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Little Devil!

So handsome, tell me…

 What are you going to say to your friends when they find one of my long blond hairs on your shirt? Or when they ask why your fingers smell like pussy.

 What are you going to tell your wife when she asks what those scratches are on your back? How are you going to explain to your girlfriend what my lipstick is doing on your cock?

 What is your excuse for being late to work? Or why you are home so late? When the boss asks who you are talking to what will you say? Why is your shirt misbuttoned and your hair messed up?

 How are you going to explain the trashy lingerie purchase or the sleazy motel receipt? What do you say when you are at dinner and you find my panties in your pocket?

 What are you going to do when I show up with no panties, a smile, and come fuck me pumps and you’re expected to be somewhere else?

 How are you going to explain away calling out my name when you cum with her?

How are going to explain being late on Halloween when you find me in your office at five o’clock wearing nothing but a red boa, red devil horns and red fuck-me shoes? I am going to fuck you on every surface of that office. YOU are my Halloween treat!

 If I were you I’d start thinking about your excuses now.

You’re going to need them.

NEED

I need to be fucked.

I don’t just mean the old in-out routine. I don’t mean kissing and foreplay and hugging and snuggling. I just need a good fucking.

The kind where he’s behind me, pulling my hair, slapping my ass, fucking my wet, little cunt harder and harder until my screams are slicing through the hot night air, waking the neighbors and making them jealous.

I really love to be submissive sometimes. Sometimes part of submission is knowing that you don’t get fucked every night, that you’re serving your master, not yourself.  I NEED sex. It is such a turn on to know I need him, and he needs me…and I dont even know his name. 

And yet my pussy’s wet and waiting. I want him to grab my hips, pull me hard against him, slamming into me again and again. I want to be his fucking sex toy, my cunt for his pleasure, tightening around his thick cock with every thrust.

Hearing him breathing, grunting low, the smell of sex, of man and of me in the air. His fingers are entwined in my hair, wrapping the strands into his fist, pulling so hard the my neck aches, freshly displaying bite marks. He scratches his nails up and down my back, and spanks me…hard. harder. HARDER.

I’m moaning, I’m screaming, I’m wailing, Oh god can I please cum?

He spanks me again, fucking me faster, and I feel his legs tense, holding back. He grabs me, pulls me, swings me around and fucks my face. I’m gasping for air, choking, my mouth hungry, made for his cock. Fuck me faster. He pinches my nose and slaps me, fucking my slut face. My pussy aches.

 

Please can I cum? Please? Please? Please….fuuuuuuuck….

I NEED it sooo bad, but when you call me, please-please-let me cum. I Need it.

Fantasy and Reality

This is a fantasy. Even when your fingertips glide across my skin, we are not real. Your cock in my mouth is simply a dream come true. We live for this moment, this sensation, this encounter.

 Reality is your home, your wife, your kids, your job. I’m suspended from those ties. I am for you alone.It is still fantasy when you’re twisted up between my legs, with your hands in my hair, your tongue in my mouth and your dick in my cunt, I’m not your girl. I’m your lover. And being lovers is about fulfilling your deepest fantasy, answering the most urgent calls of your body. Doing all those things that haunt your dreams and send you to the bathroom alone again and again to spend your lust into nothing.

 

In our fantastic version of reality, you will say, “Mistress will you …” and I will say, “Yes.” You’ll leave imprints of yourself on my skin, but after you’re gone, they will fade. I’ll burn images onto your brain that you can’t share with anyone else but me, but after you leave me sore and exposed in bed, you might not experience them again for a long time.

Then our short reality will turn into simply fantasy again. You’ll imagine the next time we’re together. You’ll relive all the intimate moments we shared. You’ll dream about the taste of my skin, the smell of perfume in my hair. You’ll smile longingly at girls that resemble me. But you won’t have me to yourself — for yourself — for a while.

Until you call again, and we share our fantasies with each other again.

Tied Up Fantasy

   You walk in and drop your bag. You are wearing a shirt, jacket, tie and black pants…I walk up in a silky see-through top and panties. We kiss, and you back me into the wall, your tongue flows into my mouth as our bodies push together, You have one hand squeezing my ass as we merge a little.

    I can feel how hard you are as your mouth moves over my neck and shoulder and your fingers slide under me to feel my already wet panties. You pick me up and put me on the dining room table. You bend down, kiss my stomach and then slide my panties aside. As you taste how wet I am, I grab your head and push it into me so your tongue is buried deep inside me. My wetness allows you to slide a finger into my  ass.

    I whimper and breathe hard and as I get close you stop, stand up and take off your tie. You quickly cover my eyes with it and tie it tight. Taking my hand you lead me to the bed.

  You grab something nearby and secure my hands and find a way to fix them over my head as I lay on my back. Then silence. I wriggle not able to see or get free. Suddenly I feel a shock as you drip cold liquid on my stomach,  then warm liquid. You lick each drop taking turns with the different temperatures, moving down my body until I feel a warm drop hit my hot clit followed by a cold one.

    Your tongue is on me again. This time harder, more urgent. Then you lift my legs and in one move you bury your hard cock into me as you tell me  how much you have been dying to do this. You stick one finger in my mouth, so I have something to suck on as you pound our bodies together. This was not going to be a marathon session, you are driven by your desire and I sense that. 

   I arch my back to let you get deeper then slam my body to the bed involuntarily. You are prepared and move my legs over your shoulders so you can feel my orgasm. You watch your cock slide in and out of me glistening with my juices. You stiffen as you feel me pulse around you and you explode inside of me, driving us both deep into the mattress.

   You pull out and move up my body making a trail of our juices until you reach my lips and let me taste us together. You then slide next to me and remove the tie so we can look into each others eyes but you are not done. You leave me tied up, what I don’t know is, you brought some things to play with.

   Call me and we can explore options for the second part of this fantasy.

I Know What You Want

I know what you want. I know how much you want to hold me, take me in your arms knowing that it is just the start of the journey and the eventual destination is wet and wanton and wicked.

You want to feel me press my breasts into your chest, run my hands over your body, demonstrate my desire for you. My lips soft and warm against your face. My tongue wrapping around yours and burying itself deep inside your mouth. Hear my breathing quicken as your fingers find my nipples and squeeze. You want to rip my clothes off and have me return the favor. Feelmyr naked flesh against yours, my arms around your neck, hard nipples thrusting into your chest, thighs gripped around your waist, cunt opening for you, soft and slick against your belly. Wanting, lusting, begging for you.

You want to push me back onto the bed and look down atmer as I smile invitingly up at you. Watch the flush of excitement in my cheeks, my lips demanding ‘I want you. I want you to fuck my cunt right now’ and experience the warm, wetness against the tip of your cock as you penetrate me. The tight, lush moistness enveloping you as I open my pelvis wider so you can drive deeper. The muscles tightening around you as you plunge into me, plundering my silky depths and then withdraw, over and over again. Be aware of the blood pounding in your ears, your throat tightening around the shout of relief as you shoot inside me to the moans and squeals and giggles as I climaxe, our bodies taut with the tension of release and then relaxing back into a sweaty embrace.

Feel my breath in your ear as I whispers endearments and stroke your face, your shoulders, the small of your back, your butt as you drift into the sleep of satisfied fulfilment.

I know what you want.

Soft Kisses,

Toni

Pink Panties

When he called, I asked him what color panties he wanted me to wear.

He chose pink.

I got dolled up in my black teddy, sheer thigh hi stockings, and the panties, poured a drink, and called him back.

Whenever I hear his voice, he brings forth this wave of confidence, testosterone, and strong energy. I tingle whenever I hear him. He asked me to describe my panties – I opened my legs, then described the sexy pink panties with ties on both sides and I admired the view, as if my pussy was on stage. I ran my hands up and down my smooth stockings, as he told me to open my legs wider so he could dive in and start eating my pussy.

I lay back and let the waves of pleasure overtake me. He grunted and I gasped as he told me he was going to  stand up and yank down his pants and pushed his hard cock in my wet hole.

Bang, bang, bang went his belt buckle against the table’s edge, and at one thrust his jeans slipped down his thighs and I could hear all the coins in his pockets explode out onto his hard wood floor. They rolled and danced and scattered.

One hard thrust, and he was in me, my vibrator in hand, I stuffed it into my pussy and told him to fuck me, fuck me hard and fast. He stroked fast and furious as I massaged his cum filled balls, and he graciously left his load inside me. My vibrator had my clit going crazy, and I screamed out my orgasm as he was cumming.  He likes getting rid of his cum, and it’s fun deciding where it will go. This time inside of me, next time in my hot little mouth.

As always, I mailed him my Pink , Hot, Sticky Panties. MMMMM  He makes me so hott!

Wonder what color panties he will choose next time?

 

Flutter Fantasy

I stare at the door.

I think about turning about and running away.

I think about knocking and going in.

I feel my heart flutter and my breath catch in my chest.

I’ve never done anything like this before… never.

i shake my head a little at myself, laugh because i already know what i’m giong to do, raise my hand and knock.

you answer and you don’t immediately hug me or kiss me.  i relax a little and smile tentatively at you.  you smile back, not so tentatively. “drink?” you ask.

i nod, and nod again when you wave a bottle of irish whisky before pouring me a little shot.  i take ice today though i usually don’t.  the cool fire soothes my throat and my nerves as it settles in my stomach.

we chat a little and slowly you start touching me a little.  comfortable touches, not intimate yet but clearly headed in that direction.  we review the rules we had agreed upon online and i feel a shaft of pure fear/arousal run through me and settle in my belly and my pussy.

your touch grows more intimate a little at a time, slowly enough that i don’t feel unready.

you hand me a mask, i can see out but not well and this combined with the wig i am wearing allows me the anonymity i need to have the courage to do this.

the doorbell rings and i flinch but smile.  a pair of men stand there, smiling and checking me out in my skimpy little skirt and tank top.  i don’t even notice that i take a deep breath and raise my chest a little.

it continues to ring until there are some ten men in the room, all watching you touch me, all clearly eager for more.  you wave them in the direction of your small bar and they begin to make drinks and small talk.  i am relieved not to know any of them.

“shall we adjourn?” you ask me and i nod again.  i’ve hardly spoken since i arrive which is even more unlike me than what i am about to do.

I stand, tall and proud, chest lifted and bottom out just a bit.  my skirt hits me at mid-thigh and flirts with everyone even as i turn on my heel and follow you from the room.

the rest don’t follow yet, you and i need a moment to prepare.

as soon as we cross the threshold of the bedroom you push me against the wall, hard, and press your body into mine even as you invade me with your tongue.  i am eager and a gush of fluid soaks my inner thighs.

you hold me against you with a tight grip on my ass and i lean into you even more, a little mew of need escaping me.  you laugh and slide your fingers up the inside of my thigh.  you groan “good girl” into my ear even as your fingers slide straight into my already sopping hole.

guess you don’t like panties either.

you thrust one and then two and then three fingers deep into me even as your thumb presses into my clit.  i shudder and moan into your mouth and you fuck my mouth with your tongue as your hand drives me up and over the edge.

my legs quiver and my inner thighs are soaked with my arousal even as you lead me to the bed.  my clothing disappears and i lay there, legs apart and breath coming in gasps as you lead the other men into the room.  i whisper in your ear which one i want and he grins his delight even as he shucks his pants.

yours are gone already and you are kneeling between my legs with your rigid cock straining toward me.  i arch a little and mewl again.  you laugh and waggle a finger at me even as the other man kneels over my face.

his penis, thick and long, drops toward my mouth and i lick my lips even as his tip touches them.  i start to take him into my throat even as i feel your teeth on my nipples.

the other men groan at the sight and pants drop all around the room as they begin to stroke their hard cocks.  i feel myself gush a little as i hear the noises of men pleasuring themselves.  i groan deep in my throat and strive to fill myself with this gorgeous cock that is touching the base of my throat.

suddenly your teeth leave my nipples and i feel you again at my entrance.  one long thrust and i buck to meet you even as i continue to bathe the cock in my mouth with my lips and tongue.  i hum a little and my head and hips move in counterpoint as i thrill to the feeling of two large penises filling me.

I hear the men around me moving more frantically now and the first long spurt of semen lands on my stomach.  i am coming already, pulsating around your cock and soaking it with my juices even as i spiral ever higher.

the man in my throat groans as he feels another spurt of semen hit his back and my breasts and i feel him beginning to quiver in my throat.  i reach around and stroke his balls and am rewarded with long ropes of cum sliding down my throat and i swallow them convulsively.

this is too much for me and i buck and buck on the bed, ab muscles straining even as you hold my hips and enjoy the ride.  groans come from all around me now and you point out another beautiful specimen and gesture him to my eager mouth.

this one is wet already with precum and i work it as well as i can though i am lost in the sensations of men coming on my body even as you give a great shout and spurt into me again and again.

your pulsations drive me further and i am lost in a series of incredible orgasms even as the second man in my throat loses it and drains himself into my hungry mouth.

we all collapse in a pile of heaving and panting bodies even as the last man comes all over me.

i laugh, deep and happy in my throat and our eyes meet through the mask even as i say “next?”

God, I would love to act this fantasy out!

Valentine’s Day Vibrating Blow Jobs

Vibrators feel good. Any girl will tell you the same. The moment those vibrations touch the flesh of our pussies, it wakens the nerves somehow and everything is heightened. We get wetter, our clits get more sensitive, and we cum harder. Vibrating rings, buttplugs, dildos, tongue rings… anything with batteries is likely a good investment. For girls and boys. (Not many men can last long with a vibrating blow job!) That having been said, I had some alone time with one of my vibrators again today…

I always start by sliding it along my slit, hardly touching any skin, just enough to give me goosebumps. It always wakes everything up and makes me wet. My other hand is generally found squeezing my tits…. (Cause if I am playing with a toy, I’m either being watched,talking on the phone, or I’m totally alone. And we can’t neglect those boobies, now can we!) Then I would lower the head of that vibrating godsend just a bit, between the soft outer lips, sliding up and down the wet slit and circling around my horny little clit. When I would realize that I’m squirming and panting, I’d know that I’m ready. When I’d reach that point, anybody could walk in and fuck me. That’s when I would usually poke the head of the vibe into my pussy hole and glide the entire length in, holding my breath as the fucking toy would fill me up. The next scene of masturbation would depend entirely on my mood. Sometimes (if I have the toy with the base on the bottom of it) I would sit the toy on a chair or pillow and ride it. Sometimes I would lay on my back and pump it, slowly or fast, depending on if I’m feeling carnal or erotic. Sometimes I would be kinky and use two toys at a time (a girl has many hot spots and crevice, u know…), but sometimes only one. But regardless of how I fuck myself with my toys, those latex covered cocks always make me cum hard. Quivering, dripping wet, body trembling orgasms that make my pussy spasm for hours after the fact. Granted, most sexual partners have this same effect, toys are always there to please. No girl should ever go horny. Ever.

For that matter, neither should any guy. Have you ever had a vibrator rubbed up and down your cock while you are given a blowjob? OMG! That is one intense orgasm. I have never seen a guy cum more than i have when I have done that! You will love it, I promise, and if you mention this blog, I will give you 5 minutes free. So cum get your vibrating blow job today. Call me, I’m waiting to take care of you for Valentines Day.