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Are you alone on Thanksgiving?

Well sugar, theres no need to fret, I will keep you company. I get so horny when I start to do all of those cute little “wifey” things… cooking, baking….it makes me wish you were here, coming up behind me in the kitchen. You wrap your arms around me, kiss my neck, squeeze me tits. You begin to untie my apron,and pull down my little capri pants. My hands are all covered with sugar and honey from the baklava I am making for dessert, as I turn and reach for your stiffening cock. I begin to caress it, stroke it as you unhook my bra, kissing me deeply. I sink slowly to my knees, and take your cock onto my tongue, tasting the sweet sugar from my hands. I want to devour you, I want you to devour me…right there on the table. You pull me to my feet, pick me up by my waist and set me on the table_on top of the marshmallows I had placed there for the candied yams. you spread me wide open…licking my sweet pussy, the marshmallows sticking to your tongue as you push them deep inside of me with your tongue and then eagerly fish them out. My nipples stifften, youre driving me mad! All I want is to feel your cock sliding up in me, pulsing, pounding, making my heart race and my pussy convulse~

~~and thats just the appetizer!~

Call me today and we can take this straight through to dessert!!;)

Blood Sports Phone sex

Some days…I am tellin ya! Today I woke up to a big bloody mess. My period came in the middle of the night, 2 days early. I guess It may have been pounded out of me by the threesome I had Wednesday night, and in that case, I guess it was worth it!!!;) .Anyway, not the nicest thing to wake up to, but I stripped the sheets and took my bloody panties out to the trash can in my bathrobe. I was enjoying a steaming hot shower, and rubbing an orgasm out [it helps with the cramps, you know…] when I heard my dog outside, completely losing his mind. I figured one of the neighborhood dogs was over at the trashcan having caught the scent of my panties in the cool morning air. I finished up, put my robe on, and crept to the window to have a peek…..

OMG.

It wasnt a dog at all! Well, not the 4 legged kind anyway! There was a guy at the can, who must have seen me make my deposit. he was standing over the trash with my bloody panties in his hand. I watched as he lifted them to his face, sniffed, and then stuck them in his mouth, sucking on them. I had never seen such a thing, right there in the middle of the street! He turned quickly and walked away, disappearing around the corner and down the hill. I bet I will see him again, probably in about a month…LOL!

Sweet Treats~

Would you like to play a little game with me? Ya see, after Halloween, I find myself with all of the bags of tiny M&Ms.  It would be a shame to let them go to waste, dont you think? SO… here is what I was thinking. We are going to play a little game of hide-n-seek. I am going to take all of these little candies and put them all over my body as I lay on the kitchen table for you.

Then, I will cover myself with whipped cream. It is going to be your job to find all of the tiny candies hidden underneath the whipped cream without using your hands.

Sound like fun? Well it had better, cuz it sounds like an awesome time to me!! Its like a little treasure hunt!

Cum get your goodies, baby… ~Lexi is waiting!

Feeling evil today, cum slaves….

HAPPY HALLOWEEN VERMIN!!!

You are a worthless excuse for a man, that is why you are here isn’t it?  A worm, a useless maggot craving the humiliation that only a perfect Mistress knows how to dish out.  Humiliating you is one of my most favorite things and nothing amuses me like a squirming worm begging — begging for more, begging for mercy, begging to be under my control. You’re pathetic enough to warrant the vitriolic verbal punishment from a Goddess such as myself.  You should feel ashamed being as wretched as you are. Your mere existence makes me want to puke.


I ll abuse your mind. I will degrade you and I will use you.  And you, my wretched worm, will pay dearly, literally and figuratively, for the privilege of being allowed in my presence. Dirty worthless slave boys have no need for anything but to serve this beautiful Goddess. You, without me, are less than nothing, a piece of shit not even worth stepping on. I know it and more importantly, your disgusting little worm dick knows it too.

This is not your typical phone sex, as a matter of fact, there may likely be no sex at all. I might let you kiss my ass and, if you’re able to pay my “cum tax,” you may even be given the privilege of humping the floor until you squeeze out a tiny drop of your maggot spooge from that tiny shrimp dick.


I’m not, however, entirely about humiliation. I am about pushing your limits in every way possible.  That’s right, I am going to have you doing things you never thought you would.  Even better, I will make you CRAVE the things that disgust you, for that is what it takes to please me.


I’ve prepared a list of other things that amuse and please me on the phone. You sad little cum dumpsters have no imagination without the one I inject into your brain, so here are a few things that makes your Goddess smile:


~ I love boys who have a foot fetish or an ass fetish.  Feet, leg and ass worship is a plus!
~ Stockings and nylons and pantyhose fetishists
~ Panties, Slips, Girdles and Assorted Lingerie (a cross dressing favorite!)

~ Forced Feminization – Crossdressing – Sissy Training – Slut Training for you pussy boys
~ Facesitting – Pussy smothering and Ass smothering
~ Cock and Ball Tease (Extra naughty boys love CBT!)

~ Cuckold Phone Sex
~ Tease and Denial with emphasis on “denial”. This includes chastity training & keyholder services.
~ ‘Submissve’ Adult Babies and diaper lovers – ab/dl
~ Anal Training, strapon sex, and forced bi, dildo play


In case you haven’t noticed, I am a harsh and demanding Mistress Goddess.  I take pleasure in your weakness, your suffering and your money.  What better use for your time and money than serving this most perfect Goddess Mistress?  Get out your wallet, pick up the phone and dial my number.

For my Thomas….

Sorry you got all wound up last night… here’s a little apology for you!{WINK}

My younger sister Kristy and I have always been very close. Since we are only a year apart, my parents treated us like we were a twin set of boys. By that I mean we took baths together until we were about 10 and we were forced to sleep in the same hotel bed on family vacations until I was 16. We finally needed our own beds because even though we were close we still always fought about everything, just like any other brother and sister.

When we were younger my sister was quite the tomboy. She always chose to follow my friends and I to get in whatever mischief we were in. She would even participate in our wrestling matches, she was tough pinning my friends and myself frequently. She went through puberty before I did and was bigger then me for over a year. It was embarrassing to have my 5-5 younger sister towering over me.

This all changed as I grew older, she stayed at 5-5 and blossomed while I grew to be 6-0. Height wasn’t the only thing to change. She had grown into beautiful women. She has long blonde hair, blue eyes, long slender legs, a beautifully tight ass, and a huge set of breasts. She is very athletic and spends a lot of time at the beach. All that time she spent at the beach, with her beach bunny friends, gave her a dark copper tone tan only comparable to the girls of Bay Watch.

Even though we had gotten older we still were pretty liberal with what we wore around each other. She saw me in my underwear frequently and I saw her in her bra and underwear frequently. Every time I saw her in her undies I would ogle over her luscious tan body. When she would see me look I would whistle and joke and she would tell me to shut up. She thought I was just kidding, but she was definitely something to whistle at.

She would always bring one or two of her buxom blonde friends home with her. They were unbelievably hot, but I still didn’t think they were comparable to her. I always made sure to walk out in my underwear when they were around, and Kristy would holler at me to put some clothes on. I would walk out in my briefs and say, “Well hello ladies, how are you all doing today.” I know they all had crushes on me so I had to oblige them while pissing my sister off.

I had girlfriend after girlfriend throughout high school but I was always horny over my sister. I would watch her prance around the house carelessly in a T-Shirt and underwear. I could not even begin to count the number of times I had to retreat to my room to masturbate about having sex with her. Thinking about her skimpy tank tops and frilly panties that would crawl up the crack of her solid ass. I masturbated for years about fucking her. Right up to the time I had to go to college.

The women at college allowed me to get my mind off my hot little sister back home. Since I chose to go to college 2000 miles away, I wasn’t going to be able to check out her sweet body until Christmas. Finally Christmas Break came and I was on a plane back home. On the plane, thoughts of my sister came flowing back to me, flooding my head with graphic fantasies. Her big round tits, that nice tight ass, and those gorgeous legs. I had to get up while flying over the over the Mississippi and jerk off in the plane bathroom.

I arrived at the airport and could not wait to see my family. When I came out of the tunnel there she was, my 18 year old sister. More beautiful then I even remembered. She was wearing a skintight white sweater that stopped right above her bellybutton. For pants, she was wearing a black pair of those spandex like material pants that you always see girls at nightclubs wear. Even though it was winter she was still tanned and toned. She was gorgeous, and was hysterically happy to see me. She began jumping up and down; exposing her tight abs and making her luscious tits bounce bounce almost hypnotically. She ran over grabbing me in a bear hug. I could feel her warm mounds pressing on my stomach. She then stood on her tows and planted a big kiss right on my lips. I was forced to push her away because my erection was coming back, and a big boner is no way to great your family.

” Where’s Mom and Dad,” I asked. “Mom’s Aunt Edna had a slight stroke, so they drove upstate for the weekend to make sure she’s all right,” she replied. ” That sucks,” I said. ” It will be just me and the hunky college guy hanging out this weekend,” she joked. When I thought about it, she was right, it wasn’t that bad.

It was about 9 P.M when we got back from the airport. I was pretty tired but she was still all excited about spending time with me. ” Let’s stay up and watch movies,” she said, as we pulled into the driveway. ” Did you rent some?” I asked. ” No but Mom and Dad have some,” she said with a coy smile.

I immediately dropped my bags at the door and plopped my ass on the couch. “Make us some drinks and popcorn, lazybones, while I go change and get some movies,” she said, as she ran up the stairs. I grabbed a few of Dad’s beers for me, along with few whine coolers for her. I waited for the microwave popcorn and returned to the living room. She was taking forever, but before I called to her, I finally heard her come thumping down the stairs.

As I turned to ask her what took so long, my heart stopped. She was wearing a skin tight T-Shirt and a very small pair of black. Her panties formed downward into V under her belly button and had little red bow directly in the middle. They weren’t quite as small as a thong but she looked sexy regardless. They went up into a thin band at the waste, then back into enough material to barely cover her gorgeous ass. She bounced across the room while I watched her braless tits stretch the thin material for all it was worth. I jokingly whistled and she just looked at me and winked. She was just drop dead gorgeous and she knew it.

She got on all fours, since the VCR was beneath the T.V, and began to set up the movie. She was in a perfect doggie style position. Her ass was angled up into the air, her back was arched, and she was resting on her elbows. Her panties began to creep into her little ass crack, but she slowly reached behind her and pulled them out. She did it slowly enough that she pulled them from her ass and held them 2 inches from her ass. I was about 6 feet away, but I could easily make out her fuzzy little pussy.

She then hopped up, walked over, and plopped down beside me on the couch. She began to giggle, and before I could ask why, I found out. She had gotten into Mom and Dad’s hidden Pornos. Like having her magnificent body next to me wasn’t enough, now I had to suffer through these cock-hardening skin flicks.

We laughed and poked fun at the movies for a while, but we eventually grew quiet. She lay there on the couch next to me. She was propped up on her elbow using my shoulder as a headrest. Her legs were sprawled out on the couch totally exposing her mound of warm pussy. Her fidgety behavior let me know that the movies were getting her very aroused. She kept rubbing her foot up and down her tanned leg while she rubbed her stomach just above her panty line. The more I watched her get aroused, the harder my dick became. Suddenly a sense of guilt caught me, and I grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch to cover my bulging hard-on.

“I’m cold,” I told her.

“Me too,” she said, as she grabbed the other blanket and a pillow, and laid her head directly on my crotch. I was so horny, but I couldn’t begin to think of how to go about seducing my own sister. We sat there in silence for about another hour until I eventually began to dose off.

I was almost asleep when Kristy began to shake me. ” Are you awake,” she said. But I just laid there and tried to recover from my jet lag, since watching her was more like punishment anyway. She continued to shake me for about another minute, but I laid still and faked he that I was snoring lightly.

She then did something unexpected. She quietly pulled the blanket off me exposing my lap. She said my name one more time and waited for a second. She then unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock out of my underwear. I could feel her hot breath on the head of my dick and it was driving me crazy. My dick grew hard in seconds, but I still acted as though I were sleeping and she was buying it, since I am such a heavy sleeper anyways. I opened my eye a slit and saw a remarkable sight. She was lying there analyzing my cock with one hand while she rubbed her pussy through her underwear with the other.

I finally reacted and sat up looking directly at her. She was obviously very embarrassed. She apologized and then begged me not to tell anyone. So I agreed not to tell anyone on the condition that I got to see her naked. “You don’t want to see me naked, do you?” She replied.

“Of course I do, you have an awesome body,” I told her. She was all smiles over my complement. She stood up and immediately slid out of her panties. Then she did a little tease with her shirt. She began to do a little dance as she slowly pulled it up over her head. Her tits were beautiful. They were two perfectly round, grapefruits sized melons that stayed perfectly in place. Her nipples were smaller then I expected. I thought that with tits her size, she would have dollar sized nipples but they were actually those cute little nipples that I had come accustomed to sucking on at college.

“So what do you think?” she asked. “You have the sexiest body I have ever seen,” I replied. ” Do you want to touch them?” she asked. I immediately stood up and grabbed both of her gorgeous tits. She looked up at me with her big blue eyes as we locked lips. I tried to take it slow but she was too excited. She drove her tongue into my mouth and grabbed my aching cock with both of her hands. She ferociously dropped my pants and began pulling off my shirt.

We were consumed with lust. I kept thinking to myself, I can’t believe this is happening, but it was and there was no turning back. I spun her around, pushing her to the couch. She glared at me through her lustful eyes. ” Fuck me now!!” she demanded. I knelt down in front of her and buried my face into her wer pussy. She screamed as though she was being tortured. She was going crazy, grabbing the hair on the side of my head and shoving my face into her pussy. She put her feet on my shoulders and kicked me back. “I said I wanted you to fuck me!!” she demanded.

I stood up so that I was looking down upon her while she lied there with her legs spread, exposing her glistening pink pussy while she fingered herself. I braced myself by grabbing the headrest on the sofa. Without breaking any eye contact she grabbed my cock and lined it up with her awaiting pussy. As the head of my dick came into contact with her warm pussy, shivers shot down my spine. I slowly inserted my member, pumping it in and out savoring every last stroke. “Let’s go upstairs,” she said. So without pulling my dick out I picked her up off the couch as she wrapped her body around mine.

I carried her up the stairs with both of my hands gripping her ass along with my cock buried 9 inches into are sweet warm pussy. I brought her into our parent’s room and fell backward on the bed, putting her on top of me. She was insane. She fucked me so hard that I could fell me hips beginning to bruise, but I loved it. She was tossing her head of blonde hair everywhere while she pulled at her nipples. I then jammed my fingers into her mouth. She erotically sucked on them while her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

She was beginning to cum. She bit down on my fingers causing the pain to shoot down through my arm. It hurt but it was turning me on unbelievably. “When she was finished cumming she quickly asked, “Do you want to cum?”

“Of course,” I said. She climbed off of me and took my cock into her mouth. She kept looking at me with a big smile on her face while she licked my cock. It took no time at all for me to cum. She licked my balls, my shaft, my head, then she took then she began to deep-throat me. She was fantastic, not even one scrape. When I began to cum she pulled my dick out of her mouth and began jacking me off with my dick pointed upwards. She watched in awe as I came all over my stomach and chest. When I finished she ran her hand through the cum then took her cum covered hand and licked it all off. God, you can only imagine how hot she looked. She then proceeded to lick it all off my leaving me without a drop of mess.

We spent the rest of the weekend acting as a couple. I cannot even count how many times I had an orgasm that weekend. She later decided to go to college with me when she graduated. We live together in a small apartment. We both keep relationships to cover up our true relationship, but we still have sex every moment we are alone.

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I love to have a hot steamy phone sex call with my Panty sluts as we chat about your sissy ways, your freaky hose and your sexy lingerie, how the silky panties feel and what fem name I’m going to pick for you!
Cum look for me in out chat room so I can embarrass you with your fem name in front of all my sexy girlfriends and we can set up our Hot Call.

Balloons~~~>(@)

POP!

ouch! The third one popped right in my face.

Blow up another.

ok.

puff-puff-puff…..

ok…I have 3 of them now.

Good. Now pop them….with your fingernails. Pick at them!

screetching, dry, rubbery fingers.Squeeking on the smooth round face of the balloons.

Pick.POP!

OOOO!!!

Pick….Pick…….POP!

Ummmmmmm…ooohhhhhh…..

Pickpickpick…..poke!POP!!!!

OOOOoooooooooo!!!!!

I just popped myself!!

 What fun!!!

http://www.balloondirectory.com/   GO have some fun, my little latex lovers!

Sexy Lexi

So you want a good story?

Well, I worked LONG and HARD [lol] on this one, trying to remember every delicious detail, and just give it justice when applied to paper.. I think I accomplished it, too! Do me a favor and give me a vote if you like what you see! Thanks Guys!!

http://phonesexlexi.com/phone-sex/goodnight-lover-dream-of-me/

 

 

The Rubber Ball

I won’t even get into how I had ended up here. Well, alright, I guess I have to? But the details- the Rubber Ball, fetishist’s dream come to life- need to remain mum. Suffice it to say that if you want to fuck in a coffin, you can do that here. Mmmhmm. Damn fucking straight, and you know that’s what every little vampirella wants to do. So I put on my best rubber dress- yes, rubber- and I found the hottest vampire stud I could and here we are.

Oh, he’s not really a vampire. You didn’t believe that, did you? But he is a hot stud. Fishnet shirt covering a tattooed torso. His stomach says something, but I didn’t pay much attention. ‘Punx’, I think. That’s pretty fucking hot. Tattooed arms. Tattooed back. Pierced lips. A Monroe. On, you can say that Monroe’s are not meant for boys but I will beg to differ til the sun goes down. Or rises, for that matter. And if the pierced boy in question is wearing fishnet and black leather pants, with messy black hair covering his face…Mmmm. Fuck if I care what he does or doesn’t have pierced.

The coffin is pretty tight. As you would expect a coffin to be. Obviously, it’s a prop built for this event, because how else could we fit two adults inside the damned thing and shut the lid? Yes, that’s right: I shut the lid. There’s no excitement in riding some poor schmuck who’s laying in a coffin, lid open, and the crowds around us watching. Where’s the fun in that? There is none, clearly. It’s cliche. It’s been done. When I found this tasty morsel, I wanted to lay him inside the casket, shut the lid, and tear the fishnet from his body. Leaving scratches. I hope I marked him. As my own. Forever. Eternally.

Tonight is about eternity.

So inside the coffin, he is growling. I didn’t stop to ask his name. It didn’t seem particularly important. So whatever the fuck his name is, he’s growling and moaning as I drag my long nails across his chest. Fishnet still intact. But not for long. As we lay side by side in the infinite darkness, our lips meet. We do battle. His tongue searching my mouth, my tongue searching his soul. He tastes of candy and cotton and chocolate and blood. Fake blood. There’s a certain sugary sweetness to his taste, and I lose myself. Almost forget that I am poised to rip his clothing from his stocky little body. He is short. He fits inside this tomb so perfectly. He and I. Together.

I feel his growing enjoyment to be here, and I moan to myself. Wait til I get my hands on that. He’s not so patient, and his hands are already working up inside my silk panties. Forcing my legs apart. Pushing my skirts upward. There is no room for this. There is nowhere to stretch. I feel claustrophobic. I feel suffocated. I love this feeling. His body so close, his breath surrounding me. The sounds of our lips and tongues and hands and fingers. So tight. Everything is so tight inside this…

“I want to taste you,” he breathes. The warmth fogs my mind. “I want to taste you here,” he beckons, inserting a gloved finger inside my moistness.

“There’s no room,” I breathe back. My mind is a cloud, a haze. I want to feel, want to feel everything he has to offer. But we are, afterall, confined inside this black sarcophagus.

“Open the lid,” he states, starting to twist and contort. “I’ll sixty-“

“No!” I demand, grabbing his throat and stalling his movements. “We do this my way.”

He nods.

I squeeze his throat tighter, harsher. He squeaks. “I want to tear your clothes off of you.”

He nods again.

“I want you to bleed for me.”

With that, I began the process of ripping his fishnet shirt from his beautiful body. I scratched and tore and pulled and bit. He was bleeding. My nails tore long trails into his skin, my teeth closed over his right nipple. It was all a part of the rush, of the game. He lay submissively beside me as I ravaged him. As I dominated his body and took him for my own pleasure. As the fishnet became nothing more than strands of torn fabric encasing his chest, my right hand slid slowly down to the fly of his pants. Unzipping. Slowly. So slowly. Teasing him. The gaspes from those pierced lips sending my body into bliss. So beautiful. So languid. He gasped as I finally took him into my hand. He was already semi-hard.

“Thank god,” he breathed into my ear, the warmth prickling my skin. “These pants are too tight for this.”

“I will tear them off you,” I promised, licking my lips and squeezing his length. “Don’t worry.”

“Oh god,” he growled, tossing his head back into the silk lining. That was the positive side to attending fetish events: the props, as they were, were always designed for ideal useage. Or in this instance, fornication. Hence the oversized coffin for two, lined in silk. Black silk, in fact. Somewhere underneath our bodies, there were red rose petals as well. I could smell them, feel them sticking to my legs on occassion. But I had yet to see one.

Trying to remove such items as pants- especially tight black leather ones- while inside of a closed casket was, however, tricky. That was something that could not be worked around or planned for; one just had to indulge and do their best. Removing his pants proved interesting. Thankfully, again, I had chose a short little stud. He inched up his legs, I tugged, he twisted, we rolled and the pants were down enough. Enough. I didn’t need them off, I just needed some room to work. Work. You realize what that means, yes?

Before long, he was embedded deep inside my velvety depths. He was so hard. So long. So thick. Girth is important. No little vampette wants her beautiful male lead to be, well, unimpressive. As they say. He was impressive. I could work with this. And oh I would. I moan and screamed and pulled that shiney black hair. Rough. I wanted this to be rough and I wanted it to hurt. Of course, there were space limitations and thrusting is difficult when…trapped inside a coffin.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his hips driving forward and forcing his erection deeper. “So tight.”

“So sinful,” I countered, licking up his scruffy jaw line.

He moaned, pulling our bodies tighter. Frantic hands grasped for my breasts, still enclosed tightly in my silk corset. Of course. Played out, I know; but every good vampirella loves a corset. Mine happened to eccentuate my large breasts. Natural. I wanted to bury his face in my cleavage, but there was no time for that. Instead, I forced our bodies to slam together rougher. Harder. Louder. Everything inside this encasement was so loud. So vibrant. I could hear and feel our every move. His every breath. His every-

“So close,” he panted, his hands digging into my hips. Marks would be there tomorrow. I was marked. Fuck, I loved this kinky shit.

“Cum for me baby,” I taunted, licking his jaw again. “Cum deep, cum hard.”

My nails dug into his back, the blood seeping out onto my fingertips. I brought my middle finger to my lips and sucked hard. Just that action seemed to drive him over the edge, and it was shortly thereafter that I felt him melting from my body and seeping down the insides of my thighs. Surely, the black silk would be stained. Beautifully. How wonderful to know that we had left our mark on this fetish ball. How deliciously perfect it is to feel this evil.

I opened the lid of the coffin, climbed out, and left him there. Panting for breath. Calling out for my name.

He didn’t even know my name.

A Great Idea!!

 I was chatting with a client today, talking abotu all sorts of different sex games and such.. and light bondage came up.

The thought alone got my juices flowing, so I thought up a little scheme…

As many of you know, I am notorious for having parties! Well how about throwing one, where I am the party favor?

my “guests” will tie my hands, blind fold me… stand me against a wall, and have their way with me.. men and women alike, for around four hours.

No ruff stuff… just hands… mouths… cocks.. and I never know who or what is doing the pleasuring! $ hours of pure erotisism…. wow.. I am going to print up the invitations right now!!!!