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Party Girl

I love a good party. Last weekend I went to SAE’s Saints & Sinners party. Frat guys are so hot and stupid. I love to tease them and get them all worked up over my hot body. Of course, I’m a TOTAL saint, so I went to campus dressed like a complete angel. It’s all part of my plan to convert sinners into saints with my pussy.

Well anyway, when I got there, guys kept handing me drinks. I was like “no thanks.” That’s how you get roofie! I like to be completely, one-hundred percent awake during rape fantasies, thank you very much. And frankly, I much prefer to be the sexually aggressive one.

But it wasn’t so.

And as I know (ha ha ha),

John pulled my panties right down to my toes.

You know, while I was unconscious.

I’m not sure what happened after that, but I made him very sorry to have sinned against me. Yes, Jesus says that wrongdoing is his to avenge, but I decided to take a few liberties of my own, just in case. One such liberty was playing a blanket party where he got the shit beaten out of him.

I have got to watch my alcohol consumption, geez.

~~HotTeenieHillary~~

Jesus (But Mostly My Pussy) Saves

The priest at my church has been talking a lot about outreach lately. “How can we reach the hearts of those sinners?” he asks us every Sunday.

Hearts?

No, no, no.

We need to reach their cocks and pussies.

You see, the only way to connect with a sinner is by using a sinner. I love debauchery. I’m the dirtiest whore in the entire congregation. But that’s because I’m so loyal to Jesus. Look at how much he loved Mary Magdalene. I’m just like her, except 10x hotter, much younger, and not quite as uppity. It’s for this very reason that I have so much success converting sinners to saints.

All I have to do is use my proven technique for success: pulling down my pants.

It always secures at least a ten minute conversation, and while the men are moaning and grunting and thrusting into me, I am spreading the word about my wonderful Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.

Now all I have to do is keep it up and make sure that I’m touching lots of sex organs. The more ass I get, the more I can spread Christianity! Oh, and my pussy.

You see? Easy!

Playing With BoyToys

So this morning I was awoken by the doorbell ringing. Sleep deprivation is a cruel and unusual punishment. Seriously, you may as well just interrupt me in the middle of sex. I was not happy to slink downstairs, . . . until I saw who was at the door! It was a little boy scout selling popcorn. Without his Mom or Dad. :) “Well, hello there,” I cooed at him, fluffing up my blonde hair. “Do you want to come inside…?” The little boy was more than happy to oblige. I think he thought I was gonna give him some lemonade.

Haha. Sucker.

I lured him into the kitchen and told him I had a better treat in mind. Opening the refrigerator, I got down some cranberry juice and began pouring it in a glass very sneakily. The little boy asked where my parents were, and I told him they were gone for the weekend, which was totally true! Then I dumped the cranberry juice all over his boy scout vest. “Whoops.” I shrugged sincerely. “Sorry.” I really wasn’t.

He looked down at himself and started crying, so I decided to cheer him up. Leading him into my parent’s large, empty bathroom, I gestured for him to drop his little boy scout pants. “Go on, honey,” I encouraged him. He glanced up at me sort of horrified-looking, and I tried to quickly appease him. Sliding my hands right down into his little boy tighty-whitey underwear, I gripped his mini-dick and gave it a nice massage. He seemed much more accommodating to my attentions once I gave him something to keep his mouth busy with. I came all over his face and got some free popcorn out of the deal, too. That’s because the brat was so excited at getting his little dick touched and lapping up some real pussy, he made a frightened beeline straight out the door without grabbing his vest or his concessions.

I have that effect on people.

~~HotTeenieHillary~~

Born Again Slut

 

Last Sunday I taught Sunday School to the little ones. I was the only teacher there, filling in for the usual nun, so I had those itty-bitty girls and boys all to myself.

The first thing I taught them was about Born Again Sluts. Just because you’ve been a virgin most of your life, doesn’t mean you can’t have dirty, nasty gangbangs in filthy bathroom stalls, fuck your brains out backstage at concerts, and plow members of the opposite–and same–sex until you have so many orgasms you can’t even think straight.

The little boys and girls kept blinking at me, and their eyes got really wide. So I decided to just show them an example of what I meant.

“This is what’s called being a Disciple of Dicks,” I told them. I grabbed the little redheaded boy dressed in the miniature polo-shirt his mom had picked out for him.  Then I undid his teeny trousers and shoved them down around his ankles.

Then I had a few of the little girls crawl on their hands and knees over to the little boy with his pants down.

I told them to hold his dick in their hands like it was a holy rod of Christ.

“Then you suck it, see?” I instructed them, putting the little boy’s mini-dick into my mouth.

They tried to protest at first, but I promised them lollipops if they could just shut their damn traps.

Then all the little ones got into it, and pretty soon there was a huge orgy going on, with the super young boys and girls fingering each other, pulling off their clothes, and giggling as they practiced all the things I’d taught them.

The only problem was, they just wouldn’t stop doing it.

Eventually I had to threaten to spank them with the ruler if they didn’t calm down. I told them to put their clothes back on, and if they told their parents or anyone else what had happened, they’d all go to hell and burn in the firey pit forever and ever.

That shut them up. They all walked out to communion in a single file, with their shirts un-tucked from their pants and skirts and their hair all mussed.

Oh my God! I am on a roll now. I just can’t stop doing really good deeds!

Hillary Fucks Girls

I’m what you’d call “experimental.” Hot babes shaking their tight, round, beautiful asses in my face? FUCK, my pussy starts dripping! Yeah, I like other girls. Let’s just cut to the chase–soft lips, panting breaths, toned thighs . . . it turns me on. There’s nothing better than having your very own personal bitch to play with. That’s how I started meeting other girls at BDSM meet-ups and dominating them. I love it when a lesbian or bisexual girl strips before me slowly, just how I like it. The sight of their precious sweet spots dangling over my face while they give me a face dance is too much to resist. I can tell them to get down on their knees and eat me out for hours, and they’ll do it. Their tits are pert and aching to be groped and squeezed by my needing little hands. I like to meet submissive girls who will do anything I say. I can’t wait to get a slave collar and leash for one of my submissives and watch the view of her ass wagging as she crawls on her knees to pleasure me. It’d be so hot if I could gag her while I chewed on her hot, sensitive clit gently. I want to hear them scream my name! HILLARY. God, it makes my pussy explode like a volcano of cum–every single time.

Don’t Be A Dick-Just Fuck Me

Guys can be really brutish and rough. When they’re trying to turn me on and get me in the mood to bang, they say stuff that would make most girls feel vulnerable and frail. Not me! I like it rough. Guys who treat me like a little fucktoy for them to tie up, tie down, and use and abuse for their own pleasure? I love that. Just the other day, a group of frat guys from the college down the street came down to visit me at the library. I shelve books for the community when I’m not sucking cocks and getting my dripping wet pussy pounded from behind. There were so many different guys, and I knew I was getting on my break soon. So you know what I did? I told them to meet me behind the erotica section, because there was something I wanted to show them. When I got there, they were waiting at a study table nearby, and I quickly pulled off my soaked-through panties and threw the scrap of material over at them. It hit one of the taller guys in the head, and he retaliated by grabbing me, shoving me on my knees, and getting the other frat guys lined up in a circle around me. They cornered me and whipped out their cocks, shoving them down my throat one at a time. When I’d sucked them off and their dicks were nice and slick, they bent me over the bookshelf and fucked each hole two at a time. I was screaming in pleasure SO loud, we almost got kicked out of the library. I love to get dick up my holes! Thanks guys, you really know how to help a hot, horny girl out!

Bible Busters

Ever wanted to bust your load on a Bible Girl?

…you’ve cum to the right place.

My name is Hillary and I am a Christian. In the bible, it says: “it is better to spill your seed into the belly of a prostitute than to spill it on the floor.”  I am using my tight teen pussy and hot little mouth to fuck, suck and screw all of the carnal desire from mankind. My dripping wet little cunny and soft tiny fingers will really yank your chain! Oh, and they’ll jack your dick off too. Until you’ve thrust me on my knees, my swirling tongue worshipping your cock like the divine screwrod that it is…you’ll never be able to ejaculate those dirty thoughts running through your mind. Well, it’s up to me to save all you male, dick-endowed sinners! If you have something to confess, I will open up my ass cheeks and cute little lips and help save your soul! Oh, and I’ll swallow your load of thick, musky sperm, too.

Brainstorming At School (With Your Other Head)

I’ve been strategizing lately to get Mr. Collins naked. So far, he’s rebuked my assets at every turn . . . I can’t figure out what I’m doing wrong! I know he’s not gay; the way he salivates at my flawlessly exposed skin makes that clear enough. Then there’s my mid-morning glee when I realize that his eyes are scanning me, starting at the bottoms of my stilettos. His green eyes travel to my delicate ankles, over seamlessly porcelain skin, and up to the hem of the micro-mini skirt adoring my slender thighs. Of course, I can’t necessarily claim that I’ve been an angel myself. Oh no. I’ve been raising my eyebrows suggestively, bending over my desk to expose my cleavage, and uncrossing my legs in a very unladylike manner–all within Mr. Collins’s direct line of vision. After all, I sit front-row-center in his class. Mr. Collins’s desk is right across from mine. While my friends and I are taking tests, I find all sorts of naughty ways to get his attention. Yeah, I’m pretty good at Algebra now, but that’s not what I want Mr. Collins to teach me….

~~HotTeenieHillary

Cum Home With Me-I’ve Got Candy

My buddy Brian and I do very wicked, naughty things together. For instance, he’s got this thing for young girls with small tits, glossy hair, and soft skin. We have a shared love for the porn star Lexi Belle, and so I always make sure to find him some young, tight sluts that resemble that bitch.

Yesterday, we targeted one of his work associate’s dear little nieces. Stupid chick was walking around town with this dumb grin on her face, all alone. I stopped her on the street and asked really sweetly if she was lost. She gave me a weird look, but by that time, Brian had already grabbed her other arm and was pulling her toward the car. “Lucky we found you then, Crystal,” we cackled evilly. Brian and I pulled the sobbing little drama queen up to his bedroom. We used his curtain ties to secure her arms above her head . . . but she just wouldn’t stop bawling! “Wah, wah, wah,” we teased her. But then we had to slap her around a little bit. Otherwise, it just wouldn’t have worked to get us off. When she was thoroughly roughed up, we started tearing off her clothes and fingering her holes. Poor little Crystal couldn’t stop crying. She was praying to God for someone to save her. Too late. Brian shoved himself inside her roughly and claimed that little hoe. That’s when I towered over her and met her clear blue eyes. “Don’t you know, Crystal,” I taunted her, “that the only one you should be praying to is me?”

Don’t Touch Strangers’ (Dicks)

Ooooh, I love a good rape fantasy. They’re my absolute favorite. There’s something so fucking erotic about getting screwed against your will. The other day, I had some sick, perverted phone sex that gave me the best orgasm I’ve had in weeks. I was playing a little schoolgirl (hehehe, not so far off), and was walking to school all by my lonesome self. Of course, a kindly stranger pulled up and offered to give me a ride to school. He was older, and even though my mom warned me not to talk to strangers, I got in his car anyway. Little did I know, he was about to make me ride him right back! The guy locked the doors, whipped out his cock, and started jacking off right in front of me. I was scared, but also a little aroused. When I tried to escape the locked car doors, he pulled me toward him and yanked up my school girl skirt. Uh oh! I wasn’t wearing any panties–like always–and so he impaled my bare, slick pussy lips right on his rock-hard dick! At first, it hurt a little bit because he was being really rough . . . but then, I LOVED it! I rode him soooooo hard. Right against the steering wheel in the driver’s seat, me on his lap, and him gripping my hips and slapping me up and down. My pussy exploded like a geyser all over him, and my cum dripped down my thighs and onto his own lap. I guess I liked getting fucked like that after all!