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10 things to know about your little daughters

  • Tell us how pretty we are
  • We all want to be big girls, so let us play big girl games with you
  • All little girls love to keep secrets with daddy
  • We really do believe if you spank us that means you love us
  • We want to do EVERYTHING better than mommy does
  • Our little clittys need luv too
  • Little cunnies are always wet and ready
  • Sometimes we do bad things because we want daddys attention.
  • I always sneak to your room late and night and watch you and mommy

MOST IMPORTANTLY

  • If it doesn’t fit then FORCE IT!

My Son

I walked in the attorney’s office distraught and confused. It’s bad enough when a wife becomes a widow but a post funeral controversy adds insult to injury. I was wearing all black and dressed as professional as I could muster. With a black coat and black skirt I looked like a business goth. I even had on dark makeup and my hair was in a tightly pulled bun. I had an 11:00 appointment with the family lawyer Lance Edwards and his secretary Beth ushered me in at 11:00 on the dot. I walked right in as she shut the door. Standing right over his desk and ignoring his greeting I said “Lance what the hell is going on? What do you mean there’s an issue with his will?” I was furious. They called just two days after his death and were very vague meaning I had to meet them now. “Well Mrs. White after examining your husband’s will, we found something quirky that puts a huge twist on his possessions and assets.” He got up from his desk a piece of paper in hand and sat beside me on the sofa and as he did he handed me a glass of water. “Alright cut the bullshit what’s going on?” He gave a heavy sigh and showed me a piece of my late husband’s will. I just stared at the paper in utter bewilderment. What did this mean? It was a will he had passed all of his things down to me what the hell was the big deal? Seeing my confusion he read, “All of my possessions assets, funds, and anything of monetary value, this includes home, cars, stocks, property, life insurance etc. is to be passed to the next person carrying the family name so that it shall be preserved and prosper. I am sorry to inform you Mrs. White that nothing you or your husband jointly owned belongs to you, rather it belongs to your son Harry. He is the one who carries the family name.” He continued before I could interrupt. “He is a male and when he marries his wife and kids will bear his name but you will carry your maiden name or the name of anyone you marry. Even if you don’t marry but were to have another child they would bear their father’s name.” So there it was I was left with nothing my son left with everything. He had just become insanely wealthy in a matter of fifteen minutes.

It didn’t take long for my son to use this power. I no longer had access to money without his permission or a new job which in this economy probably wasn’t going to happen. My son knew this and took full advantage. From the moment I arrived home from the lawyer’s office he took control. He had nothing to do with creating the will but he sure was the master of it. I was now my son’s maid, cook, and servant. I had lost all my authority and this was further exasperated when he told me that unless he wanted to be kicked out of his house, I needed to suck his cock. I was horrified but he was persistent. When I refused he began to gather what little I owned and put it in a bag. I didn’t want to be homeless so shameful humiliated and embarrassed I got down on my knees as he asked and took out his cock. I was being raped by my own son forced to do his sexual bidding or suffer the consequences. I took his cock out and began rubbing it with my hands and it slowly sprang to life. I was so ashamed and it was so disgusting touching my own son but he forced me to suck his cock taking it deep and fast until I was deep-throating him. I tried to do a lame job but in his eyes that only meant I needed more practice so it was better to do it right and get it over with. I was in tears as he forced my head down on his cock making me choke and gag.

It didn’t get much better. He tore off my clothes and began to rape my breasts with his cock shoving them between my tits and making a tight pussy. He had his way, sucking my nipples and fondling my tits and I was powerless to stop it. It didn’t end there despite my desperate pleas and cries. He just thrust my legs open and began rubbing my cunt even sliding two fingers in hard and deep as I screamed. “NO SON PLEASE DON’T RAPE MY PUSSY YOU HAVE GONE FAR ENOUGH PLEASE!” This had no effect oh him as he began to lick my pussy out even nibbling my clit. Making matters worse I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t getting turned on when my pussy began to drip. He just laughed at this and said “See Mom you enjoy it” and without another protest he plowed into my pussy. He raped me hard and deep going faster and harder with each thrust. The excitement and forbidden nature of the incest seemed to be turning him on as he grew thicker inside me. As the rape went on I could feel my pussy sopping wet and despite my sobs and cries at the horrid nature of this act I came all over his cock sending him over the edge where he too exploded into the depths of my cunt.

Now my son does whatever he wants to me sexually and beyond because as he puts it “I am not his mother but his slave.”

Kenzie’s best lil whorehouse!!

kenzie!I just have to tell you all about the best fantasy I have heard lately. Pretend you are a man on his first visit to a real honest to goodness whorehouse.  You walk in, scared and unsure, and I meet you at the door.

“Good afternoon, you’re right on time,” I say.  “Welcome to the Imperial Palace.  I am sure we will have exactly what you are looking for.  I am Kenzie, the owner and manager.”  I shake your hand and offer you a chair and some tea. I can see you are a little nervous and anxious.

“I’d like to show you some of the rooms we have here.  Once you decide on a room, we can choose your girl.”  I begin asking you questions about you and what you might be interested in.  If you are more of a dominant man or a submissive, if you are looking for hot sex or something more exotic.  Your eyes sparkle when I mention exotic.  I smile and I lead you to the rooms.

As I show you each room, you begin to get more and more anxious, I know I need to find you a girl soon.  I show you rooms with leather, lace, toys, a bed, all different choices.  You choose the fetish room.  I smile bigger.

I tell you it’s time to choose a girl.  I bring out a long line of girls for you-  tall girls, short girls, very thin girls, curvy girls, girls of all different colors, even a set of twins.  You look at all the girls and I can see you getting more and more aroused .  However, you turn down girl after girl.  After the last, I turn to you, asking what you think.  You tell me there is one girl you were interested in, and only one girl.  I ask you who she is.  You look me straight in the eyes, and say… YOU.

~to be continue~

Naughty lil whore,

Kenzie

Want to rape me?

As I walk down the hallway at work to finally head home after a long day I get chills down my back.  I always do when going home so late.  Paranoid, looking around every corner, suspicious of every shadow.

I realized a long time ago its not fear, its apprehension.  Or actually a “wish” factor.  I wish one day while leaving the office some strange man would grab me from behind, just as I am entering the elevator.  I fantasize that I can smell his cologne, the tooth paste on his breath while he whispers to me not to scream.  The shoe polish from his shoes.  The heat from his body as he is pushed up against my body from behind.  The anticipation is building.  I can smell pure testosterone in the air, that mixed with the slight musk of adrenalyn.  He pushes his groin against me and through his pants I feel an erection of steel.

His finger nails dig in to my arm slightly as he leans over to stop the elevator.  I think to myself that no one will notice the elevator stopped, everyone has went home.  He covers my eyes with something, tieing it around my head like a blindfold.

I hear fabric rip, I feel his hands on my breasts, my shirt gaping wide open now.

Call me to be my fantasy rapist 🙂

Wishing you would climb in my window and rape my pussy.

I am the girl next door. I get undressed in front of my window all the time on purpose, for you.  I love being a cocktease.  When I lay in my bed right in front of my window and rub my pussy, it is intentional.  I know you are watching me.  In fact I am fantasizing about you.  Wishing you would climb in my window and rape my pussy.  Hard and rough!

Just wanna have fun!

raylinfunThere are days when I really wish I had a single person to come home to.  Someone who would listen to what I had to say and would enjoy me for me.  Someone that would be steady and sweet and just always there.

SOME days.

Today however is NOT one of those days.  Today, I just want to have fun.  I want to make you just fucking explode while we talk about all the dirty things your “always there” people (aka wife, girlfriend, whatever) won’t talk about.  I want to fuck myself with my dildo while we talk about you pounding my dripping pussy with your super hard dick or fucking my ass while you call me your special little slut!

I want to get dirty!  Cover me with honey and lick me clean.  Have me deep throat your cock while you pull my hair.  Spank me hard and use me! Let’s get into some extreme ageplay or some k-9.  Or hey let me fuck you with my strap on and dress you up! Whatever you want, the sky is the fucking limit.  I just want to have some fun, fuck my greedy cunt for you (and maybe my pretty lil asshole?), and have us both orbit into ecstasty!  Yes… I just wanna have fun!

A Students Request

It was the first day of class and the young man had on a nice collared shirt and blue

jeans. He was quiet and reserved and didn’t speak much but I caught him staring at me as I began my lecture. He wasn’t even bothering to hide it and he wasn’t bothering to pay attention. He zoned out but then he came to his senses and focused. After the lecture I walked around the room as the class worked on the day’s assignment. I was amazed at how his notebook looked when I walked by given how little he had paid attention. As I turned away I saw his eyes follow me, as he undressed me with his eyes. A few moments later his group called me over for help and he asked a question but there was no hint of interest as he asked. He looked me straight in the eye, made a direct query, made some notes and was quite polite. The class went on without incident though I saw he checked me out every time I walked by. After class he lagged behind and I noticed he was limping. Again nothing out of the ordinary, he just handed me the green sheet as we call it. This is standard at all universities for anyone who may need classroom accommodations as required by law. Again he was polite, courteous and even conversational. I detected no hint of lust or seduction.
The class sailed smoothly on for several more weeks and he did quite well. Everything co-works told me was true. He was an excellent student and very respectful. Then one afternoon some unforeseen circumstances changed everything. On this particular day 75% of the class was absent and those who were there breezed through their work and left. That left me and him alone in the room. Awkward silences ensued. Though he clearly had a thing for me he didn’t dare make a move. I went to check on him and while he wasn’t really struggling I could tell this was going to take awhile and I wanted to leave just as bad as he did. “Would you like my help?” I asked innocently. I could see Goosebumps course through him as he nodded. I assisted him and then I walked into a mine field saying “if there’s anything I can do to help you please don’t hesitate to ask.” It was a half sincere offer and half a tease. I pushed my luck prodding him almost daring him to open his mouth. He looked as if he had something on his mind. He opened his mouth and no words spilled out. Finally he said “I need help with something but you’re not in a position to help me.” I smiled and pressed on. This was too much for him. He just looked me in the eye and said “Fine I want to “rape” you and fuck you hard.” Hearing him utter these words though not unexpected was a shock. I was at a loss, finally uttering Wow! He completed his work and turned it in to me and smiled turning to leave. Before he walked out I gave him my phone numbers and directions to my house and told him he was welcome to drop by anytime and I’d see what I could do in terms of helping him out. I’ll keep you posted and let you know if he cums by.

 

Its not rape if you beg for it….

I had a reputation as a prude. I hadn’t planned it that way, I was just picky about who I took to bed. With my reputation being set like that, it made it hard for me to get a one-night stand. Even when I really wanted one, and I wanted one bad! Since masturbation wasn’t helping, I decided to go for a drive. I don’t know why, but I put my vibrator in my purse when I left.

As I was driving down the highway, I looked in truckers’ rearview mirrors as I passed them. Some of them were “hot”; I was getting hornier just by checking them out. The excitement about what I was doing was almost more than I could handle. The truckers had no clue of the effect they had on me. I slowly started rubbing my pussy as I drove. Without thinking, I slipped off my shoe and put my left foot on the dash. I just kept getting hornier with each truck I passed. I started rubbing my clit under my mini-skirt, as I passed the next truck. I didn’t even think about the fact that he could see what I was doing, until I had passed a couple of trucks. The realization of what I was doing both scared me and excited me. I kept well in front of the trucks, while I thought about what I had just done. Oh well, it wasn’t like I was fucking them all. I decided to take it a bit further. Now I was running on the excitement I was filled with, I had always been such a cautious person, and the possible danger just turned me on more.

I fumbled for my vibrator. In doing so, I slowed down a bit, I noticed the 3 trucks passing me; they were the same ones I had just passed. As I passed them this time, I ran my vibrator over my tits. I was careful to only pass the same trucks. I waited excitedly as they all passed me again, this time I noticed there weren’t any cars behind me, so I passed slower. I tilted my hips so I could insert my vibrator slightly into my pussy, just enough that it would stay. I slowed to match the first truckers speed. When I was beside him; I rubbed my clit and ran my hand under my top. I was getting hornier all the time; I wasn’t sure how much longer I could do this as I drove. I pulled up and matched speed with the next truck. This time I worked the vibrator a little. Oh shit, I needed fucked more than ever now. I pulled up beside the third truck and squeezed my tit hard, my body was quivering, and driving was getting hard. I had to pull over and fast.

Luckily the rest stop was deserted; I needed to finish off what I had started. At this point I didn’t care what the truckers did. I figured it was up to them. As I pulled into the rest stop, I just hoped at least one of them would join me. I was thrilled, scared, and very excited as I noticed the trucks parking. All three of them had pulled in behind me. I put my seat all the way back, now I had my left hand free, so I could do this right. I slipped off my right shoe and placed my foot on the dash. I couldn’t stop now, I didn’t care how it happened. I just needed fucked bad! The truckers got out of their trucks and were walking towards me. I started squeezing my tits with my right hand and working the vibrator with my left hand. Moans were escaping me as my body quivered, I closed my eyes to hold the fear I was feeling at bay. I heard my car doors being opened. I bit my lip as I opened my eyes to check out the truckers. There were two men by each of my doors; there must have been two men in one of the trucks.

Just seeing them there scared me and excited me even more. I knew I wasn’t in the safest position, but at this point I didn’t care. I was normally such a careful person, but knowing the position I had put myself in made me more excited. I had heard danger could be exciting, but never realized it could be this exciting. I started giving the vibrator head, licking my juices off it and deep-throating it. I tried to look each man in the eyes as I did this; moans were escaping me around the vibrator. I couldn’t believe the men were just watching. I was just getting ready to fuck myself with the vibrator again when one of the men by my door said, “Here suck this.” I turned and got on my knees to eagerly suck him off, as I squeezed my clit.

I tried to contain my excitement, as I slowly started working on his cock. He slowly backed up, causing me to have to follow him. This left me fully exposed to the men; I couldn’t wait to see what happened next. I didn’t miss a lick as I climbed out of my car. Actually, I started sucking more eagerly. The man I was sucking off was so tall I barely had to bend over. He wrapped his fingers in my hair as I felt one of the other men pick up my hips and ram his dick in my pussy.

They carried me, impaled on their cocks, over to a picnic table. I couldn’t believe how excited I was, the fear in me just kept building my excitement. They kept me suspended, ramming their dicks deep into me. I was bouncing back and forth between them, holding onto the hips in front of me, trying not to miss a beat. I was eager for their cum. Moaning and trying to meet their thrust I sucked harder, I tasted pre-cum and eagerly swallowed all his hot cum, as he sprayed it down my throat, just as more cum was spraying deep in my pussy. I kept sucking after I no longer tasted cum, I just wanted more.

Somehow they managed to flip me over on my back, as they laid me across the table. The first trucker pulled his cock out of my mouth saying, “Damn! She can suck.” I eagerly grabbed the next dick, as my head hung backwards over the table. Just as I sucked it down my throat. I heard the last man say, “I don’t like sloppy seconds,” as he lifted my legs high in the air and forced his cock up my ass.

I loved anal, but had never had it so rough, so a muffle yell escaped my lips around the dick pumping down my throat. The man that was fucking my face said, “Oh yeah bitch. That feels good, keep yelling on my cock.” He then started mashing my tits in his hands. He squeezed them harder and harder, till I yelled. Then he told the other guy to fuck my ass harder to see if I’d scream. I felt my asshole tear as he started relentlessly ramming his cock deep in me. Tears started running down my face as I screamed. Instantly, I felt cum squirting up my ass and down my throat. I had enjoyed rough sex before, but wondered how rough I would enjoy it. I loved this!

Then they lifted me upright between the first two men. I was sandwiched between them as the rammed their cocks in my sore ass and pussy. Now that I had my voice I couldn’t help but yell at them, “Oh yes, more, more, more, I need all you got! Fuck me hard!” as tears streamed down my face. For some reason the more pain they inflicted on me the more I wanted.

They passed me back and forth using all my holes as they crushed my tits, pinched my nipples and clit, and slapped my ass hard enough to bruise. Every time there was a dick in my throat they would make me scream, either by twisting my nipples or cutting me with a pocket knife one of them had. My body was racked by orgasm after orgasm; one would barely finish as the next one would hit me. My body shook uncontrollably. When the men were finished with me they put me back in my car, covered me with a blanket I had in the back seat and left. I over heard one of them say, “I’ll go get the closed sign I left by the entrance.” I had vaguely wondered why no one had come to the rest stop. Then I drifted off to sleep from exhaustion.

When I woke up the truckers were long gone and the rest stop was full of families. Somewhat disappointed, I straightened what was left of my clothes and drove home to see to my wounds. Although I was very sore and battered, I was hoping to do this again sometime. I had always enjoyed sex but this topped all my experiences. I couldn’t wait to heal and do it again. Just the though both scared me and thrilled me.

Some New Toys…for MY New Toys!!!

Ahhhh, my pretty pets…Momma went A shoppin for ya today!!! Aret you a happy bunch of Fuckers now???? Did you see what I got you??? Oh will we be having a time this weekend! I magine having your ass spred with that giant spec, hog-tied and helpless….rubber headgear firmly in place while I run my sensory deprivation tool over your….ahhhhh well, we will just leave THAT prickly part out for now, wont we?[snicker]

 

 

 

SICK AND ALWAYS TWISTED 

Young girl rape fantasy

I’m turned on by young girls. VERY YOUNG GIRLS! I love they way they smell and everything is so tight. I know why guys try to rape them and seduce them just to get a feel of that tight, tight pussy. I want to be your accomplice and lour girls in for you. We will hangout by the park and I will bring them to you one by one. I want to watch you rape them and force yourself on them. I want you to pop their virgin pussies and hear them cry for help, but full knowing they’re loving the way your cock feels and stretching them wide open. It turns me on so much looking at their young, tender bodies. I won’t be able to keep my hands off myself while you’re fucking a young girl.