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Hard, Nasty and Fast

         

          Sometimes I need something a bit nasty to get me off.  Some might say I’m a bit jaded, but boring vanilla or a stab at being edgy just doesn’t work for me. I need, what I need! What you call jaded, I call being a dirty bitch who needs a lot to get off. 

I found an old porn of gang bangs. There was what looked like hundreds of men all lined up to fuck. They didn’t even get to cum, it was so fast. Sort of like in and then out.  Next! Fuck, that’s so hot.

I pulled out all my toys and watched. Nothing and I mean nothing was doing it for me. 

Maybe a bookstore, or even adult movie theater?  It’s a shame women aren’t allowed in bath houses.

I decided to just walk a bit downtown to see what I could find. There was a group of young men playing basketball. I sat and watched them for a bit, until they noticed me. 

One of the men approached me and asked what I was looking for. I was feeling so nasty today, I just squeezed his dick through his pants and smiled.  I told him to follow me with all his friends. I walked to the park public bathroom and motioned for them to join me. 

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Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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Piss Off

 

      All long day of working out in the sun makes a person rather fucking thirsty. Every day you come into the little café I own and stare at me. You ask for a tall glass of iced tea with mint and lemon. You stir it until the ice melts, while you fucking stare. You smile, walk past me and head for the bathroom. The other patrons begin to complain as they wonder what is taking you so long in there.

              I begin to notice something odd, even for you. The bathroom seems spotless once you use it. Are you trying to get a job as a janitor? You’re one strange fucker.  

Next day, same situation. We are out of iced tea, but I fucking wonder? I don’t even try to hide what I am about to do. I smile at him, take a tall amber colored tea glass, and head for the bathroom. I hold it under my pussy and piss until it’s almost full.

Clumsy woman, I got a bit of piss on my panties. I wring them out into the glass and head back to the man. I hand him the glass and wink.

Drink my tangy, warm piss. 

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Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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What Are You Waiting For

    I see you looking in on my boyfriend and I. You are just dying to join us. That little clitty of yours is rock hard, and throbbing now. You so badly want to put your mouth right there at my holes. 

                   Aren’t you the lucky asswipe! My boyfriend has agreed to let you join in. First though, I have a tiny little problem. My bottom needs a cleaning before he fucks it. Get in there, yummy for your tummy! Lick and lick till my ass is perfectly clean. There ya go! 

                  Suck his cock, show him just how excited you are. Now, guide it into my tight asshole. Slow down, you little shit stain. Now, you are in charge of keeping my asshole and his dick super wet. Get down there, keep your tongue right at my perfect, shitty little asshole. 

Don’t get greedy, you cunt, that big, beautiful dick is mine! Sometimes, though, I don’t really like jizz dripping out of my ass all day. Get over here cum dump and bend over, spread your cheeks, and do your job!

 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Twisted and Violent

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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A Man Is In My House

 

      It’s almost Valentine’s Day and I wanted to wear something special for my new boyfriend. I was trying on some of my lingerie and dresses when I heard a loud noise. I decided it was my imagination, and kept trying on everything I had that was red. 

I look up in the mirror and see a man behind me.  I try to scream, but he covers up my mouth. His hands smell odd, maybe like a cigar. I try and stab him with my manicure scissors, but he is too big for me. He just laughs.

He promises he won’t hurt me if I am a good girl. I feel odd. Like scared, but at the same time a little excited. Like sexual excitement? How can that be? He makes me walk to my bedroom. He is commenting on my body as I walk.  Why do I feel wetness between my shaking legs?

He pushes me down on my bed and takes off all his clothes. Oh wow, my boyfriend isn’t that size. He is kissing down my body and it feels amazing. I don’t want to cum. That would be gross as he is forcing me. He is pushing inside of me and I have never, ever felt anything so good.

Oh god, I hope my boyfriend never finds out. 

 

    

Written By: Emily
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God Damn Cunt Of A Man

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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When I Think About You

Admit it, I know you just sang that! It’s super true though. How fucking long has it been since I have heard that sexy voice of yours?  I truly miss you, babe. I miss your voice, I miss your cock, I miss our talks, but most of all, I fucking miss you!

What is a woman supposed to do when the man she loves to phone fuck hasn’t been around in a bit? I’ve tried to play with others, but you know what you do to me. Us together, phone fucking is just hot as in person. Fuck, maybe even hotter.

I have a plan. I’m taking out my toys, getting comfy and will think of you. Maybe, just maybe that all my intense, hot, longing for you will do the trick!  

Don’t make me wait at longer for your gorgeous big cock. 

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Christmas Comes But Once A Year

                   You poor man, you get it only on your birthday, and Christmas.  Sort of sucks to be you! I never really understood why, till today.

Hiding passwords from me is useless.  Why do you think your house is never clean when I am done? It’s because  I play on your computer all day, and there is no way you will get away with telling me to stop it. Getting nervous, are you? You know exactly what I saw.

This is how it is going to go from here on.  You will do the work for me, and pay me triple. You will service me, and my boyfriend whenever we say. If you don’t, I will show everyone just what I saw on your computer. 

                   You seem to doubt me? Are you trying to like touch me or something? I guess I need to refresh your memory. Let’s turn this on.

Oh look here!  You down on all fours with your face in a dog bowl.  Is that Michael from school? Oh, wow it looks like someone loves it up his flabby ass. You are now down on your knees, and Michael is sitting on your face, and…..OMG!!  Did you just eat that.  Oh dear, where are my manners? Let me pull down my shorts, and give you something to wash it down! 

 

Written By: Teen Torrie
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Merry Christmas, Perv

               

      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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Merry, Go Fuck Yourself

               

    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
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