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No Limits with Cameron

I know you watch them run around all weekend long. It’s the end of summer and they’re still taunting you running around in their tight little shorts. They run up and down the street with their friends playing, giggling and laughing. Your mind starts to run wild with your taboo fantasies. Thinking about what you could do with a mouth full of those barely legal tits. It’s all very tempting. The good thing is that I’m here for you to fulfill your fantasies. I’ll do what others won’t do. I’ll go out and find them and deliver them back to you. Bringing you that sweet little bald phone sex pussy. Let me be your kid sister and we will be the dynamic duo. We’ll make it a family thing. I have no problem holding them down spreading their legs while you feel that soft, smooth skin before we corrupt them and take their virginity. I’m the best phone sex sister you could ever ask for. I’ll be right by your side on every adventure we go on.

Serial Killers

Do you ever wonder why all the hot chicks like me have a twisted attraction to serial killers? Some want to fuck them and be their bitch, unlike me who wants to be them. I watch their bio’s constantly and imagine taking someone’s life. Of course, I would love a loyal accomplice to take the heat if I was ever caught.

I am taking a course in which we study serial killers and what drives them to rape, torture and snuff. In the movie Devil’s Rejects, I so wanted to be one of the bunch. Some might consider them depraved killers but to me it was like watching a porn.

I have been watching all the other people in my classes carefully trying to decide who is there for the same reasons as me. I can tell, I can feel it and I think I have found a couple just like me. We have plans this weekend to go for coffee and to discuss our favorite killers. I want more than that though. I am also taking classes that will start me on my way to becoming one of the good guys.  Think about it, what better way to learn how to get away with a murder.

How about you? What kind of sick idea’s and scenarios do you play over in your head when you are stroking that huge cock of yours? Give me a call, let’s put our heads together and plan something that will be one for the books and make us famous. I promise you that you won’t regret our deviant and twisted call.

Maleficent Malaya

Party Slut

It was a crazy weekend and Rachel had a little too much to drink! I woke up yesterday and could barely remember anything. The entire weekend was a complete blur. I sat up in bed and looked around, confused. “What the fuck did I do?” I slowly stood up and walked over to the mirror to look at my naked body. I was covered in bruises and scratches… and there was a bite mark on one of my tits. I lifted my hands to touch them and they were still very tender. My ass was a little sore as well and I turned to look at the rest of me. I saw more scratches on my back and multiple hand prints across my ass, along with the words “Cum Dump” written in what looked like lip stick, holy fuck! I turned back around and looked at my pussy. It was red and had obviously taken a lot of abuse. I reached down to massage it a little.. and pulled back fingers covered in cum. That’s when I realized that I wasn’t just the life of the party the last couple of days.. I was the entertainment. My phone started buzzing and I walked over to check it. I found dozens of pictures of myself in different positions, taking cock from every angle. The last message I received said, “Expect me at midnight.. I’ll tell you everything.”

To be continued…. 😉

Hotel Renovations

The hotel I work for has been doing a lot of renovations. It makes it a little difficult to find the lounge, restaurant and club as things have been moved around so they are still available.

It was almost 2am and one of our regulars asked if I could help him find the lounge before last call. I was curious because since he has a penthouse there is a full bar. We joked back and forth about me just being his barmaid since I was having problems finding the cocktail lounge too.

We ended up at his Penthouse and he said he was serious about me making drinks. We entered his suite and it was fucking amazing. I hadn’t seen the full floor ones yet. I made him a drink and he went to the bathroom to get comfortable. By then, I took the liberty of fixing two Moscow Mules and had his bed turned down.

I asked him if there was anything else I could do as I had to attempt to keep things professional. Clearly he did not! Next thing I knew, he had his tongue in my mouth and his hand between my legs. He had a sexy, wicked laugh and when he saw my panties were soaked he looked and me with a dirty grin. After he stripped naked, he demanded I fix two more drinks and slowly dance for him. I heard a knock at the door and he motioned for me to open it. There was 3 more gentlemen at the door. Looks like he had a party planned.

Flat Chests and Single Digits

ROFLMFAO! If you are reading this you know exactly what I mean. Holding in the urge, are you? We both know it won’t be for very long. Silky, soft skin with no stubble to irritate your cock and balls. No big boobs hanging and bouncing, just soft, flat and yours!

There is just one small problem. You are too much of a loser to do it yourself. The sweet ones love and trust me and you need my help. How do you come crawling back to me when you said you no longer had the craving? You have it bad and it makes you feel like you are losing your mind.

Just come back to me on your knees and I will help you get the soft little thing in yoga pants. You might have to suck up all the humiliation but you know what you need and only I can help.

Evil Goth Chick Ivy

Real Men Ride Harleys

I went to get some ink last week as I needed to feel the burn and noticed a bike shop opened next door in the vacant spot. I don’t need to dress like a slut or give blow jobs to get my ink free as quite frankly the little bitches and wannabe’s in shop seem afraid of me. Weather had cooled and I was in high boots, tattered jeans and a new leather jacket over my tank top. An extremely hot and muscled  young man was working on a Harley building up a sweat.

I got my Ink and was treated as a queen as usual. What did I get and where? That is none of your fucking business unless you have what I desire. On the way to my tricked out Mustang he smiled at me and came over to admire my car. He tried to make small talk but when I see something I want I don’t do small talk.

We went to a nearby biker bar and tossed down a few. I was dripping wet and so in the fucking mood for some big, thick cock ramming my holes. I take what I want so I put my hand in his jeans. What the fuck? It couldn’t have been but 4 inches. I guess he didn’t get it, or maybe he wanted to see me mad. I excused myself and while he waited found myself a real man, one worthy of this bad bitch.

When I returned I told him he had two choices for disappointing me. One was to get his balls annihilated by my boots, fists and knees and the other was to suck off all the bikers in the club. Want to talk about it some more and the choice he made? Give me a call and I just might spill it all.

Watching

You’ve been watching me, plotting and planning your move. You watch me walk home from school, chatting with my girlfriends, not paying any attention to my surroundings. You know I’ll be an easy target for you. I won’t even put up a fight. You know my schedule and habits. You know that I sleep naked, you know everything there is to know about me. You sit and think about it every night while you look at my pictures and stroke your cock. You even imagine me while you fuck your wife. If you squint, she kind of looks like me and you can cum. But not for much longer. Your wife will be away and you’ll finally get the chance to live out your fantasy with me.
The day finally arrives. You’ve worked your plan out over and over in your mind. You go out and kiss her good-bye, then look at my bedroom window. You make your way into the house and up the stairs to my bedroom. You put your hand on my bedroom door and push it open. I’m sitting there on the bed. I look up at you as you enter the room. I smile. “Hey step-daddy…”

I DARE YOU

I know you are completely fascinated by goth chicks. In school you were afraid of us but once you got home you would google for goth porn. LOSER! I mean really if your friends only knew what would they think. What you didn’t know was all men lust goth girls, you weren’t alone. Sadly for you lusting and having were two different things.

I might tell you that goth girls aren’t drug using, thrill seeking dominants sluts but well I know I fucking am. You only have one life bitch so live it hard, fast and nasty taking anything you desire.

Just what do you desire?  It would be my pleasure to take you on a path of darkness and depravity. Once you let your desires take over there is no place I won’t take you. Are you into pain, drugs, forced bi, taking the little ones and destroying them?  Once you cum with me to the dark side you will never cum back.

Cum with Poison Ivy, let me Poison your soul!

Sex, Drugs and Ivy

It is finally the weekend bitches and this fucking week has dragged on. I don’t know about you but I need booze, drugs, victims and fucking. I will supply the “party favors” and you supply the rest. Let’s be honest getting victims is just not your speciality. The little ones don’t really trust you but they just are drawn to goth girls like me.

Once I get things settled in my basement you can have a look while I do some shots and snort a few lines. When I come downstairs the victims are crying and you are sitting there stroking your cock. Really dude? Not listening to me can take you places you really don’t want to go.

I will calm the toys down while you go up and have some liquid courage. You come down ready to play and I have things taken care of and in restraints. I do another line and begin to document our little night of debauchery. I was always good with a camera. Now, fuckwad as our agreement you hand me over a new credit card and I hand you over the flashpen.

Twisted Goth Girl Ivy for Deviant Adventures

Your fucked

Last night a few of the sorority bitches came over asking if I could get them some of the “good stuff”. Imagine me wasting anything on them. Normally surprise visits  make me want to stick a boot heel up someone’s ass but this might be fun. I took their money and texted a couple of my guy friends. I told them to bring over some Special K as I wasn’t wasting the good stuff.

The guys came over and handed me three vials. I explained they had to put it in booze straight up and soon the were passed out on the floor. I let the guys do their thing. I get it, like fucking a dead body that doesn’t smell rotted. They helped me get them to the attic where we chained them up. Now here is where my plastic fetish comes in.

The smell of someone sweating from fear wearing a plastic raincoat is fucking hot. Okay to me all fear makes me drip juices down my pale thighs. We pulled off what was left of their designer shit just about when they were coming to. The guys helped me stand them up still in chains and I put a raincoat backwards on all 3 stupid twats. Then the tears and pleading started. Too fucking funny as we all kind of didn’t give a fucking shit. My favorite part was pulling the hood over their still out of it faces. Imagine trying to breathe with a plastic hood over your face.

The plastic was going more in their mouths and they were having a really hard time breathing. Yeah, I was getting bored about now and wanted to see a death metal band later. The had all fallen by now and I poked them with a tire iron and none were moving. Next time I need to think this out better as I wanted to hang them and watch them twitch. The guys promised to clean up if I let them stay and fuck them some more. I love my men friends.  Later Bitches.

Malicious Malaya