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Back Alleys And Trashy Massage Studios

I get bored very fucking easily and sometimes I need a little filthy, nasty sex to get me going. Not your cock in cunt vanilla shit, but something so taboo, when done you ask yourself, “what the fuck is wrong with me” kind of sex. 

I always go out of town for what I’m looking for. Way to nasty for me to be recognized by any one I might know. A few towns up from me is this little massage parlor. They pride themselves in the different, unusual and at times, very fucking young.  They know exactly what my gentleman friend and I were craving. 

The girl that was sent in to us, just wasn’t what we wanted. Too old and used. When she said there was no one else on today, I asked about the cute, little thing sitting out front. She said it was her daughter and off limits. Nothing is off limits to me and my friend.

We just grabbed who we wanted, tossed some money at her mom and locked the door to the studio. I told the bitch in charge, we were now closed for the day.

What do you think we did to that young, virgin black girl? 

 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Deep Dive

   You can’t believe your luck! Some men would think this was a trap, but not you. You’re rich, handsome, and all the women seem to want you. You weren’t at the bar for more than 5 minutes before I approach you and buy you a drink. No need to drink what you’re used too. Get the super expensive liquor, of course you’re worth it. 

Just a few hours later, I’m at your home. You have me eating out of your hand, don’t you? Or maybe not! I suggest you get comfy in your bedroom and soon, I’ll join you. I mix another drink and slip something into it. 

With you passed out, I start my plan. I do a deep dive into all your devices. Look at that, a fucking burner phone. After checking your devices, and drawers, I see you’re actually pretty normal. Just the typical vanilla lifestyle. 

I’m always prepared for this and make several calls. You finally wake up to see your home in shambles. Who are these young girls naked in your house? What the fuck even happened last night? 

What happened last night is now I control your life. Everything you own is now mine. You begin to wonder if you actually fucked those girls, or if you and I did? 

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Bad Things

                 

   I’ve always been the good girl. The woman everyone can count on to make the right and moral decision. Never drink too much, and don’t date the bad boys.

You know what? I’m tired of it and bored with it. Even I have deviant needs. What do you do if your partner just doesn’t have the same twisted thoughts as you? You find a bad guy, a twisted one that will help you satisfy your needs. 

                       The man part was easy. Done and dusted after one hour at a dive bar.

Now on to part 2. The boring little blonde, she will do. I set up a fake modeling shoot for her. She’s so excited. I hand her a bottle of water to drink and she asks when we’ll do her makeup? 

She’s getting dizzy and my accomplice carries her down to the basement. She wakes a few hours later surrounded by a group of men. Did I say she was modeling for us?  Well, that wasn’t exactly the truth, was it?

 

Written By: Daphne
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Your Boss’s Daughter

            Just look at her with her tiny little body. Fuck is she cute, isn’t she? If only you didn’t have to constantly see her. At least summer is over so she won’t be playing at the office day care every day. 

    It’s her last day there till next summer. She knocks on your office door to say “bye”. She even has a little gift for you in her tiny hand. You accept the gift, and she giggles. She is trying to sit on your lap again. Just this one time you think, make the little girl happy.

She is excitedly telling you about this year in school. God, will she ever sit still. She is making things very hard for you. You wonder if she can feel your hard cock  and would she even know what is happening? 

       You adjust your pants a bit. You can feel her soft thighs against you now with her little dress riding up. You can’t believe it! Your cock is against her pink cotton panties. Maybe if you just move a little against her.  

                             That tender little pussy is right there, and she wants you!

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Written By: Brianna
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There Is No Such Thing As A Bad Cock

I sort of giggled to myself when I said that! I mean a guy can’t help it if he is built like a little boy at 55. He can’t help it, but I can help myself to something way bigger! 

Can you imagine? Little me all excited and ready and then I see basically nothing? Mr. Empty Pants, I will call you. I guess you can just sit in the corner and see what a real man looks like. A real man can fill up my hungry little mouth and pussy. A real man gets anything he wants, like my hot, little tongue rimming his ass. Imagine how tight my tiny butthole is? Oh wait, I think yours is just too little and soft to push in.

                        So you see, your cock is really good for nothing with me. Don’t worry little man, I’m sure there’s a place for you as a cuckold.

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Total Failure

Do you know what I need? Something, big, thick, and very hard. I wonder if you measure up? 

Can you even imagine the disappointment on my face when I pull down a zipper with my teeth, only to find a little worm of a man?  You would have totally disappointed me and I still need to feel something powerful between my legs. 

What becomes of a man who can’t give me what I need? I take something else from him! The only difference is you’re a bitch and what I will feel between my legs is my own girl cock. 

Had you been a good boy and informed me of the pathetic things between your legs, things could have been different. I could have prepared you, I could have used my warm, wet tongue to prep you, but you’re not worthy of any perks from me. 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Cunt Tease

           

                Your pretty blonde wife is nothing but a cunt tease and I won’t have it!  When I saw you both at an after hours bar, it was clear to me that you both wanted to have a bit of fun. Those kisses she planted on me had me wet in an instant.

Then what?

We get to your house and she announces she has a headache and I need to leave. The look on your face tells me it all. I guess I’m going to have to rape your fucking wife. 

I push her down to the floor, pull my panties to the side, and I sit on her face. She’s trying to turn her head, but I want that wet tongue in my ass.  Then I grab the vibe her husband handed me and I put it on her clit, making her cum over, and over again. 

Her husband is sitting on the chair stroking his impressive cock. I might need a taste of that later. Maybe make her watch while I do all the things she would never do. 

I’m getting a tad bored now. I text some of my friends male and female, and rape her over, and over until all she can do is grunt.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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This Could Be Us

                        

Giggles!  Oh, I didn’t mean it would be me sucking your cock. You are just too fucking funny! Plus, your cock sure doesn’t look like his. Why is that? LOL.

   What I meant was for you to get down on your fucking knees, right beside your girl, Torrie. Come on, open that pretty little mouth of yours. Don’t make me slap you!

Lick that sexy tip, taste his pre-cum? I know what you are really hungry for. Push that tongue in his ass, tongue fuck it until you taste a secret surprise.

Now it’s time for me to enjoy that big ass cock. On your knees again, just by my little cunt and his enormous cock. Now open your mouth for all the juice’s. You just can’t get enough coc, and sexy fluids, can you? 

 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Under A Blood Moon

You can’t believe how sleepy you’re getting. It must have been from the big lunch you just had at the seedy little diner. You think that maybe you better find a motel and get some sleep. 

You turn around, and go back to the motel you saw by the diner.  Not your style, but sometimes slumming can be fun.

A pretty young blonde checks you in and hands you a room key. She smiles when you ask if there’s a bar nearby. She points to a little building, more like a shack and tells you that’s the best place to go for a drink and some fun.

A shower revived you, and you dress and check out the bar. It’s very quiet. A few men at the bar, a few more at tables. After a few drinks, you feel tired again. A tad wobbly as well. You see the pretty blonde from the motel, and then you pass out.

You come too and you’re naked and strapped to a bed. You smell something sweet, so sticky sweet.  You see me, and my girls. Tiny, skinny little things with flat chests wearing shiny corsets. They’re surrounding you. You feel their tiny fingers, and tiny bodies are all over you. 

                  You wake up the next morning refreshed and a bit confused by the mess in your room. Your body is sore and when you shower you notice little bite marks all around your cock and balls. 

Don’t leave, not just yet!

 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Groomed

You are a very important business man with a very specific taste in women. Actually, I should say girls to be most accurate. Young, skinny, eager, and blonde.  I like a man who knows exactly what he wants. You live in the house at the end of the road. The huge one with a swimming pool, and a high security gate. Your parties are epic and secret.

I was just the person who delivered lunch to your office, but I made you see more in me, I made you see just how helpful I could be. Slowly, I began taking over your life. I even delivered your illicit requests.

The first party went well. I found you just what sort of merchandise you wanted.  Girls and drugs. I seemed to be always there. Helping you fuck her, helping you keep your secrets. I groomed all the girls for you and your friends.

After a few parties, you began to get more brave in your affairs. You even made sure all was saved on video to watch over, and over.

I know you better than you know yourself. The next party was private. Just you and all the little party favors. But you see, it wasn’t the girls getting groomed, it was you. You have so much and I want it all.

You don’t want me to go to the press with all I know, now do you? Hand it all over, and all will be fine.

 

Written By: Fetishista Frankie
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