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Dirty poem!

Roses are red
Lemons are sour
Open ur legs and give me an hour

 

Kissing Is A Habit
Fucking Is A Game
Guys Get All The Pleasure
Girls Get All The Pain

10 Minutes Of Pleasure
9 Months Of Pain
3 Days In The Hospital
A Baby Without A Name
The Baby Is A Bastard
The Mother Is A Whore
This Woulda Never Happend If The Rubber Hadn’t
Tore!!

Sex is like math
You subtract the clothes
Add the bed
Divide the legs
And Pray to god
You dont multiply

Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I’ll fill you with cream

Hickory dickory dock
This bitch was suckin my cock
The clock struck two
I dumped my goo
And dumped her to the end of the block

Sex is good
Sex is fine
Doggy Style & 69
Just for fun
Or gettin paid
Everyone likes gettin laid

Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in!!!

roses are nice
violets are fine.
ill be the six
if you be the nine.

Very young little slave girl

emiDaddy got a in a bit of trouble gambling, so he needs a way to get some money.  He thinks the best way to make some is to sell some time with his sweet little ten year old daughter.

Daddy is surprised to find out just how much money men are willing to spend to play with a young girl.  I don’t really understand what Daddy is selling me for.  I think maybe I am supposed to clean people’s houses or something.  When he drops me off at his first friend, I am very shocked.

He tells he that he likes little girls very much and he likes his little slaves to be obedient.  When I start to ask him what he means, he grabs me and drags me into the bathroom.  He tells me he wants to clean me and has me strip off my little white t-shirt and jean skirt. I don’t want to be naked, but he forces me.  He grabs my hair and throws me in the tub.

He scrubs me hard and rough, especially over my young little breasts and pussy.  I am nervous now.  Finally he drags me out and towels off my little body.  He tells me he wants me clean from the inside.  I try to resist him and he pulls me over his lap and begins to spank me vigorously.  I cry out as he abuses my poor bottom.  He continues beating me until I quiet down.  He stands me up and has me put my hands on the closed toilet seat.  He spreads my little cheeks and suddenly I feel something hard between them.  It’s a nozzle of some sort and he pushes it further and further in.  Then he flips a switch and I feel warm water inside me!  “Take your enema like a good little slave girl.”

Want to know what happens next?

Sweet lil Emily

The Guide To Ass Worshipping

Ass worship is a type of sexual play in which the submissive partner pays special attention to the ass, ass cheeks or anus of the dominant partner. Ass worship is one of my favorite things to do, I love to have my ass licked and kissed. I especially love sitting on a guys face while he is sliding his tongue in and out of my ass hole. Oh! and I just love to have my ass licked “squeaky” clean. I love ass worship so much because its like having a bidet with a brain. Only this bedit is focused solely on washing my ass clean and getting whatever icky stuff is left there. Sometimes, its not really about having a clean ass either; sometimes its about being amused and seeing how devoted a guy is to me and how far he will go to PROVE that devotion.

Ass worship often involves other fun things like:

Facesitting: Also called “queening,” is when a dominant partner sits on the face of the submissive partner. This is often a part of voluntary ass worship and often times forced ass worship. Forced ass worship “queening” is basically for the purpose of the submissive to have forced oral-anal contact.

Rimming: A type of oral sex that involves one person licking, kissing, sucking and tonguing another person’s anus (ass hole).

Enema play (Klismaphilia): Enema’s can be administered prior to anal sex or other types of anal play such as rimming and fingering. I usually like to give myself enema’s regularly with an at-home enema kit. The kit I have comes with a red enema bag, that looks like a hot-water bottle and a white tube, with a nozzle, that is attached to the enema bag. I like to get in my bath-tub, fill my ass with warm water using the enema nozzle and just relax. I love the feeling of having my stomach filled with warm water. When I release an enema, it cleans my butt right out! Then, I can do fun ass play/worship with my clean ass hole.

Coprophilia: Some people who enjoy ass worship have a paraphilia (fetish) called coprophilia. This is also called “scat” fetish. Someone with a scat fetish typically enjoys being exposed too, playing with and consuming another person’s feces. In terms of ass worship, dominant persons enjoy forced coprophilia.

Brown showers: This is similar to the scat fetish in that it involves one person being exposed to another’s feces. typically brown showers is sexual slang for one person defecating on another.

Cleveland Steamer: A type of brown shower that involves one person defecating on the chest of another.

Dirty Sanchez: A type of virtual brown shower or scat play in which one partner smears feces on the face of another partner…in the form of a mustache.

Ass to Mouth: The receiving partner of an ass fucking, sucks the cock or object that was just in his or her ass hole. If a guy is fucking a female, he will take his cock out of her ass and make her suck his cock or lick it clean. this can also be done with tow males or a female with a strap-on.

 

His punishment

teasinghaileyI come home and see him stroking his little clit of a cock between his fingers while holding MY picture.  Oh course I watch and wait and see what happens.  Little fucker cums all over himself and the floor.  I make a little coughing sound and he looks up at me.  I can see the sheer terror in his eyes. He tries to explain, but I shush him with a wave of my hand.  If he wants to act like a dog, he will be treated like one.

All it takes is for me to point and the little prick is on his hands and knees on the floor.  “Clean it up,” I say.  He wants desperately to resist, but doesn’t dare.  He licks his weak little cock’s cum off of the floor.  I put my foot on top of his back, forcing him to stay down, mashing his face into his orgasm’s work.  When I relent, he licks the rest up and attempts again to beg for forgiveness.  I tell him that he will indeed be sorry.

He better listen to me, and he better listen good.  I have him strip buck naked and I blind fold him.  After leading him to another room of the house I make him kneel in the middle of the room.  Is it minutes or hours that he is there… his mind wonders and he has no clue.  Suddenly he hears sounds.  I speak to him, telling him to reach out, I put a bowl in his hands.  I tell him if he drops the bowl, we are over.  He holds the bowl out, his muscles twitching in pain.

He can hear the other people in the room now.  The sound of a hand sliding up and down a cock is recognizable.  He feels some of the guys rubbing their big hard cocks against his pathetic little face.  One by one they cum in the bowl.  One of them even forces his mouth open and makes him suck before adding to the bowl.  The bowl gets heavier and heavier as more and more contents is added.  he begs me to let him put it down.  To his surprise I grant him his wish.  After pulling off the blindfold, he sees all of the cum in the bowl.  His eyes widen and he shivers.

“Eat up!” And oh he does!

-Hailey-

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.”

Win a free 15 minute call!

It is midnight here in Florida.  I am sitting outside in my front patio watching the cars go by.  My laptop is giving off just enough light that I know the neighbors and traffic have got to notice I am out here with no top on.

As I am sitting here contemplating and trying to figure out what I am in the mood for to make me cum….I am drawing a blank.  Sadly I do not know what I am in the mood for, which is weird for me.  I think what I am craving is a caller that has a totally twisted fantasy.  So that gave me an idea for a contest.

I am going to be opening up my very own brand new site within the next few weeks.  I am so excited about it.  So a contest is in order.  Whoever cums up with the most creative fantasy and either emails it to me or does a call with me between now and the 1st of October will win a free 15 minute call with me.

Now I am not talking about ‘he put his dick in her pussy and fucked her’ kind of fantasies.  No I am talking unusual, sick, twisted and crazy fantasies.  The kind of shit that you feel embarrassed about after you cum.  The kind of stuff you could never tell your family, wife, or buddies about.  Heck, the kind of stuff that is illegal in most states.  <grins>

So dig in to your creative mind and send me an email, or give me a call to do the fantasy.  I can’t wait to see how creative you guys can be!

Tiny little dicks need to be locked up!

Don’t you think a Goddess like me deserves a real cock, on a real man?  A strong powerful man.  A Superior man.  Everything that you are not.  A man with confidance.  A man who knows how to make a woman feel fulfilled.

You are lacking.  Your cock is pathetic to say the least.  You are not even worthy of my time, more less my attention.  What your deserve is for me to laugh at your miniscule and pathetic little dick, and slap it in a cage.  It is so tiny and useless it has no purpose so of course it should be locked away.  Perhaps if you worship me the right way and are very obedient perhaps I might let your pencil dick out of its cage every now and again.  Then again, maybe not.

Submission- Just a few rules you must obey!

You are the sub. I am the Goddess. You do the worshiping, obeying, servicing… you subscribe to submitting when you deal with me. In other words, I am the boss. I give orders, I give instruction, I give the head trips, and I get to ask all the questions. I don’t like to repeat myself, I don’t like it if I have to repeat instructions, order, or my rules. Unless perhaps I have been unclear in some way.

I have a very simple rule that I adhere to in many different ways in my life actually. It’s the “3 Strikes and you are OUT” Rule. It works for baseball and it works for me. I know other dominant females who feel the same.

Submission means you follow my rules, you accept my rules, you behave or 3 little tiny annoyances and you strike out. It is a PRIVILIEDGE to worship a any woman, not a right.

Tease and denial of my own body

I really, really enjoy connecting when I have sex.  What I am talking about is when it becomes more than just a fuck.  When it becomes a connection between two people.  It can be a connection with a long-time sex partner, a significant other, or a spouse, but usually I’ve found it works best with anyone who I can connect with and who are willing to take sex to the next level with me.  

I enjoy when I can ride cowgirl style for a good hour or two and just feel that hard cock inside of me, riding, feeling my body fill up with dick, riding and enjoying the ride rather than racing towards orgasm.  I like to stroke back and forth, up and down, and really feel my body build towards climax, but not waiting for it. If a man knows my body  well enough he can get me to that point and keep me there for long periods as well by fucking me missionary style or even doggie style, but it usually takes a while to know my body well enough, otherwise I am potentially able to sneak an orgasm in there before I’m really ready to have one.

I just love that feeling of pre-orgasm, that place where I am about to go over the edge, but hold it back to continue feeling that feeling for a long, long time.  Sometimes, I have to stop moving or else I will go over that edge, and sometimes I’ve even had to pull off that dick to quelm  that feeling for a little while until my body settles back down and I can get to that point again.

Sometimes I play a game and make myself wait, say 6 times, or 8 times, or 15 times that I reach the point of orgasm to actually have one.  It gets really hot when I have a partner that knows when I’m about to have an orgasm and will help me to stop, because I’m not always that strong to stop the orgasm when the urge hits.  I’ve been known, on occasion, to have tears in my eyes or even to get angry for a moment because I want to cum so bad and I haven’t reached my limit yet… and so my knowing partner stops me from having an orgasm.  However, when I start moving on that cock again and feel it fill me up so deep, I forget all about the anger and enjoy that pre-orgasmic bliss once again.  

Because of the extreme orgasm denial, my orgasm builds and builds inside of me as I ride that wave leading to orgasm.  It is pure ecstasy when I can ride that wave, in a way that I’m having a hard time finding words for.  However, when I am finally able to cum, it is an orgasm beyond any other type of orgasm that I’ve ever felt.  It is a total release that I enjoy to the fullest.  

 

Cum Guzzling Slut

I was recently called a cum-guzzling slut, and I suppose it should have offended me or turned me off, but it had a rather strange affect on me instead.

It happened just as I got finished giving a special guy a killer blow job and he was lying there in post-orgasmic bliss.  He looked down at me and said, “damn girl, you’re a cum-guzzling slut aren’t you?”  I stared at him for a second as I contemplated my real reaction as opposed to how I know I should react, because I suppose a “normal girl” in her “right mind” would have reached out and slapped him for calling her such an offensive name.  Instead, however, I felt a deep sense of pride in what he had just called me.  A cum guzzling slut.  Yeah, that would be me, and I am proud because I worked on giving head to perfection for a long, long time.

Long before I ever had actual sex, I could be found giving blow jobs and later masturbating to my erotic recollection of that hard, throbbing cock in my mouth.  Recalling the feel of each and every pulsating vein as my tongue ran the length of his dick.  How I discretely studied his reactions to my every movement, every stroke of my tongue, movement of my lips, and caress of my fingers on the manliness he was so proud of.  His cock and balls like eye candy waiting for me to feast upon his body that he splayed out in front of me. 

I learned all about those spots that made him wild, and explored to my hearts content before bringing him to a huge orgasm, and my reward was that hot, sticky cum he produced and squirted out for me.  Sometimes I had to fight to get it all down my throat, and other times it oozed out in globs on my wet, waiting tongue, all the while my pretty little pussy quivered with excitement, and I could feel my panties and thighs getting wetter and wetter as she ached to be filled. 

So, yes, I’m a cum guzzling slut, and I’m rather proud of it too!  Sucking cock is one of my favorite things to do…