I don’t even remember how young I was when I first began to masturbate, but I know it happened by accident. I was lying down and I was really tired and my tummy was not feeling too good. My mom always made sure I had plenty of pillows; a girl has to have that you know. I had one under me and to the sides of me. I just started to feel something and my head was telling me to touch myself down there on my pussy. I didn’t know why but obviously my brain knew I was a horny little devil and needed to release now. So lying face down and straddling a pillow I began rubbing my vulva and clit against it. It was so smooth but felt so good when I was doing it….it was amazing. I came and let out a moan that made my mom come look, thinking I was in pain. She gave me some pepto and I took it, not knowing what to tell her. I couldn’t use that pillow again though, it mysteriously was in the trash that next trash day…but wow what a start to my sexual enlightenment.
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So everyone knows about Black Friday, mainly us women getting all worked up to go out and spend money at the wee hours of the morning to get a great deal. I swear it is madness out there. Did I go, hell no. I was fucking a guy that night at 3 in the morning that I met when I went out to the bar after Thanksgiving dinner got eventful. He was such a great lay, he could eat me out like a champ and had me cumming. I had to reciprocate and did I do that! He shot his wad at least 3 times that night down my throat. Just wanted to share with all you naughty men out there. Lets chat and see how much trouble we can get into!
So, I am sick of sitting at the kids table at Thanksgiving. I have been there forever. Problem is that I am the only one my age, we have early teenagers and then we have people in their late 30’s but I am the only young adult left. So I am stuck with the kids!!! GRRRRRRRR. I tried to fuck my way away from the table, some of the men in my family definitely know I fuck like a woman and don’t need to be at that kids table but under the dinner table sucking off all the men with their hard cocks. I am over my rant now though, enough of the ranting….wait no…does this picture make me look my Snooki? My friends all say this and I gotta know.
I know that all of you sissies out there love to dress up and play with your toys! Me too! And I am in the mood for a dress up party! Let’s go shopping first – we can even share a dressing room mmmmmmm yummy you can dress me and I can dress you. We can have a little fun together in the dressing room and then we can go to a club and show off to the guys a little bit! Then a few guys and a few drinks later, we can go back to my place and dress up in some sexy lingerie or a special outfit picked out just for me and you and have some fun of our own! My favorite color is pink (can’t you tell?), what’s yours? Let’s have some dress up fun together!
Daddy, I know that I have been such a BAD girl lately, sassing You and not doing what You have told me to do. I don’t know what has gotten into me lately, this rebellion and this “independence” I am feeling. You have been keeping me at arm’s length and ignoring me these past few weeks, but I know that there is a far worse punishment that You could give me. Daddy, I know that I deserve a much worse punishment and I am ready to show You what a BIG girl I can really be and take the punishment that I know that You REALLY want to me. Tie me up, blindfold me, naked before You, turning me over Your knee, spanking my ass hard, torturing and teasing me mercilessly, using me roughly for Your own need and pleasure. I deserve it, Daddy!
Yesterday’s midterm election was my first time that I was able to vote. Actually, because Mom is an election judge and Grandpa is a precinct committeeman, between the two of them, they got me on as a pollwatcher at the precinct. Most of the people working there were old men and old women (one woman was so old, she could hardly write) and I was the youngest one there, wearing my barely there red, white and blue patriotic skimpy outfit, which consisted of a red sheer blouse with my bright lacy bra, my tight white cutoff shorts (which barely covered my asscheeks) and my glossy bright sparkly blue knee high high-heeled boots. The women that came through stared at me aghast, while the men certainly seemed to enjoy the view 
. Hot man after hot man came past me and I began fantasizing about this one in particular. We were in a corner of the room, he was stripping me, his mouth all over me where his hands had been until I was naked against the cold painted cement wall, except with my boots still on. I tried to take his clothes off, but he forced me against the wall, wrapping my legs around him while he unbuttoned and unzipped his fly, pulling his extremely hard cock out, and pounding my sopping, dripping wet tight pussy hard and fast and deep, giving me one of the most mindblowing, FUCKING orgasms that I think that I’ve ever had and then he proceeded to blow his HOT creamy load of seed inside of me! Then some old hag started shaking my shoulder, telling me to get with it and get back to work. I felt like telling the old coot to go FUCK herself but ……OH, WELL!
So I read somewhere that every man that is successful and is happy has a muse. Most people would assume that is his wife, right? Wrong! This study or guy or whoever indicated that most muses come in the form of the “other” woman, the mistress, the whore, the one that is there purely for sexual gratification and to fulfill all of the voids that the wife refuses or is unable to fulfill for the man. I want to be that other woman or mistress or whore. To know that I am the reason for a man’s success is such a turn on that I want to fuck more and more just thinking about it. Yeah, power does it for a woman and especially this one. Let me take a crack at being your muse, unless you just don’t want to be successful or have the best damn sex of your life.
I have to admit, I have such a crush on Superman. I know if you go all literal and stuff like that, him fucking me would rip me in half and his sperm would kill me and when he came he would probably blow a hole right thorough me, but fuck how much fun would that be. I would love to be ripped apart with his hard cock, they don’t call him the man of steel for nothing. He would have unlimited stamina and would be able to pleaseme for days on end, causing me to pass out from sheer exhaustion and extacsy from fucking over and over and cumming over and over. I will tell you what, I would fuck 1000 times better than that slut Lois Lane. I can’t believe I am writing this! I should be studying but that show came on, a repeat, of when Dean Cain as Superman. OOOOO he is dreamy, I don’t care if he is an older man now, he is a hottie! Why don’t you be my Superman baby, call me and do your super power to me.
So I am in a writing class and we have to do poems, let me know what you all think.
It’s 3am,
And I’m lying in bed.
Trying to stop,
The spinning in my head.
It’s 3.15,
I’m still not asleep.
Trying so hard,
I’ve reached a million sheep.
It’s 3.30,
And I’m lusting at the thought of you.
Wondering why it got this way,
And why this bed doesn’t have two.
It’s 3.45,
And I’m lusting still more.
Then I hear,
A quiet knocking at the front door.
It’s 4am,
And I’m going to sleep.
The bed’s warmer now,
Because you are here to massage my feet.
All you men and boys (yes I know you dirty barely legal boys are reading this too). Nothing gets a woman hotter than an erotic massage. The sensation and build up of a massage makes me want to tear a man’s clothes off and either suck him off until he explodes or ride his cock until I can feel his warm hot seed deep in my cunt.
So if you want to get a woman (especially me) going, you will need to create a setting that is comfortable and relaxing and preferrably light some candles for a soft and warm atmosphere. Fireplaces (especially when it is snowing) is a must!
Step one: Make sure she is on her back with cushions under her neck, head and lower back.
Step two: Take some oil (flavored is fun for later on when you want a taste of them) and put a small amount on your hands and a drop or two on her feet and/or calves. Gently and slowly rub the oil in.
Step three – the massage: Gently smooth the oil across the foot and use your thumb to gently press into the sole of their foot. Continue this backward and forward motion for some time, looking into your partner’s eyes. Keep the massage movements soft and steady.
This sets the relaxation to get on to the more naughty parts that your dirty little man wants to play with. Slowly trace your tongue across the front of your partner’s feet and use your hands at the same time to massage the soles. Experiment and don’t be afraid to suck the toes.
Step four – time to start the real action: Normally by this time I am all over my man ravishing him as my pussy is dripping and demanding I fuck him and get that cock in me. But it may not always be that way, so why not slowly move your hands up your partner’s body, up their thigh, starting the outside then inside, and up their thighs and across their stomach, simply eluding their naughty parts to tease them.
Finishing – cum on already: You know how to seal the deal from here, have fun and give her some of your natural lotion to massage her skin with ;).
