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Graveyard fucking!

Tonight is a family tradition for my dad and I. We go to the cemetary that is 30 minutes from our house and we fuck right on top of his dead girlfriends grave. You always knew I was sick and twisted but this is something I left you in the dark about till now. Everybody has their family secrets and that is one of mine. I get daddy’s big cock right up in me tonight bending over the head stone of his former beauty queen Cynthia Lee. I hated her and I’m glad that fucking bitch is dead. Now I enjoy what she cannot! Life sucks doesn’t it?  RIP- you fucking twat!

Innocent Screams

Everybody knows this is my favorite time of year! When I was growing up my dad loved Halloween night! He would torture and rape all the little girls that came to our door looking for candy. I would hear the innocent crys of young girls coming from my dads bedroom. He would sometimes make me hold them down if they were weren’t cooperating like good little girls. If they were too loud I would shove my pussy on their face and force them to eat my cunt so they would shut the fuck up! I got so turned watching my dad rape young girls one by one. Watch him put his seed into their tiny little cunts. I especially loved seeing their virgin blood all over my father’s cock. He let me lick it off and the taste was so sweet and pure, I knew from such a young age I loved the taste of innocent blood.

My first time…

I remember it like it was yesterday. I was only 15 years old but already a women. It wasnt the first time we had exchanged looks over the dining room table or the first time I “accidentally” let my towel drop to the floor in front of you. It definitely wasn’t the first time I found myself in awe of your presence nor will it have been the last time. But that night was different. You had always been there for me. You coddled me through break ups and bullies, through skinned knees and tears yet here we sit. I have never known love and pleasure could exist as one. By the end of the night I would have discovered that not only can they co-exist but they are the bases for an exceptional orgasm. Where love meets lust that area in between is nirvana. It was a night like any other. SHE was working late as usually so we were left to fend for ourselves in the kitchen. I had been working on my grandmas famous meatballs when our eyes met. I have looked into your big brown eyes on so many other occasions but this time was different. This time you looked through me. Into the very debts of my soul and found my secret. Once the balls were safely in the oven I came over to living room and sat down beside him.  I grabbed the blanket that drapes across the sofa and covered myself because as it usually is was freezing in the living room. Before I even realized what I was doing I was all nuzzled up with him watching a movie. Not really sure what movie to be honest because I wasn’t paying any attention to it. For some reason I just kept thinking about him. What he must be thinking about right about now. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me in closer. I guess he figured that I had to be freezing since my teeth were chattering. As he began rubbing my arms I instantly became excited. I had already been to second base with Johnny but I had not felt the swarm of new butterflies in my stomach the way I was at that very moment.  And all this from an arm rub. My mind began to wonder and I envisioned him leaning over and kissing my lips passionately exchanging moments of bitter sweet ecstasy.  Taking my tiny little breast in your big manly hands and cupping them. My nipples instantly hardened that thought and I found myself touching them with my fingers. They were harder then they had ever been before I wanted him to suck and bite them. I wanted to feel his full beard on my bare breast. I wanted to feel him ALL of him inside of me!

To be continued…Stay tuned….for more of my first time confessions!

Your CBT is my pleasure..

It’s not about pain for me, its about you testing your limits, enduring whatever you have to for the sake of my pleasure.  A lot of guys think they have ‘done it all”, trust me you haven’t.  We can definitely come up with something new and exciting for you.  There are so many fetishes out there.  So many new and exciting twists on old fetishes as well.

Lately I have really been enjoying some CBT fun.  Something about a guy who is willing to just torture his most prized possession for me is a huge turnon.  Are you capable of doing such a thing?  I challenge you to give yourself to me, totally.

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My Son

I walked in the attorney’s office distraught and confused. It’s bad enough when a wife becomes a widow but a post funeral controversy adds insult to injury. I was wearing all black and dressed as professional as I could muster. With a black coat and black skirt I looked like a business goth. I even had on dark makeup and my hair was in a tightly pulled bun. I had an 11:00 appointment with the family lawyer Lance Edwards and his secretary Beth ushered me in at 11:00 on the dot. I walked right in as she shut the door. Standing right over his desk and ignoring his greeting I said “Lance what the hell is going on? What do you mean there’s an issue with his will?” I was furious. They called just two days after his death and were very vague meaning I had to meet them now. “Well Mrs. White after examining your husband’s will, we found something quirky that puts a huge twist on his possessions and assets.” He got up from his desk a piece of paper in hand and sat beside me on the sofa and as he did he handed me a glass of water. “Alright cut the bullshit what’s going on?” He gave a heavy sigh and showed me a piece of my late husband’s will. I just stared at the paper in utter bewilderment. What did this mean? It was a will he had passed all of his things down to me what the hell was the big deal? Seeing my confusion he read, “All of my possessions assets, funds, and anything of monetary value, this includes home, cars, stocks, property, life insurance etc. is to be passed to the next person carrying the family name so that it shall be preserved and prosper. I am sorry to inform you Mrs. White that nothing you or your husband jointly owned belongs to you, rather it belongs to your son Harry. He is the one who carries the family name.” He continued before I could interrupt. “He is a male and when he marries his wife and kids will bear his name but you will carry your maiden name or the name of anyone you marry. Even if you don’t marry but were to have another child they would bear their father’s name.” So there it was I was left with nothing my son left with everything. He had just become insanely wealthy in a matter of fifteen minutes.

It didn’t take long for my son to use this power. I no longer had access to money without his permission or a new job which in this economy probably wasn’t going to happen. My son knew this and took full advantage. From the moment I arrived home from the lawyer’s office he took control. He had nothing to do with creating the will but he sure was the master of it. I was now my son’s maid, cook, and servant. I had lost all my authority and this was further exasperated when he told me that unless he wanted to be kicked out of his house, I needed to suck his cock. I was horrified but he was persistent. When I refused he began to gather what little I owned and put it in a bag. I didn’t want to be homeless so shameful humiliated and embarrassed I got down on my knees as he asked and took out his cock. I was being raped by my own son forced to do his sexual bidding or suffer the consequences. I took his cock out and began rubbing it with my hands and it slowly sprang to life. I was so ashamed and it was so disgusting touching my own son but he forced me to suck his cock taking it deep and fast until I was deep-throating him. I tried to do a lame job but in his eyes that only meant I needed more practice so it was better to do it right and get it over with. I was in tears as he forced my head down on his cock making me choke and gag.

It didn’t get much better. He tore off my clothes and began to rape my breasts with his cock shoving them between my tits and making a tight pussy. He had his way, sucking my nipples and fondling my tits and I was powerless to stop it. It didn’t end there despite my desperate pleas and cries. He just thrust my legs open and began rubbing my cunt even sliding two fingers in hard and deep as I screamed. “NO SON PLEASE DON’T RAPE MY PUSSY YOU HAVE GONE FAR ENOUGH PLEASE!” This had no effect oh him as he began to lick my pussy out even nibbling my clit. Making matters worse I couldn’t pretend I wasn’t getting turned on when my pussy began to drip. He just laughed at this and said “See Mom you enjoy it” and without another protest he plowed into my pussy. He raped me hard and deep going faster and harder with each thrust. The excitement and forbidden nature of the incest seemed to be turning him on as he grew thicker inside me. As the rape went on I could feel my pussy sopping wet and despite my sobs and cries at the horrid nature of this act I came all over his cock sending him over the edge where he too exploded into the depths of my cunt.

Now my son does whatever he wants to me sexually and beyond because as he puts it “I am not his mother but his slave.”

Welcome to Frankie’s world of fetish and domination!

I’m beautiful and merciless! With one look from my lovely, dark, commanding eyes I will melt all your resistance away.

With my gorgeous body clothed in latex, leather or spandex, I will mesmerize you and bring you to your knees to serve me. I will make you my slave, my toy to be used, abused and played with as the whim strikes me. Challenge me and you will feel my power.

Honor my power and my beauty and you will know the joyous freedom of abandoning yourself to my control. I am a mistress of passion, highly skilled in all kind of S/M arts. I am ambitious, responsible and experienced, and I take pride in my work.

In my dungeon, which is equipped to accommodate many different fetishes, fantasies and dreams, you will see how quickly I can bring your secret desires to the surface, how quickly you will see another side of yourself, of your personality appear. Your wildest dreams will become reality and you will lose control of your body and your mind.

My idea of domination is a combination of sensitivity and strength. Through perfectly staged role-play, your inner nature — that submissive side of you — will strengthen and you will become true to yourself.

You will experience deep emotions and psychological sensations that will stagger you. You will suffer punishment and you will enjoy punishment from the hands of your Mistress, your Queen. With my power and beauty and My skillful insight, I will gaze directly into your mind and help you discover the real you, that part of you who longs to emerge but who until now has cowered in fear of discovery. Give in to your desires. Give yourself to me.

Show me weakness and I’ll show you pain!

Listen up!! I don’t fuck around pretending to be something I’m not. I’m not nice. I don’t have a lot of patience, and I thrive on worms like you. I love to bring pain and degradation to my callers and you are no exception.Open your wallet, get out your credit card and buy a call with me. When I get your receipt, I’ll turn my number on. Don’t think, asshole, that you can call me without paying first. Doesn’t work that way. Ever!!! Be naked when you call, on your knees. Have something ready to stick up your ass. If you have to lube up, pussy boy, don’t tell me about it. I hate weakness. I hate pathetic thimble dick losers like you. That’s exactly why you want to call me. You NEED my loathing. You NEED me to tell you what to do. And I will. I will probably play with my clit during the call, or fuck myself with a dildo, because it gets me so completely wet and swollen to show my power over pathetic losers like you. But I guarantee I will have my strap-on ready too … to rip your sweet little pussy ass apart. Ready? I am.

Dirty and twisted is what makes my pussy wet

I am sitting in here in my bedroom with the curtains open looking out at the beautiful sunshine.  It has been raining daily for weeks now and it is definitely a nice change to have a beautiful tranquil day.

I should be at the beach but I am content sitting here in my window looking out and rubbing my pussy a bit.  A day of reflection.  I think back over all of the recent roleplays and fantasies I have done and wonder what juicy morsel of creativity will cum my way next?

Day in and day out I am simply amazed at the creativity that you guys share with me.  On a daily basis my body, mind, and sexual spirit take a journey around the world, through many sick and demented demensions.

I just had a call where I was in the Phillipines.  A beautiful place with a lot of twisted secrets.  Little ones that are sold off in to prostitution and pedo rings of sex and torture.  Such a horrible thing.  The fantasy of that makes my pussy so wet though.  I am the auctioneer, selling them off one at a time.  Their scared faces looking at me and begging me to not sell them.  My cunt gets wetter knowing that the guys that bid the highest for the tender little morsels are the ones who will be the sickest and most demented towards them.

This one cute little red head that is up for sale now catches my eye.  Cute little freckles, so sweet and innocent.   Even though she is wearing nothing but a dirty sack of a dress I can see her hips have started to develop.  Her tiny little titties are pushing our slightly.  Her little butt is starting to curve a little bit.  She will be a delicious snack for whomever purchases her.

My lover catches my eye and sees me staring at her.  Next thing I know he is bidding on her.  The bids go up high, crazy high.  He wins her though.  I feel the warmth build up in my pussy because I know he bought her as a present to me, and we shall share her together.  Anticipation is killing me, within minutes my panties are soaked.  What shall I do with my new little present?

Burning it up, cooling it down.

The sun was pounding down on me, the heat inside my helmet making me almost nausiated….I needed to stop somewhere…have a beer, something to beat this inferno growing inside me. Up ahead…glistening thru the quicksilver, I saw him. He had a sweetazz custom bobber….red….with wicked lines, pulled over on the shoulder, and he was down underneath. I pulled up alongside on my sportster, to help a fellow biker in need. When I took my helmet off to introduce myself, that sweaty mop of blonde hair fell out from underneath. I dont think he was expecting that, as his jaw hit the pavement. He was beautiful. Tan skin, dark eyes, and chocolate curls framing a boyish face and a charming smile. My cunt began to throb. He needed a few things from a hardware store he said, in order to make it home, so I invited him to ride bitch into town. We had been admiring each other to say the least, and when he wrapped his hands around my waist, I grabbed them and placed them on my tits…I didnt want any miscommunication about how I expected to be repayed for my good deed! He began to gently squeeze and fondle them, rubbing my hard nipples thru my white tanktop as I pulled out onto the road. As the wind increased, so did his ferver…keeping one hand on my tits as he slide the other down the front of my chapsand buried his face in my neck teasing it with his tongue. His fingers began to play me like a guitar, strumming and flicking. WOW. I thought it was hot before! I began gripping the bars…going faster and faster as I climbed closer to climax…and closer to the intersection. He knew what he was doing to me… I could hear him snickering as i moaned loudly, gasing the bike as we raced toward the light, now turnig yellow! Orgasm began to wash over me..wave after magnificent wave..I howled like a she wolf in heat, unable to stop, opening the bike up, full throttleas I watched the light turn red. I was cumming all over myself, squirting, the excitement, the danger…took me to completely new heights! Traffic was moving now, and we hurtled thru the intersection and its red lights as I gushed cream from my pussy and he began to laugh aloud.

I pulled the bike around the corner to the back parking lot of the hardware store. He climbed off and stuck his cum filled fingers in his mouth giving me a devilish smile. ” I do believe I owe you a drink, too” he said. “Dont run off, now..I will be right back.”

He turned and went into the store, and I collapsed backwards on the seat laughing hysterically. He came back out a moment later, and thats when I saw the shiney gold band on his left hand.

DAMMIT.

Let no good deed go unpunished, eh?

Summer

You do me and I do you back much harder!!!!

There is absolutely nothing that I love more than doing fetish phone sex. I find vanilla boy on girl phone sex the same as I find vanilla boy on girl real sex — boring and something you only do when you are too fucked up or too exhausted (or too old) to do anything else.

I like my sex kinky and dirty. That involves every hole on my body and every hole on yours. Get your head into it and let me pound your ass with a strap on or let me watch you with another man. Come on, do you seriously NOT want to get down on your knees beside me and suck cock with me.

What? You want to fuck my ass. Well sure but hope you have a fucking clue how to do it because so many retards don’t. I am not really into teaching you how to fuck ass but I would rather teach than have you do it so fucking lame like you have never really had it in real life.

And of course, I welcome you to pound on my ass, so I fully expect to pound on yours.

Now, for those without hangups, I also love sissies and blood sports and trying all kinds of new things no matter how dark or how wild you may think it is! TRY ME! I mean isn’t that what we are doing on the planet, living to our full potential

~Posion IVY ~