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Tease and denial ~ Straight to the Edge and back!!!

Tease and denialTease And Denial by your sophisticated super naughty sugar baby Felecia! I’ve always enjoyed teasing men. The promise of pussy, the allure of getting inside one of my tight little holes, is enough to bring a grown man to his knees.

Tease and denial ~ Straight to the Edge and back!!!

The sight of your blue balls swollen and achy is nothing short of sexy. Go ahead and beg.  I’ll make sure to laugh and mock you as you try to beg and plead for me to have mercy. Every last drop of cum will be mine.

Having you right on the edge for long enough to see your cum oozing out of your cock is my favorite part of tease and denial phone sex! Edging feels so good for me, you know it does!!!

Tease And Denial Phone sex Sugar baby makes you ache

My enjoyment of it does not end there, as you keep returning for more. It’s hard not to be addicted to my hot body. A helpless and hopeless situation. It’s amazing how much control I have over you. For me, you would do anything to blow your load. No price is too steep. You are completely mindfucked and trapped in my teasing and cum denial web by my seduction! Edge away, my little stroke addict! If it’s up to me, you will never get to cum! 

You have no choice, but you will continue to suffer Sexy women masturbating and denying you! You are completely helpless and powerless. I will milk you for all it’s worth and you will love every last second! 

 

Where Hair Doesn’t Grow: A Shaved wet pussy

You like ’em bald and slippery, huh? The smoother, the better? Well, prepare for an odyssey into the land of bare, moist flesh—a shaved pussy paradise.

I’m your personal genital exfoliator, and I’m here to ensure that not a single hair graces those delicate lips. My mission is to make your cock as happy as a clam—a bald, juicy clam.A lush, bubble bath prep session. The water’s warm embrace cuddles my bod, as I gracefully shave every inch of my bare pussy. The hair goes down the drain, and the fun begins.With every stroke of the razor, I tantalize and tease. The soft skin of my crotch is now as smooth as a newborn’s bum. And that, my friend, is a wonderful feeling.

But the real excitement starts when I lather up. My slippery mound begs for attention, and I oblige, massaging and caressing every inch. The soapy water turns into a lush lubricant, making my pussy glisten like a dewy rose.And when I spread my lips, the view is breathtaking. No hair to obstruct the view—just a wet, pink paradise waiting to be explored. I could almost taste the sweetness as I sink my tongue into the folds, lapping up the nectar that drips from within.

So, enjoy this shaved tale—a hairless journey into the heart of debauchery. And remember, sometimes the best landscapes are bald and wet.

Chad’s Special Delivery

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I’d been eyeing up my coke dealer, Chad, for a while. He was a real piece of stubble-faced muscle, and I wanted him to give me a special kind of high.

I invited him in, and he knew exactly what I was offering. He smirked, called me a “naughty girl,” and went straight for the kill.

Chad tossed me onto the bed and started feasting on my freshly shaved pussy. His tongue worked wonders, and I couldn’t help but squirm and moan.But I wanted more. I craved his cock like a drug, and I begged him to give it to me. Chad obliged, pushing my legs apart and sinking his thick rod into my sopping cunt.

He pounded me hard, calling me his “little cum junkie.” I loved every degrading second of it. The way he used me—like a hole made for his pleasure alone—sent shivers down my spine.My body quaked as I came, soaking the bed with my juices. Chad kept pounding, determined to give me the biggest high of my life.And damn, did he succeed! I squirted like a fountain, leaving a puddle of shame and sheer pleasure on the sheets. Chad grunted, his own release finding its way deep inside me.

We collapsed, spent, yet I felt incredibly alive. Chad’s special delivery had just made me his permanent customer.

Back Alley Bedroom Confessions

Let me tell you about last night—it was filthy, and I loved every minute of it.

This dude kept giving me those hungry looks, like he wanted to take a bite out of my soaking wet cunt. Yeah, I got wet—suffer from a little exhibitionism, do I? But who doesn’t like to flash some skin?

So, he drags me to the local alley. Lucky me, right? Thinking about it makes my pussy tingle.He pins me against the wall and chokes me—hard. My eyes water, but the tears only turn me on more. His rough hands tear at my clothes, leaving me naked and vulnerable. Perfect!

Mr. Stud mumbles some dirty talk about owning me. Hell yeah, own me! Fucking possess me like the little whore I am!

Then, he’s on his knees, attacking my cunt with his tongue. I gasp and moan, feeling his breath on my soaking wet lips. He laps up my juices like they’re the last drink on earth—and I’m fucking thirsty.He stands up, his massive cock prominent, and guides my head down under. I suck him, tasting his manly essence, loving the way he grips my hair and controls our pace.

Slap, slap, goes his hands on my ass. My cheeks are on fire, and I know I’ll have a nice red reminder of this night.He pounds into me, and the alley echoes with the slapping of our bodies. My tits bounce with each thrust, and the dirty talk flows from my lips. I’m his whore, his slut, and I fucking love it!

His fingers dig into my ass, and he spanks me hard. The pain’s a thrill, running up my spine and making my cunt drip even more. I’m a mess, and I’ve never felt more alive.

This dude fucked me like I was born to be fucked. Rough, wild, and oh-so-dirty. And when he came, I felt like the filthy little cum dumpster I’ve always wanted to be.

My Dirty Pleasures:Sexy women masturbating

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Let me paint you a picture of pure debauchery. I’m lying on my bed, my hands wandering down my body, knowing exactly what’s about to go down. I’m a horny mess, dripping wet, and eager for some rough pleasure. My fingers glide smoothly down there, but I crave something bigger. Something real. I want a real cock to fuck me silly and make me forget my own name. Instead, I grab my favorite toy, a lifelike replica of the real thing. It’ll have to do for now. I scamper like a little slut, my hands working the fake shaft, imagining it’s you, my dear pervert. Thrusting and pumping, I’m soon gasping, my breath catching in my throat. My entire body convulses as waves of pleasure overtake me. But it’s not enough. I yearn for the real deal, to feel a strong man use my body. I’m a desperate little cum bucket, and I need a fix. Maybe tonight, I’ll find what I seek.

 

Naughty Neighbor’s Wet Adventure

Naughty neighbor phone sexI’m that girl—the slutty neighbor every guy drooled over. My petite frame clad in revealing dresses drove them wild, and the thought of their lusty gazes turned me on.

One day, leaving the building, I noticed a certain neighbor staring—his eyes fixated on my cleavage. I smirked, knowing the effect I had on him. Little did he know the effect he’d soon have on me.

As I stepped into the elevator, a naughty idea struck. I slipped a hand into my soaked panties and began finger-banging my hungry pussy.Unbeknownst to me, he’d followed me in. And there he stood, a lustful smirk on his face, his massive cock out and ready.

The elevator doors began to close, and I had a choice: be a good girl or embrace the slut within. Fuck it, I thought, going straight for his constitution.I stroked his meaty pole, coating it in my juices. Then, I begged him to bend me over and impale me. He had me against the wall, my back arched, my ass pointed at him.

But this horny neighbor had a kinky side. Instead of my pussy, his thick cock found my tight asshole. He stretched me out, making me moan and whimper. My fingers never stopped working my clit, and the feeling of his rod in my bowels was heavenly.His balls slapped against my wet cunt, and I could taste his desire as he held my head and thrust into my mouth. We were making our own naughty neighbor porn, and the only sensible thing to do was to ride that cock until neither of us could stand.

I came hard, my juices dripping down my thighs. He grunted, releasing his load—a warm, thick blast that left me satisfied and basking in the glory of our taboo tryst.

Small dick humiliation is the cruel reminder you deserve

Small dick humiliationHello, mortals. Looking for Small dick humiliation? Good thing you found me, the illustrious and sultry Mistress Lena. You are lucky to have me grace you with my presence! I know, I know, you’re probably trembling in anticipation, wondering what filthy secrets I’ll reveal about my life as a hot, sophisticated domme. Well, wonder no more, for I am here to share with you the ins and outs of being a goddess among men.

Let’s start with the object of your desire, my perfect, heavenly ass. I can feel your eyes devouring it as I walk past you, your tongue begging for just a taste. But alas, you will never have the pleasure of touching or tasting something so divine, for I am far out of your league. My ass is a masterpiece, a work of art that deserves to be worshipped from afar. Bow down, mere mortal, and show some respect.

I know you can’t help but stare at as I saunter by with my Sexy legs!  They are long, toned, and strong as hell. The perfect complement to my round, irresistible ass. I can see the jealousy and envy in your eyes, the way you wish you had legs even half as amazing as mine. But no, you are stuck in your weak, feeble body, while I continue to strut around in my stilettos, flexing my powerful muscles.

And speaking of weak and feeble, let’s talk about your tiny, worthless dick. Yes, I know, I can see the embarrassment and shame on your face, the way you try to hide it when you’re around me. But there’s no point in denying it, for I can see right through you. Your pathetic excuse for a cock is no match for any pussy, I mean how did you become such a lame fucking loser?

You’re style is totally basic, its completely fucking pathetic. You try to play off like you’re a real man but in fact you are just a teeny weeny, short dicked sucker. Good thing you have enough cash to burn for my attention. my fiery, dominant personality will show you how small you truly are pig. 

As your new role as my Sissy humiliation slave, you will have to serve whatever cock I give you. No matter what the grith of the meat, it goes deep in your slutty sissy hole. I know, I know, it sounds like a dream come true for you, doesn’t it? 

You need to be at the mercy of a hot, sophisticated mistress like me, doing my bidding and worshipping my every curve. And believe me, I will make sure to take full advantage of your weakness and obsession with me. I will be sure to dress you in the pinkest, frilliest outfit just to add to the humiliation. And of course, I will make you bend over and take it like the worthless sissy you are, All while I laugh and mock you and your clitty will be begging to bust.

Don’t worry, my dear sissy, I will be fair and just in my domination of you. I will give you the chance to prove yourself to me, to show me that you are worthy of my attention and affection. And who knows, if you’re lucky, I might even let you touch my perfect body, as long as you worship it properly. You need to show the proper amount of respect and devotion. Bow down slave and submit to my will!

 

The Sissy Switch: When Roles Reverse

Sissy maid training

I stood beside my husband, watching our guest, his eyes downcast, anticipating my instructions. The role reversal was a thrilling twist, as I, the sissy trainer, prepared to transform another man into a submissive slave.

The sight of my husband’s chiseled physique, contrasted by the submissive male’s slender frame, ignited my desires. I began the training, my voice firm and commanding.

The submissive’s eyes widened as I presented him with a skimpy maid’s outfit, his cheeks flushing in embarrassment. I ordered him to change while my husband and I shared a mischievous glance.

The new sissy emerged, his small cock peeking out from the lacy maided panties. I smiled, relishing my power, as he blushed, aware of his humbling situation.

I made him work for his pleasure, starting with some cuckold fantasy roleplay. I had him clean the entire house—vacuuming, dusting, and mopping—with his tongue and tiny sissy hands.

Then came the moment I’d been waiting for. I straddled the submissive’s face, forcing him to worship my husband’s and my cunts. He licked and sucked, his nose buried in our steaming folds, as we moaned in delight.

But the true test was yet to come.

I instructed him to take a huge dildo, penetrating his willing ass, while we watched, masturbating to his humiliating performance.

He pleaded for more, and I granted his wish, riding him hard, dominating his body as my husband cheered me on.

The night ended with us satisfied, the sissy remains a quivering mess, and I, proud of my sissy training skills.

My Sex Therapy Sessions: An Unexpected Journey

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When my therapist suggested an alternative approach to my deepest desires, I was curious and a little nervous. But, boy, did I embrace the ride!

He started off slow, asking me to envision my ultimate fantasies. I described a world of erotic dominance, a place where I was in control and left my mark on willing participants.

Little did I know that my shrink had a few tricks up his sleeve. He suggested a live demonstration, an indulgent role-play to help me unlock my hidden potential.

The session took an unexpected turn when he produced a crop and told me to demonstrate my skills. The power rushed through me as I saw his eyes gleam with anticipation.

I ran my fingers down his pants, savoring the effect I had on him. With a naughty glint in my eye, I knees and went straight for his jugular—I mean, his crotch.

The moment my lips touched his thighs, I could feel his excitement surge. I looked up at him through my lashes, and he grasped my head, guiding my mouth to his aching member.

I took him deep, showing him the art of my throat’s caress. The muscles in his face strained as he fought to maintain control. But I wanted him to lose it, to submit to my will.

As I worked my magic, the room filled with his moist groans, a symphony of sensual delight. And when I felt him explode, the satisfaction was akin to conquering the highest peak.

Our sessions became legendary—a journey of discovery, power exchange, and intense orgasms. He unlocked my true nature and helped me claim my title as the dominant vixen I was meant to be.

Those sex therapy sessions were more than just kinky experiments; they were a revelation, a gateway to embracing my inner sensualist.

My Boss’s Cock Servant: A Oral Servitude Story

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Working late nights has its perks, especially when your boss has a penchant for oral fixation. I wasn’t the type to complain about my boss’s unusual requests—as long as his wallet was fat, I kept my lips sealed.

There I was, bored out of my mind, when he dropped the “blowjob” bomb. I knew the drill. Under the desk I went, mouth wide open, ready to swallow his every pump.

He never missed a beat, pounds of pleasure pulsating in and out of my throat. I’d mastered the art of deep-throating him, earning me boasting rights among my friends.

As he thrust, I imagined myself as the office whore, a mere cum dumpster for my superior’s delight. The thought sent shivers down my spine, making me even wetter.

His cock felt like a piston, going in and out with force. I gripped the desk for dear life, taking each thrust like a champ. The way he rough-handled my mouth made me feel like the dirtiest girl alive.

When he finally released, it was like winning the sexual lottery. His warm, thick load flooded my mouth. I savored the moment, his praise ringing in my ears.

“That’s what a real woman’s made for,” he’d say, smacking my ass.

I smiled to myself, thinking about the tonight’s payday and how I’d spend his hard-earned dough. Such a lucky girl, eh?

It was a mutually beneficial relationship. He got his rocks off, and I got my fix of kinky office sex.