Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Danny didn’t ask to be in chastity, but stupidly, he said he would do “Anything I say” just to date me. Who do boys do such dumb things? With an evil giggle, I agreed to go out so long as he let me lock his cock up. I don’t know if he thought I would change my mind at some point or if I’d choose to unlock and use him, but again, boys are dumb.
I locked his cock up in the smallest cage I could find and made him my Chastity spectator.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
Does your cock leak when you get aroused? I really like making a boy so wet with his own precum. A self-lubbing cock is so much fun to play with. To tease, I mean. Would you let me experiment with your cock to see how much I can make you dribble before you actually cum for me?
You’ll need to practice some breathing exercises and think about things that turn you off because I don’t want this to be over soon. I’m aching to rub my fingertip over the gooey center, tapping it and dragging back the long, stringy rope of your desire. You’ll let me play with your precum, won’t you?
Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357
I forgot I had a really sexy story to tell you, and I know what you’re thinking because of the title. Yes, Alfie is my one true dark Knight, but this story is about another knight in shining armor!
A few weekends ago, a small town near me hosted a Renaissance fair. My friends asked if I wanted to dress up and go with them. I was SO excited because I’d been to the Tournament of Kings in Vegas, but never an actual fair. We each wore little beer-wench dresses with corsets that had my tits nearly choking me out and elf-tipped ears. It felt like stepping into long-ago fantasy lands; everyone looked incredible as we wandered through the street. Deep into the ally, I heard a clash and clang of metal on metal and looked over to see a ring with REAL Knights fighting!
Belle 1844-332-2639 X 444
Some guys love a bald little pussy, and some like a thick bush, but everyone loves a landing strip. I get so turned on when a man is undressing me for the first time. What will his reaction be to that guiding strip of hair that directs him right to my goodies?
Will he lick it or rub it? I always hope he’ll tug on it. It feels so good when his fingers pinch around my curly blonde pubs, and he pulls on the follicles. Shivers race through me, and instantly, I get so wet.
Harper 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 437
Dear Diary,
Today I had an amazing tease and denial session with my besties older brother! She invited me for a sleepover and of course I said yes! She is so awesome and her brother has a massive crush on me and he has for awhile. He thinks he’s good at hiding it but he’s really not. His eyes are always looking me up and down and I swear he’s undressing me in his head. He knows he’s not remotely in my league but that doesn’t stop him from drooling every chance he gets.
Tonight I’m going to have some tease and denial fun with him. I want to see just how far I can push him. Cindy has always been an early sleeper she can’t outlast me. I waited a few minutes after she laid down to make sure she was in a deep sleep. Then I went to look for her brother. I had already changed into my cute little silky pink shorts and my matching pink top. The light was on in the basement so I headed right down the stairs.
Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243
Whenever I’m sitting at the Johnson’s house, I get so horny. Mr. Johnson is the perfect man. He’s a great dad, a good husband, and so funny. As soon as I put the kids to bed, I go into their bedroom and get naked. Then I take one of his business shirts from the closet and pull it over me. I love how the collar smells, and for a few hours, I pretend I’m his wife.
Once I had his shirt on, I lay on his side of the bed and inhaled his pillow. The man smells like sin and sex, and I can’t help but rub my fingers over the crotch of my satin panties as I fantasize about what it would be like to be with him. I was so wrapped up in my daydream the last time I did this that I didn’t hear his car pull into the drive. Nor did I hear him walk up the stairs and into the bedroom.
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
I see you in the audience of the recital. Maybe you are there supposed to be watching a daughter or son sing the same stupid Christmas songs they sing every year, but this year is different because as you sit beside your wife, you’ve been eye fucking me through every chorus. She doesn’t notice because she watches the show through her phone. She sways and mouths the lyrics while you try to hide your boner with your Christmas scarf.
My skirt is shorter than everyone else on the stage, and the filthy spark in my eyes has you thinking about how much you’d love to have my teen cream all over your face.
Valerie 844-332-2639 Ext 243
Every year, my Dad’s company has this big ol’ Christmas party, and this year, he decided to take me. It was a really fancy party, so we had to dress up! Mommy bought me this stunning white, velvet, knee-length dress that sparkled all over. I felt like such a Princess on his arm as he introduced me to all of his coworkers.
I was so nervous to meet Daddy’s Boss because he is a very important man. Very rich and smart! Everything I want in a husband one day. Before I could meet him, though, some tipsy floozy who was tripping over my Dad spilled red wine all down my dress! I screamed, so distraught over my beautiful new dress being ruined, but Daddy sent me off to one of the back offices to see if I could dab it up with paper towels.
Bad Bitch Belle 844-332-2639 Ext 444
From the moment we met, it was inevitable. We both knew you’d become my cash slave. The cards were stacked against you. I’m a manipulative, beautiful little bitch, and your inability to control your little prick makes it impossible for you to keep your wallet closed.
The only value you possess is in your wallet, and you know it, which makes it easier for both of us. There is no pretending that I like you or that I’d ever be into you. No, you know better. You aren’t that stupid. Yet, you invite me on your lap, stuffing twenties, fifties, and the occasional hundred-dollar bill into my bra, and I wiggle against you so we both get what we want.
Kinky Krysta 844-332-2369 Ext.410
The other day, while skipping school, I was hanging out at a friend’s house. A bunch of us were there; some older guys I didn’t know were partying in her basement. I pushed my way through the cloud of smoke to see what they had to offer. I’ve never had a taste of rock Candy, and there were rumors the biggest dealer in town was hanging out on my friend’s couch.
Music was playing, and there he was, sitting on a raggy, sunken couch, flicking a lighter. I stepped over a few piles of clothes and empty energy drink cans to sit on the sofa beside him. My too-small skirt showed off plenty of thighs, and he eyed me knowingly.