My name is Eden I’m a single gal and I work in the city but I don’t live in the city. I live in the suburbs. I do this to be closer to my favorite kind of men; married ones. My girlfriends at work complain about all the single men they date and how these guys really never satisfy them; ha ha all they want to do is get their nut off. I just listen and smile, because I don’t have that problem. I’ve got plenty of horny married guys not getting pussy from their bitchy wives living all around me. Take for instance my new neighbors. They are a middle aged couple whose brats are grown and in college. The wife is always involved with her new church, going to lunch with her lady friends, or out spending his money shopping. I just felt so bad for her sexy husband. So I decided to invite him over for lunch today! I put on a white crop top, my tightest pair of daisy dukes shorts and 6 inch platform heels. I could tell he loved what he saw when he opened the door. My nipples hardened as I smiled sweetly and invited him over to my place. Sitting him down at the kitchen table so he could watch me I prepared to serve him. Bending over to get the lasagna out of the oven I knew he could see my shorts ride up into my pussy and ass. When I brought him his plate he could hardly mumble thank you. I put my hand on his shoulder and asked what was the matter. He was embarrassed but looked down at his crotch and mumbled ” your just so beautiful.” Looking down I could see what his problem was and it made me smile. I reached down and unzipped his pants and told him I would be taking care of his cock from now on.
Tag: Domination phone sex
God you’re pathetic
Oh it’s you again, you with the tiny pathetic dick? OH that’s right… that’s all of you tiny-cock motherfuckers! Ha, you’re all the same…calling me with you clit in your hand trying to rub one out on that itty bitty thing while I humiliate your deserving ass. Do you realize your ‘cock’ is smaller than my actual clit? It’s bigger than that thing hard! You’re despicable. Do you really think you could please anyone with that thing? Certainly not me! Haha… fucking look at me I am a goddess. I am a sexy and beautiful woman and you’re some measly excuse for a fucking man just begging to cum for me. You could never fucking please me with that thing, I wouldn’t even let you try. The only fucking thing you will ever get to do is look at me and you’re lucky for that. Wow it must really suck to be a man with a dick that small… I bet everyone makes fun of you and every woman you have ever been with fakes her orgasm for sure… and you just are looking for someone like myself to remind you how pathetic you really are and allow you to watch as I please my own fucking cunt. You go ahead and sit there and watch these giant horny tits as I fuck myself, you’re fucking lucky I don’t call in a real man to do the job. A man with a cock the size of your fucking arm, a cock that can’t even fully go into my fuck holes. Can you imagine that compared to yours? It would look like you are just a girl with a swollen cunt. The thought has me laughing, laughing as you as my hand pleases me better than you ever could.
My sissy BB
So I have this one sissy. He’s such a cute little fag. He loves making appointments his “Doctor Clarissa” and I’m more than willing to humor this tiny cocked homo. He really is pathetic and enjoys as I laugh at him as he shows me pictures of him getting fucked up the ass by huge black cocks. He also shares with me what he’s been wearing cause he loves women’s undies cause he’s such a huge flaming fag.
It’s no wonder he’s had to turn gay with the tiny cock he’s got. But what really makes him so gay, is his love of cock. He needs them more than air, needing them shoved far up his ass and in his mouth. He just adores watching me get fucked and then licking the cum out of me.
So just look at this little faggot and laugh. Doctor Clarissa will take care of the rest.
Playing with frat boys.
So I found myself with an invite to a Frat party as a form of entertainment. This silly little boys might have been thinking they were just going to get some slut in leather, but they were so very wrong.
I showed up at the pig pen at the appointed time, my long coat wrapped tightly around me and my black suitcase. It was clear these young lads had no clue to how stupid and pathetic they really were. Each one was seeming to show off just how manly he was. Moving into the living room, I set my suitcase on the coffee table and removed my coat. I frowned deeply at the cat calls and whistles as I revealed that I was wearing a full black leather bodysuit with a red corset.
I was reaching into my suitcase when I felt a hand on my backside. Reacting, I stood up and slapped the hand away with my riding crop. Looking to the young man, I glared. “No one may touch the Mistress without permission.” I told him, but he just gave a laugh and reached out to touch me again. I whipped his hand hard, then his face. “What did I just say?!” I growled at him. The boy looked shocked that I had hurt him. “…the fuck? We paid you for you.” he tried to whine.. I hate whiners. This one needed a lesson in manners. Getting back into my things, I pulled out a set of leather cuffs and with a little work, I had them hanging from the wood beam over the living room. I had the rude boy come to me and I locked him tightly into the cuffs.
“Now the real fun comes in, my dear one.” I purred. His Frat brothers were gathered around, on chair and couches. I cut his shirt free, giving a nod of approval at his chest but then I pulled his pants and boxers down. He had tried complaining about this, but I did so without him. His naughty little secret was out there now. He really did want me to be there.. just got him.
This big tough talking man had on a pink lacy thong and clearly a teeny tiny dick. I couldn’t help but start laughing. “Oh my little prize!” I said as I reached out, touching it for all the other boys to see. It was clear he was getting hard, though he didn’t really grow in size. “Oh don’t worry my lovely..” I cooed, “You’re going to love this my little tinky winky.” Getting into my goodies, I pulled out a huge black dildo and after applying some lube, I shoved it up his cute little ass.
He came on the spot but that didn’t stop me as I thrust it in and out of him. “Tell all your brothers here what you really love!” I yelled at him and as he shuddered, he cried out, “Big black cocks!!”
Grinning, I knew my work with this one had only just started.
My Wicked Indulgence
Two beautiful victims, Cassandra and Fiona. Both needing and wanting his brutal attention. Both begging for the ultimate abuse, degradation and pain. They both live to bleed for him, would gladly die for him and love to be used by him. When he is aggravated or stressed he can take it out on either one of them. Both of their pussies throb and flow hot and wet for his brutality. The savage beast in him is soothed as he beats them before fucking their bleeding and broken bodies until he is satiated. He loves both of them in his own sick and twisted way and they love him. He fears that one day he will beat them to death and have to fuck their corpse and then try to find a way to dispose of it. And he admits that his biggest fear is also the ultimate fantasy. That he often masturbates to the fantasy after he has brutally assaulted them and they are laying beaten, broken and bloody on the floor next to his bed.
He brought them to me for a session. Why he cares how they really feel deep inside is beyond him. But after several sessions with me he is beginning to dig deeper.
They are both just as beautiful as he said. Both adamant about needing the abuse like the air that they breath. In our session together I gave them the abuse they crave just like he does. I have to admit that I derived a great deal of sexual satisfaction and felt empowered as the abuser. It was much like the power I feel when humiliating my husband during cuckold sex.
I look forward to many sessions with the three of them both watching the girls be abused and abusing them myself. I must confess that I have no intention of trying to help any of them now that I have tasted the thrill of abuse.
Using them will be my wicked indulgence.