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             Sometimes I need something a bit nasty to get me off.  Some might say I’m a bit jaded, but boring vanilla or a stab at being edgy just doesn’t work for me. I need, what I need! What you call jaded, I call being a dirty bitch who needs a lot to get off. 

I found an old porn of gang bangs. There was what looked like hundreds of men all lined up to fuck. They didn’t even get to cum, it was so fast. Sort of like in and then out.  Next! Fuck, that’s so hot.

I pulled out all my toys and watched. Nothing and I mean nothing was doing it for me. 

Maybe a bookstore, or even adult movie theater?  It’s a shame women aren’t allowed in bath houses.

I decided to just walk a bit downtown to see what I could find. There was a group of young men playing basketball. I sat and watched them for a bit, until they noticed me. 

One of the men approached me and asked what I was looking for. I was feeling so nasty today, I just squeezed his dick through his pants and smiled.  I told him to follow me with all his friends. I walked to the park public bathroom and motioned for them to join me. 

Written By: Harley

            Easter is almost here and you’ve planned a neighborhood Egg Hunt for anyone who wants to join in the fun. You’re so excited for this. You’ve already purchased the cute rabbit cupcakes, little fun sandwiches, booze for the adults, and fruit punch for the little ones.  You even decided to wear a bunny costume. 

The parents hung around for an hour or so and once convinced, the kids were fine to be left with us. You look at me and smile. It’s warm out and the kids are warm from all the playing and hunting. It’s time for some fruit punch.

As they drink, they get silly.  I suggest a game or two.

As they run more and play their pretty little sundresses are blowing up. All the boys have left and it’s just us and 3 girls. They’re so sweaty, in bare feet, and torn dresses. We bring them all in for clean up and a nap. After some more fruit punch, they all fall asleep on my bed. 

I can feel the juices flowing, my pussy is craving a little fun time. I lock the front door, close the blinds and we enter the bedroom.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I’m not one of those delicate girls that needs flowers, candy, and gentle lovemaking. I’m a filthy slut who needs to be pounded. Save the sweet stuff for your wife. I want wild, crazy fucking. The harder the better. Don’t be afraid of hurting me… I want you to make it hurt. Slapping, scratching, biting, I want it all.

When I wake up in the morning and see marks all over my body, I’ll think of you and the hot fuck session we had the night before.

Do you think you’re man enough to take on this sexy whore? Call me and I’ll test you out.

 

 

Written By: Devon

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It takes a lot to get me excited and a fucking hell of a lot to get me off.  Some of you men and your boring vanilla calls and role-plays do nothing for me. I need to be stimulated in the most fucked up of ways.

Care to join me?

                           Filthy, nasty, twisted, sick, and violent is how I like my calls. When you’re as jaded and have seen it all like me, normal, and vanilla just doesn’t do it. I’m feeling very violent today and would fucking love to fuck someone up. 

                           How about you? That snooty blonde that lives across the street. She thinks her shit doesn’t stink, doesn’t she? You’ve tried to talk to her, but she walks away. What a fucking cunt!

Let’s plan to get revenge on her.

I knock on her door, pretending I’m lost. I engage her and quickly push the needle into her arm. We take her to her bedroom and strip and tie her up.

She is waking now. Let’s fucking play!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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If you’re going to fuck me, at least fuck me like you mean it! None of this soft love making nonsense. I want it so fucking hard that you drill me a new hole.

I love getting into fights with guys because the make-up fuck is so raw and rough. It’s like we’re still mad each other but when we start to fuck, we get out all of our built up aggression, and it gets taken out on my pussy.

When I’m on top, I’m like a fucking machine that is unstoppable. I literally fuck the shit out of your cock and there’s no stopping me until we both scream in ecstasy.

I just had a one night rendezvous with an ex. We dated 5 years ago and he fucking broke my heart! He cheated on me with some ugly, skanky whore.

He texted me last Friday night and I invited him over for a booty call. We got down and dirty and I fucked him so fucking hard that he was walking funny afterwards. Apparently, I had a lot of built up anger and I took it out all on his cock. Of course, I asked him to leave when I was done with him. He wasn’t worthy enough to spend the night. Plus, I think he’s still a douche bag for cheating on me with an ugly piece of ass.

The bottom line is that I like it rough and if you don’t feel like you’re having a heart attack when we’re done, then you didn’t fuck me hard enough!

The One and Only,

~M.M~

Written By: Memphis

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                        Reunions of any sort can be just so dull. Big yawns all around. If I wanted to see any of those losers, I would have kept in touch. Whatever.

                            I moved back when I inherited my grandmother’s home. Knowing the event was so close to my home, I thought it would at least be good for a laugh. Would they even recognize me? I was a bit of a computer nerd/goth back then, and maybe a slight bit overweight. How times have changed. 

I won’t bore you with the details of the event, as it was. Let’s skip to the part of the night where I get the guy that was the football team captain in my home and drugged.

He wakes up in lovely pink satin lingerie. Isn’t he just adorable! I bring over a hand mirror to show him how perfectly made up he is. He tried to talk, but I shoved a ball gag in his mouth. He tried to get out of the restraints, but I suggested he save his energy for later. He will certainly need it. 

  My male friends begin to arrive. A few of them had terrible memories of him as well. The funny thing is, as much as he protested, his poor excuse for a cock was hard, and twitching, 

Let the games begin! 

Written By: Lady Rayne

Fucking hell, you really aren’t much of a man, are you? Look at you and your goddamn flabby ass. You made me so mother fucking sick that I just want to vomit in your face. Are you fucking kidding me, THAT got your clit to twitch? 

Oh no, you don’t! Don’t you dare try to back away from me. You are a little fucking cunt of a man, and I intend to treat you as such. 

Assume the position, head back and on your knees. Why should I sit on the hard, cold toilet seat, when I have your ugly fucking face to sit on?  Beg me for it, beg me to let you suck my shit like a dick. Fuck, you are so goddamn gross!

You know what? I have totally had enough of you.

Get on all fours and crawl to the pen. If you displease me, it will be the choke collar for you.

Get to fucking crawling, bitch.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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After a long night out, sometimes a girl just needs a long, hot soak in a tub of bubbles. I started my bath and stripped out of my sexy red dress.  Maybe I’ll light some scented candles and open a bottle of Merlot. 

I lowered my music as I thought I heard glass breaking. I must be even more tired than I thought. I layed back in the warm bubbles, closed my eyes, and enjoyed my relaxing bath. 

     I dried off and grabbed a robe and head for my bedroom. Maybe some porn? Maybe just close my eyes and drift off. I see the shards of broken glass on the floor. I grab my phone to call for help, when he grabs me from behind.  He whispers in my ear not to scream and I feel his hard cock against my ass. 

He pushes me down on the bed and removes his clothes. Fuck, he is big.  I can’t help myself from getting super wet. He feels that and gives me a dirty smile. 

I get off to all sorts of sexy roleplays. Do you have one for me? Anything Goes!

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Written By: Caidyn Cross

It’s that time of the year we begin to think about New Year’s resolutions. Every year I come up with a big list, but never ever go through with it all. How about you? A new job, that hot girl you see at Starbucks every morning?  Go for it, as you only live once!

This year I have only one resolution and that is to sexually experiment more and sort of up my game. Think that I one I could actually keep?

I missed the holiday party this year at my favorite club. Just way too much to do, in so little time.  You show up at my home a little tipsy and out of breath. You hand me a bottle of bubbly and turn to leave. I suggest you enjoy a glass with me.

We are drinking and chatting and all of a sudden something comes over me. I excuse myself and return holding something behind my back. I bend over to kiss you and quickly handcuff you to the couch. My kisses become a bit rough and frantic. They have turned to bites. I quickly pull off your clothes and bite down your chest. 

      My white teeth, and shiny red lips are now right by your balls. I licked, kiss, and bite your thighs. You are scared and turned on at the same time. You always thought I seemed so “willing” the perfect blonde bimbo. Not tonight!

You reach between my legs with your unbound hand. What are you feeling? Time to turn the tables. 

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Written By: Tiffany

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      Well fuck, seems to me like you have a problem.  Somehow you got waylaid while out shopping for gifts for the wife and kids. Here you are in a seedy hotel off the highway, drunk and broke.  That isn’t the worst if it though, is it? 

                       You start to come out of your fog, and look around the room. You really don’t even remember getting there. Sitting on the bathroom floor in a puddle of who knows what, you wonder just where the fuck you are. Is that blood?

You stumble to the bedroom, and see the girls in your bed. You see the empty bottles, and the lines of white stuff on the nightstand.  You make some noise hoping the girls will wake up.  Maybe? You wonder if they are even alive. Oh god!!

The phone rings in the room. You ignore it, but it keeps ringing, making you a little crazy. You finally pick it up and you hear my voice. I instruct you to put the thumb drive in the tablet. You’re shaking and the girls still haven’t woken up.  There it is right before you. Your entire night and every twisted thing you did. 

Not quite the Christmas you expected perv, is it? 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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         I  finally was able to leave my house without hurling at the stupidity of the costumes of losers. If I saw one more sexy nurse, police women, witches or Tinkerbelle’s, I might have to kill someone! Not that I don’t enjoy killing. 

    Halloween is so hard on you perv’s looking to get some relief with your pedo cocks. Anyway, this blog isn’t about that though, I do love to manipulate them. It’s about how a drink in a dark bar led to the hottest fuck.

      He was older than me and sexy in that professional power type of way. I bought him a drink and one drink led to my nest. I went to get us some absinthe while he made himself at home. We had our drinks, toasted to new fucking friends, then he grabbed me around my throat. He was fast, caught me off guard. Before long, I was in chains and a bit bloody, and telling him my secrets. 

        I held my breath as the first blow from my own flogger tore at my pale skin…delicious. Eventually, I passed out and woke to the sounds of slurping as he licked up the bloody torn mess of my back, thighs, ass, and cunt. Soon, I was begging him to fuck my ass and leave his mark.

You wonder if I stayed sub to his dom? Not likely!

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I recently hired a personal trainer to help keep my body perfect. We usually did all our work at the gym, but one day she asked if I could meet her at her house. She had a workout she was dying to try out, and I seemed like the perfect candidate.

I showed up in my skimpy workout clothes, ready to train. She led me down to her basement and asked if I trusted her judgment on what was best for my body. I told her that I did because I looked great! She smiled and left the room for just a second, bringing back a man with her.

She introduced him as her husband and told me that he was going to be my workout today. I almost thought she was joking until she reached in and pulled out his hard cock.

She walked back to a chair and sat down, crossing her legs. She looked at her husband and demanded he fuck me. He smiled a little as he grabbed my shoulders and forced me face down on a little table nearby. My clothes were ripped off of me and his tongue was entering my pussy from behind.

Then it began.

I was twisted up and fucked in so many positions. No wonder she called him a workout, he could fuck for hours! Every time I would try to give up, I would find myself bent over and being pounded. I tried to crawl away so many times only to be grabbed by the ankles and drug back.

When he was finally finished with me, all I could do was lay there and shake. I knew I would be feeling this workout in the morning.

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Written By: Bambi

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I’m going to let you in on a little secret, girls like me like everything big. I have no time to be playing around in the bedroom with something that isn’t going to please me.

I must tell you about this new cock I am fucking. You know it’s huge if I can’t stop thinking and talking about it. I simply can’t get enough of it. Hardcore and full throttle fucking! He tears my pussy up, making me cum like never before. It’s amazing!

I can still close my eyes and imagine his huge cock from the other night. It’s so long, thick and I love the way he stuffed my tight pussy. This is a feeling every woman needs to feel. The power his cock has over me is ridiculous. Just thinking about getting fucked by his cock again, makes me have to go change my dripping, wet panties.

Written By: Parker

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Sticking your dick into a hot pussy or ass is always fun, but have you ever tried skull fucking? I don’t mean a blow job. Any girl can give you that. I mean ramming your hard cock in balls deep down a wet throat. Most girls will just gag and pull away, but I love the burning sensation of seeing how much of your cock I can take. Yeah, it hurts a little, but it hurts so good.

Just try it. Push it in until you feel resistance, then push a little harder until I swallow you. Don’t be afraid to be rough. Sometimes you have to really ram it in hard to get it to go down like it’s supposed too.

Your first reaction may be to pull away, but I’m not going to let you. Twist those balls around and work them in too. I promise, I can take it all. My makeup might run and there maybe a puddle of spit on the floor between my thighs, but I don’t mind the mess.
Come give it a try. My hungry throat will guzzle all your cum and leave your cock completely satisfied.

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Written By: Bambi

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I lure you to my place with my tantalizing curves and seductive ways. I tease you and I tell you that it will be a night that you’ll never forget. You know that you can’t say no to me.

You think I’m having a party. Well, I am having a party, but you’ll be the entertainment.

When you arrive, you’re told to strip. Yes, I want you naked. In the next room, all of my best girlfriends are waiting for you. They’re sizzling hot, wearing only their best lingerie.

There’s a sexy black thong for you to wear. Now, serve the ladies! I want you to get on our knees and start licking, and be my good boy! There’s a BIG reward for you. While you’re pleasuring the ladies, I fuck you with my huge strap-on.

 When I pull out, I show off that nice gaping hole of yours.

Then the real fun starts! I bring in another guy with super big cock! I know you’re a size queen. I have complete control over you. Now start sucking his cock while the pretty ladies watch.

Written By: Brynna

            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

I can hear them fighting again about sex. There is so many times Mommy says “no” to daddy. I can’t understand why as he is so hot and wants to do things with her I only dream about. Doors are slamming and I know that means he’s sleeping on the couch again. I wish he knew he could just snuggle up with me. When all has quieted down, I go to Mommy’s bedroom and she’s fast asleep and snoring. I don’t know how he can stand her snoring.

I go to the living room and see him on the couch with his eyes wide open and his cock out. Poor daddy is having to take matters into his own hands again. He sees me and I tell him not to stop. I tell daddy I heard everything and I would do all the things she won’t to please him. He tells me he’s sorry and he always wanted me but wanted to be gentle. “Alice baby, I’m so angry, I can’t be gentle with you and go slow”, he says.

Daddy bends me over the couch roughly and rips off my pink lace panties. He’s breathing hard and pulls my long hair. Before I can tell him that it’s okay, he slams his big, thick daddy cock into me.

Daddy is pumping me hard and calling me his little whore. I admit, I love it and my pussy is dripping. When he’s finished, he hugs me and tells me next time he’ll take it easy on me.

Written By: Alice

My strap-on has your name written all over it. No seriously it does. I had one custom made that has “Slut” right down the length of it. You’re the epitome of “Slut,” aren’t you? I love the way you whimper and beg for me to fuck your asshole. I’m pretty sure that makes you a slut, and my strap-on loves sluts like you.

Bend Over, Bitch!

I want you to spread those ass cheeks nice and wide and grab those ankles. I want you to hold on tight because Mommy Shay’s black cock is going to take you for a wild ride. I have to warn you though, I tend to get a bit aggressive when the target of my strap-on is your asshole. I feel it’s my duty to stretch you as wide as possible. 

Prepare yourself to be thoroughly fucked, stretched, and gaping when I get done with you.

Written By: Shay

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