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The Conference

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Samantha
on April 8, 2010
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It was late. I had seen you watching me all afternoon.

Why hadnt you approached me?

Scared? Dont be. After all we’re both drunk, right?

Finally, you ask me up to your room…in the elevator I pin you against the wall.. kissing you and shoving my hand down your pants. The harder I kiss you, the stiffer your cock gets.

You cant take it anymore, and you drag me into your room. I excuse myself high heelsou pant hit your ankles and your cock begins to bob up and down. I walk quietly over to the bed and bend over offereing myself to you…and you happily oblige. Pound me from behind Lover… make my pussy cream and quiver on that stiff rod of yours!!!!

Mmmmmm…God I love my job!


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Nurse Betty has the Cure

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Samantha
on February 13, 2010
in MILF Phone Sex, Medical Play Phone Sex, Nurse Fantasies, Phone Sex and Phone Sex Specials
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“Dear, you’ve complained about being sick long enough,” I said. I stood outside the bedroom where my husband couldn’t see me, but he could still hear me. “It’s about time I did something to help you feel better.”
“Nothing will make me feel better except Nyquil and a bullet,” he moaned. “I’m miserable! I’m dying! I must have mono.”
“God, men can be such babies when they get sick. You don’t have mono. You have a little head cold. Now, you just lie back and do what Nurse Betty tells you to do,” I said.
“Nurse Betty? What are you - oh, my!!” He stopped talking when he saw me enter the bedroom in my brand sexy new naughty nurse costume.
“I am Naughty Nurse Betty, LPN - Licensed Porno Nurse. Let Nurse Betty take care of my widdle sickie hubby,” I said as I pulled down his sheets and blankets. I squeezed some strawberry keylime pie drops onto my palms, and warmed the oil in my hands. I then rubbed the Love Drops across his chest. His skin felt warm from the just getting out of the shower. At least he was clean as he lay moaning in his sick bed. I massaged the oil around his pecs, and I tweaked his nipples. He giggled.
“What are these?” He asked as he unsnapped the buttons on the front of my costume. My boobs swelled in front of the costume. He reached for one breast.
I slapped his hand away. “Nurse Betty says, “Don’t touch unless you have permission!” You want more?” I quickly unsnapped the rest of the buttons, and then my hands returned to his chest. I massaged in tight circles along his chest, and down his stomach, until I reached his public hair. I then moved my fingers to press the flesh along his waist. His skin warmed under my touch. His cock bobbed, but I did not touch him. Not yet.
I opened the costume wide, exposing my breasts to him. I grabbed my boobs in both hands, and pressed them together. My boobs are my best feature. They are huge. I pressed my boobs against his face, but I wouldn’t let him suck on my nipples.
“Do you want to nurse Nurse Betty?” I said as I shoved my nipples in his face. His mouth found my nipples, and he sucked. I felt a surge of heat run from my nipples to my pussy. I was very hot. My nipples were the size of blackberries. He sucked, and nipped, and tickled my nipples with his tongue. He paused to sneeze, and then went back to work on my nipples. His hands squeezed my boobs as he sucked. I rolled the costume off my shoulders and let it drop to the floor. His hands kneaded my ass. My, but he felt good for a sick boy with a head cold.
“Are you feeling better now? Nurse Betty has a surprise for you.” I squeezed some more of the Love Drops on my hands. The strawberry-kiwi scent assailed my nostrils. I wanted to eat him. I rubbed the oil over his swollen cock. He moaned and sneezed. I gently massaged the oil into his balls. He dug his heels into tthe sides of the mattress and moaned.”Do you like Naughty Nurse Betty?” I asked.
“Oh, yes!” he said.
“Would you like Nurse Betty to give you a BJ?” I inquired.
“You don’t have to ask,” he said. “I should get sick more often.”
My lips wrapped around his huge cock. I tasted the strawberry-kiwi oil in my mouth. I flicked my tongue along his head, which made him writhe on the bed. I ran my tongue down the entire length of his cock as I sucked hard. I felt him jump in my mouth. I tasted semen as he leaked into my mouth. He was going to come in my mouth in a few seconds.
“Faster,” he said. His body stiffened, and he let out a long, drawn-out moan.
“Oh, God! Oh, baby! Oh, nurse!” he cried.
After having his best orgasm in years, he flopped on the bed, looking like a beached cod.
“Now you lie down and get some sleep. I’ll give you chicken soup in a few hours when you wake up.” I kissed him on the back of his head.
I put away my Naughty Nurse Betty costume, but I knew she was going to get another workout in a few hours. My man as going to be sorry he got better in a few days, but Nurse Betty makes house calls to keep men healthy.

 

 

 


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2am Booty Call![well, sorta...]

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Samantha
on January 13, 2010
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It’s two o clock in the morning, I’m hot, bothered and can’t sleep, as I roll over to look at your handsome face I notice that your cock is half erect, and you seem to be moaning very quietly, the sound of this is making me have rude thoughts and although I’m exhausted, my body needs to be made love to. I roll onto my back and slowly slide my legs apart so as not to wake you, your breathing is getting louder and I know you must be having a wonderful time in your dream.

I slide my hands across my firm breasts and gently start to circle my nipples, they respond eagerly and I can feel my pussy start to get moist. I concentrate on my breasts and the feelings down below are starting to grow, each little touch is sending a little wave of pleasure over my body, rolling my left nipple between my fingers, I slowly start to stroke my way across my stomach. Just tracing my nails over my hot skin, enough to bring the small Goosebumps up under my touch, I work my way down to my wet pussy, I start by slowly tracing the outline of my moist lips, all the while I am still playing with my nipple and the pleasure is causing me to groan slightly.

I can feel my wetness start to slowly ooze out of me and onto my finger as I run my nails over my sensitive lips, my fingers start to work their way in with each stroke and tingles of excitement are building up inside me.

I glance over at you and wish it was your hand on my pussy, but you look peaceful so I’ll pleasure myself, your breathing has calmed down and I’m guessing your dream has ended.

As my fingers find my sensitive clit I have an amazing urge to slide down the bed and slip your semi hard cock into my mouth, but fearing of waking you, I stayed where I was, my middle finger is now rubbing, very slowly and lightly and already I can feel the build up of an orgasm inside me, I move my hand down so that I can rub my bud with my thumb and my first finger automatically dips into the wetness below, it feels good, very warm and sticky and my hand starts to take on a slow rhythm of rubbing and penetrating, my body starts to move and my back arches, it wont be long before I cum all over my fingers, but its not enough, I want your cock deep inside me stroking my insides. I slowly reach over with my left hand to where your cock is sitting on your stomach, its still a bit hard and I ever so gently slide my hand underneath it and as smoothly as I can wrap my hand around it.

As my hand starts to squeeze you gently, your body reacts with a quiver, which really turns me on. Knowing your asleep while I have your cock in my hand brings me closer to orgasm, I push two fingers deep inside me and moan as I find the sensitive spot way up high, at this point my hand starts to slide up on down on your now hard cock, I’m worried about what you might think if you wake up and me with my fingers buried inside me and with your cock in my hand, but I’m so turned on it’s a risk I’m going to take. My pussy clenches round my fingers as the waves of orgasm hit me, I moan loudly and the muscles in my legs tense up as the juice flows freely down inside me and over my fingers.

My other hand is working on your rock hard cock and I can’t believe you haven’t woken up yet, as my orgasm dies down I just have to have your cock in my mouth, so I slide down the bed until I’m level with your tool and start by running my tongue over the tip of your cock, slowly down your shaft, licking and sucking all the way until I reach the base, I then concentrate on your balls, Gently lifting them to my mouth and licking gently, sucking each ball in turn then rubbing my finger below your sac. On the sensitive part, the part you love to be sucked and stroked, it drives you wild you say, and I can tell it does, you have started breathing rapidly now and a very small moan escapes your lips.

I start to slowly tongue my way back up to your cock and making my way to the head, all the time fondling your balls. I sink my mouth down onto your cock making sure I put pressure on your shaft as I do so. Then slide back up to the top to kiss the tip, then sliding down again, circling my tongue around your length, you moan again, and this time its loud, the thought of you receiving a blow job while you are totally unaware is a great turn on for me.

I speed up the working on your cock, making sure none of you goes with ought, I can feel your balls start to tighten and know your reaching climax soon, your body has started to grind into the bed and you are breathing quickly now, I so badly want to taste your sweet cum and I want to make sure your awake when you cum, I suck hard and make sure my mouth covers you all each time I go down on you, I’d love to know what your feeling right now.

As I slide down on you next time, I gently shake you with my free hand as to wake you, but you being a heavy sleeper take no notice, so I carry on running my moist lips over your hardness, again the next time I get to the top, I shake you harder this time wanting desperately to wake you, with that you start to stir and try to roll over, oh no you don’t I say out loud and pin you down, which takes all my strength.

You open your eyes wide with shock and look down at me, you open your mouth to say something, but all that comes out is “Mmmm, oh my god I’m coming!”

I smile and start to work faster on you, squeezing your ball gently as you fill my mouth up with hot cum, I swallow it greedily and then turn to look at you with a wicked grin on my face, You look surprised and shocked but u also have a horny look on your face “I can’t believe you did that to me” was all you could say to me, all I could do was smile a wicked little smile, I reach over and kiss you, turn over and pretend to go to sleep, I can hear you muttering something about getting a fantastic blowjob and not even being awake to enjoy it, a small chuckle escapes my lips and before I have chance to respond you tell me that I’d better give you a rerun of what happened in the morning, of course I agree readily, and I’m sure you will enjoy the show.


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Milf’s love Halloween too

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Samantha
on October 31, 2009
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All of those young, mischievious boys running around the streets? Everyone in costume, so whos to know how old ANYONE really is?? Its the perfect excuse to be as wild as I wish! I have been know to prowl the streets with my husband lurking in the shadows… Dressed in his priest robe[I know, how appropriate, right??] and  jerking it as I seduce young, unsuspecting cocks…behind this bush, that tree..maybe lure a few at a time into the Jeep….

Then, after all of the younger ones are off to bed, its off to the college town for Sammie!!

This one my Hubby loves!!! He can blend in with the crowd, and watch as I seduce all of those huge , horny stiff dicks, usually 3 or 4 at a time…cuz they KNOW they  may never get another opportunity like this!!

So, tonight I am dressing up as my favorite sexual position…Reverse Cowgirl… I will be wearing my hat  backwards! lol!!

Any other suggestions? Call me and let me hear them.. who kows, I may be in a bar in YOUR town!;)


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Don’t You…..Forget About Me

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Samantha
on October 21, 2009
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No, not meaning the song from the Breakfast Club, altough I do love the movie~ I mean I am the hottest, wettest sluttiest Milf on here!

Just look at me~Am I not exactly what you have been craving? From my seductive blue eyes….Perfect round juicy tits, pert,hard nipples, smooth beautiful pussy~ I know precisley how to trip your trigger….just ask my husband or my son. You know you want me. Stop denying yourself. Induldge in your secret Milf fantasy with me today, because even though I’m not featured, I am honoring the specials!

XOX

Sam


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Once upon a time, in Las Vegas………….

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Samantha
on August 21, 2009
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Dave had a business trip planned for Las Vegas and I was able to rearrange my schedule this time to go along. He surprised me by reserving rooms at a really nice hotel. It felt good to get away from it all. Plus, it had been awhile since we had the chance to get a little naughty away from home.

Dave took care of his business Friday which included a round of golf at a really nice club just outside of town. It’s amazing what they can do with the desert. We had Saturday free to do anything that we wanted.

After a wonderful day of sight-seeing, dinner, and a show, Dave and I headed off to the hotel bar. This was no tacky hotel lounge. It was a nice bar with several small areas, developing a cozy, quaint atmosphere.

After a few drinks and some slow dancing, I was really beginning to relax and feel warm all over. I was feeling really flirty and was teasing Dave by pressing my body against his crotch while dancing and rubbing his leg under the table.

I had just wrapped my tongue around the straw in my drink when my eyes saw two couples walk in. As it turned out, they were the friends that Dave had played golf with the day before. They were with their wives, a gorgeous blonde and brunette a few years younger than me.

They were from the area and had decided to go out and have some fun in the city. Dave invited them to join us at our table. Since both the guys were young and handsome and the two girls were rather stunning, I was happy Dave made the invitation.

We all had fun dancing and drinking and showing off just a little. All three of us girls were getting pretty tipsy and carefree. Pretty soon the teasing and flirting led the conversation to a sexual one and that’s when I found out the two wives were attracted to both sexes.

To be honest, I even found myself checking them out as much as I did the guys. They were hot to say the least. Their bodies were smooth and tight, with flawless, tanned skin. I could feel their eyes on me as well. It’s an odd feeling knowing that another woman is looking at you in a sexual way. Whenever we would move around in our seats, our legs, or thighs would touch and it would send a tingle through me.

Well, it started getting late, so Dave and I sadly excused ourselves. The fact that we were both incredibly horny sure helped us make our decision to leave. There was no hiding Dave’s arousal as he stepped out from the table. The girls both giggled and wished me good luck. They both stood up to hug me and the blonde whispered, “I hope it’s really good,” in my ear.

Dave teased me on the way to the suite about checking out the wives. I couldn’t deny it. He pressed me against the wall of the elevator and pushed my dress up my hips until I felt the cold wall against my panties. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my belly.

He leaned in and kissed my neck, sliding up to my ear and asked if he should go back and invite them up. I was so turned on that I could have told him to do it, but I was too nervous. I got out of it by telling him that I needed him inside me right now. Besides, they would still be around later and wouldn’t it be naughty if we decided to join them again in the bar after we had sex?

By the time we go to our room door, I was so worked up. I couldn’t help but think about what it would be like with one of those wives. Dave seemed to sense my thoughts and teased me about being a naughty girl. So naughty, that he thought we should get a little kinky. He blindfolded me and tied me spread eagled to the bed naked.

I made no complaints as he always takes care of my needs when I’m tied up. Besides, I was so horny by now that I would have let him do practically anything to me.

After going down on me and bringing me to a bed-shaking orgasm, he mounted me and slammed into me for all he’s worth.

After my second time cumming, he blasts his load inside of me and it feels so good. His seed was so hot, and I could feel it pulsing from his cock.

Instead of untying me right away, he placed a pillow under my butt and says he just wants to admire my body, and maybe take a few pictures. Again, I was so into the sexual feeling of it all I didn’t care what he did to me.

As I lay there drowsily relaxing in the afterglow, there’s suddenly a knock at the door. Now here I am, still blindfolded, tied spread eagled and naked, with our juices oozing out of me and Dave asks me if he should answer it.

Before I have a chance to speak, he says it’s our friends from the bar and he invites them in! Now I’m speechless so what else can I do but lay there on complete display for our new friends.

I hear them all come into the room and gather around the bed, knowing that they are staring at me. Dave informs me that they had planned all of this the day before while playing golf.

Then, one of the girls makes a comment about how sexy I look and that she too likes to be tied up from time to time. I can feel all of their eyes on me when the other wife says she thinks I’m lovely and asks Dave If she could have dessert.

I didn’t know what she meant until I felt her warm and talented tongue between my legs. I can hear belts and pants being undone. The sounds of pants hitting the floor are combined with the silky sound of dresses doing the same.

One of the guys steps up behind the girl that is eating me and enters her from behind. Her tongue pauses for a second and she grunts approvingly as she adjusts to his cock thrusting into her. Soon she picks up his rhythm and she begins licking me in time with his fucking her pussy. It doesn’t take him long before he shoots off inside of her.

The other wife says it’s her turn, so she begins licking my nipples and works her way down to replace the other woman at my pussy. All this is happening so fast and I’m just enjoying all the attention.

Suddenly, I feel the bed move near my head and I think Dave may be wanting some of my attention. I turn my head, expecting to take his cock into my mouth, but instead it’s the first girl. She tells me that it’s her turn and the next thing I know she is straddling my face. I’ve never even kissed another woman on the lips and now I’m about to lick her pussy. What else can you do but enjoy the moment? I love the taste of her, but soon get another taste altogether as her husband’s cum begins leaking out of her.

So here I am eating my first woman out and she has her husbands cum dripping out of her and the other woman is eating me out and now her husband is doing her from behind. All I can say is mmmm, mmmm, good.

When they both come, she swaps places with the first woman and I’m now eating out my second woman with her husbands cum dripping from her.

Wow, how much excitement can a girl take?

We are finally completely satisfied and exhausted and just all three women lay on the bed for a while with the women kissing me all over. Dave removes my blindfold and gives me a big kiss, telling me how much he loves me.

I couldn’t help but notice that all three guys are sporting huge hard-ons. These are young men in their prime and I want to taste their cocks. By this time I’m so far gone over the edge, that I’ll do anything. I tell them that if they would untie me, I would help take care of their situation.

All three sit on the edge of the bed and I get on my knees in front of the first and give him a blow job like he’s never had before. When he’s ready to explode, I let him pull out and spray me all over my face and breasts.

Then it’s the second one’s turn and I do the same for him. When it’s Dave’s turn, the other two wives take over and they both share his cock. When explosion time comes, he spurts all over their faces and breasts, too. It was so erotic to see that cock I know so well with another woman licking on it.

I wanted more cum, so I stepped over and rubbed my bare breasts against their chests and French kissed them. I loved the feel of my nipples rubbing against theirs. Soon I had mixed the cum from all three men all over my chest and face. I loved it.

Finally, exhausted and weak, we all lay back on the bed again while Dave takes a few more pictures.

We had a few drinks in the room and promised each other to get together again soon, real soon.


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The beauty of your beast~

Published
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Samantha
on July 18, 2009
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I almost cant believe my eyes. You stand before me, and I try to take it all in. The length. The girth. Every beautiful vein of this statuesque monster standing at full attention for me.

I take you into my small soft hands, caressing you. i lift the smooth rounded head to my lips. My tougue glides across the tip, savoring the small salty drop that has formed there.. Slowly I take you into my mouth as my eyes look past you to my husband sitting int the chair in the corner of the room, his own cock in his hand, stroking slowly.

Your cock fills my mouth, stretches my lips. I can feel the head hitting the back of my throat and it makes me gag. My husband loves this, he increases his rythym, his speed.

As do I.

I love the thickness of you….the smell of you, and I ache to have you inside of me.

But not until you are near insanity. I put my hans on your ass, driving your cock further, faster into my hungry mouth. I feel your balls rising, no longer beating against my chin , and i know… you are ready.

I move back onto the bed, allowing your cock to slip from my lips. I lay down and spread my legs wide.

You move onto me…one fluid movement , and you are inside me. Pleasure rushes thru me, as you lick at my nipples, making them hard as your assault n my pussy causes it to swell… I am nearing climax, as you can tell.

My husband is moaning in the corner, begging you to make me cum. You grab me under my hips, and raise me up, the angle causeing your cock to hit my G spot and before long, I explode, my pussy convulsing around your cock in orgasmic spasms. You throw your head back and errupt inside me, my pussy overflowing with your cum. Drained, you climb back from the bed, and my husband, engulfed with wanting, crawls submissively between my legs, and slurps your load from me as he cums in his own hand…my pleasure, his satisfaction. I glance over at you standing by the foot of the bed, your cock, still hard, beckons to me….

…yes, this beauty needs your beast…one more time….


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Naughty neighbor on the loose…

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Samantha
on June 11, 2009
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I’m that totally naughty sexy neighbor who have been with all the men in the neighborhood and a few of their wives too!! I love acting all prim and proper at the initial meeting of a new neighbor but when I invite you to tea….Well, it’s not the tea you remember.  My husband has a very demanding business and I am always home alone but ready to have naughty fun 24/7. I absolutely love to play and bring myself to new sexual heights. My job as a phone slut is one I do on the sly but fits right into my everyday life. Just ask and I’ll let you hear as I fuck my neighbor. I have NO limits and particularly enjoy a good raunchy role play!! Let me be your naughty neighbor I need the release just as bad as you do! Call my toll-free number and I’ll be waiting for you on the other end of the phone.

Sexy Samantha

 


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A Letter From My Husband

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Samantha
on May 20, 2009
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My Love,

I love, worship, and adore you with all my heart and soul.

I love working and slaving for you. I am happy to work hard, to work long hours so you do not need to work at all. My paychecks are depositing directly into your account. It is not a joint account. Every penny goes to you, and then you give me an allowance. Performance based. I make money. You spend it. Country club memberships, private lessons, exotic vacations, designer clothes. The best. Only the best.

I love cleaning up after you. I love that you leave your soiled panties on the floor for me. A gift. A treasure. I lie on the floor and bury my nose in your panties, inhaling deeply. I run my tongue on the cotton crotch searching for every trace, every taste, of your days, your nights, your lovers.

I love watching men watching you. It fills me with pride. I watch their eyes dip down your blouse, lighting up as they gaze upon your breasts. I watch their heads turn as you walk by. I love your power over them. I love your power over me.

I love the instep of your foot, the very last extremity of your perfect body that you are willing to share with one so unworthy as myself. You honor me by allowing me to be your footstool, to lie at your feet, allowing me to be the pedestal upon which rests your ideal feminine form.

I love to buff and rub your heel and toes, to dissolve any trace of hardness in your skin and restore its pink softness. The soft crevasses nestled between each toe are one of many secret delights that the heavenly treasure of your body holds for me, a perfect fit for the tip of my tongue. I bathe your toes with my tongue. I am your kitten, licking, cleaning, purring. And you are so tolerant of me, allowing me to grovel and squirm.

I must bother you, I know I must. And yet you are able to ignore me completely as though I don’t exist, as you read your book, watch TV, talk to lovers on the phone. I will try to remain still, to be a good
footrest, not to distract you with my own pursuit of pleasure at your expense. For I know, my only real satisfaction comes from your contentment and my only reason for existence, your happiness.

I love painting your toenails. I lie on my tummy on the floor concentrating fully on dipping the little brush in the red enamel. Making sure that no stray strand blemishes the perfect skin of your toe. I lightly blow on your toes to dry them, before adding a second coat. You say not a word. I feel invisible.

I love preparing your bath. Making you ready for your lovers. The tub, the room, I carefully scrub for hours. Hard work, scouring with a toothbrush. Rinsing, scouring again, rinsing, until my hands turn from pink to red and my arms and back pound with pain. I plan carefully. The water and air temperature must be just right. The bath oils perfectly matched with scents and bubbles. I light candles. Soft music. Warm a cozy, fluffy towel. I want to give you perfect pleasure. No demands. Unconditional love. You will be completely relaxed and ready, ready to be swept into the strong masculine arms of your choice of man.

I love helping you get dressed. You let me play in your undies drawer. I love picking out some little soft and silky wisp of panty to slip on your body. I warm it with my breath, feel its silkiness on my face. I kneel at your feet. Your legs are crossed. I hold out your panties. You let me slip them over your feet, your legs come uncrossed, I slip them up your ankles, trying not to let you know that I am trying so hard to look between your legs as I work the panties up to your knees. You look at me and smirk. I beg you with my eyes. You put your hand on my head, and rise. My moment of exaltation. On my knees, my face inches from your nude, perfectly completely shaved mons veneris. My mouth waters. My eyes tear. I want to suckle but know now is not the time.

Slowly I love to work your panties up your thighs, savoring every moment, every texture, your smell, the perfume, my mouth breathing on your mons, my breath like dew on your skin. I cover your most private, total nudity with the translucent wisp of panty as my fingers guide the panties up your hips. I release the panties, and allow my fingers to trace your perfect derriere, but not daring to squeeze. Still on my knees, drinking in the sight of your beauty now captured in panties, panties that reveal so much.

Not a trace of hair, pure, pristine. I worship your feminine sanctum sanctorum, your total power and control over me. I am helpless in your spell.

I love when you sit at your vanity. Sitting pretty in your panties, a negligee on your shoulders. I blow dry your hair. Brushing, teasing. Your eyes are closed, you are soaking in the hot air streaming through your scalp, sensual, every pore of your body, a pleasure center. I marvel at the blonde tresses, the silkiness, the perfection. Stolen glimpses of your perfect body, while I fluff the cascade of tresses.

I love to apply your make up. To enhance your exquisite natural beauty and drive your lovers wild with desire. I start on your eyes. Applying liner to your closed lids, you show your complete trust in me. I brush, light blue to pick up the cruel blue of your eyes. I blend. When you open your eyes, they smoke. You look at yourself in the mirror. You nod. Approval. I beam with pride. You like to apply your own lipstick. I watch transfixed as you complete your toilet.

I love when you spray perfume on your neck, another spray on your tummy. Next to you on my knees, I close my eyes, the better to absorb the heady aroma.

I love to bring your garter belt and attach it around your waist. I bring your stockings. I love carefully rolling each stocking. I love kneeling at your feet, placing the rolled stocking at your toes, and slowly, slowly rolling the silky nylon over each foot, calf, and up your thigh, where I secure them with a garter.

I love and adore your bottom. If you would let me, I would have you stand that I might kneel behind you. I dare not ask. But I would marvel at your roundness, your perfect plumpness accentuated by your smooth, muscled legs and waist. I would plunge my nose, my tongue as deep as I could into the nether of you. I dream of your bottom. My favorite fantasy. My hidden desire.

I love your breasts. You do not need a bra, though sometimes you wear one just to accentuate the swell of your melons. Your breasts are the best money can buy. They are magnificent. My mouth waters at the sight of them. I love them naked and free. I love them bursting forth from a too-small string bikini top. I love when you lean forward in a low-cut blouse, and I see them swell and beckon. Your breasts make me want to shrink to be your Tom Thumb. A naked, little mouse-sized pet, I would live nestled between your breasts, always feeling your warmth against my skin. I would gladly suffocate enjoying your flesh with my last breath.

I love watching you flirt. I love you, the seductress. I love watching the men you choose. I love watching you lasso the stallion. I watch as the stallion comes, panting and pawing at your soft, pliable, femininity. All-man, all-woman, I can only watch, not fully man myself, I watch the real man possess you, the full woman. I hide myself, seeking invisibility, watching you surrender yourself to the muscle of masculine power. I am your little boy. I have my little boy excitement. Peeking at mommy. Watching the big
daddies come and take you.

I love you alone and exhausted on a rumpled bed. Your body reddened with his roughness, pushed to its limit. I love the love bites, the residue of rough sex. You are splayed. Dirty. Finished. In the twilight, I creep up onto the bed, I carefully move the sheets, silently uncover you. I love you abased. I love seeking the faint echoes of your sweet smells, now plastered with ugly odors of tobacco, alcohol, him. My senses are sharpened, I seek his smell, the sight of his ravages, the taste of his spunk. I love this, the one time, weakened, you let me snuggle between your legs. I love your low, guttural moan as I love you with my tongue, reaching my final fulfillment, your slave, your servant.

Proudly and lovingly signed,

Willing Wimp


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!!!!Attention Nylon Lovers!!!!

Published
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Samantha
on May 3, 2009
in Foot Fetish Phone Sex and Foot Jobs
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No panties needed for this transaction!  But nylons are necessary!  I sat on his lap with my naked pussy and he started rubbing my fishnet nylons.  He got down on his knees and licked my toes with the nylons on.  He took my feet and put them on his penis until his dick throbbed with wanting to be inside of me.  My legs touched the ceiling as he caressed my legs and a naughty smile smirked from his face.  He separated my legs and began to play with my clit.  I laid down on my back and started to moan.  His dick got harder and harder.  He whispered in my ear, “wrap your beautiful legs around my chest.”  And I did just that.

My legs kept touching his naked body with my nylons.  He loved it and before I knew it he came deep inside of my pussy!


This Klassy Kat Phone Sex blog written by Samantha.
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