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Drink For Me?

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? Let’s play!

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
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Lucky You

               

  I’ve always been a girl who loves to sleep. My friends are so jealous because I can sleep through anything. I’m not shy either as we all sometimes fart in our sleep, and my farts smell wonderful!

                 After a big dinner of Texas Chili and a few beers, I was just full of my sweet perfume farts. It was getting late and I had a big day ahead of me and I fell asleep fast. I have my roommate coming in for the night, but fell right back to sleep. He’s a bit of a perv, but I don’t mind. If he  wants to lick my sweet ass while I sleep, who am I to complain? 

The sun was coming through the curtains, telling me it’s time to rise for the day. Oh, I’m feeling a stirring in my tummy. I race to the restroom, but the roommate stops me in the hallway. Oh man, it’s going to come out and on the white carpet. Our landlord will kill me!

                What is he doing? He lays on the carpet and tells me to squat over him. Oh god, here it comes all over him. 

I feel so much better, but now I’m so fucking horny and messy.

I jump in the shower and invite him in with me. I need a good ass fucking now! 

I bend over and he slams his dick into my dirty ass. Oh no, I’m not quite finished yet, I guess. We both explode at the same time in a mess of hot cum, and hot, messy shit.

 

Written By: Delaney
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Know Your Place

             

  We have known each other since forever. You were the annoying little fucker that followed me around. We both went our separate ways after school and you know blah, blah, blah. Normally, I don’t do reunions, but I was told he was going and I was curious to see the train wreck I used to torture. 

Within minutes, I was mind numbing fucking bored. Whatever. This was a boredom that even booze and drugs couldn’t fix. I walked around, talked to a few people till I found him. Looks like he’s gotten a bit of self confidence over the years. That’s my job, to tear him back down. 

A few drinks, some talk and I told him to meet me at my hotel at 1 am. Enough of this shit and I went back to my hotel.  I picked up a hot guy at the bar and took him up to my room.  Around 1 am, there was a knock at hotel room door.  My old friend arrives and finds me not alone, and spread out on the couch. 

                   He looks rather confused. I tell him that my cunt isn’t going to clean itself and my companions dick is also not going to suck itself. Get fucking to it!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Peeper Gets Put In His Place

        It looks like someone is eager for our appointment. You are very early. Oh, yes I see you staring into my window. I suppose you are feeling a tad jealous. Don’t worry there will be plenty for you when we are finished.

                  You will need to watch carefully, before I let you in. Look at how beautiful his cock is? Yours could never compare. Look how he goes slow at first, enjoying our foreplay. Then, watch how he fucks me. You could never make me feel like he does. 

Now, you may join us. It looks like someone is intrigued by my companion. Don’t worry, you will be getting a big taste of what he has. Let me help you on the examine table. No lab coat today. Get one last look of me in all my sexy glory. The anesthetic appears to have kicked in. 

You wake from it with a strange taste in your mouth. You remember that taste from when your annoying wife made you taste your own cum. You are aching a bit down below.  Even your bottom seems a bit sore. I smile and send you on your way completely confused.

 

Written By: Brianna
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I’m Inside Your Head

             I broke into your house while you were at work.  There’s something about you that makes me want to know more. 

I started in your big, fancy kitchen. I grabbed a craft beer and began to look around. You have no kids, but your fridge is stocked with kiddie treats. Interesting. I grab another beer and move on to the laundry room.  Girls panties, stained with blood. Try and explain that one, bitch!

On to your home office. I break into your desk and what do we have here? Passports in various names, injectable drugs, and lots of cash. I indulge in some of your drugs and turn on all the devices you have in and on your desk. Ah, porn, no surprise there. I can see some was filmed in here, in your office. Very predictable. 

Up the stairs to find a door locked from the outside. I bust the lock and there it is. Asleep and bound to the bed is a tiny little blonde. I can’t walk away, I have to do something. Save her? You must be fucking joking. I will become you. I’ll get in your head and do all the things you would do, and much more. 

Oh god, you see your house has been broken into.  You’re terrified. Is it the police? They found her? You hear voices, clearly it isn’t the police. You make your way up the stairs to find me doing everything you wanted to do but you were too much of a pussy.

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Daddy Is Drunk

         Oh gosh, phone sex daddy, were you drunk last night? Giggles. You don’t remember a thing, do you? Well daddy, let me tell you all about it and you can hand over your credit cards..

I woke up this morning to find daddy asleep and naked in my bed.  Maybe he thought I was mommy?  I wonder if he remembers anything about the night? I sure fucking do! 

I heard my bedroom door open. I heard a few bad words, as daddy bumped into my nightstand. Then the bed creaked, as he got into it with me. Daddy snuggled against me and what did I feel? I felt nothing, fucking nothing. Now, my feelings are terribly hurt. Daddy’s dick didn’t get hard for me. 

Now I’m really mad and I’m also horny, and I need a hard dick. I know, I know. I began to kiss his butt cheeks, and then bite a little. Daddy sort of moaned, then I began to lick his pucker and he really liked that. 

            Did I make the entire thing up to get daddy’s credit cards since no one can know? Maybe! Giggles. 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Where The Fuck Do You Think You’re Going

             Sometimes I really have to wonder just what the fuck these men are thinking.  Your wife tells me that every fucking time she makes plans for a romantic evening, you cancel once you see the sitter. Whenever her Book Club comes over, all of a sudden you are interested in reading. Her mother? Really?  Since it seems you can’t handle a date with your wife, she has decided that your manhood is useless to her.

  Sitting in a bar, flirting with barmaid, is not where you are supposed to be. I am creative, and I tell you to meet me in the bathroom for a quick, hot fuck. How filthy can we get? Let me handcuff you to the sink fixture. Now, I got you!

We could have done this the kind way, with a bit of anesthetic. We could have, but your attitude calls for pain. I don’t have a scalpel, but I do have a rusty old pocket knife. Of my, I have made quite the mess. 

 

 

Written By: Brianna
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Slay Bells

     

             Christmas is the most fucking annoying holiday. It’s like the annoyance hangs over Halloween, and then fuck it’s that day again.

What annoys me about it all?

Let’s start with the fucking bells.  Bells, fucking bells wherever you go. I came up with a fun little game. I call it Slay Bells. I know, I like drinking games as much as anyone, but this is far more twisted, and will excite my dark little heart.

Every time I hear a fucking bell jingling, I commit a gratuitous act of violence. Violent Night has nothing on me, when I am pissed!

There we have it. Big, fat pedo Santa ringing his bell and I am already seeing RED! I get him alone and shove the bell up his big, fat ass. That was fun, the perfect way to bring some holiday cheer. 

I truly despise malls. That’s where I will go next. Elves ringing bells? Time to get totally violent and creative. Come here Mrs. Santa, I want to play!

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Sticks And Stones

Aren’t you just the cutest fucking man. How fucking small are you?  I could pick you up and toss you like a rag doll. It excites you to see how tiny you are standing next to me.

You glance at my strong, muscular thighs and wonder if they could pop your head like a pimple. The sexy things I could do to those frail bones of yours. The veins in your tiny neck are sticking out so much, I could hit them tossing my knife. 

I wonder if you would pass out from the pain before I snapped all your frail bones. Let’s fucking find out.

  I take your hand in mine and bend it back till bones snap. Then I take you hip in my hand and standing behind you I snap your hip bone. It’s okay, I can hold up your tiny little body. Of course, it’s more rewarding watching you fall to the hard floor. 

    My favorite part is his tiny feet. The pain I can inflict on those is unbelievably exciting. With him on the ground, I begin jumping up and down on his thin chest.  Sexy!  I just love the sound of breaking, and splintering bones. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Mean Mommy Georgia

Do you think you can handle an experienced mean Mommy? I’m not talking about a little slap on your ass. I’m going to give you extreme orgasm denial, face-sitting, and so much more.

I’m a cruel Mommy but it’s for your own good. You need some discipline. All the women in your life can thank me for it later. When I’m done with you, you’ll know how to please a woman the right way. 

If you’re looking for a strict Mommy who pushes boundaries, then come here boy! All you need to remember is one thing- My Rules- My Way!

 

 

Written By: Georgia
Call Georgia @ 1-866-792-6237
Email- nawtylilgeorgia@aol.com