One of my friends runs an in-home massage service. I wasn’t really a masseuse, so I helped her out by answering the phones and making appointments. One day, we received a call from what she referred to as a “Gold Star Client”. He said he wanted a girl there in the next hour. I checked the schedule and realized we were completely booked. I couldn’t get in touch with any of the other girls and I didn’t want to keep him waiting and my friend to lose a big client, so I found a uniform and table and went on over myself. I was a little nervous when I got there, I had no idea what I was even doing. He opened the door for me and invited me in. Once the table was set up, he quickly shed his robe and stood before me completely nude. I can only imagine the look on my face. He smirked at my blush and laid down on the table. I covered his lower half and began to massage his back and shoulders. My hands were shaking, but I worked through it and did my best to knead his the muscles of his back. After about half an hour, he sat up and rolled on to his side. “You’re not a masseuse”. I was going to deny it, but when he looked at my face, I knew that I couldn’t lie to him. I started apologizing, trying to explain. He sat up, totally exposed and put a finger to my lips. “If you want to make it up to me and keep my business, you’ll think of another way to ease my tension.” Now, I have no idea how to give a massage, but I know a whole lot about taking care of a naked man with a raging hard on. I took his cock in my mouth and was surprised when he grabbed the back of my head and began roughly fucking my throat. He finally released me for his grasp, my head pulling away gasping for air. I found myself face down on the table, my short uniform shoved up to my waist, my panties ripped off. He rammed inside of me and began vigorously fucking my pussy. His hands were hurting me as they held me down, but his cock sliding in and out so hard and fast felt amazing. I began pushing up against him, taking him deeper inside. He abruptly stopped and pulled his cock away. “Finish me, bitch”. I wrapped my hands around his cock and began to stroke hard. I closed my eyes as his cum began to shoot out all over me. He left the room briefly and came back, tossing me a towel. “I won’t stop calling this company under one condition; from now on, YOU come for my sessions.”
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I have a certain caller that is my special panty boy. I call him Markita and I just love dressing him up in the sluttiest clothes. I take him into my room and surprise him with all kinds of naughty things: sexy lingerie, short slutty dresses, stockings and his favorite 6 inch heels. He likes to look as beautiful as his mistress, so I make sure he has perfect big tits and gorgeous red hair. I take my time doing his makeup to complete his look. Once I have my Markita all dressed up.. it’s time to tear him apart 😉 I’ve trained him how to please my cock. He takes it all the way down and gags on it. I reward him by rubbing his little clitty in his panties. I love how he moans when I play with him. He begs, “fuck me Mistress,” and I can’t resist. I bend him over and pound his little panty slut ass. His clitty starts to twitch and makes a creamy mess in his panties. No matter how rough I am, Markita always comes back for more!
I own you.
Worship Every Inch of Me!
Get down on your knees slave.
You think you can top me from the bottom?
Drop to your knees. I will remind you where you belong, at my feet.
Little slave, lick my boots. Lick them clean. You are a pathetic little worm. Smell that leather. Rub your cock on my boots, but if you get any cum on them, you are going to lick up every drop!
You obey. You serve. You adore me!
Mistress Koko
It was a little past 3 am and the night was going so good I wasn’t ready for the party to end. We had the best buzz going on. We were just getting to know each other when I decided we should go back to my place. I forgot that one of the guys that I’ve been fucking was hanging out at the house waiting for me to come home. We walked though the house trying not to make a sound but a few giggles and footsteps. I went into the kitchen to grab a bottle of whisky to continue our party. I know you could hear the whispering coming from the living room. Your curiosity got the best of you. You creep down the hall, being careful not to be heard. You hear my moans while he takes off my clothes. Our lips locked and sounds of sloppy kisses and heavy breathing fill the room. I know it was making you hard once you seen his huge black cock that I was going to fuck. It was silent for a few seconds until you head sucking sounds coming from my mouth. You peaked around the corner quickly just to watch me suck his cock. We all know it makes you instantly hard watching me with other men. You might not admit it but it’s the main reason you stay in my rotation. I do it for your benefit. You hide in the darkness of the hall corner stroking your pathetic cock while I get fucked by this amazing black cock. He’s got it going on, he knows exactly how to make this spoiled pussy happy.
Princess Krystal
Fuck that stupid Movie, “Fifty Shades of Grey.” Such a pathetic story. As pathetic as you and your little cock! A movie for a novice, not for you who lives in the BDSM world.
For this wise and powerful Mistress, there is only ONE shade, Red. There is only one way, my way. There are no gifts of cars to buy one’s affections. There is no compromise, no negotiations, no tragic love story here.
There is only RED in my world. Red for pain, pleasure and passion.
Red is the color my lips and nails. Red is the color of my heels that make me taller than you.
Red is the color of your balls when I bind them and beat them.
Red is the color of the collar I place around your neck.
Red is the color of ass after you have punished for disobeying or complaining.
Red is the color of the panties that I make you wear for me.
Red is the color of your blood when I bite your lip during a nasty, passionate kiss.
So skip the movie, and enter the REAL world of BDSM. Beyond the fiction, beyond the soccer mom fantasy, bend over and take, and become my bitch.
Mistress Koko
On your knees” You command. I’m in my lingerie – you in your jeans and t-shirt.
“Hands up” – I obey – and with the rope you tie them together.
You go the closet. You get the crop and stand directly in front of me.
“Take it out” You command. I obey as you rub the crop in circles around my ass.
“Now – open” – and my lips part as you slide inside.
“This is going to hurt but I have to control myself – no biting, do you understand?” My eyes look upwards and I give a half nod.
SMACK! HARD on my ASS. You feel my hot breathe blowing out of my mouth around your cock.
“Do you like that?” – but you don’t give me time to answer before slapping me harder – this time I moan.
“Now – close your mouth.” Again – I obey – sucking you softly inside – letting you rest inside my mouth.
You smack me again – harder than the others. You rub in circles – moving it around to my thigh – giving slight slap before sliding to the front.
You rub the flat part of the riding crop between my lips. I’ve been good – but your not sure I’ll be rewarded tonight.
Will you reward me or not?
Holly
I was so anxious to get out of my parents’ house over Christmas Break and get back to partying at school with all my friends. Hard to find a hot fuck over the Christmas Break. Been back in a college for about a month now. Seems longer. I am already bored with the boys on campus.
The girls and I were sitting around complaining that we need cock…real cock. I think of you and your cock. It has been a while since we have had a sex party at your house. Hopefully, you have forgotten how sore and raw your cock was for a couple of days after our last party. I have even more friends this time, so have to trick you into taking that little blue pill that keeps your cock hard all night long. You are going to have a super hard dick if you are going to service all of the hot babes!
You know you can’t say no to me. I am too tricky and too sexy. I manipulate and tease. The girls are way hot and horny. In need of cock, but we can entertain each other while we wait our turn for a ride on your cock. After all you only have one mouth and one cock to give us pleasure. Good thing that we are very open minded girls. We play with each other’s boobies or another girl’s dripping wet pussy. So hot to make you watch our girl-on-girl sex show.
Make you hard and hot. Once that little blue pill kicks in, you are at our mercy. We fuck and fuck and fuck. You lose track of how many girls take advantage of your hot body and hard cock.
You don’t wake up until the middle of the afternoon the next day. Your house is trashed, the scent of sex still in the air. Your head aches and your dick is drained…well drained.
Thanks for the party!
Kisses, Layla
A friend of mine was going on an extended business trip and needed someone to take care of her pets while she was away…I could bring mine over there, so I decided I was up for a change of scenery. She has a great house on the cliffs and I love the sound of the ocean at night. It was already a fantastic place but she’s been remodeling-and that’s another big reason she needed me there.
There was was more work to be done, the carpenter was still working on the bar and the cabinets. She let him know she was going out of town and I would be there instead. And she let me know that he was easy on the eyes.
Well, she wasn’t kidding. But it started with his voice (I have a thing with voices) when he called me to say that he had to change the time he was coming over. Fuck, his voice was so rich and sexy…Like caramel. I couldn’t wait to see what he looked like.
I saw the truck coming up the driveway and I watched from the bedroom. I wanted to see him before he saw me. I’m glad I did that because one look at this man and I knew I would have to fuck him. I didn’t care if he had a girlfriend or was married.
I answered the door in a short black skirt and a pink tank top. You could see that my bra was black under my tank top. My hair was all the way down, I had on light pink lip gloss. I was barefoot, my toenails painted pink. I wanted to look sexy, but not fully done up. I think I did pretty well…His eyes nearly popped out of his head. I thought one thing: He’s Mine.
I was friendly, shook his hand and told him it was nice to meet him. He was gorgeous, I could tell that he was a confident man-usually. I guess seeing me turned his world upside down. He was stumbling over his words.
We exchanged pleasantries and I told him that I had to finish doing dishes, but he was welcome to get started on the bar. I asked him if he would be making a lot of noise, because I had to work and would be on the phone-of course I didn’t tell him the type of work I was doing-he didn’t need to know. He told me that he was just going to be doing some sanding and he already had things ready to go-so he would be pretty quiet.
We parted ways and I did my thing in the kitchen, turned on the dishwasher and I heard him set up and get started. I entered the room he was in from behind him, so he didn’t see me. I wanted to see him work. He had on jeans and a tight t-shirt with extra short selves it seemed. Watching him sand, looking at those arms, his muscles looked amazing. They weren’t huge, but they were big and he was in amazing shape-I couldn’t wait to see the rest of him.
I walked into the room and came up very close behind him, put my hand on his shoulder and he was startled! It was kind of funny seeing him jump, and when he turned around-he we ended up very, very close to each other. His smile was very inviting. Through my giggles I apologized for scaring him, and stroked his arm lightly. He looked at my hand and then his eyes lingered over my entire body, it seemed. I could tell that he really liked my legs and tits, so I maneuvered around him and hopped up on the bar. This way he could see both very well. And he tried not to be obvious taking me all in.
I complimented him on his work, told him it looked great and asked how much longer it would take to be completely finished. About a month. Awesome.
The entire time he was standing there, leaning against the bar next to me, looking at me-my legs, my tits, my eyes, my lips. My body language told him that he could look all he wanted, and the longer I sat there the more he wanted me.
Then suddenly I told him that I had to get back to work, and hopped off of the bar. He looked very disappointed. He told me that he liked the company, but he should probably be working too. Then I let him know that I would be in the bedroom and if he needed anything to let me know.
“Not in the office?” He said.
“Noooo, not in the office…I like working in the bedroom.” I purred, then giggled.
Little did he know that I was expecting a call from one of my guys, and I was really looking forward to it.
I walked away slowly. I felt his eyes on my ass, and when I looked back on him it was confirmed. He gave me a sheepish smile and I gave him a devilish one of my own.
I got comfortable on the bed, and within a few minutes Mr. X called. We have lots of fantasies we do, but he loves me telling what to do with that cock of his that becomes mine. He tells me how he would lick my pussy, flicking it, sucking on my clit…Using his fingers, putting them deep inside me, curling them up and going at it hard. His voice is hot and deep and I can hear that cock being stroked.
I tell him how to stroke his cock, squeeze it, tell me how his pre-cum drips down the shaft. He moans, I tell him to turn on that vibrator and put it on his ass, he moans louder. He gets me so horny, so wet that I can’t help but touch myself.
I’m slick and wet and I taste myself…Yummy…He likes hearing me suck on my fingers. I tell him to stroke it harder, use both hands. I can tell he’s going to cum after awhile, I let him get really close, I tell him to get a few really good strokes in, fast and hard and then I make him stop. This drives him fucking crazy, and I love making him wait. I tell him to spit on his cock again for me, take long strokes and tell me how he would bend me over and plunge it into my pussy.
After awhile of getting him close and then making him stop, I finally let him cum. I love hearing it, the noises he makes drives me wild and I was crazy wet, rubbing my pussy fast, looking at it all wet and swollen, that coupled with his moans, pinching and rubbing that clit of mine-I came-HARD, moaning and breathing hard in his ear-right when he was cumming, and I knew hearing me made him squirt more cum than he thought he could.
“Give it to me baby, more, all of it.” I say. He moans so loud. I can practically feel his body shudder over the phone, breathing loudly, soft moans.
“Mmmmmm….That was a good one huh?” I say
“It always seems to get better, it’s unreal…Listening to you cumming, I could just die.”
I smile. We both got off hard, and what’s better than that?
There I am with my skirt pulled up, wet pussy and fingers, laying back in bed, facing the window when I hear something behind me.
There’s Mr. Carpenter, standing in the bedroom door-his mouth agape, a bulge in his pants.
Oh my…
To Be Continued.
“Ms. Sky will see you now.”
It is as if I have cast a magical spell on you. I control your desires. Your body is mine. I have my blindfold and handcuffs ready for you.
I will take you, dominate you and make you mine. You will surrender. I want it hot and kinky. I will take you to a higher level of sexual awareness that you ever thought possible.
You are my boy toy, my fuck puppet.
I take you to where there is no place for right and wrong. No limits exist. No judgments allowed. A little sexual perversion intensifies your experience, heightens your sexual awareness. Sometimes a little pain actually makes the pleasure even more pleasurable.
Let the kinky games begin.
Skylar
I had a real life loser call me last week and he was so pathetic I couldn’t resist to blog about him. First, he showed me his dick on cam, no surprise it was a tiny, pencil dick. He told me he sits home all day and jerks off but what makes him a loser is he likes to be money fucked because he knows how pathetic he is and showed me the proof on cam.
He’s totally stuck in Loserville and has nothing else to do with his life besides letting beautiful woman like myself drain his bank account.
I can’t wait to blackmail that pencil dick loser again. I might money fuck him, like he’s never been money fucked before.
