How I Roll
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Posted:Apr 2, 2010 10:52 am
Last Updated:May 17, 2010 7:11 am
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Just so you know, that although I AM a very dirty, naughty, nasty girl, I'm also a safety girl. And condoms are a MUST! I'm kinda picky about the guys and girls I choose to take for a roll in the hay too.
I'm not here looking for one stands, or NSA sex with a bizillion people, I'm searching for ONE person who will do all that good stuff WITH ME when we finally find each other.
So at the moment, I'm not interested in couples, married persons, or anyone over the age of 45 as there's not future in that kinda situation for me.
I'm ONLY LOOKING FOR: Single Guys & Girls
Guys ages 30- 40 or Girls ages 25- 35
(and just you know, a slight over/under in the age thing is OK)
The general qualities I look for in Lover/Friend (possibly leading to more) are, in particular order, as follows:
-positive outlook on life
-strong sense of self
-confident NOT cocky
-attractive both inside and out
-has a great sense of humor and free spirited
-comfortable in themselves/their life's current situation
-has or wants (since I have 2 of my own they must be accepting and understanding of my time limitations and parental obligations, etc...)
-should live in my general area (if you're willing to relocate, fine, come here first and then contact me- I'm not into LDR's)
-should be financially secure (no I don't want you $$$ but I haven't got much to even 'go dutch' with- sorry)
-and should open to everything from the fancy shit to everyday shit, and any other shit that comes up in life too...
As to the more sexual aspect of what I'm looking for, I'm open to a great many things, and looking for someone who enjoys the some of the same...
I enjoy:
-everything form one on one sex to group sex
-Domination and submission, from both sides (I'm a switch)
-Light bondage, discipline, and other BDSM activities (Stomping it hott as hell, if you're up to it?)
-Humiliation & Forced Femenization are fun too, but not required- lol
-Pushing our limits and boundries where various 'kinks' & 'fetishes' are concerned
-toys, food play, water sports (optional) mental seduction/mind fuck, sharing our fantasies/trying to fulfill them for each other, photography/videography, dressing up (cross dressing is cool with me too) and role playing are a great way to keep things fresh and fun.
To be honest I AM bisexual, but I've tended to date more men then women in the past. I'm completely open to relationships with BOTH sexes (and yes I HAVE fallen in love with a girl before and could easily do so again, under the right circumstances)
I guess basically, I'm looking for a real relationship mixed with sexual energy and kinkiness. Some one like me, who likes to try new things (even the obscure) and journey through our own sexual desires and fantasies together. While at the same enjoying 'real life' and all the joys and follies that it brings.
A pretty tall order to fill I know, but I believe that starting off as friends and lovers is the first step to the rest- right?
So 'Mr/Miss Kinky Down to Earth Real Life Lover', if you're out there cum n' get me!
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Good or Bad???
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Posted:Nov 12, 2010 5:45 am
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2010 5:21 pm
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Here's an interesting little something I concocted just now for a friend. He's currently dating someone, so we've discussed just hooking up for a blasting pile of cum for me to feel him & for him to finally meet me 
The cool thing about this fantasy is that you can choose your ending. You can deside wether or not you want to be a 'Good Boy' and just jerk off like we planned, or if you want to be a 'Bad Boy' and give in to your desires?
Check it out and let me know if you're 'GOOD' or 'BAD'
I drive out to a job site and meet you in a parking lot across the road. Some cheesy diner or somthing, where we meet. As discussed we park way in the back corner of the lot so we have more privacy. I pull my Jeep up next to your truck and open my window all the way to call you over to me.
You walk over to my window and lean in to say hello. Your muscles are bulging through your shirt and I can see their outline pulsing throught the fabric; I reach out touch the arms I've been longing for for so long. Firm, hard and solid- the kinda of arms that could sheild a girl from anything, I tace the contures of their curves from your shoulder, across your bicepts, down your fore arm and finally to your hand.
I extend one of your fingers and bow my head. My soft warm lips kiss your finger tip gently before I open my mouth and let your digit slurp quietly into my hot supple wetness.
Mmmm... I moan as I make oral love to your finger. With my eyes closed and my mouth swallowing your fingre, I'm only wishing it was your cock, and I loook up at you with my hot cut eyes as I trace my lips with your flinger and say, "Hey there sexy"
"God Damn!" You groan, as you take a step back from the Jeep. Not sure if you'd made the right or the wrong choice by meeting me here today.
Will you be able to hold back?
Will I???
I knew I wouldn't be able to resist you, so I had the rope on the passenger seat of my car ready for you to restrain me at a moments notice.
"Here," I call to you as I grap the blue cord off the seat, "I'm not gonna be able to resist tatsing you- you better tie me up!"
"God I don't know if I WANT to?" You say kinda hopping around on the spot trying to figure out your own needs aginst your consious.
"Just do it" I say, "I know I won't be able to hold back; so tie me up and if you want to un tie me later you better brace yourself baby!"
"FUCK!" You cry out in frustration, "OK, yeah that sounds like a good idea. I'll tie you up and only if I want to- I'll let you loose. FUCK!"
Your frustration is cute as hell and only adds more stimulation on my end, as I see you're having as difficult a time keeping me back as I'm having difficulty keeping away. It's HOT! It's soooo HOTT!
We both know if we give in there's no way we'll be able to stop.
You grab the blue cord from my hand and open my drivers side door. You tie me tightly to the black leather seat and as you get around my back to seccure the knots, you peer over the shoulder and down into my hoodie. No shirt, just flesh and lace underneith. "FUCK!" you cry out again.
"Fuck what?" I ask in my coy demeanor, "Fuck my face?"
You laugh and say, "No you've got on that hoodie with nothing underneith. I could see the edge of your bra peeking out and you know that makes me hot. FUCK!"
"oh yeah..." I say remembering what you had said to me only a few short weeks before, "I almost forgot about that. I usually go hoodie no shirt when I'm meeting someone outside like this. Makes for easy access and a quick cover up if we're discovered. But if it bothers you, you can just unzip me if you like?"
"Really? I can unzip you?"
"Yeah! this all about you baby. I'm just here to catch your cum at the end of the task. If you wanna unzip me- go for it! Open me up aenough to let my tits hang out and if you wanna pull them out or whatever you like to see or do- GO FOR IT!"
"Mmmm..." you moan as you grab my zipper and begin to open my shirt.
You're so close to my face now my voice is only a wisper as I say, "Yeah, I'm all tied up remember? you can do anything you want to me and I can't do a thing about it."
You turn and look me in the eyes, and as I smile at you you let out another load "FUCK!"
"Hold on a sec" you say as you stand up and adjust yourself in your pants, "No...You know what? That looks pretty hot like that, just with your shirt open and your bra sticking out. I think I'll leave it like that for a while and maybe take some of you later if I have to."
"Whatever you like baby," I say in my steamy turned on voice, "This is YOUR day!"
You open your pants eagerly, but cautiously. We are after all in an open parking lot, but you're tall enough to see over the Jeep and fix us both in a hurry if anyone should get too close for your comfort. Looking around the lot you see no one, but you're so scared some will see YOU. You're not sure if you can do it, until you look in my window and see the heaving of my breasts as I'm breathing deep and heavy in my own sexual excitment.
"FUCK!" You cry out again.
The hard on is ON & you pull out your whopping huge cock and begin to stroke just inches from my face. You're rock hard and you begin to rub. The visual is great but your not lubed up and it's kinda starting to hurt; all that pulling on yuor soft tender skin. "Fuck you got any lotion or something?" you ask me.
I do have some but I know what would be even more fun than having you dig through my purse. "No, come here. I'll spit on it for you!"
"OH FUCK!" you say as you bring your meaty thickness closer to my face. I'm drooling to taste you, so I've got pleanty of moisture welling up in my mouth and between my legs too. A huge mass of hot spit explodes on your cock, and you begin to smear it all around you, getting my fluids everywhere they're needed for your pleasure.
I love watching you whack off, it's so hot to see your body convulsing and hear the heated changes in your breath as you beat your succulent meat.
You stop for a second and move my bra, pulling it across my breasts just enough to see the edge of my nipples, and go to begin stroking again.
You're all dried up, so tell me to "SPIT ON IT!"
Another hot load of wetness pours all over your cock as you begin rubbing into your now spit glistening flesh.
You're so tall you can't see my face because of the roof of my Jeep; but I'm sitting there with my mouth open and silently begging for you r to feed me your thick yummy goodness. Licking my lips, my eyes open wide as I admire each and every stoke you make along your bouncing happy shaft.
Your body begins to convulse and as much as I wanna feel hot spirts of manliness stream all over me- I REALLY wanna taste your cock!
A suddon stop and your pack your meat away. WTF? I'm thinking, and you quickly do up my shirt and bend your head in to the window.
"Some one just came out of the resturant" you laugh.
"Ohhhh..." I say smilling and giggling at the situation and the eager look in your eyes to get back to what you were doing.
"This is fucking HOT!" you say to me with a HUGE smile on your face.
"I know..." I groan in painful validation of your comment, "I just wish I could eat you though! this is fuckin TOTURE!!!"
"Aww.. Don't say that," you say pittying my ass for being tied and forced to only watch what's going on. "You'll make me feel bad!"
"God NO!" I say in reassurance, "Don't feel BAD! I'm LOVING IT! It's a good kinda torture- I assure you!" I say with a an evil smile and a giggle to match.
"Mmmm..." you moan as you check to see the guy has pulled out and we're free to get back to our own fun, "K he's gone- ready for some more?"
"Ohhh... FUCK YEAH!" I graon in reply, "Give me MORE!!!!"
You unzip my hoodie again, my nipples still only peeking out the edges. you want to touch them, and taste them, but you're not sure if you should. i can see the conundrum in your mind and I ease you by saying, "They're only boobs you know, if want them- take them. They're YOURS!"
You pull my soft flesh from it's lace encasement and suck my nipple with complete satisfaction as I moan at your touch. Your other hand dives into my bra cup and seises the other fleshy sphere, as you pull it out and lick your way across my clevage to taste the next of my deliscious treats.
It's game on again! You reach in your pants and pull out your meat once more.
"SPIT!" you say, but I'm all out of spit at the moment, all the heavy breathing has dried my mouth and I can't get enough saliva to do the job.
"Shit!" you say not mad but annyoed. Neither one of us has enough oral secretions to get this shit going again. But fear not because I'm secreating somewhere else too....
"I have an idea..." I say evily
"What?" you say kinda dumbfounded at the moment, "What's your idea?"
"We're both out of spit- right?"
"Yeah..." you say curiously
"Well I'm soaking WET right now. I garentee you, if you reach up under my skirt you'll find so much HOT thick Precum in my panties right now. I've got more than enough for the both of us!"
"OHHhhh FUCK!" You groan almost painfully as you dive between my legs with your hand, pull up my little pink skirt, enter the edge of my soft silky panties, pulnge your cupped hand deep into my cunt and scoop up a thick handfull of my feminine juices. As you bring your hand out from between my slimy moist lips, you feel somthing hard against your finger tips and stop. "What's that?" you say as you begin touching it to figure it out.
"That's my piercing, remember? I'm PIERCED!"
"Oh fuck YEAH!" you say as you remember that I'm pierced right ontop of my clit. "Can I see it?"
"Sure" I say, "But you'll have to recline my seat so I can sit back and spread my legs apart a bit."
"OK." you say as you pull your hand out and begin to wonder what you're gonna do with that scoop of juiciness now sitting it your cupped fingers. "FUCK! What I am gonna do with this?"
"Here" I say as I open my mouth wide.
"FUCK!" you bellow again as you feed me my own precum and feel the sensation of my hot wet lips surround your fingers in slurping delight.
You tuck your dick in your pants and fully recline my chair, moving it back as far as it will go. I'm only 5'2" so I can lay all the way back and put my feet up on the dash with ease. You pull my pnaties off my legs and I spread them wide open so you can see clearly my new 'zipper' piercing and all the yummy goodness of my freshly shaved pussy glistening in the sunlight.
"OH MY GOD!" you say as you take in the visual before you. There I am tied to the seat of my car. Legs up in the air, pussy out in the shimmering daylight, tits fully exposed with my nipples piecing in extasy; my face beautiful and longing as my mouth lays open desperately hoping to grab some small taste of you- if you should be so kind???
Now- Here's the part where you have to choose your ending!
You can either be a good boy and stick to the plan of jerking off ONLY -OR- you can be a bad boy and take it further if you like?
BAD BOY:
I've been such a good girl and you know how much I want you. The sight of me tied up and at your complete mercy and control makes you all the more excited, when you know you can do WHATEVER YOU WANT to me!
You know you wanna feel me. My mouth wrapped around you in a frenzied feast of cockified face buffet, so youcrunch your self into my Jeep and feed me your HUGE girthy meat, fucking my skull with vigor, and feeling the desperation of my slurping and gasping desires.
You feel so good entering my mouth, and I just can't get enough of your taste, your flavor and your thickness streatching my tiny mouth to it's exreme cicumfrence. I'm chocking with pleasure as I internally beg you to feed me MORE!
You pull back to give me air, to see my face and watch the heaving of my cheast. My tits exposed just benieth your balls as they rise and fall heavily with my taking in of the fresh air. Stroking your scrotum softly as inhale. You lean your way back wards and wrap my huge fleshy masses around your cock. Holding them together while you copulate, me reaching , my head forward as far as I can to grab whatever taste of you I desperately cling to, as you force your way back and forth between my tits.
You're gonna cum and an explosion of steaming white pours over my face, my chest, my hair and all over the car. Such a massive explosion and it rains pure bliss as we're both satisfied with a job well done...
GOOD BOY:
You see me there so vulnerable and you know you can have your way with me any way you like it. It's so tempting, but you hold strong to what we agreed. Only jerking off and only cum all over me. That was the plan and we musn't deviate from it.
You dive your hand back into my wet lips and get the lubricant you need to finish the task. Jerking to life image of my laying there bound, helpless, tits heaving under my excited breath, legs sread wide begging for you to dive your cock deep into my body, and my mouth longing desperately to have you there as well.
Fuck- it's hot! It's SO HOTT! and bothof us are so turned on, as I girate myself under the ropes and wish so hard for that blastful moment of release- you cum and it shoots all over me. From my cunt to my tits and all over my face I'm marvelous mess of your creation!
So... Tell me, where you a good boy or a bad boy???
ttyl
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Skools Owt 4 Somer
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Posted:Jun 28, 2010 9:13 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:4 am
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Tomorrow is the last day of school for my & he'll be heading in to Grade 4 in the fall- I'm so proud  I, on the other hand, have been quite literally swamped with school work  Getting ready to take my entry exam for College is a daunting task,to say the least.
Honestly, I only have one grade 9 general level math credit in my favor. So taking this test is HUGE & HARD! Relearning all the old things I used to have such trouble with in school, along with learning the new things I never knew existed- OMG! My poor poor brain...  But I've got more than just hope now. My math tutor said I'm really working and getting a lot of complex stuff quite quickly. Crazy shit like factoring polynomials, insane algebraic equations (that ultimately serve no purpose to regular people in life) and the like. So yeah, I haven't given up on it, or myself- I'm hanging strong & working long hours into the night to make this dream come true for me and my family. 
IF I pass the test (which I certainly will if I keep progressing as well as I am at this point) me and the are off to Toronto. I'm so excited! 
A friend of mine is going to purchase us a small condo in Lakeshore, where we can stay while I study. Which is a great relief and load off my own shoulders, and I couldn't be more grateful for his help
Life, it seems, is filled with heartaches, headaches, and drama. But it's when take a minute to put things into perspective and see what we really need to accomplish our goals, that amazing things happen across the board.
In the past few months, I've gone through some major life changing events. Even the past few weeks have been hard, ergo why I haven't been around for a while.
I temporarily reunited with a local XBF (a huge love in my life) as expected by many people, things fell apart again & my heart was crushed.
I pressed my X husband for divorce and that came into a world of it's own mess. What with the , the assets, the drama and lawyers. But on Monday I signed my portion of the divorce settlement and now I'm waiting on his signature and payment to move on with my life.
My other X ('s father) has had a momentary brain lapse and seems to think, not only could we possibly live together again (to help me afford to live in TO, which thanks to my friend, will no longer be an issue) but he seems to think we should be married within the next 2 years- WTF?  
I know... I have A LOT OF X's! If only they really did live in Texas??? Ah well, a girl can dream...
So I guess I've come to some kind of realization after the past lil while. For the longest time I've been looking for love & I've found nothing more than heartache in my search. So I'm done with that for the moment. I've decided to switch my focus off my heart and focus on myself, and my own self improvement.
To spend more time bettering my mind, enjoying my and planning a future on our own- with no relationship drama or expectations to bung up the works! 
Life is a journey, and yeah, it's taken me a while to get to where I am, but I think it'll be worth it.
With my divorce settlement gonna be paid by the end of the week (10k) I'm buying a new to me car (used) I'll finish writing my test the following week, and be taking off to Niagara Falls for some very badly needed R&R the next weekend. With a nice piece of fresh cock meat by my side I said no relationships- but I'm still gonna get laid DAMN IT!
ttys & enjoy your summer
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For Love OR Money?
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Posted:Jun 16, 2010 6:38 am
Last Updated:Jun 16, 2010 10:36 am
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Well sufficient to say, things did NOT work out with the BF again. Shocker!
It seems to me that no matter what I try and do in relationships, I always end up being used somehow...
Either for sex, status, arm candy, money (when I had some) or obsession. In which case they simply become so possessive, that they just don't want to see me with anyone else; and pretend to love me/care for me to keep me there.
Like, what the hell is that? 
I've been used so many times before, it's really getting old now Don't get me wrong, I've done my fair share of using people too, back in the day; but now I just wish I could find someone who cares for me the way I am, and not try to use me or change me into something I'm not.
A while back (when me and my guy split up the last time) I joined a 'sugar daddy site' thinking that if I can't have love in my life, I might as well have money.
I went on a few dates, but just couldn't do it. I couldn't lower myself to have sex with these men. Their arrogance and concede was a total turn off to me. That's the thing I hate most about 'rich people' they think because they have all this money, that the world, and everyone in it, owes them something. Like because they can buy everything, that everyone else can be bought.
I've had sugar daddies in the past, which is why I thought about doing it again in the first place. But the guys I used to have before weren't like these ones!
My guys where quiet, down earth, business men (many trapped in unsatisfying & even arranged marriages) and they respected me to the utmost. Treated me like a princess and cared for ME and my well being. We did more than just have sex. We went places, saw things and enjoyed our life/time together- it was wonderful.
The guys I was meeting on this site were looking for nothing more than a regularly scheduled booty call service, for bargain basement prices. What they really needed was to set up and arrangement with a or something, because this was not 'sugar' not as I've ever known it anyways...
So yeah, I met a few guys and nothing much ever came it...
Sure I was supposed to go to Germany for 2 weeks, be flown down Florida, North Carolina and Texas n stuff, but I decided not to go. If I'd have gotten there and been put off by these guys, I'd have been STUCK there and very unhappy.
There where a few guys, who really caught my eye though. Not because of their looks (they weren't that physically attractive to be honest) but because of the way they looked at me and thought of me n stuff...
I dunno?
They really looked inside of me, behind the hair, makeup and persona BS, and saw my heart, my hopes and my goodness. As much as I liked that, it also scared the hell outta me.
It's been so long so since I've been treated so well, and made to feel so infinitely special and adored. It felt so good that I actually cried. 
lol
To be told I'm special and that I deserve better than what life's thrown at me. To be given a hand, not just money, but guidance and emotional support. What a true gift- their friendship!
WOW!
I'm really unsure on what to do at this point now. Breaking up with my X, a man I loved so much, going threw a divorce, and all the other major changes in my life- I just don't want to be hurt again.
I'm sure some of you are thinking that if these guys are 'only' Sugar Daddies, I'm just using them for cash. But it's not true at all. I'm very selective in who I give myself to, and personality is 95% of that decision at least!
I did 'fall for' one of the Sugar Daddies of my past once, and we were even talking about getting married. He wanted me to go back to school and get my education, to buy me restaurant or some kind of business to keep me busy, and to give me something of my own. He really wanted what was BEST 4 ME, my millionaire Yeung- he was a wonderful man.
But I was young and still holding on to my high school sweet heart, and when I became pregnant, I had to decided between the baby and the marriage.
I choose the baby, obviously, and it's something I'd never take back in a million years. But I do often wonder how my life would have been different if I'd have married my millionaire???
So here I sit again, on the fence between love or money. Wondering just what life has in store...
If I had to choose between the two, I'd choose love for sure! If you have that special kind of love and relationship, no amount of money can ever replace it. But could I be so lucky, as to find them both again? Find them BOTH & NOT botch it up?  hmmm....
The one decision I've firmly made is that I'm going back to school and getting my degree- no matter what! I'm not going to leave the rest of my life to fate, and I'm going to make sure that I'll be able to stand on my own, not depending on anyone else from now on!
So this is where I am right now. What's going on inside my head and in my life. Your thoughts?
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Hummer College
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Posted:Jun 2, 2010 5:28 pm
Last Updated:Jun 4, 2010 12:43 pm
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I've been deciding for a while what to do with my life in terms of career vs menial jobs, etc... And I've just looked into a few different colleges & universities in my area, when I came across 'Humber College' (innocent enough to most, but to a dirty little fuck like me) I immediately thought of starting my institution, 'Hummer College'
Could you imagine that?
A room filled with hot, young college students learning how to give the perfect blow jobs? 
I'd be more than happy to teach, but I honestly think if I were behind closed doors with a room full tight, hot chicks, teaching 'sex ed' I'd be sampling more than the male models
I haven't dived into a fresh wet pussy in so very long. I miss that soft subtle flavor of sweet juices and the tender flashy pink mess of folds and crevices. Mmmmm....
Just my dirty little thought for the night
lol
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Panty Party Pleasures
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Posted:May 25, 2010 9:25 am
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2010 5:20 pm
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Every once in while I get a kinky lil thought run through my mind (well.. OK it's usually at least once a day, but still- lol) 
But there's always something or someone who starts the ball rolling... Then the fetish fired cogs of my mind start churning out erotic fantasies and dirty ideas.
The latest idea, would be a Full Blown Panty Party!
I would hold it in a hotel room suite, complete with sitting room, fire place and jacuzzi.
Invites would be sent and panties would be REQUIRED!
Here's the rules:
Panty Dress Code in Effect!
Panties MUST be worn and showing at all times.
short skirts, 2 piece teddies, bra & panty, fetish gear with panty, fully dressed with panties on your head, only panties, the possibilities would be endless.
Through the night one rule MUST be observed: You can NOT take your panties off!
Any and all sexual acts that occur MUST be done through the panties, or with the panties pulled to the side.
Fondelling, touching, smelling and tasting of panties is both allowed and encouraged. As at the end of the night prizes would won for the best pair of panties in the following categories:
1. Prettiest Panty Pair
2. Best Wet Panty (we would have to use the jacuzzi for this portion of the contest & it would have to be the last contest, as to not ruin the out cum of he others)
3. Sweetest Smelling Panty
4. Dirtiest Panty Mess (how much cum can you fit in your gitch?)
5. Most Lusciously Likable Panty
Sound fun?
Now the kicker...
Because I'm such a fun and freaky chick, EVERYONE would have to follow these rules and be dressed in their Panty Best- EVEN THE GUYS!
No Panties = No ENTRY!
I dunno? There's just something about a guy wearing girls panties that is such a total turn on!
Stockings and garters, a short mini skirt, stripper shoes and nice full lace panty- it's very erotic...
Bulging hard ons under black lace. Seeping seamen through soft satin. Running my finger along a mans thong between his cheeks- very cheeky & naughty good fun
So knowing the rules and what's expected, would you cum to my Panty party?
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A HOTT! ~Oil Massage~
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Posted:May 24, 2010 10:01 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2010 5:14 pm
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With passionate lust in my heart, I long to feel the heat of your body close to mine.
To take you in to a world of seduction, indulgence and grace. A place were only lovers dare to tread. A place where your senses will will be aroused, your mind will swim in ecstasy, and your body will quiver with anticipation.
This is my world...
And as you enter in, with a devilish smile and heated eyes, I welcome you passionately with a deep, groin searing kiss.
I pull away from you, piercing your soul with my gaze. As I grasp your hand and have you follow me up he stairs without a word spoken. There's no telling what I might do.
As we turn the corner at the top of the stairs, you see a blanket lied out the floor, surrounded by candles. Their flame dancing in the darkness to the soft sound of the saxophone playing in the back ground.
I walk you over to the blanket and we stop. I kiss you once more, wrap my hands around your waist and slide my cheek onto your chest. Just holding you, so close, and breathing you in.
I slide my hands from the small of your back on to your chest, and I begin to unbutton your shirt. Kissing each inch of your bare skin as it is exposed into the softly scented air.
With all your buttons undone, I glide the shirt from your shoulders and let it fall you the floor. Caressing your arms with my fingers and kissing your biceps every few inches, down to your wrist.
Holding your hand in mine, I place it on my face and nestle in. Looking into your eyes with a warm tender smile, so happy to feel your touch at last. I turn my head slightly, so that I can kiss your finger tips, softly. Opening my mouth slightly, so you can feel my moist lips and tongue brush across you, between each tender beso.
As I trace your body with my fingers, I walk behind you and begin to lightly kiss your back. Licking every so often. Just enough to make you shudder, and get tiny goose bumps from my touch.
"You look cold baby," I say in my sweet, sultry voice, "Why don't lay down and let me give you a hot oild massage to warm you up?"
You're not cold, but you take the cue to lay face first on my blanket, stretching out and preparing for the deep pressure of my massage to begin.
I sink to my knees beside you. But instead of straddling your back like I usually do, I crawl towards your head, propped on your folded arms, on the floor.
As I sit lightly on my knees, I lean my face over your ear and whisper, "I'm so glad you're here baby. I've warming your oil up for you all day. Having it wriggling around inside my body, getting hotter and hotter, has been making me so wet... I can't wait to pour myself all over you." I giggle with a devious lust.
As I lean back on my buttock and let my legs unfold before your eyes, you see me reach up under my skirt and dive my hand, deep into my freshly shaved mound. You watch tentatively as I fiddle inside, digging for something hot and refreshing. Something I made especially for YOU!
My hand steadies, and as you watch my pussy closely, you can see a small vial emerging from my insides, fished out by fingers and slipping down towards the the floor.
The smell of my fresh pussy now fills the air. The glass bottle glistening with the wetness of my goo. I bring the bottle up to my lips and suck all the juices from the lid's top, so that I can get a firm grip on it with my teeth.
Turning the bottle inside my mouth, as I twist the cap, you reach out and touch my soft legs. You love to watch me put things in my mouth. It reminds you how if feels to be there. Mixed in the head twisting motions of my mouth, and all over my saliva strewn lips.
With the white cap between my lips, I raise the bottle slightly and inhale deeply the aroma of the blend.
"Here, smell." I say, bringing the bottle to your nose.
A mixture of carefully selected oils and my own natural vaginal secretions, stimulate your senses, as you reach outwards to lick one of my fingers.
I love to watch you taste me. The way you desire me is nothing I've ever dreamed of, and each and every minute with you, is another day in heaven's grace.
My nipples tingle with excitement, as my clitoris begins to pulse slightly. Longing for your touch. I fight the urge to throw my bounty under your head, allowing you to dive in to me utterly and completely.
No. I have other plans for you. I want to lavish you in MY lust, not succumb to yours. Not today. Today is the day I will spoil YOU.
I pull my legs away from you, leaning once again on my knees. As I straddle the back of your head, I pour hot oils from my body all over your back, and the sensation of my warmth fills you with my love.
Placing the bottle at my feet, I touch your back with the full warmth of my open palms. Pressing myself into you as I slide the oils and myself down your shoulders, to the small of your back.
You're so big and I'm so small, that I can barely reach your waist. I have to climb up over your head and rest myself on your neck slightly, and you can feel my wetness drooling out of me where I stand.
Using the full length of my fore am, I lean into you. Pressing my body weight deep in to your tissue, as I manipulate the great muscles in your back. Right arm, left arm, both arms together, as I butterfly outward, down your spine. Each time I near the bottom of your torso, my own bottom lifts off your neck as I reach down your body. Each time I raise myself you feel the atmosphere making my bit of wetness cool in the air, and you remember I have no panties on, and I'm drizzling all over your neck. When my hands rise to your shoulders, you can feel the soft, shaven, warmth of my pussy lips kissing your neck softly.
Smelling both me and my essential oils, dancing around your head. Wondering all the time, 'when will I give into you?'
I walk my hands down your back, pressing on either side of your vertebrae as I go. Lifting my bum further and further away from you, I begin to pull my legs to follow my body, as you grab my calf to a halt. You like me there, sitting on your neck. You like that you can feel so much and smell every secretion. You don't want me to go.
I touch your hand tenderly in assurance. I'm not leaving you. Just changing positions. And as you look to me, you see me lifting my shirt above my head, making you loose your grip.
I slide beside your body, bend my face to your ear and whisper, "I love you."
Bringing my mouth to your neck as I clean myself from your nape. The warmth of my tongue, on the now cooled wet spot, feels so good. It send shivers down your spine. A playful bite on your neck, brings you back to reality as I giggle and begin to rub you once more.
Fanning my fingers outward I draw circles up the sides of your back, inching my way closer and closer to your manly, massive shoulders. My most favorite part of all. Cupping my hands together I slap your back with loose fingers. Creating just enough pressure to ease the muscles below. Around your shoulders, down your your sides, unp on either side of your spine. I repeatedly whap you, finishing the motion with a warming efflurage along your body.
Kneading your trapezius between my firmly set fingers and the heal of my hand. Your tension is melting under my touch. Burning my hands down your biceps, and digging my fingers into your flesh. My body does the rise and fall, and you can feel me, now naked, on the small of your back.
I lean in close to you, reaching for the oil I left at your head. The soft flesh of my breasts presses on you as I stretch across you, and you can feel them squishing under my pressure.
The oil is now cold, and rather than pour it on you, causing you freeze, I pour it on myself. Drizzling it across my chest, my abdomen, and down my neck, as you turn your head and watch the glistening, wet oil show.
Placing the bottle beside my feet, I reach to my chest and begin to heat the oil by rubbing into my own skin. The candles flickering light reflecting off my body, as I molest myself for your pleasure, a trickle of oil leading down to the cavern between my thighs.
Rubbing myself repeatedly, you are able to turn your head just enough to see that my pussy is emanating with juices, and you see just how much I'm turned on.
You want some of this. The naked woman sitting on top of you, who only lives to please you. Whatever the task may be.
I can feel you trying to turn to me, and I use my full body to hold you in place. Now pressing into you with my chest. Sliding down your body with mine. I kiss you as I go, with a slight pressure, tracing the path of my torso with my chin.
Rubbing my face allover your back, you can feel the lust burning in me. I lick the small of your back, following the silhouette of your ass cheeks, as I spread them apart and dive in...
More to follow...
Maybe?
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Nothing But Smooth Shaving Ahead...
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Posted:May 22, 2010 10:25 am
Last Updated:Nov 11, 2010 4:33 pm
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I was just kicking around the A/L and every once in a while, someone asks a real question, and I give them a realanswer
The guy was having issues with bumps after shaving his wang, and over the years I've developed a little shaving system that has worked wonders for me personally 
So here it is, in all it's glory,
How I keep my Pussy Pretty:
1. ONLY SHAVE WHEN U HAVE TO! Don't shave unless you have a date. Or you know that there will be at least a week until your next date. Shaving too much can over sensitize the skin. Between dates, keep the area trimmed, but not smooth shaven, instead. This will make it easier to remove all of the unwanted hair when it is actually necessary to be at your softest.
2. EXFOLIATE FIRST! The bumps you're seeing (Razor burn, some people call it) are actually tiny hairs trapped under a thin layer of skin. They are are on the verge of becoming ingrown, and a big pussy mess if not tended too correctly. Between shavings, use an exfoliation product, such as a grainy scrub, loofa, or pumice stone to lightly remove that thin layer of skin, which is trapping the hair inside their follicles. DO NOT Do this every day, as over exfoliation can tenderize the area, making your problem worse! Once every 3 days is enough, and if you find it to be too much, try only once a week.
3. JUST SAY NO: To Shaving Creams & Balms! Shaving Creams and Shaving Balms are not formulated for that super sensitive area. Neither are soaps or shampoos. Once you have exfoliated the area and are getting ready to shave, a very slight application of high quality moisturizing body wash, or sensitive formula facial cleanser should be used to add slip to the shaving process and help your razor glide across the skins surface. These types of 'cleansers' will achieve a smooth shave with out over drying or irritating the skin.
4. Shave 4 U vs. Shave 4 HER: Sometimes you want to feel the softness of freshly shaved skin while masturbating, or you may just enjoy the nude feeling while walking around, that bareness under your clothes. If you're shaving soulfully for your own purposes, shave in the direction of hair growth (usually for most people, this means shaving in a downwards motion) This will give you a smooth surface to the touch and have minimal irritation for both your skin and the hair follicles. When you are shaving for a date and require the ultimate softness to the touch: USING A FRESH BLADE ONLY!!! Shave against the hair growth (in an upwards motion) Holding the skin tight, so that the fresh razors BLADE can catch each and every bit of hair protruding from the follicle.
5. Baby the Area Though the pubic area is piece of your body, once you begin to shave there, you should really start treating it more like your face. No you needn't cleanse tone and moisturize twice a day, etc... But exfoliating regularly (2x- 3x a week) using a gentle cleanser both while shaving and in between shaves, and using a mild facial moisturizer that has some hydrating and mild exfoliating factors are a good way to go and will help keep all your bumps and blemishes under control. Look for a facial moisturizer that has ingredients like: uric acid, salicylic acid, lialynic acid and/or retinoll. These ingredients both hydrate and exfoliate the skins surface. Stay away from: peppermint, Bees wax, isoprophyl alcohol, and parabens in high doses. The ingredients can either over dry the skin, clog the pores or both. My personal favorite moisturizer to use is 'Oil of Olay Regenerist' highly hydrating and lightly exfoliates, with a wonderful non greasy feel/smell.
I understand that not everyone needs to take such care in their pubic shaving regime, but I personally have supper sensitive skin and this is my own routine tried, tested and true.
I hope this helps you as much as it's helped me over the years
Happy shaving!
I guess going by the way I baby my Pussy and the Products I use, this would give new meaning to Olay's Slogan:
Luv The Skin You're In 
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Lay Your Hands on Me
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Posted:May 21, 2010 4:31 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2010 8:05 am
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As I sit here all alone, looking down at my laptop, resting on my things. My feet propped up on my tool box, my stilettos resting on it's edge. My skirt is around my hips and I can see my pussy peeking out at me, begging to be touched, licked and consumed by you in every way, shape and form...
Mt tank red top is hanging on my baby blue bra, and my heaving tits look so firm and plush right now. I wish you had your hands on them, caressing them, tickling them slightly with your hands embrace.
If I close my eyes and let my mind open, I can feel the sensation of you standing behind me, running your fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp and knowing that I am YOURS...
As you bend down and breath me in deeply, I am comforted by your proximity, and turned on at the same time. Your hands are pure heaven, as they cascade through my mind, finding their way deep into my heart....
You pull my hair to the side and bite my neck, sending shivers through my body, I moan in delightful agony as I suck my teeth "shtt" and breath out a sigh of relief as you release your jaw from my jugular.
I look at you out the corner of my cut eyes, and you look deep into me and see that I want you so badly. My hunger for you is a total turn on, and you grab my hair, tight in your fist and kiss me so deeply on the mouth, it steels my breath away.
My pussy is literally melting with from the stimulation of your kiss. My heart is fluttering with delight and anticipation. As you pull back your head from mine, you see my tits massive in my shirt, and begging for your touch. Still holding my hair in your right hand, you cup your left hand and dive into my bra, squeezing my flesh and rubbing your groin in the back of my neck.
I can feel your cock hard in your pants. Its perfect shape is firm against my skin and I want so much- you know I do, and that makes you all the more excited.
You trace the meat of my tits across my clavicle bone, and up to my neck. Tenderly you caress my jawline and I crook my head a little bit to allow you more access as I nestle in closer to your touch.
My head swooning, I so love it when you touch me...
You tell me to turn my chair around, and as I do, you begin to open your pants. You know just what I want. It's time to feed your slut and the hungry beast that lives inside her.
My eyes sparkle with delight and a huge smile comes across my face as I let out an "mmm...." peering up into your eyes from my little plastic chair.
It's hard for me, but I wait like a good lil girl while you fish your meat out of your pants. I'm ready to feed and the seconds are an eternity, as you struggle with your manhood and bring it up to my wanting lips...
I open my mouth wide, but you tease me with it. Putting just the tip of your cock at my lips outer most edge, and when I lean forward to get a taste, you pull it back from me. Still holding me steady by my soft, blond hair.
"Ohhh..." I moan, begging you with my eyes, "Please!"
I continue to plead. "Please let me have it 'Daddy' I've waited so long!"
My frustrated pout spread across my face, you love watching my reaction to the denial of your cock.
As you bring it in towards me, I smile. Thinking I'm gonna get it, but never quite sure, because I know how you are...
You pull my head to the side by my hair HARD, and gently you place your cock at my ear and begin to let its softness run down my face. My expression is one of complete desire and lust. As I can feel the seeping of your precum oozing out next to my nose, "Ahhhh.." I breath, as you pass it over my lips.
I stick out my tongue to taste you and quickly you slap my face.
I look at smiling and shocked. I giggle as my smile gets brighter.
I find your erotic torture tantalizing and you know I love each and every minute of it!
You position yourself at my face again, and hold your cock out for my service. I look up to you, and I know damn well you're not gonna give it to me. You know I know, and we both smile at the game- lol
You look at your cocks head and say, "Look!"
As you force out some clear sweet fluid from he tip, you know I wanna be all over that, and I lurch for it quickly trying to get it in my mouth.
Cut short again, by your grasp on my hair, "AWWWWwwww!!!!" I cry out, desperation beginning to well inside me.
"PLEASE!" I beg you, both smiling and sexually frustrated, "Please! Just let me lick it! I wanna taste you SO BAD! Please!"
You smile, "Stick out your tongue" you whisper to me.
I stick out my tongue as you pass the edge rim of your cocks head along it, you see me sigh a slight relief.
"mmm..." I moan as the tiny bumps of your heads ridge start to give way to the smooth passing of the underside of your lusciousness. Knowing that soon that sweet dripping pre cum will be running on my taste buds...
You lean in and watch the outer corners of my mouth begin to pull into an open mouthed smile. Just as I'm able to taste the slightest bit of your juices, you spit in my mouth and laugh at the WTF? look on my face- lol
"Mother Fucker!" I yell playfully pissed at what you just did, and laughing my ass off at my own stupidity for falling for your tricks.
Once you regain your own composure, you say, "You're a mother- should I fuck her?"
"Yeah sure," I say confused, "but first let me suck you off- please! I'm dying to taste you. To have you in my mouth. I wanna feel you stuffing my face before you stuff my ass baby."
"Get up!" You order me as you pull me by the hair. Out of my chair and begin to push my body around, and over the table.
"No! Wait! Lemme eat you 'Daddy' PLEASE!"
"Shut up!" you command, bending me over the table. "Be a good a little cock sleeve, and let me use your ass to whack off."
"Ohhhh..." I moan. Bent over and getting ready to endure your massive meat in my tight little hole.
My pussy is so wet from your teasing that it's actually dripping strands of clear goo. You grab a hand full and feed it to me with your fist, as you push yourself deep inside my body.
My muffled cries and panting get you hot. The sensation of my moist insides tight around your cock, feel so good. Jabbing me with your throbbing spear, you pierce yourself into me vigorously. Stuffing your , and filling her with a massive load of your cum.
As you pull yourself out and away from me, I squeeze my insides forcing your seamen to fall to the floor. Thick blobs of whiteness, a mix of the both of us, streaming from between my legs and onto the cold concrete below...
I turn and look at you, pouting, angry that I didn't get to taste you, not even for a second. As my lower lip droops down, you laugh and say, "Awww poor baby... Did you really wanna taste me that bad?"
"Yes!" I say in a childlike manor.
"OK," you tell me, placing your hands at my waste and lifting me up to the table we just fucked on. Spreading my legs with your massive forearms, you hold my hand and guide it between my thighs. Into my pussy and together we extract a mess of fluid.
"Here," you say to me pathetically, "You can taste me all you like. Eat me out of your snatch and prepare your pussy for my next cum dump."
You watch me as I sit on the table, legs spread wide, scooping our juices out my cunt and trying desperately to eat as much of you as I possibly can...
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Ivanna B a Bad Girl! (a fierce BDSM tale)
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Posted:May 20, 2010 7:48 am
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:4 am
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Well after a lot of heart ache and head aches, me and my X have decided to give it one more shot. But first there was a penance to be paid for all the trouble and all the pain.
Though the fighting was mutual, I caused most of the trouble  (yeah, I know, I'm a brat like that)
So I did my best to endure him and his punishment, he's got such a devious mind, I couldn't help but wonder what was gonna happen next?
Here's what did happen, in all it's heated glory:
I couldn't believe we were finally gonna be seeing each other again. It had been so long (almost a year) and so much had happened between us, and to us, that it was truly anyone's guess as to how it would end...
I got to the hotel and BBM'd him the room number. He told me to get all slutted up. I knew just how like me too. My long blond hair, curly and wild, perfect makeup, a slutty hot pink and black teddy and my big black thing high boots. I was picture perfect and ready for him to cum...
The minutes seemed like hours, as I wanted and waited for him to get there. Our room was on the main floor, facing the parking lot, so I was constantly looking out the window, to see if had arrived. I felt like a dog, sitting there panting, my heart fluttering. I was so excited to see him, I was shaking the entire time I was getting ready too. I could hardly apply my mascara. I was shaking and sweating so much. I was excited, nervous and a bit scared- I wanted him so badly, it was hell while I waited... or so I thought. Little did I realize though, that hell was coming with HIM & my punishment.
Laying on the bed, having a smoke, I began to text him again, as I did, the door opened and there he was. Right before my eyes, at last, the man I crave so much.
I was so happy to see him. I knew I was in for punishment, but I couldn't help but smile. He smiled slightly too, though he was trying to hide it. Trying to remain sollom and serious, because I had been a very bad girl.
My eyes shone bright at him from across the room, I leaned over and put my smoke out instantly. He came towards me, and I had the biggest smile, I couldn't stop it- no matter how much I tried...
As he came to face me, I said "Hey baby" Only to be silenced with a slap to the left side of my face.
"You fucking bitch!" he said with another slap across my right cheek.
I sat there silently, taking it slap after slap. I knew this was going to happen, we had talked about it before. He was angry, he was hurt and he wanted to hurt me physically for all the things I did to him emotionally.
I was willing to take it. I'm not a pain , but if it would settle the score, I would do my best to endure...
Despite my efforts I was beginning to cry.
"So," he said, "you're gonna cry now? Just like you always do?"
"No." I mumbled, trying to hold back the tears.
"Yes you are." he said, snarlling at me, "You're gonna cry like the little bitch you are. Because you always cry don't you? Go on.. Cry."
I tried to hold strong, but he bellowed "CRY!" and than I couldn't hold it in any longer. I was sobbing hard, not from the pain, or the humiliation, but at the fact that he was so angry and hurt. I felt ashamed for having been so bad to him in the past. I cared for him so much, I only wanted to love me back. I was hurt because I hurt him, not because he was hurting me, and he pushed me back onto the bed, I wondered what was going to come next?
He straddled my chest, and looked me straight in the eyes, "You wanted this," he said heatedly, "You wanted me to come here and beat you up- remember?"
"yes." I strained.
"Why did you want me to this to you?" he asked, "Because you know you deserve it- right?"
"yes.."
"Say it! Say you deserve this!"
"I deserve it..."
"Now I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you and show you just how much pain you put me through"
I asked him not to touch my face, I had to go home after this. He didn't say yes or no, but I knew he wouldn't. I trusted him completely. I always trusted him, from the first day we met. There was something about him, something I've never experienced before- Love at first sight? If there is such a thing, that would be what it was. But whatever it is, I can't explain, I just feel it & I always have...
Still straddling my body, he began slapping my tits, "Who the HELL do you think you are... treating me like that?"
SLAP!
"Who the hell do you think you are, humiliating me the way you did?"
SLAP!
"Who are you- huh? Tell me? Who the Fuck do you think you are?"
"no body..." I managed to moan out.
He grabbed me by the hair and wrestled my head up off the bed, "What did you say?"
"No Body!" I said, louder this time because I know he wanted to hear it.
"That's right your no body." He got up and walked towards the door. I lied on the bed waiting to see what would happen next. Would he walk out on me or was there still more to come?
I could hear him the bathroom playing with the plastic cups, so I knew what was coming next...
I lied there on the bed, a million thoughts running through my mind. I kept my eyes closed, still sobbing, until he came new to me. Than I looked at him, ready fro more as he said, "Are you thirsty? You wanna drink?"
I closed my eyes and turned my face towards the ceiling, "Just pour it on me." I said in a flat cold voice. I knew he was gonna do this kind of stuff to me. I knew I was in for pain and humiliation as soon as I entered the room.
Cold water came crashing on to my face. I went to take a breath and another cup was thrown at me. I wasn't expecting 2, and that second one kinda shocked me.
I just lied there limply as he slapped me again, ripped down my shirt and began to squeeze my nipples way too hard. Grabbing tit full in his hand, he mashed it in his palms as I cried out in pain. He told me to shut up. I did. He came on to the bed beside me, and held my tit again, firmed his grip and lifted the weight of my upper torso off the bed by my boob.
It was painful for sure, but not overwhelmingly so. It was incredable to experience that sensation, i think I may have even liked it a bit?
But than it was back to the nipple torture- something I just can't handle very well. Slapping, twisting and turning my nipples, biting them harder and harder. I was screaming as he covered my mouth. It was pure agony and I hated every minute of it.
This what he wanted to see. Me in pain, true pain, and begging for mercy.
He stopped, grabbed my hair and bent me forwards, ass in the air, face hard into the bed, and began slapping and punching my ass.
Beating and teasing me, asking me questions I'll not get into here. He was angry about everything that happened in the past and he was finally getting his own twisted justice for the things I did and said.
I was crying harder, the pain of the blows were making me flinch and cry out, but my tears were tears of emotional pain inside me. I was crying as I had many times before, for all the pain I caused him, and now it was my turn to hurt...
He sat back onto the bed and had me kiss his feet and beg for his forgiveness. I did it willingly and whole heartedly. Something I've never done, nor will will ever do again, for any other man.
He looked at me and said, "Remember you said once, you're not scared of me? Are you scared of me now?"
"No." I replied.
He jumped from the head and onto my chest, grabbing my throat and covering my mouth. "Are you scared of me Now?"
"No."
With more anger than I'd seen since the time he walked in, he shook me and pressed harder on my neck and my face, trying to make his point. "Are you Scared of Me NOW?"
Me eyes cold and dead, I looked into his and moved his hand from my mouth just enough to say, "I'm not afraid to die."
He pushed me over and off the bed, to the floor...
I had come so close to death so many times that I wasn't afraid of it- at times I actually welcomed it. I knelt there beside the bed crying so hard, because I was so sad and sorry. I just wanted everything to be over. But it was far from done...
He got up and went over to his jacket, he came back with a roll of electrical tape and told me to sit down. I sat there with my hands behind my back, while he bound my hands with black tape. as much as I wished he wouldn't, I knew he was gonna attack my tits again. The one pain I just can't handle- no matter how hard I try. I just can't endure it!
He ripped my dress, threw me backwards and began to rip off my panties. I just lay there limp and let him rip whatever he wanted. I wasn't gonna fight him on anything. This was his day, his turn to make it all right on his end.
he took the torn panties and stuffed them hard into my mouth. He wrapped his hands around my neck and began to squeeze hard. I didn't know if I was going to pass out or something, but I lied there willingly, taking whatever punishment he felt I deserved.
Then the pain as he began on nipples again. OMG The pain seared through me like fire! My already over sensitive nipples where being bitten so, so hard. He went from one to another as I lay there screaming, choking and no one able to hear me at all. It was getting to be too much. I couldn't take it anymore, so I started fighting back, begging him "Please, Please, Stop!" through my panties and asphyxiated throat.
He wasn't stopping. this was what he wanted to see me in agony and fighting back. He wanted to be able to force me into suffering. He wanted to see the fear and torture in my eyes, my body, and my mind...
That was it- I couldn't do it anymore, I ripped through the tape, and brought my hands up to his around my neck and my nipples. I wrenched his teeth from my tit and kept both my breasts covered with my hands and arms. His one hand still wrapped around my throat. I didn't care if he chocked me, if I passed out I would be able to feel the pain. It was the pain I couldn't take, not the rest.
When he could see that I wouldn't move my hands from my chest to stop him from chocking me, he gave in. He let go picked me up, flipped me over, and began punching me in the ass HARD!
Statement after statement, all the things I had done to him were being purged in to my fleshy cheeks. It was all coming out now. His pain was my agony and I was gonna take as much as I could while he cleansed it all from his mind and heart.
He got up and sat on my face. Told me to eat his ass and I did.
He asked me if I had any lube? I said yes and thought he was gonna fuck me in the ass next. I was so scared he would. I hadn't had anal sex in well over a year, nor had I done any anal preparation for our meeting. His cock is HUGE, at least 4" in girth, and it would hurt like hell, but I was gonna try and take it, if that's what he wanted to do...
"I know what you're gonna do" I said.
"No you don't" he replied.
"I hope not," I through back, "You're so big, it'd hurt like hell if you did."
When I came back with the lube, he had his butt plug out and that's what he was up to...
He lubed it up and stuck it in his ass. he loved this thing, because it gave him intense orgasms, and though I had never seen it, I wanted him to use it with me so I could watch him cum...
He told me to suck his balls while it was in there, I did it with pleasure. He has the most increadable cock and balls in the world- I could suck him for hours on end.
He pulled the plug out of his ass and told me to clean it. I paused only briefly. I had never done any kind of ass to mouth before, and I wasn't into it at all. But I was into him, and this was my day of slavery- so I did it with a smile.
He flipped my booted legs up to his chest. I wasn't sure what for torture was coming next? Was he gonna bite my toes or something? I couldn't imagine? But as he removed my thigh highs boots and stockings, he lied on the bed face down and told me to give him a massage.
He said that now that I had punished, the rest depended on if i could make him good or not?
I'm professionally trained in massage and aesthetics, so I wasn't worried about my massage skills. But I had always wanted to make him feel good, and I found it frustrating that I never could before. Now was my moment to show him I could be more than just a fuck toy, I could be everything he wanted and needed in life too.
I rubbed him, as I sobbed, hopping that I wasn't hurting him. I have a tendency to make people feel pain, even while massaging. I have very strong hands.
"At least your good at something." He said.
"I'm good at a lot of things" I whimpered...
The rest of the day is very personal and emotional. Suffice it to say, we made up for the last time. Hopping this will be the one that LASTS!
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'Til I CUM
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Posted:May 17, 2010 9:19 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 7:4 am
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I don't know about the rest of you, but sometimes this 'dating thing' can be a very daunting task
Like how's a girl to choose a man these days? There's so many variables and unique things that go into what you could be looking for/willing to try.
I dunno?
I've recently found myself torn between a few prospects, 3 actually, maybe 4? (I just added a new yummy hard bodied Adonis to my hot list- so... )
But I mean what I would like to have, as stated on my profile, is a man who wants to share me with the world and go on wild sexual adventures with. Lusting and pleasing as many people as we can reach...
Finding such a man though, has proven more difficult than I originally thought. So the next best thing: an awesome friendship with amazing sex & laughter, would be nice. Or even a summer romance, with hot sexual pleasured indulgences all around, combined with a little bit of lighthearted fun n' frolic perhaps?
Who knows?
One night stands, are totally blah to me anymore though. Meet, fuck, goodbye- great...
Like, you can only do that so many times before it really starts to lose it's luster. 
I love anonymous sex and stuff, but I'm really more into sharing those encounters with someone else WITH me, instead of going out on my own all the time.
I get a lot of guys who wanna hook up, and yeah that's cool- but I want a guy who wants to fuck me all over town and use me everywhere, with everyone he chooses for me to service! Now That's Hot! Mmmm....
I wanna watch him fuck another woman, help him get off and get her off too. I want to be a tag team of sexual fantasy and lust...
Damn it man- are you out there?
lol
Just my thoughts for the night
Gnite
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Fuck My Skull- Not My Head
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Posted:May 16, 2010 6:51 pm
Last Updated:May 21, 2010 3:32 am
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There's definitely something very erotic about a guy pounding his cock into my open mouth. Holding me still while fucks my face, gagging me and making me sputter, barely able to breath...
It's Fuckin Hot as Hell!
But what's so not cool, is when people fuck with your head and your emotions.
Like, it's much easier to get me into bed, than it is to get into my head, and ergo my heart...
I dunno? I've met a lot of great guys from here and a few other sites as well. But I'm not looking to fuck everyone that offers me their cock. I'm looking for a special guy to keep for my very own.
Being a stay at home doesn't give me many options to meet people, so I depend on online dating to meet perspective BF's and Lovers- but the bull shit that people play, can just get to be a bit overwhelming from time to time- don't you think?
I'm a bit pissed off that I got played again, but in a few days I'll be ready to jump back on the saddle and on to another cock, ready for the fuck of a life time- lol
I think it would be great to find someone to have some real fun with over the summer, but I'm not gonna settle for just anyone either. There has to be an attraction, both physically and emotionally. I want a lover and a friend. Not just a ready to service cock on the run
So this is just a little something to say:
I'm back on the market and if you wanna fuck my skull, my pussy, or my ass I'm totally cool with that. But if you're looking to fuck my head or my heart- please PISS OFF!!!!
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In The Garden Of Eden
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Posted:Apr 24, 2010 7:22 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2010 4:39 am
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The are both away right now, and when they're gone and I get to feel the warmth of the sun on my skin, I just can't help but think sexy thoughts while I work away in the garden.
As I toil and tool away, I find so many little things that would be perfect for a man to do....
A big strong man, sweating away in my yard. Digging up my patio stones and resetting them while I work along side him sweating it up and getting dirty both inside and out.
I love watching men work with their hands, and the dirtier they get the better!
I could see us back there, doing something like that. Chillin' workin' and taking long breaks that are even hotter than the burning of your muscles, from working so hard...
As you're digging shit up, shirtless, I can each of your muscles flex and extend as you go.
I on the other hand, sneak into a patio chair for a naughty solo break, watching you from behind as you grunt and wipe the sweat from your brow....
You hear a slight moaning from behind, and turn around to see me sitting in the chair spread eagle. A hand in my pants and another cupping my breast from the outside of my shirt.
I look straight at you with hunger in my eyes and breathlessly annouce, "Break Time!"
With a quick, "Yes mam!" you've already darted by my side. Lifted up my shirt and began sucking on my huge fleshy tits, while I continue twidling my button. You kiss me deeply, we both feel so excited at this moment. I pull my hands from my pants and wrap both my arms and my legs around you, while kissing you passionately and running my fingers across your hot sweaty scalp. Clawing slightly at the back of your neck, just to hear you groan.
I look fiercely into your eyes and say, "Stand up for me."
You stand and I begin wrestling with your belt instantly. You know what I'm gonna do.
"what about your nieghbours?" you say.
I think fast and reply, "Grab the umbrella behind you and hold it over my head, so they can't see us!"
We both have a giggle as you've now raised more the umbrella. Your cock is gorgeous, massive and glistening with juice.
"Aw baby, I'm all sweaty." you say.
"Don't worry," I say as I grab my glass, "I'm gonna wash it for you."
I take a sip of cool lemonade, and slip my mouth carefully around the tip of your cock. Letting your own body pressure spread my lips apart as you enter my mouth, my hot lips and the cold fluid makes you shiver slightly, but the sensation just feels to good to stop now.
As I bob my head along your shaft, you can feel the liquid beginning to warm, I spit it into my hands, so I can rinse some of my own dirt off and you laugh at me for being so silly and gross.
"Here," you say reaching for the ice cold pitcher,"Lemme help you with that!"
I hold out my hands to get them sticky clean, you pour the juice all over them. And then, like a brat, you splash it all over my shirt so you can get a better look at my titties and make me squeal with the feeling of the cold icy mess.
I squeak with cool pleasure. You can see that I'm gonna slap you on the ass. You quickly grab my wrist and twist me up and around in one swift motion. dropping the umbrella to the ground.
You like having me like this, wet, horny and from behind.
Some nasty banter between us. "Were you gonna smack my ass?"
"Uhuh!" I say with a big giggle and smile.
" Oh, Yeah!" You say, "watch what I'm gonna do to yours- tough girl!"
You push me down to the grass and from behind me, begin to undo my pants to pull them down over my ass.
"THE NEIGHBORS!" I squeal.
"Shit!" you say as you reach for the umbrella and slam into the dirt beside us firmly so it's standing above our bodies. "Almost forgot."
You pull down my pants and see my full ass cheeks sticking out, wanting to feel you pumping and bouncing on them, it's like they're calling to you...
"Mmmm.." you moan as you lean in an bite my ass playfully. Stealing a quick smell of my pussy while you're down there. "Fuuuccckkkk!" you say out loud. You're dying to get inside me, I'm just as eager to have you fill me. My ass is literally bouncing around waiting for you to pounce.
"Hold still," you laugh, "My hands are all dirty, I'm gonna try and just slip it in."
"Oh." I say with a giggle and a blush.
My pussy's so wet and hot, it takes no time at all to find were you belong.
Once you get in to my hole you begin to pump your self fast and deep into my body as I begin to paint with delight on the ground.
repeatedly thrusting, until you're ready to blow a nice creamy load all over my ass...
So wanna cum help me in the garden?
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