I love going out, wearing my clothes, and looking fashionable. The outfit I chose today was mature but a bit short, it almost looked like I was a slut. Almost. It was a short black skirt barely hitting halfway down my thigh. The top was a black tank top and a black leather trench coat! I met a lovely man who invited me out back for a drink. I couldn’t say no. He made my cunt wet when he called me a little whore and pushed his hand into my panites! I let him rip that black skirt down to my ankle and bend me over at my waist! I could feel his hard cock push up against me and twitching so hard! I spread my pussy lips for him to do whatever he wanted to, to my cunt!
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Tease and denial phone sex
A Lot of people don’t assume I am a whore because I am a sophisticated hottie! Well, that’s on them for judging a book by its cover. I mean who would actually be dumb enough to judge someone’s entire being by first impression. The entire world I guess but that’s the stupidest shit I ever heard! I am a low down dirty whore who lost her virginity in a gangbang when I was a little. I was in an abandoned house with a gang of men when I got my cherry popped most might say it was rape or force! But No, I was hot and ready! I had been preparing for that moment for quite some time by watching gangbang Asian porn! I wanted to get fucked and that’s exactly how I wanted it. Yes, they were much older than me. That’s exactly how I like it! I have always had a thing for older men. The older the man the more experience which means the better the sex. I got used up like a cum dumpster, I was covered in cum from head to toe! I enjoyed every moment of it! I secretly started sleeping with my step daddy later in life.
Bridgette’s Therapy
I love being a phone sex therapist for anyone who needs it. But right now I’d like to talk to sissies. And of that group of individuals, I want to talk to those of you who are in chastity. Sometimes you need some therapy to get through the realization that you are never going to have control of your tiny sissy clit. Never again are you going to choose when you touch it. You won’t choose how you touch it. And you most certainly not be allowed to choose when you get to have an orgasm. Or if you get to have an orgasm at all. That control belongs to your Mistress now.
And if you find yourself in need of a strict sissy Mistress who will control your body, you really should give me a call. I’m strict, but fair. I can help you understand why you want to do some of the things you want to do. And just like a good therapist, I’ll help you discover new ideas to help you with your journey to being the best sissy you can be. Are you ready to submit to me, sissy sub? I will be waiting for you!
Summertime Principal Pole Pleasing
The only guys I know who don’t like to blow a thick and chunky load all over the faces of a pair of hot and sexy chicks are fucking gay guys. Every other dude that isn’t into dick that I’ve ever met is aching for the opportunity to cover a couple of stupid sluts with their sloppy cum. Doctors, lawyers, politicians and preachers, it doesn’t matter what type of man they are. They all want some steamy two face slamhole sex and will take it pretty much any time you want to give it to them.
Last night, I took my teen daughter out for a girl’s night on the town. We went to dinner then out for ice cream and were having a wonderful time together when, just as we were enjoying our cones on a stroll into the sunset, she saw her hot principal walking out of a shop with his hands full of filled plastic shopping bags. Just before he hopped in his ride, she yelled out to get his attention.
“Mr. Gladfelter!” she bellowed, prompting him to turn his chiseled jaw and perfectly sculpted face in our direction. He gave a wave and lingered outside of his car as we walked up to him licking the round scoops on top of our cones. They made the typical teacher/student conversation that occurs when they all see each other when school is not in session. Lots of talk about how the summer is going and if they’re doing anything fun, the type of small talk I usually find to be boring and yawn inducing. I’d watch that man eat a whole turd, though. He is an adonis if I’ve ever seen one.
He could tell by the way we were ogling him that we wanted to shove more than ice cream into our hungry mouths. We wanted some soft serve man cream fed to us directly from the source, which made Mr. Gladfelter a little nervous. My girl knows how to handle nervous nellies and gave him a seductive smile as she took her principal’s hand and started leading him around to the back of the shopping center.
When we were safe in the privacy of the gap between the building and dumpster, we both got down on our knees and whipped that administrative wang out of his Wranglers. We’ve sucked so many dicks together that the way we work our mouths and lips together on a thick dick and swinging ball sack is like a beautifully choreographed face fuck dance. We know when to switch off before a guy ever even has to say anything and that made her pole packing principal really happy. I sucked cock, she licked nuts and taint then vice versa, switching off and throwing in variations like the four lip jack off and two tongue tornado.
What usually makes men let their load loose is when we make out on the head of their prick as one of us jerks him off and the other fondles his scrote and undercarriage. Mr. Gladfelter was no exception. I was sucking on the head of his cock and my daughter’s tongue at the same time when he started moaning and jacking off in our faces. He shot chunks of gooey cream all over my girl’s dumb teen face as she held her mouth open wide and still had enough nut sauce left to coat my whole face in his delicious dick drippings.
As he gained his composure and tucked his tallywacker back into his trousers, I licked his load off my daughter’s face and asked him “Are you glad you felt her, Gladfelter?” He laughed and told me that, if I were one of his students, he’d give me a detention for that. When school starts back up, I’m going to have to get my girl into a little trouble. Gives us both something to look forward to for her senior year!