Sometimes, there’s just not enough cock. I get a craving to have both of my tight holes filled. I was talking to one of my fuck buddies and mentioned that I really needed a good dp pounding. He moaned a little in the phone and told me he would be over soon. About an hour later, there was a knock at the door, and my fuck buddy came in with a buddy of his own. My body trembled with excitement and I hit my knees to start pulling those cocks out. I slurped on those huge pricks like I was starving. We moved it into my living room. One cock stayed in my mouth as I was bent of the arm of the couch and treated to a proper pussy pounding by the other. I was passed back and forth between them for a little while and then the fun began. They both squeezed those huge dicks into my wet pussy. It was amazing! I came so many times for them before I felt one slip into my ass. Mmmmmm… that was just what I wanted and needed. It was like a race to see who could fuck which hole the hardest and I was the one who reaped the reward. 2 creamed filled holes! Just what I needed.
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I went out with a new guy last night. It was really… nice. He was a nice guy. Too nice. I can’t say that I wasn’t having a good time. He was very charming, just not my type.. or so I thought. When he walked me to the door, I leaned forward to give him a little peck on the cheek. As my face got closer, I felt his hand grab a handful of my hair and twist my head back. My mouth was filled with his tongue as he gave me a hard kiss. I was too shocked to say much and he took advantage of that, letting his tongue sink in again and again. I forgot all about the man I had earlier placed in the “friend zone” and began to turn myself over to this delicious dom. He pulled away from my mouth and said, “Unless you want me to fuck you right here at the front door, you’ll get in the fucking house.” He didn’t have to tell me twice. I fumbled the door open and walked ahead of him toward the bedroom. He wasn’t having that. He grabbed my arm and twisted until I was on my knees. He took his belt off and bound my arms behind my back. His cock went down my throat and I struggled to take it all. I choked and gagged on that massive dick, having no choice but take it. He pulled me up by my shoulders and pushed me against the front door. He pushed my dress up and put his hand down the back of my panties, plunging three fingers in deep. He finger fucked my already soaked pussy until my juices began to run down my thighs. When I was wet enough for him, he ripped my panties off and gave my cunt a good slap. His forearm went to the back of my neck and his dick went in balls deep. He pounded me harder than I had ever been pounded before. My arms were tied behind me, my face was pressed hard into the door and my legs were shaking in my 6 inch heels. The only thing I could do was cum. I felt him pull away and his hands pressed on my shoulders until I was on my knees again. He ripped the front of my dress open, exposing my tits. He stroked his cock until my tits were covered in his sticky cum. He leaned forward and kissed me again. “Don’t get comfortable, I’m far from finished with you…”
I have a certain caller that is my special panty boy. I call him Markita and I just love dressing him up in the sluttiest clothes. I take him into my room and surprise him with all kinds of naughty things: sexy lingerie, short slutty dresses, stockings and his favorite 6 inch heels. He likes to look as beautiful as his mistress, so I make sure he has perfect big tits and gorgeous red hair. I take my time doing his makeup to complete his look. Once I have my Markita all dressed up.. it’s time to tear him apart 😉 I’ve trained him how to please my cock. He takes it all the way down and gags on it. I reward him by rubbing his little clitty in his panties. I love how he moans when I play with him. He begs, “fuck me Mistress,” and I can’t resist. I bend him over and pound his little panty slut ass. His clitty starts to twitch and makes a creamy mess in his panties. No matter how rough I am, Markita always comes back for more!
Debauchery: Excessive indulgence in sensual pleasures.
Debauchery has always been one of my favorite words and 2014 was definitely full of it! There is no doubt that I absolutely indulged in sensual pleasures every day last year. Between my own personal sexcapades and the hot phone fucks I had, it was one stimulating year. From being the submissive slut of your dreams to the dominant bitch from your nightmares, I’ve done a little of everything. I came every single day last year… and I want to try for a second year in a row! I think we can all use just a little more debauchery in our lives.
Thank you all for a super sexy 2014! Let’s make 2015 even steamier!
It’s been a long week, and I’m ready to relax a little and work off some of this crazy sexual frustration! It’s time to put on my favorite little mini skirt and halter top. It’s time for a good, old-fashioned man hunt. No man can ever resist me when I’m in that mode. I’ll go to my favorite bar, my eyes scanning the crowd. When I finally settle on the man or men that make my pussy clench. I sit at the bar, sipping my drink, casting glances at the chosen one. I don’t care who he’s with. If I want him, he’s mine. I’ll move to the floor and dance, making sure to keep my eyes locked on his. He’ll be intoxicated… and all mine. I’ve rented a room at the hotel across the street. I can never make it all the way home. Once I have him in my grasp, he’ll be lucky to make it to the door before I have his cock out of his pants and deep down my throat. I’ll get him in the room and then….
You don’t have to let me cum, but you do. You push me hard, that’s no secret. You make me scream and curse in frustration. I tell you I hate you, all the while begging for a release you withhold from me. You hear the desperation in my voice and you laugh at me, telling me how hard my begging makes your cock. The mental fucking you give is almost worse than being denied. Just when I think you’re going to give me the relief I’m begging for, you remind me how selfish I am. I hadn’t made you cum yet. Even with the sexual torture you inflict, I still want to please you. Hearing your pleasure is music to my ears. Knowing that you’re pleased with me makes my pussy drip even more. I can hear you thinking, deciding if you’ll allow it. You start pushing again, making me tease myself, pulling away every time I get close. Closer. Closer. Then you give your command. You allow me to cum… and I scream as I explode. You’re so generous with me sir. Thank you.
Right between my thighs, that’s exactly where I want you. I worship your cock and please you every night. I think it’s time that Ginger gets a little attention of her own. Take your time, licking my pussy slowly, tasting me. Your moan tells me how sweet I am, how good I taste on your tongue. I feel your fingers parting my lips, shoving your tongue deep inside. I prop myself up on my elbows so I can watch. You look so sexy, your eyes closed, savoring me. Your hands run up and down my legs before you push them back, nearly over my head. Your mouth becomes aggressive, eating me up. I can hardly contain my screams as I feel your tongue move lower, rimming my ass. My hand moves into your hair as I shove your face in deeper. I lose count at how many times you make me cum. Every time I feel like I’ve had enough, you push me further, associating your fingers now with my pleasure. It’s going to be a long night.































































































































































































