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I WON!!!!

I love parties as a general rule and I was so excited to get this party invite from a college friend of mine. He was hosting a contest party which may seem vague now but will make sense later. I showed up in a black min-skirt and matching black top. I had no bra or panties on when I rang the door bell. My friend opened the door and smiled. “Oh it’s so good to see you Rosanna, My goodness what nice attire you have on today.” He smiled his famous bright smile and led me inside. He is such a handsome polite young man and I admire him in many ways. Once inside the sitting room he offered me a drink and I took a coke. I was the first of what was suppose to be five guests. We chatted for awhile and just as the conversation was getting personal and intimate two more women arrived. Maureen and Danielle were 27 and 30 respectively and both it so happens former teachers of his. We introduced ourselves and he had us sit on the same sofa mingling amongst us. Finally the last two women arrived. Angela was a blonde local college student who I had seen at bars and could not be older than 20 while Maria was someone I had never seen before and had a bit of a Spanish ancient. My friend does like his variety. Once everyone was settled the man of the hour spoke. He was the youngest of all of us at 19 though he seemed most in his element amongst us Cougars. “Good afternoon ladies. I hope you all settled in and met everyone. Thank you all for coming. There has been some debate between you (though you do not know it) about who is the best. I know all of you, some better than others and it didn’t seem fair to pick a favorite without hard evidence.” Angela giggled but us mature women listened on. I was the oldest of the group by a wide margin but this didn’t seem to bother our host. “So today I decided to have a contest, I think that’s the only fair way to settle this. Now this won’t be a full fledged contest, though we may do that at some point, today we are just going to have a “dunking contest” so to speak.” He continued explaining the rules. Each woman would get a turn to suck his cock till he came and the one who did the best job would be declared the winner. I felt honored that he had chosen me given the age of the others and felt I had a good chance to win. As we waited he told us he had chosen an odd number intentionally. The other women would each get to play with one other in a round robin format and that would factor into his decision as well. I quickly stripped off my clothing as he watched the five of us undress with great interest. He held his gaze an extra few seconds on me and I smiled broadly rubbing my tits for him and moaning. By luck of the straw I was to go third. Maria went first while I got to play with Angela. I had feeling he did this on purpose, he wanted to see the oldest lick out the youngest and vice versa but this was a completion and I am very competitive. We battled and once I was declared winner I could do whatever I wished to this slut. Now was my time to impress. I laid her down and spread her legs wide and sank my head into her young cunt. Normally I’d have her eat me out but that may put me at a disadvantage so I buried my face in her pussy. I dug in hard and deep and I could feel him watching me with a keen interest. I licked her every juice and even bit her clit as she screamed. She was unable to hold her orgasm and came right then. Such is the case with inexperience I suppose. Once I had shown what good pussy I could eat I reached for a red strap on. Now was the time to be hardcore. I turned my bitch over and slapped her ass hard. She let out a wail which I ignored spanking her again. “Obey your Mistress whore” I commanded loudly. As I slapped and abused her I spread her nice tight ass prepping it for my cock. I had her lube her own ass fingering herself as she worshipped Mistress Rosanna. Now nice and wet I plowed her ass hard and deep throwing my cock hard inside her. She was so tight and felt so good and I fucked her ass nice and hard. And so the afternoon progressed. While I can be a great domme I am more of a sensual lover to my man but as I said before this was a contest and I was determined to win. I dominated each woman keeping in mind just what my judge wanted to see. I fucked the women up the pussy and paid special abuse to his former teachers calling them hot pedos and degrading them as I knew he would love the nasty talk and I was right. Though two other women sucked his cock, he didn’t seem to be paying much attention. He even altered the pecking order so that I went last.

So the afternoon went on. Finally after giving his cock a break and watching a lesbian foursome it was my turn. The others watched curiously knowing there wasn’t much they could do. He sat on the sofa and I smiled at him as I got up and swayed my way over. My hair swinging my ass and tits shaking as I went. “Hello lover”, I said softly as I kissed him. The others seemed taken aback that I was kissing him but he didn’t say that wasn’t allowed. I decided to kiss him deeply and then I sat him back on the sofa. He had been standing most of the day and it seemed like he could use a relaxing BJ. After all when a woman blows her man its suppose to feel nice and enjoyable. I fondled his balls rubbing them in my hands stocking his cock to harden him up as I went. As he relaxed I began to tell him what I had kept hidden for so long. I blocked out the other four and told him my true feelings for him talking sweetly and from the heart. Once he was fully hard I licked his cock tip slowly looking into his eyes for a reaction and trying to read what I should do next. He groaned and I repeated the motion. I could taste his sweet pre-cum and I massaged his balls and ran my forefingers up his shaft. He pulsed and shook and I knew I had hit a soft spot. I beat his cock against my tongue with passion looking at him and smiling. It was true pleasure seeing the satisfied look on his face and I was just getting started, this wasn’t even the best part. I kissed him again hoping that my kiss could convey my feelings and I sensed he got the message because the kiss he returned was unlike anything I had ever felt. Next I laid him down and got to work. I slowly took his thick cock in my mouth sucking slowly. I worked my lips around his pole and slowly swallowed more young meat. We both seemed oblivious to those around us and with vigor and passion I took his cock deep in my mouth. I bobbed up and down making sucking noises and focusing on nothing but his cock. That was all that mattered in that moment. I took him deep down my throat and held him in gagging. I had his whole cock up to his balls in my mouth and I was working his cock as I gagged. He let out an incoherent moan and I came up for air. Spit went everywhere but I wasn’t finished. I sucked his cock slowly this time took a breathe and then went down all the way once more making sure I really gagged this time and focusing on stroking his shaft. He subconsciously held my head in place as I swallowed his beautiful. I continued to take him all the way stopping only to catch some air. I felt his cock pulse and knew the explosion was cumming soon. I grabbed his cock and squeezed it shut tight hoping to hold him off while I deep-throated his balls in the same manner and I did. He pulsed again and I took his cock back in my mouth. He relaxed and then he moaned my name in lust. I sucked his cock one last time and then the dam broke. Cum shot everywhere in my mouth and I did my best to swallow every drop. He pulsed again and even more cum spewed out which was remarkable given how many orgasms he had that day. Finally he stopped shivering, cum dripping from his cock. I hastened to clean that off. When I had finished he smiled and said in a whisper. “You are the clear winner.” It was settled. I was the best cock sucker there was!

His Grades Are Bad

School had just started and already my son was struggling, well failing actually. I stopped him one Friday in the kitchen to discuss his poor performance. “It’s early for you to be doing this bad there’s no excuse. I’ll cut you a deal, get your grades up by report cards and you can have anything you want, it doesn’t matter what it is, I won’t say no.” He smiled, shrugged and left in typical teenage fashion. I noticed changes in my son’s study habits right off. He blew off a few social opportunities for studying and I was glad to see it. There must be something he wants really bad, he’s never hit the books like this.

Report cards were coming out today and I saw my son drive in the driveway. I wondered and hoped that he had met his goal. He got out and I couldn’t read his expression or mood, because he has a great poker face. He walked in the front door and he knew what I wanted, but he brushed me off. “Geez Mom nice to see you too, I just walked in give me a moment. He cleaned his face, used the bathroom and got a snack before sitting at the table. “Well? I demanded. He opened his bag and pulled out a white piece of paper. I snatched it. To my great astonishment my son had made 3 A’s and 5 B’s. For the first time ever there were no C’s on the card. These were his best grades ever. His expression didn’t change as I scanned the paper to make sure. Looking up I beamed “Well son congratulations, now I guess it’s only fair if I keep my end of the bargain. What would you like?” He looked me over staring at my green shirt and tight jeans. He paused then looking me in eye said confidently “Mom…I want a sex slave. More specifically I want you to be my sex slave.”

I was horrified and stunned. “What?! What the fuck is the matter with you? Is this a joke?” There was no way I could become my son’s sex slave, which was preposterous. He stood up and he looked serious “You said he began firmly “that if I got my grades up I could have anything and you wouldn’t say no.” I protested and argued but he’d have none of it. He took a firm grasp of my arm and literally dragged me to my bedroom as I tried to break away tugging, begging and kicking. I attempted to kick him but he happily grabbed my feet. I screamed and cried even though he hadn’t technically done anything yet. Once in my room he shut the door and threw me on the bed. He began to undress me as I fought him scratching clawing and screaming RAPE! I slapped his face but this angered him as he slapped me back with authority. “How dare you!” He ripped my bra off and began raping my tits as I slapped his hand away desperate to get free. He took no notice massaging them and doing as he wished. He cupped them squeezed them and pinched my nipples as I cried out in pain. My own son was shamelessly raping me and he was just starting. He pulled my jeans down as I tried to stop him from seeing and worse yet touching my pussy. This had gone on long enough I was a prim proper and moral woman after all. As I struggled he slapped me and eventually to my shame and chagrin he had me naked. He raped my pussy rubbing it against my will and I tried desperately to stop him but it was futile. He began fingering me and this incestuous heinous rape continued. I was still fighting as he slid two fingers inside me. Finally he let me go and I started to leave. Swiftly he threw me down and held his hand around my neck. One handed he undid his pants as I kicked and screamed “NO NO NO MY SON IS RAPING ME! I kicked, I hit, I tried biting and then it happened. My son took down his jeans and his massive cock sprang out. My son was huge! I hadn’t seen a man like that in a really long time. I stopped fighting momentarily out of shock and my son knew he had me. I was his sex slave to use and abuse and as much as I hated myself I knew I would enjoy it.

If you want to hear just what he did you have to call me and I’ll tell the full story…who knows maybe we can create our own hot ending….

 

Sissy Bitch Phone Sex

Addressing all sissy bitches –
No matter who you think you are, from this moment on you will be my fucktoy. When you are, for some ungodly reason, feeling full of yourself, I will take you down off your perch with my handy little whip. Should you ever think it “cool” to sass me, I will smack the lipstick off your slut mouth, and replace the spit that fell out with my strap on, or a big fat cock. In the event you decide you can handle your desires on your own, and you don’t need a teacher, quit thinking for yourself, and kneel…for it is only under the direction of a beautiful woman like myself, that you can feel tuly complete. I am not one to play games, I will make you my maid/bitch/slut/trick/anything that will make me giggle and you will submit because you know it is your true nature…..as do I. So, grab your heels, stockings, and your kneepads and prepare for the fun to begin!

Ms. Malaya

Domination Play With Goddess Jezzabelle

My name is Jezzabelle, GODDESS Jezzabelle to you, boy! Cruelty is one of my specialties.  Ownership of bad boys is my favorite thing!!!  Total control is what I get off on!  Pain sluts are oh…so..much…damn fun for me to toy with and to fuck with!  You will take a lot of pain from me in order to receive any pleasure from me!  From mild to wild domination play…I love to spank and to spank hard!  I love to force my strap on so far down your throat you will be screaming my name!  You will masturbate the way I say.  You will worship me the way I say!  You will cum to my demands!  You will get on your knees and worship my big huge dick that you so separately need to fuck you!  You will remain loyal to me for as damn long as I say!  I AM THE GODDESS!  Approach me accordingly you sissy boy!  You are my toy to use and to abuse as I  see fit!  DO NOT EVER FORGET THAT!  You should worship the ground I walk on.  You only goal in life should be..only to please me… your GODDESS JEZZABELLE!!!!  Now if you are ready for one hell of a session, cum to me naked, on your knees…with a nice hard cock and beg me to pay attention to you, beg me to give you exactly what you need!  Now cum to me and ask permission to speak and to have some of my valuable time.  Sessions with me are serious, erotic, naughty and most likely everything you need and have ever dreamed about…. CALL ME NOW!

Christmas Party Fuck

This weekend I was invited to my boss’s Christmas party. I was dressed in a sexy skin tight red dress.

and some beautiful red satin shoes. I was greeted by his lovely wife and friends we were all having a great time.
I got extremely drunk and didn’t want to drive. His wife offered me to stay they had 11 bedrooms. I accepted the invitation and continued mingling with the people at the party,  my boss came up to me and said he was very glad I was staying and that he was very concerned about me drinking and driving.

I told him thank you very much and I would have to repay you some way, he replied oh you will and  began putting his hands on me squeezing my ass and up toward my big tits. I was shocked that he would be so bold but it turned me on! I wanted him he was attractive, wealthy and this could get my career a little jump start! As the evening began to die down I retired to my bedroom as I was taking off my dress my boss came in without knocking he began to walk towards me and I tried to be shocked that he came in but I knew he would! He began to kiss me touch my tits, pinch my nipples and move his way down to my ass and then began rubbing my pussy he wanted me, I told him we could do this under one condition he was to put me as vp of marketing. He was so turned on he said anything i had him write it down and sign then we got to business… We fucked all night he sucked my ass juices after he cummed in my ass! I was so turned on that he liked to eat his cum and my shit! I licked his ass and fingered it til he got his cock up ready to go! He went into a drawer and grabbed a strap on dildo I was shocked he told me to put it on! I quickly put it on and slowly began fucking him! He was so tight and saw that he was stroking his cock he was in ecstasy and I loved seeing that! I love that I had a control over my boss… He was so weak for my cock and pussy now!

Call me I can finish up my story  since that night we have had other experiences since then and they have been so erotic that it gets me so wet just thinking about it!

licks and sucks

Janene “your fuck master”

My First Lap Dance

For those who know me, know that I am very athletic I love to work out. Well my friend suggested we should try something new! I am always up for new things!

As we came up to a building it was not Isolated but it was definitely in an industrial area. I was a little sketchy but its my girl she would never do me wrong. As we walked in we were greeted by this beautiful half naked woman. Her name was Brandi, I was so turned on by her, I was soon to find out that we are going to learn how to strip and lap dance. I was so excited! I quickly took my shoes off and put on those beautiful stiletto shoes patent leather red!  We started with stretching touching ourselves, rolling our hips, swinging back and forth.

Then we got to business are first lesson was lap dances we had to practice on our partner which was Brandi her and I had this great connection! She was guiding my hips, telling me to stick my tits in her face, grinding on her lap! I was getting so turned on she start licking my cleavage every time I was guided to her face. My pussy started getting so wet! I wanted her right there and then. I never really just hit on a girl or pursue one but  Brandi was amazing tall, slendor, tits and brunette with green eyes I was in lust! We started getting hot, and  between her legs was so warm when I put my fingers in between her legs. I just want to sit on her face! I wanted her to suck the juices out of my pussy and finger fuck me until I cummed! She was touching my ass my tits and when she guided me to turn around I put my ass right in her face….. Well you know where this goes and if you don’t. Call me I can finish telling you the rest of the story , and if you don’t you will never really know the twist in the story. Hint:was she really who she was?  Call me lets CUM together.

xoxo

Dakota

“The really bad girl”

The Submission before Xmas…You want to read this one!

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not a man nor a mouse.
The slaves hung their collars on hooks in the hall,
In hope that their Master would pay them a call.

Secured all the bindings; tightened ropes with a jerk.
Then a cruel smile crossed over his bright lips,
And he admired his work with his hands on his hips.

Submissive`s were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of chastisement danced in their heads.
While some settled in for a long winter’s nap,
I tried self-bondage with red Saran Wrap.

When out in the hall, there arose such a clatter,
I tried to escape and see what was the matter.
Pocket knife and scissors were just out of reach,
And I felt like a whale washed up on the beach.

fell off the bed then and onto the floor,
When I heard the soft creaking of my bedroom door.
Mummified, helpless, I shivered with fear,
The sound of large boots drawing ever so near.

Then a gloved hand caressed me and brought me such calm,
I knew in a moment it must be my Dom.
But in moments he had me tied fast to the bed,
With my butt in the air and a hood on my head.

Then flogger, then paddle, then strap, and then cane,
Clothespins and lead weights, hot wax and cold chains.
From the top of my head to the tip of my toes,
My flesh stung and tingled and reddened to rose.

I heard the wind whistle: the bullwhip let fly,
It was all I could do to stifle a cry.
And just when I thought I could take it no more,
He stopped, and was quiet. O what was in store?

And then, in a twinkling, I heard his warm voice,
My safe word unneeded, he stopped at his choice.
He untied my hands, and turned me around,
Took off my blindfold, and I was unbound.

He was dressed all in black, from his gloves to his shoes,
And he gave me that look I can never refuse.
A bundle of toys had been stuffed in his pack,
To bind me and beat me — a Christmas Eve snack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His smile was seductive, and a little bit scary!
He next had me hog tied, drawn up like a bow,
And put clamps on my nipples to ad d to my woe.

With a sharp sprig of holly clenched tight in my teeth,
He adorned me to look like a bright Christmas wreath.
He dumped out his bag – a shower of things,
From dildos to talons to harsh nipple rings.

And there an extension cord dead in my sights,
It wasn’t for plugging in Christmas tree lights.
A wink of his eye and a nod of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had something to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

Then he packed up his things, and moved to the door,
Was he planning to leave me? Would he come back for more?
And I heard him exclaim, as he moved out of sight,
“HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT.”

 

YOU THINK YOUR KINKY ENOUGH?

I am a very kinky woman who has enjoyed making men my personal whores since I was in high school.  I specially appreciate sweet little sissy sluts who crave feminization and forced homosexuality.  I will have you apply lipstick and eyeshadow and slip into a pair of silky panties after you remove all that nasty hair from your body.  Then I will treat you like you are my lesbian sex slave.  You will be expected to worship me from the tops of my toes to the tips of my stiff nipples.  That is…if your lucky enough to.  For those non-princess types out  there..you can expect anything from sensual domination to very cruel and demanding domination.  I do not censor what I say, so if you are into hardcore sessions you will do well with me.  I simply demand respect and obedience.  If you are not sincere in your desire to submit you are better off choosing someone else to spend your money on.  My schedule varies but your welcome to call me anytime and leave a message when and if its ok to call you back.  I would love to make you MINE! slave.

You will Obey Me Bitch

Listen up all you bitch sissy boys I am in a bad mood. One little shit has done it and so the rest of you must now suffer. Let me tell you what happened, this guy (I use that term loosely) emailed me a MONTH (that’s right a fucking Month ago) to make an appointment with me for something. He even asked what time was best and I gave him a few options. The day of the appointment popped up and I waited on him to keep his appointment. 10 minutes became 20, 20 minutes became an hour, an hour became 3 hours all the while my valuable time was being wasted as if it didn’t matter. He finally called 4 hours later and somehow he had gotten in his head that he had told me something different and so he had done other things. I am so pissed; entire half day wasted and not even an explanation. A note to all men out there DON’T WASTE MY TIME OR I WILL MAKE YOU PAY FOR IT! As a result of this bastard’s rudeness all my slaves and bitch boys must now suffer my wrath. I am going to do everything short of castrating your wimpy dick. Your balls will be blue and in immense pain when I am done, so proceed with care because this woman is not in a good mood!

Craving my Son for a Long time

I have been divorced all of my son’s life. I have always loved my son. To me he is everything to and I’d bend over backwards to do whatever is in his best interest. There is no boundries to what I’d do to make my son happy. That promise stems from me wanting my son sexually since he was just an infant. I have never had a good male in her life. My father left, and my Ex husband never treated me as he should have. Once he found out I was pregnant he bolted from the scene never to be heard from again, The only man I have had in my life has been my son. I have battled feelings of lust for years. As noted before I have wanted my own son since he was an infant but fear, guilt, and shame have prevented me from acting upon my desires, though I have had sexual fantasies about him for as long as I can remember and I masturbate to him constantly. I even had a dildo made especially for his cock and named it after him. It is my favorite toy and I use it I cum like I never thought I could. My orgasm is powerful and somehow I feel connected to him even though they we have yet to fuck and I so want to molest my son’s cock, it’s a burning desire.

At the same time I feel immense guilt for my perverted feelings. I have never confessed them to anyone until now. much I fear my son will not understand my lust or her love. I feel as if I am betraying him and will scar him forever and then he will hate me. I know by doing this it’s the ultimate sin and that I am a pedophile for even thinking such thoughts and yet just hearing his name in a casual conversation with friends makes me think of him in a lustful way. It’s no surprise I spend nights agonizing, stressing and crying about these mixed twisted emotions. I know that when and if first see and molest my son’s cock I will so overcome with emotion I may not even know what to do. Is it finally happening or iss this a dream that I will cruelly wake up from to find it’s not real?