None of this soft love making nonsense. I want it so fucking hard that you drill me a new hole.

I love getting into fights with guys because the make-up fuck is so raw and rough. It’s like we’re still mad each other but when we start to fuck, we get out all of our built up aggression, and it gets taken out on my pussy.

When I’m on top, I’m like a fucking machine that is unstoppable. I literally fuck the shit out of your cock and there’s no stopping me until we both scream in ecstasy.

I just had a one night rendezvous with an ex. We dated 5 years ago and he fucking broke my heart! He cheated on me with some ugly, skanky whore.

He texted me last Friday night and I invited him over for a booty call. We got down and dirty and I fucked him so fucking hard that he was walking funny afterwards. Apparently, I had a lot of built up anger and I took it out all on his cock. Of course, I asked him to leave when I was done with him. He wasn’t worthy enough to spend the night. Plus, I think he’s still a douche bag for cheating on me with an ugly piece of ass.

The bottom line is that I like it rough and if you don’t feel like you’re having a heart attack when we’re done, then you didn’t fuck me hard enough!

The One and Only,

~M.M~

Written By: Memphis

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                        Reunions of any sort can be just so dull. Big yawns all around. If I wanted to see any of those losers, I would have kept in touch. Whatever.

                            I moved back when I inherited my grandmother’s home. Knowing the event was so close to my home, I thought it would at least be good for a laugh. Would they even recognize me? I was a bit of a computer nerd/goth back then, and maybe a slight bit overweight. How times have changed. 

I won’t bore you with the details of the event, as it was. Let’s skip to the part of the night where I get the guy that was the football team captain in my home and drugged.

He wakes up in lovely pink satin lingerie. Isn’t he just adorable! I bring over a hand mirror to show him how perfectly made up he is. He tried to talk, but I shoved a ball gag in his mouth. He tried to get out of the restraints, but I suggested he save his energy for later. He will certainly need it. 

  My male friends begin to arrive. A few of them had terrible memories of him as well. The funny thing is, as much as he protested, his poor excuse for a cock was hard, and twitching, 

Let the games begin! 

Written By: Lady Rayne

Fucking hell, you really aren’t much of a man, are you? Look at you and your goddamn flabby ass. You made me so mother fucking sick that I just want to vomit in your face. Are you fucking kidding me, THAT got your clit to twitch? 

Oh no, you don’t! Don’t you dare try to back away from me. You are a little fucking cunt of a man, and I intend to treat you as such. 

Assume the position, head back and on your knees. Why should I sit on the hard, cold toilet seat, when I have your ugly fucking face to sit on?  Beg me for it, beg me to let you suck my shit like a dick. Fuck, you are so goddamn gross!

You know what? I have totally had enough of you.

Get on all fours and crawl to the pen. If you displease me, it will be the choke collar for you.

Get to fucking crawling, bitch.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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After a long night out, sometimes a girl just needs a long, hot soak in a tub of bubbles. I started my bath and stripped out of my sexy red dress.  Maybe I’ll light some scented candles and open a bottle of Merlot. 

I lowered my music as I thought I heard glass breaking. I must be even more tired than I thought. I layed back in the warm bubbles, closed my eyes, and enjoyed my relaxing bath. 

     I dried off and grabbed a robe and head for my bedroom. Maybe some porn? Maybe just close my eyes and drift off. I see the shards of broken glass on the floor. I grab my phone to call for help, when he grabs me from behind.  He whispers in my ear not to scream and I feel his hard cock against my ass. 

He pushes me down on the bed and removes his clothes. Fuck, he is big.  I can’t help myself from getting super wet. He feels that and gives me a dirty smile. 

I get off to all sorts of sexy roleplays. Do you have one for me? Anything Goes!

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

  I’m so excited! My parents are going out for the night and my boyfriend is coming over. It’s time we took things to the next level. I’m a very horny girl, you know. 

I took a long, hot shower making sure to take care of the special places. That felt so good, that I had to take my time rubbing myself until I couldn’t take it anymore. I was so horny!

I put on my tiny bathrobe and headed back to my room. There was daddy sitting there, flipping through my tablet. He told me mommy was going out alone because of what he heard. I’m so mad because daddy was listening in and canceled my date.  Bad daddy!

Once daddy explained I wasn’t mad anymore. He told me he knew it would be my first time and that sometimes boys can be very selfish. Daddy was worried he might be rough and not take care of my needs. Daddy is so considerate, isn’t he? 

   Daddy removed my bathrobe and commented how grown up I was getting. He cupped my tiny, round bottom and told me how good I felt. He was so gentle and sweet. Daddy really does love me. 

We did everything together that night. When we were almost done, I was worried and told daddy he needed to pull out. Then I remembered as it was my first time and my friends said you could never, ever get pregnant your first time.

Cum in me, phone sex daddy!

Written By: Katie

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It’s that time of the year we begin to think about New Year’s resolutions. Every year I come up with a big list, but never ever go through with it all. How about you? A new job, that hot girl you see at Starbucks every morning?  Go for it, as you only live once!

This year I have only one resolution and that is to sexually experiment more and sort of up my game. Think that I one I could actually keep?

I missed the holiday party this year at my favorite club. Just way too much to do, in so little time.  You show up at my home a little tipsy and out of breath. You hand me a bottle of bubbly and turn to leave. I suggest you enjoy a glass with me.

We are drinking and chatting and all of a sudden something comes over me. I excuse myself and return holding something behind my back. I bend over to kiss you and quickly handcuff you to the couch. My kisses become a bit rough and frantic. They have turned to bites. I quickly pull off your clothes and bite down your chest. 

      My white teeth, and shiny red lips are now right by your balls. I licked, kiss, and bite your thighs. You are scared and turned on at the same time. You always thought I seemed so “willing” the perfect blonde bimbo. Not tonight!

You reach between my legs with your unbound hand. What are you feeling? Time to turn the tables. 

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Written By: Tiffany

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           I tell you what,  one little error in judgement, and a girl gets grounded for weeks. It isn’t my fault, as it never snows here. It sure did so early this year, and  how did they even know those footprints were mine?   Could have been anyone.

                Here’s the whole story, because it looks like I have nothing but time on my hands.    

The handsomest man EVER moved two streets up. He was everything a girl like me wanted and needed. I mean EVERYTHING!  I didn’t see a wife or any family. It really doesn’t matter if he’s free or not because I want, what I want! Plus who could ever resist little me?

I hid in his bushes till he came home. Rather late, don’t you think? He was stumbling a little and didn’t even lock his door. I quietly crept up the stairs and took what I wanted.  He looked confused called me some ladies name. I rode him till I got all I wanted.  I don’t know if he was ever really awake!  

Now, it’s a month later and I am grounded.  Everyone is mad and I have very sore nipples to make things even worse. I’m also super horny! Go figure.

Now this annoyed girl is stuck inside her room for the whole entire holiday. My pain is your pleasure, giggles.  Call this horny girl who is stuck in her room. Please?

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Written By: AJ

      Well fuck, seems to me like you have a problem.  Somehow you got waylaid while out shopping for gifts for the wife and kids. Here you are in a seedy hotel off the highway, drunk and broke.  That isn’t the worst if it though, is it? 

                       You start to come out of your fog, and look around the room. You really don’t even remember getting there. Sitting on the bathroom floor in a puddle of who knows what, you wonder just where the fuck you are. Is that blood?

You stumble to the bedroom, and see the girls in your bed. You see the empty bottles, and the lines of white stuff on the nightstand.  You make some noise hoping the girls will wake up.  Maybe? You wonder if they are even alive. Oh god!!

The phone rings in the room. You ignore it, but it keeps ringing, making you a little crazy. You finally pick it up and you hear my voice. I instruct you to put the thumb drive in the tablet. You’re shaking and the girls still haven’t woken up.  There it is right before you. Your entire night and every twisted thing you did. 

Not quite the Christmas you expected perv, is it? 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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    Can you believe it’s almost Christmas?  It’s such a busy and exciting time. I had enough money to finish my shopping early because my neighbor had secrets he didn’t want me to tell.

You see, last year daddy bought me a telescope. He knew I loved to spy on our neighbors, and daddy loved it too. What fun secrets could we learn?

  Mrs. Marks has a lot of different men over to visit. Mommy called her a slut, but daddy really likes her.

Mr. Timmons never seems to have a date with a girl. Giggles, but he does have dates with men.

Ms. Ren the Algebra teacher really loves to entertain pretty ladies. 

My most fun neighbor is Mr. Blank. No, I can’t tell you his last name as he paid for my silence. He must have a lot of nieces or something like that. He has a lot of pretty little girls, just like me that are always in his house. They always leave smiling. I wonder if he has fun presents? 

          Don’t you think it’s time I took over a Christmas card to see what all the fuss is about? 

Written By: Katie

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                     I love my neighborhood, the people are so nice and always friendly. Saturday night right before the Winter Solstice, we always pile up in daddy’s big Subaru to look at all the decorations. My favorite is all the beautiful shiny colors for decorations. We have a new neighbor and he was giving treats to anyone who stopped to look and talk. His decorations were the best! He must have lots of kids. 

          Daddy wouldn’t stop for us. He mumbled something I really didn’t understand. Okay, whatever. I have a plan for later! I heard some fun rumors about my neighbor and just wanted to see for myself. 

After my brother and sister were asleep, I snuck out my window. People were still looking at the decorations and driving or walking about. I introduced myself to the man with the treats. He seemed nice enough. He had yummy gingerbread cookies and I ate several. We laughed and talked and everything looked so bright and pretty. Oh, I just love Christmas decorations. 

            What is going on? It looks like the sun is coming up. Whose bed am I in? Oh no, where are my clothes?

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Written By: Piper

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    I so fucking seriously hate this time of the year. Hands out, bells fucking ringing, just annoyance every where I go.  I do have a life, and really can’t escape all the nonsense. I lost Whamageddon, as soon as I entered the Pharmacy. Like I fucking said, I hate this time of the year. 

                     I was paid well to do a lame photo shoot, so now on to the bar to get obliterated. I listened to a conversation where this man was complaining  about his wife. She just doesn’t seem to get the fact he likes it a little rough. He likes his balls to be beat up. Punk music to my ears. 

    I ever so politely asked if I could help with that. He laughed, said I was such a tiny, and girly little thing. He said I couldn’t hurt a tiny kitten. That story is for another time, because hell fucking yes, I could hurt a kitten. 

               More details blah blah blah, and he was now naked, scared, and at my home. The drug I gave him had worn off and he was soon wide awake. He struggled against the leather ropes and then let out a loud moan. Ah, his tied up balls are beginning to turn a lovely shade of blue.

    He tried to beg, plead, and apologize. So annoying, but that’s what ball gags are for.  Merry Christmas, loser! 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

                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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                 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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            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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                       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