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Caught Red Handed

     Something scary happened to me yesterday.

     I was at Kohl’s, looking around, and I accidentally took a bracelet off the sales rack by the entrance and slipped it on my wrist. I mean, look–I know it was wrong, but the bracelet was so pretty, and I just didn’t have the money to buy it. My mom is sorta in a tight spot right now, and I really wanted that accessory…

     Keeping my head down, I made my way toward the exit and tried to shake the feeling of a million eyes watching my every move. It felt like an eternity of bunched nerves and swirling anxiety before I finally made it past the weird oblong white gates in front of the department store doors. I always wondered what those things were…

     Suddenly, a piercingly shrill ringing noise bit through to my eardrums. It sounded a lot like the beeping thing that happens in my house when I accidentally open a window in the middle of the night.

     I couldn’t tell what that weird noise was…but it was so loud…I kept walking, slowly and kinda watchful-like, peeking over my shoulder just as I was about to reach the door…and someone grabbed me. “What’s that on your arm?” the stern voice demanded. I squeaked. “I, um, well, it’s uh…” My stuttered attempt at an explanation came out rushed and pathetic sounding, even to my own ears. The man was unmoved. His eyes slanted with punishing fervor.

 

    He didn’t seem to believe me when I told him that the bracelet was mine from home. Actually, I thought he might suddenly shake me very hard and then take a bite out of my neck. He looked angry enough to do it.

     “Come with me,” he ordered, and then starting pulling me away from the exit and toward a door marked ‘Private’ on the side of the store. At first, my reaction was to fight like a wildcat and hiss, trying to pull away. But he shot me a very mean, dangerous look and I quickly settled down and follow him–though my fears were not abated.

     He shoved me into his office room and told me to sit down in the chair. His no-nonsense voice was very intimidating, and I did as I was told. “What street do you live on?” he shot out, his questions sounding much more like harsh demands with no room for an argument.

     “I, um, I didn’t do anything wrong,” I said nervously.

     The man’s eyes slanted again. “You lying little bitch.”

     He sounded so mean…I started sniffling. I really wished my Mommy was there.

     “You’re a thief!” he continued. “You sneaky little whore. I am calling your parents and then the police. Do you understand what’s going to happen to you now? You’re in BIG trouble, little girl.”

     I started protesting rapidly, coming up with any excuse necessary to convince him not to tell on me. “Please, please, please,” I begged, “I’m sorry! I’ll give the bracelet back! I didn’t mean to do it!”

     My words weren’t enough for him.

     “Take off your blouse,” he told me.

     Huh? I thought.

     He seemed to detect my uncertainty and gave me a glance-over, his eyes boring into every part of me. I shivered and drew back, crossing my arms over my chest protectively.

     His voice rang out again, at full-volume and sounding completely unabashed. “I’m going to need to do a full body cavity search. You know what that is?”

     I shook my head no.

     He nodded, as though he knew I was just a ‘sneaky little whore’ who couldn’t possibly know anything. I sniffled in response. “It’s where you take off your clothes and I stick my fingers into your orifices to make sure you’re not hiding anything else up there.” He glared at me.

     “But, but!” I protested. “I promise, I only took the bracelet!”

     The security guard was not wanting to listen to my excuses. He grabbed me by my shoulders and brought his face close to mine. His fingers bit harshly into my skin, and I whimpered in pain, trying to pull back. He stayed firm and stared right into my eyes.

     “Look you little bitch–I’m going to need to search you. You’re a criminal. If you didn’t want this problem, you shouldn’t have stolen from my store. Now do I need to make some phone calls here?”

     I shook my head frantically and my hands reached up to unbutton my blouse, shaking all the way. When my soft, tender flesh was exposed to his sight, he grabbed at my bra and ripped it off me, ignoring my feeble, pained mews in unease and fear.

     He licked his lips as his rough hands grabbed my budding breasts.

     “You in puberty? Developin’?” He asked. With his New York accent, it sounded like he was leaving off the ‘g.’

     I nodded meekly.

     “Take off your panties,” he bit out.

     “What?!” I squealed. “Please, no!”

     The security guard shook his head gruffly and grunted; I yielded to his threatening expression. Resigned and defeated, I slipped out of the rest of my clothes and stood there naked in front of him.

     He wasted no time. He pawed at me and bent me over the chair. It was awful and so invasive and degrading. I was embarrassed, ashamed, and horribly distressed. He stuck a finger in my asshole and searched for jewelry. Then he did the same to my little cunny hole. Finally, after what felt like hours of his fingers pushing upward into my holes, he drew his hand back and straightened up again.

     I thought the worst was over, but then he took out his baton. He got it out of his pants, and then told me to put it in my mouth. I did as I was told. “How does it taste?” he asked me sleazily. I kept crying as he shoved it deeper into my throat hole.

     “It’s warm and long and hard,” I answered. “It’s sort of salty.” Suddenly, I flinched. “I think it just moved in my mouth!” I informed him in shock. He just rolled his eyes and slapped me in the face. My jaw throbbed painfully, and I cast my eyes downward.

     Next, he tied my wrists and ankles down to the chair in front of him. He thrust his fingers up into my holes and told me to keep sucking his baton. I listened to what he told me to do.

     Then…it was over. He gave me harsh warning never to steal anything from his store again, and told me to put my clothes back on and leave.

     Just as I was making a run for the door, elated and joyous out of my mind for having avoided a confrontational scenario involving my parents and the police, he stopped me in my tracks.

     “And I hope you don’t think this is over,” his voice slithered lowly. “I expect you back here tomorrow. We’re going to see how far I can fit my baton into your little baby asshole.”

     I sniffled tearfully and nodded in obedience.

     “Good,” he said. “Now get the FUCK out of my sight.”

Special Delivery

I have known him since we were little. He has always been like a brother to me. In fact as we got older he seemed a little sensitive and very romantic. He has always been smoking hot. Coming up, all my friends would sequel and whisper about what it would be like to fuck him. But not once did I ever hear of him being with any one or anyone being with him. Male or female. In a small town where everyone knows your business, that could only mean one of two things either he was a virgin or gay as a two dollar bill. Or so every one said. We were so close, inseparable in fact, that people often asked if he and I were an item. I would just laugh and explain that we were friends and never in a million years would I mess that up by sleeping with him. Time passed, we got out of school. We stayed in touch but he went his way ans I went mine like people do. When he came to town a few days ago he called me and invited me to meet him for dinner and a few drinks. When I got to his hotel he didn’t answer, so I tried the door. Yep, it was unlocked. I walked in and grabbed a soda and an airplane bottle from the mini fridge, making myself at home. I didn’t think twice about it, until he walked out of the bathroom with out a towel. He had certainly gotten much better looking and I had no idea that he was so “gifted”. When he saw me he turned five shades of red as his cock grew despite his attempt to appear calm, cool and collected. Perhaps it was time to change my mind about fucking him.

Daddy explores my spread legs

My ruBber Jacket .. reads… ~ Devilish

ohhh how
daddy loved jesus

especially
when he’d feed us

dick

ti’l we’d
get sick

ohhh how thick
was his lust…

obsession
and seagram seven

turned
agression

into heaven
so

father
let us prey

as i lay me
down to sleep
take his life
before he creeps
back

into my bed
slurring secrets
as i’m spread
sweating semen
between my legs

dear lord
i’ve been explored
council crack

the cutting board

my rubber jacket reads

the mental ward.

My Daddy is so nice! He brought me a lollipop and got me out of school early today. I didn’t know why, but I found out because turns out, the ice cream cone he wanted me to lick was his Daddy dickie! 

Bon Fire Frenzy

I don’t even remember who came up with the idea but someone suggested we save all our old sex toys and once a year have a sex toy bon fire. I didn’t think that even collectively we could come up with enough sex toys to make a fire in a barrel no less a bon fire. But this idea spread Ike wild fire at the club that we always go to. Everyone was talking about this huge party and how they were going to come and bring the sex toys that they had used on ex’s and burn them. After all you don’t want to re use them, they are expensive so why just throw them out when we could burn them, purging ourselves of the sleezes that we call our exes, get drunk and fuck? It sounded like a much better idea. All year all I could do was laugh at the idea that we would have enough toys for anything but a weenie roast. How fitting. Every one knew where we were going to meet. Every one was bringing food, drink and fuel for our fire. You could not believe my surprise when people started rolling in. Friends and friends of friends and friends of their friends. People from the LGBT community from towns over were showing up. I have never seen so many sex toys in my life. We could have filled up a small warehouse. Boxes upon boxes were emptied on top of each other. Food and drink was everywhere. And as the pile went up in flames, clothes began to fly and the fucking commenced. It was a bon fire like none I have ever seen but I am pretty sure I will see it again next year.

Anal Phone Sex with Mommy Blair: My Son’s Favorite Hole

Lately, my son has not had time for me. He has had time to pimp me out, however, to his friends and colleagues; even complete strangers. I miss HIS cock though. I love helping him make money, but sometimes I want him all to myself and I don’t want him to share me. I called him up and begged to see him.  As it turns out he was missing me; more specifically my ass. He instructed me to prepare myself for him. I knew what this meant. I took a bubble bath; shaved my pussy and ass crack; and practiced fucking my holes with a huge pink rubber double sided dildo. When he arrives, he likes to just stick his cock in my ass and not worry if it’s clean and loosened up for him. My ass was in perfect condition for him. It looked sun kissed it was so clean and shiny for him.

I was waiting for him on the couch when he arrived. Legs spread, ass half off the couch. He walked over to me, kissed me, and then pulled out his cock. I immediately started to worship my boy’s throbbing cock. He was as happy to see me as I was to see him. After he was rock hard , he sat on the couch, and I hopped on his cock reverse cow girl. My ass loves my son’s cock. Every part of me loves his cock and him. But my son’s cock has always held a special spot in my ass. He pounded my ass for an hour before leaving a huge load of come inside me. He then made me get down on all fours and push his cum out. He enjoys seeing his seed run out of his mommy’s butt hole. He was getting hard again. I started to get up but he ordered me to stay put and I did. The next thing I felt was his fist up my ass. Like I said, my son loves my ass, especially hurting it. He wanted my ass gaping open so he fucked with his fist while jacking his dick all over my ass. All the ass fucking we do he says is to prep me for the anal gang bangs that bring him so much money.

It is amazing how many women don’t give up the ass.  Well, men let me share a secret with you. Sometimes you just have to take the ass and she will learn to love it. Just like me.

 

Briona is the Teacher’s Slutty Pet!

 

 

Almost all my so called friends at school despise me. Why? Because I know what to do to get what I want. Plain and simple! If I have to be teacher’s pet to get good grades well… That’s exactly what I’ll do! Ms. Lauren loves me! I do everything she wants and more. I never knew what Ms. Lauren really wanted until she asked me to come after school to help her grade papers. She was sitting at her desk and smiled at me while I had the grader and the test papers at my seat. She told me stop what I was doing and to come over to her. I went over to her desk and she asked if I wanted to pass her class. Then she started saying that I was doing horrible in math and I could possibly fail. I was very scared at this point but she told me she had a little extra credit game. First she told me to subtract my clothes and hop on her desk. I was confused but did as I was told. She said she was going to add a finger into my tight chocolate cunt. She told me to keep counting as she added more fingers and then added her tongue to the equation. It felt so good having my teacher feel me up. I felt so naughty! She subtracted her clothes and then sat her pussy on my face.  I didn’t add any fingers she wanted me to tongue fuck her pussy and I did just as I was told. I can’t believe how hard I came and I love the way Ms. Lauren squirted her juices all over my face. She told me if I kept up the good work I would pass all my subjects with no problem. I don’t mind being the teachers slutty pet… who cares what the rest of those bullies think! 

Mommy Phone Sex with Kenya

Mommy Phone Sex Kenya

You love kinky taboo phone sex just like me don’t you? I knew it the moment I laid eyes on you. I invited you in and seduced you just to see how far I could get you to go. Of course I got you out of your pants. Your cock was hard and throbbing for my milf pussy. Or was it? Maybe you got hard to my pretty daughters in their school pictures. I have tons of pictures with my little girls placed all over my home. I saw you looking around when I went to go grab you a beer. Does their tiny little bodies entice you? They have perky tits just like their mommy and not to mention some of the sweetest tightest pussies ever. I would know, I get to fondle and play with them whenever I want. Maybe if you fuck me good, they will hear all this moaning and come to see whats going on. My little girls have always been curious. They want to do whatever mommy is doing. That’s right. If they catch me sucking or fucking your fat cock they will want to try it. Can you imagine that? Two sweet hungry mouths all over your cock and balls? Eager to please mommy and get my approval. They love to show me what good little sluts they are. This could be your lucky day you pdaddy perv! But only if you satisfy this pmommy first.

Tranny Phone Sex with Carla: How to Fuck a Door Knob

I get horny all the time. Now, usually I can go out and pick up a guy or girl with no problem. But today, I was shut in from a major storm. There is only so much TV watching and pork rind eating a chick can do to pass the time. I had to get fucked. It was very clear from the monsoon and tornado warning, I was not going out to get fucked, and I doubt I could get someone to come fuck me. It was time to get creative. I have these French doors throughout my loft with these door knobs I have eying for awhile now. I like to put things in my ass to get off. I prefer a cock, yes or even a dildo, but sometimes I get experimental and/or desperate. Today I was both. I decided I was going to get that door knob in my ass. All I had to do was put some lube on it, and back my ass up. Simple, right? No so much. I was out of any lube. Not sure how that happened; I usually carry enough lube to supply all the tight ends on a football team.

I didn’t even have any Vaseline. But, I did have some Chapstick in my purse. I took it out and I rubbed it all over the door knob and the put some on my ass. My finger slid up my ass easily with my Chapstick lube, so I decided I was ready for my date with that ornate door knob. I bent over, spread my ass cheeks and backed right on to it like it was a throbbing cock. My makeshift lube and my horniness too k over and I got that door knob in my ass. I just started rocking back and forth on it and in seconds my cock was hard. Within minutes I was spraying a load all over my  chest and face.  When I get horny, I got to take care of it, or I can’t think straight. I do masturbate daily, several times a day, but I also try to get cock once a day too. Just sometimes like today, it isn’t meant to be. But that door knob certainly turned out to be a decent fuck.

By the time I was done cleaning my jizz off myself, the sun was coming out and the monsoon had subsided somewhat. I thought, why not go try to get laid. I put on a sexy little number, and headed out. But, my front steps were covered in earthworms from the storm and those things freak me the fuck out. No way was I stepping on them in my expensive leather boots. I marched right back inside, lubed that door knob  up with the remaining Chapstick and fucked my ass some more. I had a few hard cums. Coming always give me the munchies too. Good thing I had some pork rinds left.

Titty Fucking Phone Sex with BBW Glenda

I met this guy a few weeks ago who was quite enamored with my big titties. We have been hanging out for awhile now too, finding things to do with my tits. Of course, his favorite is to titty fuck. I let him give me a pearl necklace the first night I met him. Can you blame a guy for wanting to slide his cock between my two juicy boobs? Of course not. My favorite way to titty fuck is to sorta  lay hanging off my bed with him standing by the edge of the  bed. My big boobs dangling, almost smothering me. He slides his cock in between them and I suck the head. This upside down move is pretty hot too because he can lean forward and finger bang my cunt or even eat my pussy. Sucking cock actually gets me really wet, but you stick a few fingers in my pussy and flick my clit at the same time, and I will cream all over the place.

He is really tall and well built so he can actually hold me up and do the standing 69 position. I am not a small girl, hell my tits alone weigh 50 lbs, so it’s really nice to find someone who can lick on me that way. The first time we tried it, he said it was like being groped my two chicks because my hands were holding his ass and my tits fell off to the side like they were grabbing his hips.  It’s nice to have a guy who is not lazy in the bedroom and doesn’t mind a good workout.

When was the last time you had a good titty fuck? Mine are big, real and bouncy. Perfect for your cock, perfect for your cum.

 

Cuckolding Phone Sex with Brooklyn: My Special Present

My husband is the best husband a girl could want. Last night he brought me a present. The best present too. A nice 12 inch cock with excellent girth. And it was attached to a ruggedly handsome man. My husband was in the mood to watch me get pleasure and he knows that with his little broke down dick, the only way that will happen is with a surrogate lover. I put on a sexy little outfit and had my hubby sit in the big comfy chair as I slowly unwrapped my present. When I unzipped his pants and saw that beautiful work of art cock for the first time, I got so wet. I was going to take my time savoring my gift. I worshiped his cock for an hour. Licking every inch of his shaft, balls and taint. He had amazing staying power, but then a real man always lasts. I glanced over at my old man, and he had a little life in his pecker. He was enjoying the show.  I invited him over to help. See, every now and then, he enjoys being my fluffer boy. He is no fag, but he does like feeling a real cock get hard on his lips. So do I.

Once my present was sufficiently hard and dripping with pre cum, my hubby guided it into my tight pink pussy. He then slid under us to watch that huge cock go in and out of his wife’s cunt and waited for the yummy cream pie. My big present lasted a long time fucking me too. I came on his dick several times before he exploded inside me. You see, a big dick can give me a G-spot orgasm. And this one did, many times.  When his cock pulled out of me, my hubby stuck his greedy little tongue up inside me licking out all that yummy cum. He is such a good clean up boy.

I love cuckolding phone sex because I am a real life cuckolding mistress. So, do have the equipment to fuck me while my loser hubby watches and cleans up, or do you need to sit on the sidelines with my hubby and watch while a real man gets the job done?