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Panty Thief Phone Sex

 

Today I sent my favorite little panties thief to the laundry mat. I told him to hang out there till a girl I considered hot came in so I could tell him she was “The One”   and he was to steal a pair of her panties, go in the bathroom, leave the door cracked and jack off in them  before he put them back.

   It was so much fun! I had him take pictures with his cell phone and send them to me. I finally picked a fiery little redhead. He sent me a picture of some really cute red lace silk panties, then he took a video of himself in the bathroom jerking with them with the door open. I was rolling laughing. I was very proud of his bravery though and rewarded him with the pleasure of being allowed to cum.

   What a fun day I had! Would you like to play now?

Do NOT jerk off to my pics….yet!

  Do not sit there just jerking off to some free pictures you pathetic piece of shit!  Call me now! I will tell you all about the sexy dominatrix clothes I have on right now. Then I will show you the kind of bondage and domination your cock really needs!

I love all kinds of rough and dirty sex, it is so much fun to see men worship my legs and feet but what really gets me off is teasing and torturing a helpless male slave like yourself.  There are so many wonderful things you can do to a guy…

Once you have got him stripped completely naked and tied up very tight. Bound and helpless, spread wide open, open to do anything I want to do.

Fem-Dom bondage and fetish teasing get me so hot. I can do such nasty good things to a man’s cock and balls with my feet, and when I get my hands on a new slave to play with. I just can not hold myself back. Can’t you feel my long leather gloves running down your bare flesh? I am going to abuse and torture your naked body!  And then, I am going to fuck it until I cum!  And if…and that is if you are a very good bo, maybe I will let you cum too. I am ready for extreme bondage sex and the naughty little pet I want to use and abuse.

IS YOU!!!

Stockinged Feet

I had hurt him already, opened him up to me, and was gentling him in bed, holding him curled into me, wrapped up close, cuffed and kissed, some beautiful expanse of soft bruised skin. Him naked, me, with shirt thrown aside in the heat of earlier physicality, left with nothing but stockings and heels.

My legs wrapped over him, I licked and sucked at his mouth, stroked his body with my stockinged feet, smooth, silky nylons sliding over his skin. From the back of his knees, up his thighs, over his ass, pressing against him insistently before slipping down over his balls and cock, and then back down his legs.

He moaned into my mouth, a sound of surprise and arousal, his hips moving involuntarily against me, his legs parting as the silky fabric covering my toes reached his ass and slid against him, his breathing quickening. It took me a moment to realise that this strong reaction was to my stroking him with my stockinged feet, delicious, surprising, unwarranted as I kept it up, slow and deliberate.

It hit a trigger, this stockinged foot stroking, and he started, unexpectedly, to make a sobbing sound into my mouth, I drew back to see his face contorted as if he was going to cry… he couldn’t tell me what was going on, it came out in gasps, whispered, cracked and broken, into my mouth, ‘I feel ashamed… it’s horrible… it’s so good… what does it mean?… I can’t…’. I continued to stroke his body with my stockinged feet and kiss him ‘It’s ok baby, it’s ok…’, he nodded, somehow both kissing and sobbing into me, aroused and distressed, scared and confused, hot and so laid open, needy and exposed like a helpless little bitch.

He loved his stockinged feet foot job, and so will you. Call miss Georgia, and get your’ silky foot job too.

YOU CANT HANDLE ME!

I am Goddess Jezzabelle, the bane of your existence.  Step into my lair, if you dare, and discover my malicious ways.  You will be MY sissy pantyboy.  MY plaything, MY living sex toy to do with as I please!!  I will transform you into MY pretty pony!  My PATHETIC puppy, MY puny-cocked cuckold. MY forlorn fuckhole.  MY servile slavee.  NOT all of Goddess Jezzabelle’s toys are good little boys, though : do not be surprised if you are so hopeless and miserable that you cannot reach the level of slave immediately.  It takes time.  in this relationship of mutual trust, to achieve such lofty goals..and your only goal is to please your GODDESS! 

BE WARNED: Goddess Jezzabelle loves to pimp her pathetic living toys out to many different types of people, for her pleasure!  You might serve Mistress Jezzabelle and her Domme ladyfriends high tea dressed in a French maid’s uniform, on all fours, carrying the tray on your back one day; be dressed as the dirty little slut you know you are at heart- in a whorish micro-mini skirt, stiletto heels, and slutty makeup with the requisite red lipstick.  You could be lead into a BDSM club on a collar and leash to perform amazing fuckhole feats for the crowd; and be cuckolded and sissified for the pathetic size of your tiny, useless cock.  OR maybe just maybe in front of a crowd of your co-workers, your boss, or even your wife and family!!!  The possibilities are endless with Goddess Jezzabelle.

How do you want to serve me???  Tell me your confessions now!  and take your punishment as you should.

Panty wish

Do you like the smell of a woman’s panties? Does the scent and aroma of dripping wet pussy juices get your cock stiff? Maybe you’re a panty thief, maybe you sneak in to your wife, girlfriend, friend, or dare I say sister or daughter’s (you naughty boy) room to sniff or even wear her panties? It’s OK your secret perverted confession is safe with me. You should ask me how you can get a pair of my wet panties…you think its just a fantasy but if you ask nicely I can tell you about sending you the exact pair of sticky panties I wore during our call (that is if I am wearing any…..)

Dirty Diana Does it Better – Siren Phonesex

Hey Sexy,
I do love what I do….so much. I love the interaction between my partner and I, the subtle vocal inflections, letting me know that I have found the right spot. I love knowing how hard I am making you, how delicious our time together is for the both of us, and feeling that familiar warm wetness between my legs….and it’s all your fault *smiles*
Want to know just how utterly sexy a phone fuck can be? Call me! I am sure you will become my number 1 fan….

Diana

1.866.949.4113

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.”

Panty Boys and Sluts, Get your Panties Here!

Hey all you panty boys out there, I just wanted to share with you that I just stocked up on Brand New Panties and am Running a Special with a 15 min  Call.
I love to have a hot steamy phone sex call with my Panty sluts as we chat about your sissy ways, your freaky hose and your sexy lingerie, how the silky panties feel and what fem name I’m going to pick for you!
Cum look for me in out chat room so I can embarrass you with your fem name in front of all my sexy girlfriends and we can set up our Hot Call.

Sissy fantasy time!

I dress you up super pretty because my friends will be over today and you will be the party favor.  First of all we will give you a latex pussy so you can totally be the little girl I want you to be.  Of course you will need some tits too.

Then I shall dress you up in a corset, thigh highs, and panties.  Of course you will wear the 5 inch stilettos.

I shall finish up the package deal by making you put on that hot blonde wig and some hot pink lipstick and other makeup to make you super pretty and girlie for me.

So while you are looking super pretty for me, your job is to cater to me and my girlfriends wants and needs.   You will serve us drinks while collared and leashed.  Whatever they want, you shall provide.  I will also have a few male strippers showing up to entertain us for the party and you are also to cater to their needs.  Not sure exactly what all we might require of you, but one thing is for sure….obedience and total submission is mandatory.

Game On!! Pantyhose perv wants to play!

A letter from my freaky pantyhose worshipper:

I really don’t remember how old I was when I first discovered the sensuality of pantyhose. Then during my teens, just feeling them wasn’t enough. I had to wear them. I would wait till everyone had gone and head straight for my mothers dresser……my penis already hard as a rock from anticipation. My hands would be shaking as I went through the small assortment she had. They were all the same, nude control tops. That didn’t matter, they were pantyhose and I would soon be wearing them!! Sometimes I would strip right there in her bedroom and carefully put them on, or take them to the couch and tease myself, stareing at them while I undressed. As I slowly slid them on, my pecker would be throbbing with pleasure. I remember feeling the heat from my cock on my stomach as I pulled the control top up. Then I would walk around the house enjoying their tight silkiness, taking time to masturbate every now and then. When I could no longer hold back my orgasam, I would have to be careful not to soil them with my cum. I would usually sit on the toilet and aim my cock down into the bowl, stroking madly as wave after wave of orgasam shook my body. Several minutes later I would wipe the jizz off my cock and return the hose to their temporary home in the dresser.

After a few years, my younger sister started wearing pantyhose. This was great for me as she had quit an assortment of colors to choose from!! White, black, blue……I was in heaven!!

I wore them all, and I didn’t have to be as carefull with spilling my cum on them either. I even put a few of her panties on also. That really made my cock hard. All this was great, but what I really longed for was a pair of thigh-highs. I used to look through the catalogs at the women modeling them, and get hard while I tried to figure out how to get my hands on some. In the meanwhile, I got an idea on how I could maybe make a pair myself. I took a nice pair of white ones, and carefully cut making them into a pair of thigh-highs, but with the added bonus of attached garters!! These were awesome. I remember hiding them in my car one day, only to put them on after drinking a few beers that night. I found a dark road, undressed and quickly put my pretty white hose on. The feeling of being naked standing in the middle of the road with just pantyhose on was erotic as hell!! This didn’t last very long, as I came very quickly. But I had found a new expereience that would be repeated alot more in the future. Even now, after all these years my balls start to churn and my cock harden thinking about it. After several outings with my hose, they became quite tattered and I threw them out. Then I got into just driving around at night with nothing on except an erection and a smile. This was nice……..one hand on the wheel and the other one stroking my very stiff cock. I would drive around for hours till I was good and ready to cum, and stop on a dark road and get out and shoot my cream all over the road. But I missed wearing pantyhose, and I would soon take care of that!!

My buddy had a sister that was hotter than hell…..I thought about fucking her alot when I jacked off. One day when his parents were gone and he was on the shitter, I crept into her bedroom and quietly opened her dresser. Fuck yes!! Before my eyes were several beautiful pairs of hose and sexy little panties!! I could only look at them for a second before I heard the toilet flush. Dammit!! I would have to find more time to examine her goodies in the very near future. I became rather obsessed with that thought, masturbating often while my mind pictured those delicious undergarments. I got my chance one Saturday night. Me and my buddy were drinking and smokeing a little grass watching movies.

My plan was to wait untill he passed out and then go shopping. It was well after midnight till he finally did, and I waited a little while longer till I was sure he was out. The excitement grew as I made my way into her bedroom. I could feel my heart pounding as I slid the drawer open. I quickly went through her stuff, and decided on taking a white pair of hose and a couple pair of sexy panties. I stuffed the panties into my pockets and put the hose in my underwear. My penis was quick to make friends with these silky intruders, it felt nice against my engorged cock. I waisted no time in making an exit. I was going to have to walk home, but that was okay. I then realized I was pretty well fucked up myself, but this could be a very fun walk! I started walking and all I could think about was trying on my new hose. I finally gave in to my desire, sitting down in the roadway to undress. I decided to try on my new panties first, choosing the black pair with white trim. The soft silky material was no match for my throbbing cock, and it stuck out the top of them as a newly formed droplet of pre-cum glistened in the moonlight. My cock was screaming for some attention, but I had to get the hose on before any cars came. I quickly put my feet into the hose and stood up, pulling them up and over my pleasure stick. Oh Yes!!! I then treated my cock to some very much needed masturbation, and it responded in turn with a small stream of pre-cum.

Mmmmmmm, I could have came right there, but I would have to wait untill it was safer. I put my jeans on and shoes, and took off for home. I had a little trouble walking, alcohol and a hard-on, not to mention my underwear in one pocket and panties in the other. When I finally reached home, I walked out into the bean field across the street and quickly undressed to celebrate my victory. First I stood up and slowly stroked myself with one hand while I ran the other hand up and down my legs and across my ass. Aw Fuck!!! My penis and balls quivered as the first load of cum squirted to the ground. I kept stroking till I had drained my balls and my cock was coated with my cum. I became lightheaded and had to sit down…….the force of my orgasam or beer I guess. After a few minutes, I realized my hand was wrapped around my cum soaked cock once more, so I layed back on the ground and relaxed as my hand brought my cock back to life. It felt so good to be laying naked on the ground out in that field…..wearing only some hot bitches panties and hose. I would thrust my hips into the air forceing even more blood into my already engorged penis. At some point I must have passed out, because I awoke sometime later and decided I had better cum and get out of my sexy new play clothes. I hid them in my car and got quite a lot of use and pleasure out of them.

I almost forgot to mention how a womans pair of knee-highs can be used to pleasure oneself. All you need is one knee-high and your stiff cock. Simply slide the hose over your cock as tight or as loose as desired, and masturbate as normal. I like to pull the bottom side over my balls, as it makes a nice little silky holder for them. I have ruined several pairs by filling them with my semen, but their cheap and who cares. I have also used them as a makeshift cock ring. Simply wrap the hose around your cock and balls and tie as tight as you want.

Well, I’m now married and have kids and I finally got those thigh-highs. My wife has bought several pairs of them and I put them on every once and awhile. She does’t know about my fetish for them, but I would love to wear some and make love to her sometime.For now, I will settle for a phone fantasy about this with you playing her….are you game?