I met Howard at the club last night, and Howard is impressive. Howard is tall dark chiseled and oh so handsome. I found out that Howard was super stressed at home with his annoying, stuffy wife. The handsome man said that he had to just get away and he wanted someone to dance for him you see Howard, says he’s not going to cheat. Well, I guess I’ve got the challenge set. I offered Howard a free private dance because he was so fuckable. My pussy got wet before we got to the VIP room, I was so horny for this man, I mean I had not had a man like him in a very long time. I kept thinking in my head how will I get to see what’s going on in his pants. I started to dance on Howard moving my perfect little tight ass on his cock. I felt his cock rising, and it was girthy. I could tell there was something substantial going on with Howard down there and it turned me on like nothing else. My nipples got hard I started to think to myself I’m going to turn around and give him a head dance. I told him I didn’t want to make him cheat I just wanted to dance for him I said, Howard, I wish to do a special head dance for you. It took some convincing before Howard would let me take his big fat cock out of his zipper, but it was worth it, it was huge and as thick as I imagined. Straight away I filled my mouth up Howard was saying something about stopping this is cheating. I kept sucking viciously passionately taking as much of his delicious cock in as I could. All of a sudden Howard grabbed the back of my head and started to push his cock as far into my mouth as he could. It started there I bet you want to know where it ended.
Category: Best phone sex
Queen of my Sex Slave
If you want to lap up my sweet pussy juices with your tongue you better treat me like I am a queen. Adriano my hunky mob boss calls me his majesty, and I quite like that nickname. His men are like my servants, and if they don’t do exactly as I say they have to answer to Adriano. It is like I really am a queen, I always have at least two men that follow me every where like guards. I have a Stouffer that takes me everywhere I want to go, and I pick any kind of vehicle I wish to be driven in. Of course Adriano always greets me with a bow and a small kiss on the hand. I am his queen, and he will do whatever I tell him to. If he is a good servant I reward him with blow jobs, but if he is a bad boy I force him to lick my pussy until his tongue cramps. He would do anything for his queen. It is so hard not to giggle when his men call him boss because to me he is just a little bitch. He is a toy that will do what I tell it to do. My mob “boss” is only allowed to cum when he buys me something nice and expensive. If he wants to cum, but hasn’t bought me anything, I make him dress up as a little girl and talk in his best girly voice. I make him stay and beg this way for hours. He is my property, my sex slave, and I am his majesty. I am the queen of his world, and if his men don’t do exactly what I say, I have no doubt that he will have them wacked. I love punishing and rewarding my sex slave.
I’m not Bossy I am the Boss
Ever hear people say to little girls if he is mean to you it means he likes you? Well that is exactly how I am. My version of flirting is teasing you, and I could cum just listening to you beg me to let you cum. I love making men cry and beg for mercy, and I need to have complete and total control. I need control of every aspect of his life not just in the bedroom. Sometimes I don’t let my true colors show right away. Like with my current boy toy, Adriano. Adriano is a mob boss, and I like any guy that has the title boss because it is even sweeter to take all control from them. Adriano has been a tough cookie, and has held onto control so far. But I also haven’t teased him into submission, yet. The other day Adriano brought me with him to a meeting, and made the mistake of sitting me next to him. I made sure to keep exposing my cleavage as much as possible, without dumping out my tits entirely, and I reached down and made sure he was getting hard for me. About half way through the meeting I announced that me and him were leaving, but he insisted he had to stay. I decided that was fine but he would me punished for not listening to me. So, when he got home, I chained him to the wall, keeping his hands far away from his cock. Then, I brought in the 2 random girls I found, and I made him watch as me and the girls touched each other. He begged and begged for me to at least let him touch himself. I couldn’t allow that he had to be taught that what I say goes. So, he watched as me and the girls played with each other for hours. His cock was so purple and swollen, but he would never get the privilege of touching it. Hopefully he learned who is boss.
All I need
All I need is a sissy boy to eat my sweet nectar from my tight pussy and to hand over all his money to me his princess. I need my pussy taking care of several times a day. I will start and end the day with your tongue and mouth deep in between my pussy lips. We will take daily shopping trips and you will take care of me making me squirt in the dressing room as I try on a skimpy little black dress. I will drag you into the woman’s bathroom and you will show all the women that walk in and out what an amazing pussy eater you are. They will stop just to watch you do your magic for your princess. Stopping for a bite to eat you will be under the table giving me exactly what I crave and need.
Phone Sex Therapist and Size Queen
I love being a phone sex therapist. I get to talk to all kinds of men and hear about their fetishes and issues. Cuckolds are my favorite. I was married to two cuckolds and I have counseled countless others. Many, like my two ex-husbands, I turned into cuckolds. Some turn easily, some don’t turn without a fight. Those are my favorite. Bill is my latest cuckold conquest. He is a fellow teacher, married, but has been trying to fuck me for a year now. I don’t do married men. Now, it is not because I am high and mighty. It is that I like to be the center of a man’s world and when you are the other woman, that is not possible. Now for Bill, my guess was he had a small cock too. When you are a sexy babe and a cock size queen, you get good at separating the boys from the men. You are probably self aware about your tiny dick or you wouldn’t be reading my blog. Most men, however, delude themselves into thinking size doesn’t matter until they meet me, and I set them straight. I was right about Bill. He had a four-inch hard cock, which would do nothing but fall out of me. Of course, he was like “let’s try.” My alternative approach was for him to watch my grad assistant bang me. My college stud has about a 9-inch cock. He is thick too. Bill thought I was joking until he was restrained to my chair with a pair of my pantyhose watching a boy half his age with a cock twice his size pound me on my office desk. Like many men, seeing is believing. Bill needed to see how much pleasure another man gave me; how much bigger another man’s cock was to accept the fact that I am out of his league. Turned out he enjoyed small dick humiliation. Maybe you will too.




















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