Kindall Nicole

If you were to ask me what my favorite band is, I would tell you Aerosmith. But really Def Leopard, Journey, and 80s hair bands are some of my favorite music. I guess I’m old school, because I appreciate the passion they had and the realness of how music was made back then. It takes you back in time, to a world when things were different. I love the nostalgia. When I’m not working remotely, I enjoy writing erotic fiction. I am also writing my first thriller right now. When I was in the 4th grade, my English teacher said, “You’re going to be a writer.” I am well versed in technical writing, but I’m still honing creative writing. If I’m watching TV, it’s probably The Big Bang Theory, true crime, or a classic like Uncle Buck, My Cousin Vinny, or anything Chevy Chase.  I love cooking and trying new foods and recipes. I am always coming up with a new salad variation and different ways of making an old recipe new. Yes, I’m the person who brings something like artichoke dressing or Asian ...

This is an erotic story that is considered taboo, and parts may make you laugh. It’s just fantasy. If you don’t find the roleplay scenario of “stepdaughter and daddie” enjoyable, it’s probably not for you.

It was that time of day again, the part of the day Kindall looked forward to most: sunbathing in her bikini. Kindall lay stretched out on a lounger in her backyard; oversized sunglasses shading her eyes, and her earbuds played her favorite Aerosmith songs. She had just moved in weeks ago. The boxes were mostly unpacked, the bird feeders were full, and her newly-planted butterfly garden had started to stir with flitting bursts of color. It was the first afternoon she let herself fully relax. No errands, no furniture deliveries, no to-do lists. Just sun, silence, and the breeze kissing her softly. And yet... something tugged at her awareness. She opened one eye. A shadow flickered near the fence, gone before her gaze could catch it. She sat up slightly, trying to see through the small gap in the slats that divided her yard from the next. She adjusted her sunglasses and laid back again. Maybe Rick is working out in the backyard? Or maybe he was taking a peek at her butterfly garden, not r...

Are you a newbie who is super nervous about meeting face to face and want to connect first? I don't blame you. When we meet people in other situations, we typically have already connected and have built up to a point where we feel familiar with each other and comfortable about meeting in person. Of the experiences I offer, my most popular is Spoiled by Kindall, a 3-hour session that typically entails having an outing at a restaurant or dining in, and then... sensual alone time. It is perfect for connecting and taking things slow. But understandably, you may not be ready yet to take that leap.  I completely understand that. We can have a few phonecalls before meeting, paid for via Amazon's "text a giftcard" feature. Simply visit Amazon's site and type "text a giftcard," select an Amazon giftcard, and enter my phone number as the recipient.  We can learn more about each other, discuss questions you may have, or you can share about your experiences via a ph...

Joe was dreaming... again .  Kindall was smiling at him, leaning in close, her fingers grazing his chest. Her voice soft and teasing, saying things a sweet girl next door would surely never say in daylight.  He touched her golden hair. Her skin radiated a warmth that felt impossibly tender, as if she’d been made only for his touch. They moved together. They were somewhere private. Somewhere only they existed. She whispered his name. He moaned, hips jerking, body trembling. The sensation overwhelming him completely.  In the waking world, his wife stirred. “Joe?” her sleepy voice murmured.  He came to with a jolt, chest tight and unsteady, finally managing to open his eyes. “Sorry. Just… bad dream,” he mumbled, turning over quickly. But it wasn’t a bad dream. It was one of the best dreams he'd ever had... one he wanted desperately to come true. He stared at the wall, willing his body to quiet, the damp sheet beneath him sticking to his skin. . . . . . .  Down the ...

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There's a certain level of trust that is required to have a comfortable and fulfilling experience with a provider. You have to be at ease, confident they are the person portrayed online and that they have up-to-date photos. There is no better way to prove this than to see their social media. It's a timeline, with the actual date of each post or image. When you can trust the provider, it's not just you who's going to have a great experience, the provider will as well. Scared, nervous energy is not sexy energy. Am I right? The first time you meet will always be a little nerve-wracking. But when you have a window into their personality and are able to see a social media timeline, in addition to reviews, you can relax, take a big exhale, and replace fear  with confidence , allowing you to fully enjoy the experience. There are so many photos that I share on my Twitter. Just Twitter and nowhere else. I don't use social media for any other purpose but to provide a window i...