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I’m All Yours

I love the feeling of being owned by him. Of being his property. I thrill at the idea that he can use me any time he desires and that my primary purpose is for his sexual gratification. His, and anyone else he might choose to have me service. Or anyone else who calls for it!!

I love that he has the balls to take me naked into rooms full of people, his ownership revealed by the collar around my neck, and my utter and complete subservience to him. I adore the insolence of these rooms full of men staring pointedly at my pussy. My ass. My tits. For as long as they desire. They dont need to look at my face or ask my permission for anything. I love every second of it and find it endlessly arousing.

I am a sexually voracious woman. However, no matter how much I am fucked, or how thoroughly, I always, always want more. I used to fantasize about the scene in Last Exit to Brooklyn where Tralala rips off her blouse in a bar and invites 30 men to fuck her. Or the scene in Suspicious River where Leila is held captive and made to fuck a room full of men. I like being a sexual object whose only purpose is to suck, fuck and be a receptacle for cum. I like the idea that men can do whatever they want to me. I will please them over and over and over again until they are utterly satisfied. I love the idea of them taking turns with me, one at a time. Or more at a time. One with his cock in my pussy, the other in my mouth. Those two will cum, just barely pulling their cocks out of me and then others will take their places. By the time they’ve all finished, the initial set of men will be hard again and ready to fuck me once more. Or twice more.

I love this idea of being taken and used. That I exist only for their pleasure. My own is an afterthought. Or rather, my own pleasure is derived by how effectively and thoroughly I can please them.

These are the things I dream about.

So when men propose owning me and making me their sex slave, it is a dream come true.  Sometimes I wonder if my incessant love of cock and its incessant use on me is some kind of metaphor for a type of penetration I crave – being fully opened emotionally and spiritually. Perhaps it is. Or maybe it’s just that I love to get fucked.

A lot.
So, give me a call and use me any way you want, I’m all YOURS!

Spring Break

Spring break couldn’t of been more crazier! A bunch of my girlfriends and I went to Myrtle Beach. There was tons of hot guys checking us out. Not only was there tons of hot guys but there was so many hot girls too! When we got to our hotel they doubled booked the room. Normally that wouldn’t be cool but they booked our room with 5 incredibly hot guys! We didn’t complain at all and they were really excited as well.

All the guys that were in our hotel room were so smoking hot, I couldn’t choose who to sleep with so I fucked  all 5 guys! My girlfriends had there share too. The beach was a lot of fun. Everyday I put a new bikini on to show off my sexy body. A couple of times I had guys lining up to put suntan oil all over my body.

I was a sex machine and I needed to get fucked by everyone and anything. I made a sign FREE FUCK and I stood outside on the beach and the older guys came over and took advantage of my smokin hot body.

Between the heavy parting, fucking hot guys who I didn’t know and the wild orgy with my girlfriends I think Spring Break was the best vacation ever!

To hear more details of my Spring Break Fuck-A-Thon call me right now!

masterbation phonesex and the horny housewife

Well I thought that phone sex would make me less horny.. But guess what it makes me more horny. I has some really fun calls last night.. I got to play a young sex toy, I humiliated a panty thief, I fucked a big strong Navy man hard fast and long, and I had my toes licked by my fave phone sex “drug” buddy till he was ready to 69 me then bend me over and do me doggie style…. And now I am just sitting on the edge of my seat anticipating my phone ringing so I can have more phone sex with some New and Old friends……… I am such a hot little thing with a dripping pussy just waiting..So Cum on call  so I can play and make us both tingle…. mmmm I think I am in the mood to have more submissive training…..Or to play with my Big daddies hard cock.

Last night I had public sex…

I had so much fun last night! I went out with the girls and we went clubbing. Psst don’t tell daddy… We saw some really hot guys and I even had sex in public for the first time. It was in the mens restroom of the club. WOW! His cock was so good!! He held me up against the wall and pumped me up and down on his cock. Oops there goes the phone better grab it!

At Your Service

Master sends me to the closet. I am naked wearing only my leather collar locked into place. The big dog bed inside the walk in closet makes sitting in the darkness a bit more comfortable. All I can do is quietly wait and attempt to make myself comfortable.

I have no concept of time as I hear a faint thud thud, the dog barking in the distance and the deep voice of my Master. His voice is easily matched by his visitor’s. There are two men in my home now. I hear Master’s steps in the kitchen briefly, before hearing the faint, masculine voices conversing in the living room. It’s to difficult hearing them behind my closed door in the farthest corner of the house. Occasionally their laughter penetrates the darkness.

I must have dozed off, because I startle when Master opens the door to the closet. My eyes blink painfully as they adjust to the light streaming inside my dark sanctuary. “Come with me, pet,” Master orders. “Not a word pet. You may not speak a word to our guest. Moans are acceptable.”

I follow him shyly, my hands clasped together in front of my body. We emerge in the living room and I see our guest sitting on the couch. The coffee table has been moved aside, allowing plenty of space. The man is a nice looking man, roughly around the same age as Master. His serious face hides the grin he will not express.

“Come to me and stand in front of me,” his voice is lovely.

I approach him gently, standing in front as he spreads his knees apart, allowing me to stand even closer. Sir, as I shall mentally refer to him, raises his hands and begins inspecting me. I feel his hands run up and down my body. My nipples become immediately erect. He runs his hands up to my face instructing me to open my mouth. My jaw falls open and his fingers begin inspecting my mouth. “Suck,” he orders and I close my lips around his fingers and suck him deeply. His fingers slide out of my mouth and trace down to my breasts. He squeezes and lifts them in his hands. His fingertips pinch my nipples hard and all I can do is gasp and moan.

Farther down his hands move to my pelvis. One hand taps my thigh and I immediately spread my legs. His finger runs along the slit of my cunt and I get instantly wet. His hand pushes on my thigh and I turn away from him, allowing him to inspect my ass. His hands spread my ass cheeks and again I flood with wetness. “Bend over,” he instructs. I lean forward, grabbing onto my ankles. His hands run along my backside. He dips his finger into my wet cunt and I moan loudly. “Such a slut,” he announces. My eyes look for Master and he is sitting not far away, watching and observing. Sir’s finger slides out of my cunt and I hear him suck on it. “Mmm, you taste delicious. Stand up and turn to face me girl.”

I look at him now, awaiting his next command. I watch as his hands move to the crotch of his pants. I can clearly see his erection through the fabric. I repress a smile as my cunt tingles from seeing his arousal. He unbuckles his belt, unbuttons his pants and the zipper is loud as it slides down. He moves his pants, making himself comfortable and his hand pulls out his throbbing erection. I watch him stroke his cock and I feel my cunt ache.

He motions me closer and as I bend forward, his free hand grabs the back of my head as his other hand forces his cock into my mouth. He pumps me up and down on his cock, making my saliva coat him. He releases his grip on his cock and brings both hands to either side of my head. He thrusts deep into my mouth as his hands plunge my head up and down. I gag with each thrust, causing more saliva to wet his cock.

He sighs deeply before sitting back and releasing my head. I make myself more comfortable knowing I am to complete the task at hand. My hand move to his cock and I grip it tightly. I stroke it gently at first, letting my saliva coat my fingers. As things become slick and wet, I work my oral skills faster. My lips move far down his shaft. lead by my hand. The same hand follows my lips back up and my tongue swirls his cock’s head. My lips leave his cock briefly as my hand closes on the head before opening and stroking downward again, followed by my mouth. Over and over I pump his cock and stroke him hungrily.

I hear Sir’s breathing increase and he moans his approval. I moan in response, vibrating his cock. He begins verbally expressing his pleasure. “Yes, that’s it girl. You know how to suck cock.” I hungrily suck his cock, wanting so badly to make him cum. His breathing becomes more rapid as he pushes his breath through gritted teeth. I can feel his muscles harden.

His body erupts in quick movement as he stands, pushing me back and away from him. I lean back, my hands supporting me and open my mouth. He strokes his cock once, twice, three times and he groans loudly as I watch the first twitch of his cock. A stream of white cum shoots out and lands on my face and mouth. His hot seed continues to spurt and it lands on my breasts. Each pulse of semen lands in a different location on my body. I moan in arousal and my hips rock. I fucking love having cum all over my breasts.

“Clean me,” he orders through his panting.

I scramble to my knees and take his cock into my mouth. I suck and lick his member as I feel it slowly soften. Satisfied, he nudges me away with his knee and pulls his pants back up. After a few arrangements of his clothes, he walks over to Master, shakes his hand and thanks him for a very enjoyable time. “You have a most wonderful slut. She has served me well,” he smiles. “I would like to use her again sometime and use more of her.”

“I think that can be arranged,” Master smiles back.

I watch Sir leave the house, never once looking at me as the door closes behind him. I feel the cum on my breasts begin to dry and I can taste him in my mouth. I crawl over to Master and sit at his feet. His hand strokes my hair gently and he whispers, “You are a very good girl.”

Cum With Me

I’ve been thinking about you. Wondering about you really. You intrigue me, you arouse me, you make me wet knowing that you’re so close. Just a small distance away, only separated by this screen. It send shivers through to know you could be reading at the same time I am. That you could be masturbating with me as our eyes follow the words. That your hand is matching my rhythm as we touch ourselves.
Do you wonder about me? Do you feel the same way? It’s so vivid. I can imagine you there, your hand slowly stroking yourself, arousing yourself while your read. I do want to be there. I want to watch you… I want you to watch me. Voyeurs together. Would you want that? Do you want to see my fingers on my clit? My hand around my breast, pinching my nipple? Do you want to see the way my back arches? The look on my face when I cum? I want to look into your eyes to know you’re watching me. I want to watch your movements, your hand moving against yourself, the arching of your back, hear the small noises you make as you bring yourself closer.
Just thinking about this has me touching myself. I’ve slid my hand down into my panties letting my fingers drift over me softly. I’m already wet. You arouse me so very much. My fingers slide down my slit, god, spreading my wetness. I can’t believe how wet you have me, how aroused my body is. I’m sliding them back up, back and forth, rubbing my velvety lips with my fingertips. God, so wet. Pushing a finger slowly inside me… oh, god, I need this so much. Stroking myself with it, rubbing the way I like. I wish you could see me, hear me…

These jeans need to come off.

My panties are soaked. Should I take them off too? I think you’d rather like that. Maybe my shirt and bra as well….

I can see my reflection in the screen. It’s a sensual picture. I wish you could see me this way. I’ve put one foot up against the desk, spreading my thighs. I wish I could take a photo of myself like this for you, but I don’t want to stop. I need to keep touching myself. I want to cum for you… with you.
I’m pushing my fingers back down my slit, two fingers this time, sliding into me. My other fingers are on my nipple, pinching it hard, increasing my arousal. I can hear how wet I am… can you hear me? The sound of my fingers sliding in and out of my dripping wet cunt? god, I want that. I want you to be able to hear me. I want you to be able to hear everything, all of my sounds, my moans, my gasps. I’m stroking them faster, pushing against them, pausing to type this every now and then. I can feel my muscles tightening around them… so close…
Tell me, tell me you’re masturbating with me, tell me how good it feels, arouse me more, I need to hear you telling me that you’re close too, that you want to cum too. god, I need to touch my clit… I want to keep typing but I don’t know if I can. It’s too much, I want to cum for you. I want you to know how much I need that… god, so fucking close now, my breath is ragged… I need my vibe. I’m taking it out of the drawer, letting it rub against my wetness, coating it with my juices. Up and down, rubbing it against me. god, pushing it inside me… pushing you inside me… so thick and full, filling me. That’s what I needed, so close now. Pushing it deep inside me, thrusting into my cunt, fucking myself with it. My thumb on my clit, rubbing it hard, yes, circling it around and around… fuck, yes… thrusting it harder, faster, god, I need to cum. Tell me you want me to cum… please I need to hear it from you, to hear your voice telling me to cum for you…
Oh, god, that’s it, the heat’s moving through me, I can feel it between my thighs. A radiating heat growing in me, building, pulsing… I can feel it flushing up my neck, up to my face. Rubbing faster, that’s it, there, god, now, I’m going to cum now, cum with me, please, I want you to cum with me, oh god…

I love my little sister…and so will you!

My little sister and I are more than friendly.  We are both bi sexual and just love to play with each other and get each other off.  We love to tease men when we go out.  We start off by talking to them and telling them how we are sisters… we make sure every penis in the place knows we are sisters… then as the night flows and the drinks go down…we slowly start to play with each other.  We start to play with each other’s hair and kiss soft sexual kisses that make those penis’s give a little attention.  We continue to do this until pretty much not one man isn’t eyeballing us to death.  You can see that the women in there are very upset because they are not getting the attention they want….because its all on us!  We start to fondle each other under the tight lil mini skirts we wear with no panties.  The men are going nuts waiting to see if one of us will pull the others skirt up just enough for a little peak.  We kiss one more time and continue to drink and talk to men.  One of us goes into the rest room while the other one works on more drinks.  The drunker you get us the nastier we become.  How do you want this to end?  Are you buying us more drinks and then having me lead you back to the ladies room with me?  You know you want to see what I am about to do to her… you know you want to join!  Call me now! I can even do a three way call with Brittany if you want! It’s simple. Just place a two girl call and we both can get you off! 

I Wonder

I wonder….

 I wonder about your kiss. Will that first kiss be hesitant and soft, or will all this pent up longing turn it into a fervent against the wall kind of crush? Will you taste like coffee, or mint, or lust? Will your hands be clutching my hips and pulling me tighter into you? Or twisted up in my hair keeping my face to yours longer?

I wonder if you’ll be able to read the thoughts in my eyes. To know in that brief instant when our eyes lock that I am telling you that I want you. That I need you inside of me. Now. Will you touch me where only your words have before? Will you keep those windows to the soul open as your cockhead parts the lips of my pussy for the very first time?

 I wonder what you’ll smell like when I finally have you as mine. Like man I am sure. Woodsy, clean. Like leather. Or earth. Solid. Will you get goosebumps as I work my way down your body, sniffing your skin and tasting your flesh? A lick of your nipple, a nibble of your lip, a bite of your inner thigh. Good enough to eat I imagine.

 I wonder what it will feel like being with you. What the stubble on your chin will feel like against my tender little places. If it will feel safe being in your hands. Comfortable being in your arms. How it will feel when we can finally have what we want. What will I feel with that first thrust of your hard cock? Will we feel like crying or laughing?

 I wonder about how it will be, us together. Skin to skin, bone to bone, sex against sex. Will it be nasty? Urgent and hard? Fucking. Will you be forceful and demanding, obliging me when I growl for harder and deeper? Grinding and groaning, getting off on the finally of it all. Or will it be breakably gentle, painstakingly tender? Making love. Each movement slow and deliberate, thoughtful. Sweet release with the finally of it all. 

I wonder if you know how badly I’d love the answers.

 

Did you have something sweet today?

Well, I had a really hot weekend between the hot waiter I picked up Friday night and the different guys I had dates with this weekend. I tell you, I am wore out. I have so many hot stories to tell you about this week. Let me give you a short run down.

  Friday night I was on a date and we went out to dinner and a movie. I have to tell you, I wish the food was as good as our service and our hot Waiter. His name was Caleb and he was flirting with me the whole time! I figured my date would get mad especially when he gave me his phone number written on the guest check. I was very blown away when my date suggested I call him. When I did he said he was getting off in 20 minutes. At this point we had 3 hrs before our movie and a hotel room there in the area. I told him the room number and location. 30 minutes later he showed up and it was on! Chris my date was AS EXCITED AS I was! It was a wild 2 hours. I cant wait to tell you all about the naughty threesome with a total stranger. And that was just the beginning of my naughty Valentine’s weekend!

 

I Want You!

I want you.

I want you in your best red dress on your worst behavior, my very own fucktoy. I want your cunt to be juicy and talking to me. I want it to quiver in anticipation of my solid cock slipping in and out…in and out…in…and…out. I want your eyes to sink up into your head when my mouth begins to hum on your dripping-honey pussy. I want you to say to me very quietly “Please pull my hair…please slap my tits…please take me where you want to go”. I want my voice to make every word you hear shake you to your intimate core.

And…

I want you to be proud to be seen with me. I want you to know that I am one to have your back. I want you to enjoy whatever and whomever you please…and I want you to come back to me when it’s done. I want you to tell your friends about this amazing man who allows you the freedom to be what YOU want to be…and still offers enough to draw you back to his side when he asks you to be there.

I want you…  No matter where I am… NO matter who I’m with… My mind does wander off to you and and it is you i want. And every year, where do you fnd me?? In that big office chair in your study baby. Waiting on just you.

Happy Valentine’s Baby