I Am A Pizza
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The Naughty Girl pt. 2
Noelle couldn't believe how well her plan was playing out. She had Santa wrapped around her finger while her hand was wrapped around his cock. She spit a little on the head in order to lube it up and started to slowly stroke it, gaining speed as she went along. Every time she massaged the head, Santa would let out a moan of pleasure.
By I Am A Pizza4 years ago in Filthy
The Naughty Girl
Noelle was just pulling out the last batch of Christmas cookies from the oven. Her house smelled amazing as she sang and dance to her favorite Christmas songs while decorating her cookies. She loved this time of year, it was her favorite holiday after all.
By I Am A Pizza4 years ago in Filthy
Late Night Loving
Ana was asleep in her bed next to her love, Damien. Her slumber was soon interrupted due to a sound she did not know the source of. After a few moments, she assumed it was Damien sleep talking again. He did it somewhat often. It was a quirky habit of his, and she found it amusing due to the fact that she couldn’t understand anything he was saying. In contrast to his usual tone, it was very loud and confident, so very different to his normal ways that Ana always giggled. It was one of the many things that Damien did that amused her.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Filthy
My Struggle with Loving the Woman in the Mirror
Image Credit to Olivia Hinebaugh All throughout my life, I was tiny. Although a size one who ate plenty, I was not immune to the "you look sorta anorexic" jab. My once high metabolism and eight years of dance were to thank for that. I never thought I looked anorexic, so I came to believe it was an attempt to bring me down, despite me being perfectly healthy.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Viva
Lust for Love
My mother and I have been alone for years. My dad left us when I was only six, so it's not like I remember him or anything. I used to ask my mother why he abandoned us, but she only responded that he wasn't mature enough to handle adult responsibilities, so he ran off.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Filthy
To All Men That Tell Women to Smile
Dear all men who think they are entitled to women's smiles, Stop. When we are sitting at a bar, casually scrolling through our phone, or just simply walking by, the last thing we want is a random man to rudely intrude into our personal bubble. If you want to talk to us, a simple hello will do. If we say no to that, it is not a green light to further talk to us until we give in, nor is it a reason to get unreasonable, i.e. get ridiculously pissed off that you weren't given a chance. We don't have to give you a chance if we don't want to. Period.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Viva
Forbidden
Maria couldn't explain it, she had always been this way. She would never admit it to anyone, but she had a secret fetish of wanting to be fucked by an older man. Every time she would masturbate, it would be to a porn of an older man ravishing young pussy. There was just something about it that turned her on so much. Maybe because in the movies she watched when she was younger, the older guy never got what he wanted from a younger girl, so to see him actually get what he wanted, satisfied her so much.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Filthy
Tricked (Pt. 3)
Eleanor didn't know how she managed to drive herself home. She was still in a haze from her mind-blowing orgasm and her vagina and ass were so sore from being pounded by Jacob. But it was a good kind of pain, great in fact. So great she was ashamed she liked it.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Filthy
I Love You—Love, Me
Dana was sitting in her Biology class. Life at Jefferson High was not horrible, but then again, it is high school. She wasn't the most popular junior girl, but she wasn't a loser either, an in-betweener you could say. She was average height with long dark brown hair and gray-blue eyes, and she was always rather fit due to her passion for ballet.
By I Am A Pizza5 years ago in Humans