I want to serve your Superior cock!

Dressed super sexy at all times to please my Master.  I believe that pleasing my Master means making him happy in every way.  Smelling good for him, tasting good for him, looking good for him.  The entire package, ready to please him in every way.

His superior cock does deserve the very best at all times.  There is no telling what it is that he will crave or need from me.  I have to be ready to serve at any given moment.  That is what a true submissive should be ready to do, right?

I know that being a good submissive is a learning process.  Sometimes I try to exert my own will and need to be put in my place.  Sometimes I subconsciously do it on purpose just so I can be put in my own place.  *grins*

I just bought some new nipple clamps and am anxious for just the right Master who can guide me to pleasing him by torturing my poor little nipples.  I am ready to serve your Superior cock, call me please!

I LUV PEDO DADDYS!

I FUCKIN LUV PEDO DADDYS!  Yes I said it, and meant it.  There is nothing more delicious than a nice hard cock that is attached to a perverted pedo daddy that loves to fuckin molest innocent little girlies.

There is nothing romantic or sensual about it.  It is just good nasty fuckin pedo fetish play.  I like it violent and nasty.  The nastier the better.  You like them young?  My little voice will make you think you are robbing the cradle, literally.

My tight little cunnie and little girlie voice will have you addicted and craving even more daddy!

Leather/Latex Goddess

Like fetish? What about latex and leather and high-high cum-fuck-me heels? Nylons with the seam up the back, attached to a lacy garter belt? Squishy foot jobs, and sliding your hard cock between my sweaty skin and that damp latex?

I’m not interested in being your girlfriend, or the one you take to dinner and dancing. I’m the one you take to that kinky club, the one where they all wear leather and chains, the one who makes the other men all turn and stare and wish they were you. They call me Fetishista Frankie for a reason!

History papers and foot fetishes!

I was cleaning out my desk of all my old papers when I stumbled across a paper I had written for my high school history class.  Now, normally I wouldn’t have given this a second thought, but the subject of this particular paper was of interest to me. The class was actually pretty good, it was not just memorizing dates and times, but about why history happened and what it meant for us today.

The title of the paper was “Footbinding: a Contemporary View on a Traditional Practice.”  Now the entire class had been forced to write a paper taking a historical (although sometimes still current) practice or ritual and write about it by applying today’s standards/beliefs/morals on it.  We had done a chapter on China that had mentioned footbinding, and since even at 16 I was the same dirty lil girl I am now (totally into foot and body worship), I choose that to write about.

In Freud’s opinion, footbinding was one of the first forms of foot fetish.  They’d take women’s feet and shape them from childhood to be small and delicate.  The transformed feet were extremely tender and it was erotic for both the woman and her partner when they were touched.  (Yes of course there were other reasons for the binding, but that part just wasn’t as interesting to me!) This sexual act is perhaps part of what lead to modern day foot and leg worship.

Well I might not want to have my feet bound or anything, but I sure do understand the erotic part!  As I read over my paper I started imagining myself dressed in a beautiful robe with an adoring man worshipping my feet.  He would rub the soles with his fingertips as his thumbs caressed my instep.  He takes my toes up into his mouth and runs those amazing fingers along the tops on my foot and my shin.  Oh god how hot that makes me to feel his hands, mouth, and eventually even cock along my feet.  Toe sucking, foot fucking, and the possibilities of where it will all lead is endless.  It may lead to worshipping other parts of my beautiful body and a lovely, horny, mind blowing, fuck session. I think I will call up a friend of mine tonight and put up some nice high heels and stockings for him- mhmmmm!

pretty feet

So I have to say… thank you to all those historical people that helped create one of the really fun kinks of modern day!

Let’s Do It Again

I woke up and undressed down to my small pink boxers and mid-drift shirt. Eric was already awake, looking at his computer intently. I went to him, kissed his neck. I whispered in his ear, “Come with me”. He turned his head to get a look at me. It was cold, and my nipples protruded through my shirt. Apparently this and the soft light did me justice, by the way he jumped up. He had a big smile, and scooped me up. I kissed him and he walked to my bed. He put me on my bed and took off his shirt. He bent down to my face and kissed me hard. His fingers felt down my neck, chest, and waist and stopped at the rim of my boxers. He slipped them off of me and climbed on top of my body. He kissed my neck repeatedly, playfully. I giggled because of his silliness. He felt under my shirt, reached my breasts and squeezed them. He lifted my shirt over my head and looked at my nearly naked body. I rolled us over so I was on top of him. I sat up and grabbed his belt. He put his hands behind his head while I unzipped his jeans and pulled down what I could. He closed his eyes mostly, playfully pretending to peek at my body. His grin was a dead giveaway. He moved his arms down to help with his pants. I got off of him and let him get up off the bed to finish what I had started. When I was sure he was up and looking at me, I crawled over to the middle of the bed and lifted the covers. I slid under and covered myself up to my eyes. Eric crawled under, in only his underwear. He scooted over to me and put his hand on my stomach. He held himself up with his right elbow. He moved his hand down toward my teal panties and I grabbed his neck and pulled him down to kiss me.He placed his hand under my panties and massaged me. I pulled the covers over our heads and reached down to his underwear. I pushed them down so I could feel his penis. I stroked and caressed it, moved my fingers on his scrotum. He kissed me hard and moved his hand lower. I laid down, barely reaching his penis. He scrolled my panties down over my feet and slipped them off. He ran his finger up my leg up to my vagina. He fingered around and teased me. I massaged the head of his dick and felt the juice slowly roll down my fingers. He inserted his fingers inside me, and used his thumb to stimulate my clitoris. I moved my hand up and down his shaft, a bit faster and squeezed harder. He started to come on my hand and moved his hand faster in me. I moved to my knees and he leaned back. I put my mouth on his penis and sucked hard. He placed his hand on the back of my head and held me closer as he ejaculated into my mouth. I kept sucking and he moved my head slowly to be sure I sucked all of it up.

I sat up and he spread his legs. I straddled him and he licked his fingers and touched me again. I moved to his pelvis and he pulled me closer to him by my lower back. He slid into me and I moved back and forth. He held me close and closed his eyes. I kept moving, started to breathe harder. I came and my body trembled slightly. The blanket lifted up, ushering in the cold air. Our nipples hardened, and we stopped to find the weak spot in the blanket. I got off of Eric and grabbed the lifted piece. I crawled to it on my knees and Eric moved out of the way. Taking the opportunity, Eric grabbed my hips and pulled himself to me. I moved my legs farther apart and looked behind me. He plunged in again, pushed down my upper back, and moved his hand to my breast. I gripped the end of the blanket, held it down to the sheet and tilted my head back. He moved his dick inside of me and thrust harder and harder. I rotated my hips to match his movements. He slid out and placed his penis onto my clit and moved faster. I held him there, and came again.

 

Mature and ready to serve

I’m not one of those immature little teenyboppers you’re used to seeing here. I’m 100% real woman, nothing artificial added. Everything you see is me, and nothing but me. I’m all woman, I stay in shape with swimming and riding a bike, and I’m proud of the way men look at my body when I go by, how they watch my ass as I walk away.

I love wearing hose, pretty bras and panties, love it when you’re undressing me and you find that under that conservative suit there’s a slutty little outfit just waiting for you. A real woman knows when to be a lady and when to be a slut, and I am a REAL woman.

I love sex and I know what I want and what I like. I love sucking your cock, on my knees in front of you, looking up at you. I love you down between my legs, my thighs wrapped around your head, your tongue sending me off on wave after wave of pleasure. I love it when you pull me on top of you to watch me fuck you, watch me cum and cum and cum.

So, if you’re looking for a real woman to talk to, one who is old enough to know what she wants and young enough to enjoy it, a woman who’s not afraid to talk about anything you want to talk about, who loves phone fucking as much as she loves in-person fucking, someone who will whisper dirty words in your ear or scream out loud when she cums, then give me a call. You won’t be sorry.

Some sisterly love!

Hey guys! Did you know my little teen sis is on the site? http://theklassykat.com/brittany/ You can see we have exellent jeans. We are totally head turners and we love full on attention. We love being nasty sluts and we’re proud to be so good at it too. We love fucking each other! That’s why we love doing 2 girl calls. You guys get to hear 2 sisters going at it. I am the older sis and I’m suppose to be the responsible one but sorry that’s not the case. I’m out of control these days and will do anything to get myself off! Incest fucking rocks and if you don’t believe me then you should call us and we’ll make you think differently.

 

Are you worth my time…. hmmm.. maybe?

The sun finally came out here and I’ve been spending summer exactly as it is meant to be spent. There’s absolutely nothing like waking up on a beautiful, sunny day, wandering down to the bakery for breakfast, then down to the beach for some sun… lunch with girlfriends and some shopping downtown before a night out with a handsome and ahem, wealthy man. A lot of my days have been going just like this lately and I feel like the princess in a fairy tale. Of course the reason that I can afford my life of leisure and luxury is because of my guys that treat me so nice!

One of my suitors took me out around the harbor in his sail boat last week and another gave me a credit card for a little shopping spree! Sometimes I’m a tease, sometimes I come through, but either way, I deserve every dollar spent trying to attract–and hold–my attention.

It’s not easy. It’s not cheap. But believe me, it’s worth it.

Of course, the amount, and type of attention a guy receives correlates not only to the amount of money he spends but also, the kind of man he is. Instead of talking about “everyman,” though, let’s talk about you for a minute. Yeah, cherish this minute, because I won’t dwell on you for long. Unless you are that guy, that strong, handsome, successful, and confident guy… that guy who doesn’t need my attention, and doesn’t need to ask for it… but gets it anyway. That’s the kind of man that can drive me wild. Most guys are not that guy and you probably are not either. You are probably a spineless weak little idiot that will be grateful for ever second of my attention even if you are paying out the ass for it. Even if it is just to be humiliated, used for your cash, then and ignored while I talk to friends on-line, telling them about how I fucked you over big time. Drinks are on Me tonight! Haha, loser.

BIG plans for the 4th!

I’m totally ready for this weekend! I love the 4th of July because of the awesome parties and I love watching the fireworks. Too bad I don’t have someone special to snuggle up to on a blanket and watch them this year but that’s okay. I was invited to a boat party. We will be crusing up and down the coast of FL. This should be so much fun. I was told to wear barely anything and to bring one of my favorite sex toys. When I heard that I know this is going to be one kinky boat party and I can’t wait to be jump on board.

I hope you guys have an awesome weekend and think about me. I can’t wait to tell you all the details of this party. I’m sure I will have many stories to share with you. Talk to you soon!

 

The postman

I awoke around 8.15 a.m. Jumped out of bed, threw back the curtains. The sky was bright blue and the sun was already quite warm. Today is my 50Thbirthday and it marks the beginning of the rest of my life after finally receiving my divorce papers in the post yesterday. I never really wanted much out of life except a loving husband, a couple of kids….. I got both but then the husband decided to spread his love around and the kids spoiled things by growing up, leaving home and having kids of their own. So that left me all alone in my lovely house…a lovely house…but all alone! I spent the last six months doing some serious dieting and heavy workouts in order to achieve, at the risk of sounding boastful, a pretty good looking, and it seems, desirable body. I knew it was going to be a glorious day…….. I jumped in the shower and turned it to cold, I just love the way the cold water makes your body tingle and come alive. I slipped into a pair of white panties, put on my over-sized white shirt grabbed my hawaiian sun tan oil and headed for the garden.

I couldn’t wait to feel the sun’s golden rays on my already tanned body. The garden has a six foot fence around so I can usually laze all day and not be bothered by anyone. I took off my shirt and felt the sun hit my medium, but firm 36 B’s, that always makes me feel good. I took my sun lotion and began to rub it into my long legs, starting at my foot and working my way slowly up to my panty line. I had just started to rub the oil into my breasts when I suddenly got to feeling quite horny. It was about then that I also had another feeling, the feeling that I was being watched, I took a quick look around the garden but there was no-one there, when I was sure I carried on but this feeling of being watched, surprisingly, made me feel hornier than ever and I found my hand sliding down into my panties and this ‘not knowing’ seemed to heighten the sensation. I even let out a slight moan as my fingers ran over my clit, they were still covered in oil and this also added to the pleasure I was feeling. By this point I was quite wet between my legs. I lay back closed my eyes and slowly slide my fingers back and forth into my pussy gliding over my clitand now my whole body was tingling with pure delight I began moving my fingers faster and deeper , I was moaning and groaning out loud.

I heard the noise again and it seemed to be coming from the gate so I eased myself up onto my side, my fingers still penetrating my pussy, through the small gap in the gate I could just see the postman. He is a real cutie, 25ish,dark brown hair and with eyes to match.

It was obvious he worked outside by the fantastic rich golden tan that covered his muscular body. Although I have never spoken to him I have pleasured myself many times whilst thinking of him. It was all too much I suddenly exploded between my legs and my juices just ran down my inner thighs. When I re-opened my eyes I noticed him still there he had his hand down the front of his shorts, this was too good a chance to miss I put my wet fingers to my mouth, sucking the warm ,juices as I stood up and walked over to the gate, still covered in oil and wearing only my panties which were soaked by now, I opened the gate and there he stood hand in his shorts quite startled and sporting a kind of embarrassed grin on his face. I immediately took his hand and pulled him through the gate and into the garden, neither of us said a word as I closed the gate behind him. I couldn’t help noticing the shape of his bulging cock through the thin material of his dark blue shorts , now my body really was on fire. I knelt down in front of him and whilst looking into his deep dark eyes I began to slowly peel his shorts down, he never once offered up any resistance nor said a word, until finally, there it stood, the thing I had been fantasizing about for so long, 7 inches of rock hard proud beautiful young cock.

It took my breathaway and I let out a small gasp, I knew I just had to have it in my mouth I slowly leaned my head forward and kissed it, a little bit of warm precum clung to my lips. I started to run my tongue up and down this fine cock he moaned and shuddered as I gently nibbled at his balls I ran my tongue the full lengthof his cock and as it reached the tip I enclosed it in my mouth, now he let out such a gasp, I thought he was going to come there and then. I began to suck, slow and gently at first just on the end then gradually taking more and more deeper into my throat till I reached his balls, then I began to suck faster and harder to and his body responded in such a way that was now fucking my mouth. I slowed right down and went back to working on the tip running my tongue really slow round his bell and then right down his shaft to his balls again by now we were bothon fire , withhis cock still in my mouthI slipped my hand back into my panties hand and mouthworking in perfect harmony when all of a sudden I could feel his warm cum filling up my mouth and dribbling down my chin, it was a beautiful explosion which caused me to explode simultaneously.

I looked up and saw his smiling face as I pulled his shorts up, he spoke…..” I have a package for you,” he managed with a real tremor in his voice.

“Oh good,” I said “It will be my new vibrator.”

He handed me the package, smiled and went without another word I took my parcel inside went and had another cold shower, opened my package, and went back outside into the glorious sunshine to relive my morning with my new toy in hand.