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Desired, DUH!

     My pussy is one hot topic. Every time I check my wall on Facebook, I have at least three new posts that prove I am sought after more than Paris Hilton. There’s this one dude, especially, who sticks to me faster than herpes on a hooker. I am telling you, this guy is WARM FOR MY FREAKIN’ FORM.

     So the other day, I was walking in the park, and I could swear I heard footsteps following me. I thought it was just my imagination, but then my iPhone made that familiar little ‘ding’ sound that proved it was totally real. Turns out, my status was just then ‘liked’ by that same guy who’s been commenting on all of my pictures. He started out writing stuff like “Damn, baby!” and “That’s one fine piece of ass!”

     I mean…I obviously hear that a lot, so it meant nothing major. But then he started creeping me the **** out! His supposed compliments turned to threats. One of the scariest things he wrote to me was “I am going to find you all alone and shove my cock in that pert little ass of yours. I want to hear you choke my name.”

     So obviously I am totally paranoid because I really don’t want to get hurt. But in a lot of ways, it turns me on thinking about how thrilling it would be to get forced into sex with my Facebook stalker.

For A Good Time…

Let’s get fucked up!!!

I am such a horny bitch. There’s nothing I won’t do to get off. I got completely smashed at a party last night, passed out, and didn’t even know my own name. Some guy had been hitting on me all night, and I was like…um, slip your dick in me.

You know that totally awkward moment when you wake up in bed with, like, two other people? Yeah, babe, it’s never bad for me. I get second helpings in the morning and shake my ass for that cock. It’s fucking awesome when another chick is there too. Party girl bitches have the best cunts–they’re soft & totally ripe for the plowing. 

It is so not a party until we forget our fucking names and can’t even stand up. When my blood content is 99% alcohol, I am willing to blow a tranny, fuck a dude’s dick upside down, and take it in the ass with three guys filming it. Gimme a strong drink, a hot wingman, and a nice set of heels, and I will throw you a party you won’t ever forget, baby.

Shhhhhh Don’t tell Daddy!

 

 

The last few days, I haven’t felt like myself; my stomach hurt and I felt sick when I would smell the scent liquor…which is so unlike me! I guessed that I had the stupid stomach bug that was going around campus. My roommate sat down on my bed and seemed nervous; she asked me if I had recently had unprotected sex. It was funny because we both were on the pill; and I reminded her of that.  She said that maybe I needed to take a pregnancy test; I shot up in bed and screamed, “What?!” She reminded me about the party when I fucked the dork in front of everyone; she laughed nervously, saying that maybe he was really potent. Shit, I couldn’t even remember half of the party, so I decided to go buy a pregnancy kit.

At the pharmacy, I bought the kit and headed straight for the one-stall bathroom. I peed on the stick and waited; I was so concentrated on watching for colors that I didn’t even hear the door open behind me. “Hey, stupid little whore,” the voice said. I began trembling; those are the exact words that Reagan had used while a group of guys fucked me.  But, it had been dark, and I didn’t see any of their faces.

I turned around and he already had his hand on my mouth. “Do what I want and I won’t tell Reagan that you’re here.” He lowered me to the ground and unzipped his pants. He shoved his cock between my lips and I began sucking; he slapped my face, telling me that I was going too slow. But, my mind was on that little stick that sat on the sink. Was I pregnant? What was I going to do?

He shot his load down my throat and wiped the remaining jizz in my hair. He walked to the sink and picked up the stick. “Well, at least Daddy’s gonna be happy. Stupid little whore…” he chuckled as he left. I looked and he was right: I breathed a sigh of relief because the test was negative. I exhaled loudly, thinking that now I could go back to having fun!

A walk on the darkside with Reagan

 

 

 

 

I was walking around the parking lot when I saw this tall, beautiful woman coming toward me. She said her name was Reagan and asked if I wanted to go to a party of the century. Since I was bored and all of my friends were studying, I decided to give it a shot. After all, what could go wrong, especially if we buddied up?
During the car ride, I kept noticing a few things; I mean, she wasn’t old by any means, but she didn’t look as young as me. She was elegant and there was this undeniable seductiveness about her. Her dark clothes and makeup contrasted my bright blue shorts and pink top.


When we got there, it was dark; I wondered if people were hiding in the bushes because they thought we were cops. Anyway, a few guys stepped in front of the beams and came toward us. I was confused and didn’t know what to think. I looked at my companion, who had an evil grin on her face. There was nowhere to run. “Reagan?” I implored but couldn’t say anything else.

She forced me on the ground and instructed me to suck the gentlemen’s dicks; I wondered what power she had over them and why they didn’t want to gang up on her. The flashed their large cocks and I wasn’t sure that I would be able to take them in my mouth. Reagan told me that I’d better do it if I wanted to be alive at the end of the night. They took turns pounding me and Reagan would torture me while I was trying to keep consciousness. She’d grab ahold of my hair and push me full-force onto those ginormous cocks, making me choke and gag. At the end of the night, I was covered in cum and bruises. Someone must have dropped me back at my apartment because I woke up on the sidewalk and stumbled up to my room. I wasn’t sure why, but I felt a sense of longing for Reagan…as much as I felt terror. There was a certain amount of excitement, being used like that; and, I wondered if I’d ever had a thrill even similar to that one again. Daddy would die if he knew!

 

 

Payin’ Up, Torture-Style

 

 

The other night, my friends and I got really wasted and played poker with some of the frat guys. I didn’t know until the next morning that those stupid little round things they call ‘chips’ were money. So, there I had a hangover and a dude at my door, demanding $300. I had just gone clothes shopping and spent all the money Daddy had sent me. He laughed in my face and told me to be in the stairwell at one of the older buildings on campus that night. And, to wear something sexy. Even though I thought the location was weird, I didn’t have much choice. Sex for $300 wasn’t bad; I began thinking about how much money I could make.

So, the time came, and I put on some stockings that matched my lacey panties, black high heels, and a colorful babydoll negligée. It was dark, so most people thought I just probably had on a skimpy dress. I got to the building and he was waiting outside the stairwell. He seemed pleased. I was ready to fuck him so I could get back to the dorm; but, that wasn’t gonna happen just yet.

He held my hand and took me inside the stairwell. I looked up as far as I could see, and there were guys…some boys, some older men. I was confused. Then, I was told what to do: I’d have to have sex with any and everybody that came down those stairs. Anybody, any fantasy.

The first couple weren’t too bad; they just wanted blowjobs and titty-fucks. But, then, people got perverted. One guy pushed his beer bottle up my coochie and fucked me. Another guy took one of my shoes and put the heel inside my ass, almost whipping me apart; he kept saying, “Yeah, take that, you filthy two-bit whore”! I have no idea why he called me that, but he smelled like he hadn’t bathed in days, or at least hadn’t bathed in anything except his own piss.

One man brought his son, and I didn’t know what to think. The son pushed his gerbil in his little hands toward me; but, the dad waved it away and told him to do it himself. I was thinking, “What the fuck?!” Before I knew it, the little bastard had me bent over and was shoving that gerbil up my ass. “Now, son, make her lay down so little Freddy don’t slip out.” Lightheaded, I obeyed. The little boy crawled on top of me and I waited for him to shove his dick in my pussy. He didn’t, though. Instead, he balled up his fist and began hitting me between my legs. I yelled in pain, squeezing the gerbil even harder. I thought I would pass-out; the old man poured some bourbon down my throat to help me relax. I don’t remember him getting the gerbil out, but I know he did.

I probably stayed in that damn stairwell for at least six hours…and fucked at least 100 people. Some of ‘em were gangbangs, some were women. It was hazy, but I think the dude that I owed money stuck needles in my pussy and took pictures. All I do know for sure is that when I stumbled back to the dorm, all of my holes hurt like never before. I was bruised and bloody from different tortures and the unforgiving pavement. Every step that I took felt like knives were being stabbed in each and every muscle, some that I didn’t know I had!

Follow the Leader

This summer, I have signed up to become a camp counselor at One Way Christian Faith Camp. I went to the orientation yesterday, and those little boys and girls were racing all around! I can’t wait to spread those underdeveloped legs and get those sweet spots. The best part about messing with young ones is the fact that they don’t really know what’s going on. It’s so fun to play with innocent people because I want to teach them how to use their bodies to feel wonderful. They always fight me at first, but I intend to pull them behind the boathouse and shove them down. Maybe I’ll gag those little ones with frayed rope so they can’t scream while I’m molesting them. This is going to be a great summer. I take my responsibility as a camp counselor very seriously–I am going to make sure I treat those tiny boys and girls with the fairness of a responsible adult. I’m not selfish. I’ll make sure to rub those little coochies and suck those tiny dickies openly to give the pleasure back!

BROKEN Insides!

My snatch got all ripped up by the burglars that came in last night while I was fast asleep. Laying in my bed fingering myself, I didn’t even hear the front door opening downstairs. My loud moans overruled their footsteps, and before I knew it there was a hand cumming over my mouth. “Scream and I’ll kill you,” he leaned down and whispered. Then he ripped down my sleep shorts and shoved his hand in his pants. Taking his dick stick out, he shoved it up inside of me and used up my cunt like I’d been waiting there all night for him to cum fuck. “So good,” he told me in a gravelly voice. “I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.” I was breathing so hard from that intense orgasm, I didn’t even hear the door closing behind him as he made his escape. My cunt hole was dripping with vag juice and dick stick sperm. It was gushing all up inside of me and turning me on all over again. I reached inside of myself and got as much of that magic sex potion as I could all over my fingers and then I licked at them eagerly and desperately like the bitch I am. I hope he comes back for more.

Date Rape Fantasy

If there’s one thing I know how to do, its PARTY. Being that it was the end of the year I decided to really rock the fuck out all weekend. Something strange happened the next day when I woke up. My pussy was satisfied and swollen but I didn’t remember how it happened. The worst part is, I woke up completely naked in a lawn chair with no clothes and cum dripping out of my honey pot.  As I walked around fully exposed it started coming back to me bit by bit. I remembered smoking some pot while the school’s most popular dealer was all over me. He had his hand up my skirt, kissed all over my neck, and was basically drooling all over me. So, I got my drink and then shit went blank. Next thing I remember is Tommy Branford bringing me a drink. I used to flirt with him all the time so that he’d do my calculus homework. He was the biggest geek with glasses and big puffy hair. Haha . he always would ask if I would suck his cock like I did the football captains during the homecoming game ;) For some reason I remember how strong the drink he handed me was and then … I draw another fucking blank. Then I realized what happened. THAT LITTLE FUCKER TOMMY ROOFIED ME. Roofies are a  commonly used drug  that can make a person not fully recall their actions while under it’s influences. It’s a perfect drug to get bitches to fuck you… even when they haven’t agreed to it. I had clips of him dragging me to the back .. kissing me all over .. Then, there was my final blank. The last thing I remembered was waking up naked. I couldn’t believe it. I was furious and, honestly, a little turned on. The thought of Tommy pumping in and out of my sweet cunnie with vigor as I lay there almost completely unconscious turned me on. I never knew the dweeb had it in him! The next time I saw him I gave him a wink to assure him the next party I’ll bring the drugs.

Cheerful Victim

Friday after cheer leading practice I was standing all alone in the dark by the side of the road. Usually I have a sweater to cover up my very slutty cheer leading uniform which consists of a micro mini skirt and a belly tank top. But since I left my sweater at home. It got covered in my Mommy’s cum from when she was rubbing her pussy on my tits while I was wearing it. So I was all exposed, and a white minivan came to a crawl next to me while I was walking. My Daddy was supposed to cum pick me up, but he was late. The next thing I knew, I was getting pulled into the white truck and lots of different men were screaming at me. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” they yelled. I did as I was told, and they yanked my cheer leading skirt up and began to harshly finger my little butthole. It hurt so much! One of the guys was smacking my cunt with the palm of his hand and getting my little pink clitty all irritated and in pain. Finally the first guy shoved his huge cock inside of my backdoor and I started crying. He didn’t care. He just kept having sex with my ass and pushing me harder onto the floor of the van. When they were done with me, they threw me out and I sat there in my cheer leading uniform, crying tearfully. They drove off and told me not to tell anyone or I’d be sorry. When my Daddy came to pick me up, I was covered in blood and cum and dirty ass juice. It made my Daddy get turned on and he said he’d have fun with his little cheerleader when we got home. After my scary experience, at least that gave me something to cheer about.

Sweet Little Mona Gets Abducted!

I was coming home from school today when it happened. A man pulled up beside me as I was walking home. He asked me if I needed a ride. I told him no I didn’t, and I wasn’t allowed to talk to strangers. He pulled up a few feet and got out of the car and walked towards me. He said, “My name is Victor. And now I’m not a stranger.” He held out his hand to shake my hand. I was so nervous. He had a funny look on his face like he had a secret no one else knew. I was very scared of him but I didn’t want to be rude so I reached out to shake his hand. When I did, he scooped me up, with one hand over my mouth and walked to his car. Now I was REALLY scared. When he closed the car door he pulled out a knife and put it by my throat. He said, “If you scream, I’ll kill you, now be a good girl and shut the fuck up.” He pulled me out of his lap and placed me right beside him. I was too scared to make a sound. I just watched as we drove away from my neighborhood. I kept hoping a police car would drive by and save me, but that didn’t happen. It was dark when we got to a house in the woods, way out of town. He picked me up and brought me inside and dumped me on the bed and said, “Don’t move or I’ll kill you.”

Now I’m laying here, listening to him make sounds in the house. I’m so scared. I don’t know what he’s going to do but I do know it’s going to be very very bad. I have to try and be a good girl or he’s going to hurt me. I can hear him walking down the hallway back to this room now. I’m too scared to move. The door is opening and he’s standing there looking at me completely naked and smiling. He says, “You’re about to have a very long night little one.” He’s walking toward me! He’s standing over me! Someone help me please! I wanna go home!