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Again?

I woke up after a very depraved yet hot dream. It was so real, but yet I am in my warm cozy bed. I got up and looked in the mirror and I could see something that looked like bruises  around my neck. My pussy was wet and dripping but I am guessing from the dream.  I put it out of my mind but found myself dwelling on it. I mean the school did exist, the bruises my wet pussy, It didn’t make much sense to me. While not sure the reason no matter how hard I tried I could not cum. Not with my hand, my dildo or a man. I have the image of the janitor in the school that rainy night stuck in my head.  Now I was determined to find out what was real and a dream. If I didn’t cum soon I would be one mean bitch to deal with.  I parked outside of the school and looked for him, nothing. I flirted to get some details and still all leading no where and me still not having an orgasm.

I finally let it go when I was invited to escort at a big party. It was a huge amount of money and I knew this would take my mind off of things. I wore a tight little black mini with a corset and stiletto heels. I knew the way as it was the mansion vacant for many years. A valet parked my car and I could hear the music and laughter from outside. I was told this was more about me circulating and making guests feel welcome than it was sex. The crowd seemed college age for most part. I drank, talked and mingled forgetting about my dream and actually enjoying myself. Then I saw him, it was the janitor. I should have left then, but I had a rep and the money was too good to give back. I had to know, maybe he would have the answer to why I can no longer cum. I went upstairs looking for him. Then I heard it, that evil dirty laugh of his. He came up from behind me and dragged me into a huge room. The room was clearly sound proofed and had a few couches and chairs.  I must have fallen asleep as I woke up chained to the floor. Again, the evil laugh. The room had mirrors everywhere so I could see what he was doing behind me. He was setting up a fuck machine. I begged him to at least tell me “why” but he just laughed.

He positioned me on all fours still chained to the floor. I screamed but no one heard. As the cock entered me I saw someone else coming into the room. It was the woman with the strap-on from that night. She took off her clothes and started to grind her pussy in my face getting it wet and tasting her. I finally came, after all these weeks with the fuck machine going faster and deeper in my pussy. As his wife kept cumming on my face he then pushed his cock into my ass. The both batted me back and forth till we all came again. They left me alone for maybe 20 minutes as they talked. I heard the door as someone else entered the room. “Daddy, is she for me”, he asked. He came up behind me and whispered in my ear that it was his birthday  he was 13 and he was finally going to get his first taste of pussy. Now if I told, I would get in trouble for fucking a minor. His mom got on all fours next to me and started to kiss me as the janitor started fucking her. The son came over and over filling my pussy and ass with him cum.  More people started to enter the room. I could hear them talking and realised they were all related of the most part. Finally the janitor explained to me that the whole point of this party was to breed, to make babies. He explained when we were done, someone would take me home.  I again would wake up in my bed and remember nothing. He said that he would find me again, when he was ready for me.

Down On Your Knees And Beg!

I just stepped out of the shower and I’m dripping wet all over! I need a slave boy to dry all the water pellets off my body. The drops of water are slowly running down my body, taking a little longer rolling over my perky breasts and tight ass. I expect a fresh hot towel in your hand ready to serve me. Now dry me off. You are just itching to fuck me, aren’t you? Get down on your knees now and worship my pussy. Beg for it and I may let you have it.

Gigi

Sooo Tasty!

You want to eat my pussy, don’t you? Admit it you love to eat pussy. The smell of pussy, and you love the taste. You want to bury your face into my gorgeous cunt. I want to feel the moist warmth of your tongue sliding along my puffy lips. Start by teasing my inner thighs with your kisses as you work your way toward the prize. Explore every inch of luscious snatch with your flickering tongue. Feel me squirm with pleasure while your face is buried. Feel my body tense as I moan in anticipation of an incoming orgasm, well, nothing quite gets your cock as hard as that feeling. Cum taste me!

“Lonely is the Night”

“Lonely is the night when you find yourself alone.
Your demons come to light and your mind is not your own.
Lonely is the night when there’s no one left to call, (except for Sky). You feel the time is right–say, the writing’s on the wall”

You know you need me. You need to get down and dirty with me tonight. No matter how late, just pick up the phone. Don’t let those apartment walls feel like they are closing in on you. The only walls I want closing in around you, my baby, are my sweet pink walls.  Call whenever you like. “It’s time you got to win.”

Life’s a headache at times. “Red lights, green lights, stop ‘n go jive.  Headlines, deadlines jamming’ your mind.” Let my words take you for an erotic ride!

Call me baby, there’s so much we can do
“Nobody’s stopping’ you baby,” some role playing will do.
One whisper in your ear now baby, let me show what I can do
One kiss, now baby! Let me make it happen for you!

“No more sleeping’, wasting’ our time
Midnight creeping’s first on our minds
No more lazin’ ’round the tv
You’ll go crazy,” crazy for me!

Cum in your Sky…No More Lonely Nights!

Feeling close to you

I love being a naughty girl for you. I like it when you undress me and put your hands all over my warm naked body. I like it when we get really kinky with each other. Passionate kisses until we tumble on the bed. Rolling me over on my stomach while I feel the warmth of your tongue running up and down my body. Tell me all the kinky things you want to do to me. I love when our bodies become one. Your hands running  through my hair while you cock slides into my creamy phone sex pussy. Making me cum over and over.

Always,

Zoe

Sweet Things

I am a bad Mommy, lol. I keep stealing your Halloween candy. I have such a sweet tooth.  I like sweet things.

Well that is why I love you so much!  You are the sweetest boy.

You can’t be mad at me. I steal your candy, but you steal my panties and bras.

I like sweet tasting things, you like sweet smelling things.

If you don’t want me stealing your candy, maybe you have a wonderful sweet tasty treat for me.

Love,

Mommy Morgan

How A Game of Scrabble Turned Sexy

It started all very innocently. My husband and I had a younger couple from down the street over for dinner. After dessert, I suggested that we play a board game and pulled out Scrabble.  He is an English teacher at the local high school, so I expected him to be a formidable opponent.

After two glasses of wine and mid-way through our game, we were all enjoying the competition of the game. He got s-e-x-y with a triple word score. I am not used to losing at Scrabble, but he was kicking my ass. I had an awful mixture of letters. Nothing impressive glaring at me at first, then I saw “hole” already one the board.  I took my three simple letters, a-s-s and got a double word score with my naughty word.  His wife blushed and the rest of us giggled like kids at the sight of the naughty word.

We finished the first game and decided to play a second game. Our new teacher friend suggested that we play “Adult Dirty Word Scrabble.” Any naughty, sexy word was an automatic double score word. I opened up another bottle of wine and we picked our new tiles.

A debate arose over my husband’s word of “swing.” His wife said it was not a dirty word, so it didn’t qualify for the extra points. I admitted that we were swingers and we “swing” with other couples. The woman didn’t say another word on the issue, but her husband became aroused and curious. I could see it in his eyes. Her husband added “e-r-s” to “swing,” and gave us all this wicked little smile. He grabbed his wife’s hand and squeezed. I knew he was interested.

At the end of the game, along with the normal words, we had the following “naughty words” spelled out on our board: “cum, dick, dildo, boobs, pussy, ass, sex, blow, lick, and fucker,”

After all the tiles were used up and the game was over. (I won the second game), her husband said next time we should play bedroom games instead of board games. I looked at my husband. I knew that he was thinking the same thing I was. He rubbed her thigh and said, why wait to next time.

I gave her a very sexy kiss and undressed her. Our two husbands sat back and stroked their cocks while I pleasured his wife with my tongue. Soon the guys joined in the sexy fun. I watched my husband fuck her while her husband was fucking me.

Turned out to be one very crazy night of board games and bedroom games.

Jackie

Costumes and Cocks

Halloween really isn’t my thing. But this year my best friend asked me to go to her Halloween office party with her at some swanky hotel. It actually didn’t turn out that bad. I couldn’t believe the amount of attention I was getting from all the married men. I was hanging out at the bar in my sexy witch outfit. When they guy next to me started talking to me. He asked if he could buy me a drink. I inched over and whispered in his ear “of course” make it a strong one. All I could think about was how good he looked and how horny I was. He was a little surprised when I put my hand on his knee telling him I would like to get to know him a little better. I slid off my stool and walked him outside by the hand. We walked over to my car leaning against it, kissing like two horny high school kids. He started to kiss me back more violently. Pulling me in by my waist running his hands under my top, his cold fingers gliding over my nipples. His other hand sliding into my moist panties pulling them down. All I could do was moan as his fingers pushed inside my wet pussy.

 

I knew I would find some kind of naughty fun!

 

 

~ Happy Halloween ~

Ready To Be Fucked

You take my hands and place them at my side and ask me to close my eyes. As I close my eyes, I hear you doing something. I’m startled as I feel something silky on my face. I grin while you blindfold me with one of my silk scarves. I’m instantly wet with anticipation! I feel your fingers as they unbutton my top and pull it out of my skirt. Your hands slip inside my shirt  and their warmth travels up my sides and to my shoulders, where they caress my arms as my top falls to the floor. Your hands never leave my body, and they travel next to the back of my skirt, unzipping it, stroking my hips and thighs as my skirt falls to the floor. I’m now only wearing black thigh highs, a thong and matching bra, and my heels. I hear your breath suck in and can feel your eyes roaming over every curve of my body. My nipples are hard and  I want to be touched more, but I stand still. Your hand slips into mine , leading me to the bed. The anticipation is just about killing me.

I am speechless and breathless, my head filled with a thousand different thoughts, as  your warm hands run down my arms, to the sides of my breasts, over my hips grabbing my legs and pushing them open as you slowly remove my thigh highs.  My clit is throbbing with anticipation.

Do you think you can handle me? I’m very horny and ready to be fucked hard.

Angelina

Boston “More Than a Feeling”–“Feelin’ Satisfied”

Well come on you guys in Boston, well actually all you Red Sox fans,
“The time has come to get together” and celebrate winning the World Series.
“You gotta have a little rock ‘n’ roll music,” sex, and baseball to “get you through the stormy weather.”
Nothing feels as good as home town pride when your team wins the big one. Kind of like an orgasm, but the feeling lasts longer. Pride is “more than a feeling”

Boston, “don’t let your troubles get to you because win or lose it’s alright!” Boston loves their Red Sox, win or lose. But WINNING feels…SOOOOO Good! Celebrate! Buy your buddy a beer, fuck your girl all night long, or celebrate with me!  Winning the World Series is “more than a feeling!”

“So come on, put your hands together” and cheer for the Boston Red Sox!
“You know it’s now or never” and more than a feeling of pride. “It’s Feelin’ Satisfied!” (just ask that old rock band, Boston, from the ‘70s)

Skylar