We were in his car, and he was talking to me about the stress of his career. I was leaned against the passenger door and I put my feet in his lap. I rubbed his leg with my feet as if I was soothing his worries away. I was wearing a little black skirt with shiny tan pantyhose underneath. He tried to resist the urge but his hands couldn’t remain still. He began to gently massage my feet, and I knew how the shape of the arch of my feet and curves of my calves turned him on. My toes were painted with red nail polish and they looked so sexy as they wiggled while encapsulated in my sheer tan nylons. He was so aroused by this. Without warning, I began to rub his penis with my feet. I used my toes to undo the button on his jeans and worked his zipper down as I continued to rub his cock. He was so hard! The look of my feet as they stroked him through his underwear was turning me on. “Pull your pants and underwear down,” I said.
He eagerly obeyed and I used both of my sheer tan pantyhose covered feet to stroke his penis. His hands guided my feet in perfect unison with the thrusts of his hips as he squirmed. In the last few seconds before he came, I said, “Cum on my feet, cum hard. Do it, cum for me”.
He did; he came on my feet as I squeezed the arches of my feet tightly against his cock.
I slipped my hands into the waistband of my pantyhose and pulled them off, and used them to wipe up the stray cum off of him before I slowly rubbed them across his lips. I tucked them into the pocket of his shirt and reached for the door handle. “A souvenir,” I said as I got out of the car.
Author Archive for Missy
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“Hi, Mr. Tyler! Is April home?” I stood on the doorstep wearing a little pink and white shirt dress, the hem barely hitting the top of my thighs. I knew damn well April wasn’t home… she was staying with her mother for the weekend.
“No, Missy, she won’t be home till late tomorrow night.”
“Oh! That’s right, silly me! I left a pair of my shoes here … do you mind if I come in and get them?”
April’s dad looked me up and down, his eyes lingering on my long, bare legs. He stepped aside and motioned me in, and I breezed past him leaving a scent trail of jasmine perfume in my wake. I turned around and caught his eyes on my ass, “What are you up to?” I smiled.
“Oh, I was just watching some golf on TV… nothing much,” he replied. I saw the lust in his eyes as he tried to make small talk with me, which was exactly what I wanted. I’d been planning on seducing him for months.
“Can you help me find my shoes?” I walked towards April’s bedroom, and ‘accidentally’ dropped an earring. I bent over straight from my waist to pick it up and gave Mr. Tyler a view of my bare pussy. I’d purposely worn nothing under the dress. “Whoops, my earring just fell out of my ear!” I looked over my shoulder at him as I put it back in. His face was flushing and he had a peculiar look. I opened April’s bedroom door and walked in, April’s dad right behind me. I opened the closet door, pretending to look for my shoes. I turned around and Mr. Tyler had an unmistakable bulge in his pants… my plan was working! “Hmmm… I wonder where she put them?” I got down on the floor and pulled the bed skirt up, my tight little ass in the air. Mr. Tyler got down next to me and looked under the bed. Our faces were right next to each other, our lips just inches apart. I flicked my tongue out and bit down on my lower lip. My dress was hanging off my body and Mr. Tyler could see down the front of it. His eyes went from my perky tits to my mouth, and he could no longer resist… our kiss was raw, intense, hot.
“How I’ve waited for this day, Missy… I’m going to fuck you so hard, you little tease…”
“You’re only good for one thing,” I whispered in his ear. We were sitting at the hotel bar, and he’d just ordered the bottle of Dom Perignon I told him I wanted. “The only purpose you serve is paying my tab,” I continued. Our waiter arrived with a champagne bucket and the bottle. He smiled at me as he popped the cork. I looked him up and down approvingly, and again leaned over and whispered in his ear, “now someone like him… he’s good for things you’ll never be. I bet he could fuck me properly.”
I smiled back at our waiter and licked my lips. “My pay pig has the tiniest little needle dick. You should see it… it’s pathetic. Lucky for him, his wallet is fat, otherwise I wouldn’t give him the time of day. But I have many needs, and he can only fulfill one of them. He’s a pitiful pervert… he likes to stalk beautiful girls on the internet and collect their pictures without their permission. Then he plays with himself while he fantasizes that he has a chance to satisfy them with his worthless little dick!” I started laughing and tucked my hair behind my ear. “I’ve got a lot of dirt on him… sensitive information that he doesn’t want anyone to know about… so he pays.”
Our waiter looked back and forth between us, speechless. He set the bottle down into the ice and excused himself.
My piggy picked up his glass and held it up to me, as if I’d toast him. I ignored his invitation and brought my own glass to my lips. “Just keep paying or I start talking. That’s all you’re good for.”
“Begin with my feet, Bitch Boy. Lick them clean.” My slave enthusiastically took to his task, licking and sucking my feet, moving up my legs… I put my palm on his forehead before he was able to slide his tongue into my ass. “You haven’t earned the privilege of serving my ass yet, Bitch Boy. Clean my tits.”
As he was licking under my breasts, two men entered the room. Bitch Boy’s eyes strayed from me to them and he paused. I reached down and grabbed his balls, firmly tugging on them. “Focus,” I hissed at him. His tongue went back to work.
Our guests were nude, muscular men with enormous, swinging cocks. Bitch Boy’s eyes again strayed from my body over to them. I took his chin in my hand, bringing his attention back to me. “They distract you, slave?”
“Join us,” I motioned to the men. They approached and I pushed Bitch Boy back down to his knees, and guided a cock into his mouth. “Suck.” I instructed. I turned to the other man and said, “My slave is easily distracted… I think he needs to be taught a lesson.” I lifted my leg and pulled his face to my pussy. Bitch Boy whimpered as he watched the man slide his tongue into my cunt. “Oh, poor little Bitch Boy… are you feeling neglected?” I pulled his mouth off the cock and directed his tongue into my ass. I moaned as my slave and our guest licked and sucked my most sensitive, intimate spots.
But now we had a third wheel, and I am not the kind of hostess to let anyone feel left out. I reached out and grabbed for the cock that had just been in Bitch Boy’s mouth, and slid my hand up and down it. His 10″ veiny cock was throbbing. I spit on my hand and coated his dick, “Fuck my Bitch Boy,” I moaned as I began cumming.
The thrill of sifting through my dirty laundry, feeling those silky panties brush up against your hands. But I know your looking for something way more specific. Those pink thong panties you happened to get a look at when I was wearing that blue jean mini skirt. I know you went to bed last night dreaming of how close the fabric was to my sweet, young, barely legal pussy! As you continue your search you come across a pair of black laced boy short panties that have been worn in to really well! As you move them in between your hands your cock gets nice and stiff, you put them to your nose, and breath in through your nose. *Sniff Sniff* The sweet smell of my tight little cunny drives you to jerk your cock! As you sniff some more, you here my door start to creek. You look over and see me standing there, with my arms folded across my sweet tits. BUSTED!!! But you can’t bring yourself to stop! Your cock starts throbbing uncontrollably as your wrap my panties around it. The cum starts flowing to the tip of your dick. And within seconds it starts to squirt out. A panty sniffing orgasm brought to you courtesy of your sexy young play thing Missy!
If you’re into the mature pussy, I will defiantly sway you the other way. You would love how my tight, teen pussy lips grips your hard cock and sucks you in for the ultimate orgasm of your life. Unfortunately, you can’t have that sensation with old, crusty women. Just imagine the tip of your cock rubbing against my soft, smooth teen cunnie. It will feel so good and your throbbing cock will lose utter control and will force itself inside of me.
That was one nasty phone sex! I am talking about Mr B, who called me late last night. I was laying down on my bed in my red baby doll lingerie when the phone rang. Mr. B calls me regularly and I have always enjoyed our nasty phone sex calls. He went on to tell me that he loved the picture I sent him with my dildo stuck between my legs. I took that picture of me when one night I got so turned on by one of my calls and had to get my fix. Now Mr B is saying he is jacking off to my nasty picture, which I don’t mind of course. He was panting and breathing heavily while he jack his lubed dick off. And guess what, I felt my pussy drip a little bit. He said he wish I were with him so I could lick the cum off his cock. I wish I were too.
Call me now for some nasty phone sex.
I am craving for some age play phone sex a lot these days. I mean who wouldn’t? Last night I came home from school to my step daddy jacking off to my sexy pictures in my own bedroom. I stood there by the door, watching as daddy beat his dick hard, and I felt my pussy tingle every time daddy squeezes his tip. I watched as he exploded in his hands. I licked my lips wishing I could drink daddy’s cum.
Now I know for sure that my step daddy wants to fuck his little girl. I knew it! There’s a reason why daddy wants me to sit on his lap all the time. And the thought of him fucking me is unbelievably hot my pussy drips. There’s nothing I want to do right now than to have daddy put his dick into my pussy. I want to be daddy’s little fuck toy.
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I just feel like face humping you right now.
You see me at the club, your eyes are fixated on my gorgeous bod. I’m wearing a really tight dress that’s very low cut and my dress barely covers my ass and you can’t help but to notice my 6 inch stilettos heels. I’m so hot that you’re afraid I would turn you down, I am unapproachable but your cock wants you to walk over to me but your head tells you, you wouldn’t stand a chance with me. You see me dancing and you wonder if I could be that vivacious in bed. Your cock gets harder when you see me grinding on my girlfriends and kissing them as we’re dirty dancing.
What would you do if you could take me home tonight? Do you think you can handle someone like me? Or, are you going to be a loser and go home alone. The choice is yours.
