What’s the matter?? You seem nervous…. You can’t handle this hot milf? You read my page and seen that I am into pretty much everything and anything. I have no fears! Let’s make it so you don’t either. I think you and I would have a great orgasm over the phone! I am very much into wearing lingerie around the house with heals. I sit at my computer and lay around in it. I even answered the door to the FED EX man with a slinky little number on. *to bad that I didn’t get HIS package!* I am one hot mom who will rock your world! I love to pleasure men and myself in any way shape or form! I am very much into porn, rape, gang bangs, group sex, k-9 fun, golden showers, and using my strap on. What are you into? Let’s cum together?!?!?
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I do love the holidays not because of the fun and merriment sure to abound, but because each year, I go home, and see my old friend. This is a very special friend, and when I am with him, we can’t seem to keep our clothes on, and our hands off each other! The other day I called him to let him know my arrival time, and he excitedly asked if we were planning a sequel to our session last year. Last year, he picked me up from the airport, and the minute we got in the car, he had me down and undressing me, mouth on my breasts, and hands rubbing my already wet pussy through my pants. We fucked right there in the passenger’s seat, and I KNOW for a fact we had a few audience members…which turned us both on even more! I told him we might even outdo ourselves this year….you see, I have a little surprise for him….before we land I will be sneaking off into the airplane bathroom to change into my trench coat, heels, and nothing else….and before we even make it out of the terminal, we will be in the bathroom, me bent over the sink, his cock buried balls deep in my pussy!
Happy Holidays, lover!!
Juicy Kisses,
Autumn
I love when my hot guy calls me from all over the world. He goes on business trips and calls me from his hotel room. I picture myself surprising him and knocking on his door. I would be wearing a long, black coat that ties in the front.
I walk into the room, untie my coat and and I would only be wearing black heels, black silky thigh highs, red g-string and red lace bra. I would push him on the bed and ravish his body. It’s our little secret affair that nobody knows about and we do things to each other bodies that is out of this world.
We have amazing phone fucks and I could only imagine what it’s like in person. I like the thought of being your secret girlfriend. I can’t wait till you call me again.
Your secret girlfriend,
Victoria
I love the textures of silks, satin lace and even leather. My soft skin longs for the caress of each, followed by the stroke of your hand, the warmth of your breath. My panties dampen at the thought of your arousal, as you gaze upon my luscious curves. I imagine myself parading in front of my window, wearing my favorite lingerie, my nipples hardening against the smooth fabrics. Each night I don a new outfit. I know you watch as I slip into each one, sliding my hands across my own body imagining they are your hands. your cock hard with desire as I slip out of each one, slowly seductively. Taunting you, daring you to do more than just watch. As my arousal builds I begin to wonder how long it will be till I hear your voice?
Ugh.
Well, the short answer is this: Because I choose to be.
If you want a more detailed explanation, here it is:
Relationships are a pain in the ass. Ask anyone who is in one or used to be. I’ve been in enough of them to know. I have dealt with liars, cheaters (on me and with me), drug abusers, misogynists, “friends with benefits”, you name it.
Part of my problem is that I hate labels. I hate the idea of being limited to categorizing someone as a boyfriend or “this guy I’m dating” and, other than husband or fiance, that’s about all there is. Well, there is also sugar daddy and significant other but a Sugar Daddy is a whole ‘nother category and ‘significant other’ is just another term for boyfriend.
I’ve tried to come up with new phrases to use for myself, like “options” or “boyfriend potential” but they never quite caught on. Whatever happened to words like suitor and courting?
I do have men in my life that I am in various stages of relationships with. There are men that I have just chatted online with, there are men that I have talked to on the phone, there are men that I have gone out with or hung out with a few times, and there are men with whom I have sex. (Gasp!)
The problem with admitting that there is more than one mine in my life is that, whenever a woman admits this, she is labeled a slut. (See also: double standards.) So am I a slut if I go three months without having sex? Am I a slut if I am seeing a few men but only having sex with one?
And why do I even ‘need’ a man? The question of “why are you single?” seems to imply that being (technically) single means I am somehow defective, like it is so difficult to believe that a woman with so many good qualities would be without a “significant other” unless there was something wrong with her.
Hey, I’m a great catch. There is no hidden flaw or irregularity that makes me certifiably un-date-able or un attachable. Contrary to popular opinion, a woman is not somehow incomplete without a man. In fact, I feel more whole without one because there is no one around to drain my energy, put a dent in my self-esteem, or take even the slightest piece of my heart from me. No one is taking anything away from me anymore.
If you wonder if I find this exciting too, then know this. My pleasure comes from knowing that you want me, to the point of you doing anything to get lost with me. I want my voice, my erotic dreams, to make you go wild with passion to the point you not only want to have release but you NEED to, with me, for me, to please me. Where I will hear just how wild with lust you are, your moans and begging let me know that you are dying to explode over the edge and need me to bring you there.
What you’re waiting for? I know you’re hard and throbbing from just spending a few moments reading a bit of what goes on inside this cute little head of mine. So call me, share all your secret desires with me……and I will bring you on a wild sensuous trip, the kind of journey you will never regret.
SLOPPY KISSES,
Victoria <3
My little Sissy Lisa wrote this for me, and I thought it was just too sweet not to share:
What it feels like? It is a long transition from being a man to becoming that girly princess that urges down deep inside. There are only a great few that have the ability to pull it out of you and make you the great potential that you are. When I first started it hurt then as time went on it got easier and more sensual. The feeling became deeper and sweeter. Mistress Raylin knows just how to make you become your true self. The feeling of getting dressed like a girl for the first time is so magical it is unbelievable. It makes you wonder how ever lived without it. Every piece of clothing you put on makes you feel so good. The silky clothing against your skin is amazing. When it comes to applying makeup you won’t get it first right off the bat but over time you become a pro at it. My Raylin has the best pointers to help out. She tells you what kind to apply for every occasion. Some people think being a sissy is about dressing –up, walking and talking like a girl. But in reality it is much more it is a way of life. Raylin opened my eyes to this. When she showed me how to get the men to notice me, it was just perfect. It is how you have confidence in yourself and how you can please them. I am sure she will punish me if I give those secrets away but once you become her princess slave and start making her money and waiting on her hand and foot it will be the best decision you could have ever made. Now I just can’t get enough of her. I love Raylin to pieces and would do anything for her.
What the new sex feels like for me? My nipples get hard and so sensitive. The kissing is so passionate. My ass feels like a whole new world. It is the best when someone that you care about is guiding you through for the first time. I also like being a woman better because my dick is too small to please any real woman.
Sissy Lisa, your upcoming princess
This pleased me greatly when she sent it to me. I hope you enjoyed reading it!