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You Missed A Spot

Seems like someone is in big trouble with me. Imagine my annoyance and surprise when I pulled down my silk panties to find a brown spot. To make matters worse, I was with my favorite fuck. I know you don’t expect him to be a clean up boy? Do you, bitch? 

            Now you have an even bigger clean-up job to take care of.  You’re in for quite the treat, as this will be so messy. Is that dried jizz between my perfect tits? Apparently it is, so get to cleaning it. Is it caked up all in my ass crack?  You have no one to thank but yourself for that. 

Spread my cheeks wide. Just look at that big, sexy mess. I suggest you put a pillow under those boney knees, because this is going to take a long time to clean up

 

Written By: Delaney
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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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Happy Jerk It Month

             Someone really needs to explain to me that May is for Masturbation Month? When isn’t there a month without masturbation!  Oh, I get it. Maybe you’ll just be more creative and jerk it more? Of course, you think maybe you just aren’t all that creative. Don’t you think I should be the judge of that?

You could get off by yourself, but what the fuck would be the fun in that? Are you a little shy? Not really in the mood to talk? Perfect! I love shy guys and wouldn’t it be sexy to just listen to each other getting off? 

Maybe you’re a role-play guy? I bet you have many hot fantasies for us to explore. Let’s share our stories and fantasies. 

             Happy every month is Masturbation Month.

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Written By: Harleyhttp://theklassykat.com/user_images/tkk_harley.jpg
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Broken

 You like them broken, don’t you? Don’t look away from me. We both know exactly what the fuck I am talking about. Lonely, curious, sad, and very ignored. That sort of thing is what makes your dick twitch. Summer is almost here, and the parks, pools and streets will be filled with little, cute, latch keys. So you wonder just what is a Latch Key Kid. Home alone, mostly poor, and single mother works. So vulnerable. 

She’s licking an ice cream cone at the 7-11. You watch the tiny tongue as she licks. Some has melted, dripping down her t-shirt, making the adorable little bumps on chest visible. You sigh deeply, and slide your hand in your sweat pants. 

No one else is around except the store clerk. She has dropped her cone and is crying. You buy one from the clerk and you both exchange knowing looks. 

You sit in your car and show her the cone. She walks over to you and gets into your car. You hand her the dripping, vanilla cone. She asks you where you’re taking her. You smile, and never answer her. 

 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx
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Summer Heat

 

  

You know what I like about fucking Summer? One season closer to Fall. This year the heat started early. The cool thing is from my apartment roof I can watch so much of the city and it’s dweller’s. A blanket, booze, and music, and I’m ready to watch the world from my own little spot. 

Ever wonder what goes on when people think they’re behind closed doors? Like the big white house and it inhabitants. Small blonde girl and her dad is all I ever see. They always look so fucking friendly to each other, not in a dad/daughter kind of way. Time and exploration is what I need to find the truth to it all. Like I said, I’m hot, bored, and love dirty drama; and a chance to exploit it.

                 Next it’s time to insert myself into their lives. Ever so helpful in recommending schools, places to eat, and of course, alarm companies and such. I even suggested Teddy Cams, as he will want to know what his baby girl is up too. What he won’t know is that I’ll have viewing access to all the cams. 

What am I gathering this information for? Blackmail bitches!  You don’t expect me to earn my money the mundane way, do you? 

  

 

 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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Morning Coffee

   

       

I was running so late this morning that I didn’t have time to take care of personal matters. I wasn’t but a few minutes into my Starbucks Carmel Frapp, when I knew my tummy was brewing.  I do love that feeling. The problem was I love to play with my clit while pooping, but I was at Starbucks. I felt like both ends needed attention.

                 I ran to the restroom, and noticed a bit of brown when I pulled down my panties. Now, I was really getting horny. My panties smelled so fucking good. Maybe if I smear a bit of the smelly, warm brown stuff on my nipples. Oh, that fucking feels so good. 

There’s a knock at the restroom door. He asks me if I could possibly hurry. I wonder if he can smell my pussy and ass? Should I? I tell him, the door isn’t locked. 

 

Written By: Delaney
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What’s Red and Brown All Over

                 You just can’t wait to see me in person. We met online, and we have been teasing, and flirting.  You seem to like a girl in control, don’t you? 

   We met at my favorite Mexican restaurant.  You looked so sexy in your tight jeans, and button up shirt. We had Margaritas, and ate till full. I actually have one hell of an appetite for a small girl. Guys can’t believe how much I can shove in my mouth. LOL!

We got back to my house, and clothes were off before we even made it past the front door. I was so fucking horny! I was getting this feeling in my tummy. I did eat a lot, but it was more than that. Maybe cramps?  Sex and exercise is always good for that, so we kept going. 

The room was pretty dark, and we never got around to turning on the lights. You spent hours between my legs. I came over, and over again on your face. We kept at it for hours, till we finally passed out.

I woke up to the sun coming in the window, when I got the first look at your face.  What’s red and brown all over? 

 

Written By: Delaney
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Follow Me

             

     It’s a long, lonely walk up those stairs, isn’t it? You stand there and sigh. You can feel your cock growing stiff. He’s up there, just as fucking cute as can be. You go back to your den. You try to look at some porn. Porn isn’t very satisfying, when you can’t look at the dark stuff. You are shaking as you go on the special section of The Dark Web. You quickly turn it off and snort up a line.

Now you are pacing the floor. You try, and calm down with a drink. She won’t be home for another 2 hours. Maybe just a peak in his room. More liquid courage and another line. You finally summon up the courage to call me. 

Follow me up the stairs. Come on, because you know you are craving it. 

                   Call me to make all your dark, disturbing, and twisted fantasies come true. Why deprive yourself, when you can call me?

 

 Written By: Poison Ivy
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Shit Prints

 

My married lover loves to see my cute pink lip prints all over his body. I love to kiss every inch of him, leaving my shiny lip gloss everywhere. It makes him smell so sexy too from all the different scents.

Have you ever been so fucking horny, that nothing else matters? You know that kind. Where you just don’t care if you forget to shave, or wash perfectly, you just want to fuck!

We were really getting into it. My lips, and tongue were everywhere. As I began kissing back up his body, I noticed my gloss no longer smelled like vanilla and mint. It sort of smelled earthy. I looked at his chest and the pink lip prints had turned to brown. I could try and hide it. Maybe apply some more pink gloss to my lips.

Was it from him or me? He’s eating my ass out so good, that I stop thinking about it. It feels so good with his tongue buried deep in my shit. He comes back up and kisses me deeply. It definitely isn’t my gloss I feel and taste. His cock is buried in my ass and he is pounding me. I hear him moan to give it to him. He came so fucking hard while his cock was buried in my shitty ass.

 

Written By: Delaney
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