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Posted on 07.07.08 @ 12:16 pm
Remember me confessing I am a compulsive masturbator? I did something that I know I should probably be ashamed of but I am not.
A few months ago my son was in the hospital for a routine surgery. He was only in for a few days and everything was fine.
He had one other person sharing his room because my ex was too cheap to get him a private room and I couldn’t afford one. The kid sharing the room was 16, I knew how old he was because he had his birthday the first day my son was there. He didn’t look 16, let me tell you. He had brown, long hair and a couple of piercings in his lip and eyebrow. He had already grown himself a goatee and he looked at least 5 years older than what he actually was.
When they were ready to take my son in for his surgery, the nurses were giving his roomate a sponge bath. I tried not to look but they had left the curtain open a little bit. He was naked, the covers were off him and he had such a hot body I couldn’t help but look. He was well defined, small little nipples and a few stray hairs on his chest. He had a line of dark pubic hair going from his belly button to his crotch. When I looked I couldn’t believe my eyes. That kid was sporting a huge cock. He wasn’t hard, but even soft it was very thick looking. I know I gasped because my son asked me what was wrong.
I recovered a bit and I tore my eyes away from the roomate. I told my son it was just a sigh and talked to him. I felt horrible because I was supposed to be thinking of my son but all I could think about was that naked thick cock in the bed beside me.
At that point, a nurse came into the room and told my son he had to soak in a special tub for an hour and she would bring him back here when he was done.
I said goodbye to my son and before he was even out of the room, I was looking back through that curtain. That cock was so thick and all I could think about was licking it and seeing how hard and big it could get.
Soon the nurses were done and left. Through the curtain I could see the kid. He had the covers back on him and his hospital gown back on. His eyes were closed so I assumed he was going to sleep.
The room had a private bathroom and I went in there to pee. When I wiped, my pussy juice made me so slippery. I knew with the layout of the room, I could see the roomies bed from the bathroom door.
I opened the door really quietly and went to the curtain surrounding his bed. I opened it a little more than the crack it was already. I tried being as quiet as I could and he didn’t move so I didn’t think he could see me. I went back to the bathroom and had a clear view of him. His eyes still seemed to be closed.
I lifted up my skirt and took off my panties. They were soaked from being so horny. I put my left foot up on the sink, pussy completely bare and accessible. I looked at that 16 year old boy and started rubbing my clit. I knew it was wrong, I knew I shouldn’t do it, but I didn’t care. He was young and beautiful.
His hand moved to his cock slowly, like he was sleeping and going to scratch. I know I moaned a little bit when I saw that. His hand kept moving over his cock, slowly rubbing it with his whole hand. I know I whispered “Oh my god!” I hoped he didn’t hear me. My eyes were so focussed on his cock I didn’t see his other hand opening the curtain some more. When I looked up, I saw he was staring right at me.
I know what I should’ve done. I should’ve apologized, stopped, closed the door. But I didn’t. I looked right in his young face and licked my lips. My hand was rubbing fast now, my pussy was slimy with my juices. He pulled the blanket down and his hospital gown up. His cock sprang out and was sticking almost straight up. His eyes were on my hand rubbing myself. When I saw that magnificent cock without thinking I shoved two fingers deep in my pussy. I heard him groan and saw his cock jump.
He was stroking fast now, just like I was finger fucking myself fast too. The faster he jacked off, the faster I fucked myself. With my other hand I spread my pussy lips wide so he could see better. I hear him say “oh fuck!” then he started unloading all over himself.
I was amazed at how much that young cock shot. Seemed like he shot over four times and I saw one splash land on his face. I started cumming right away I soon as I saw that . I came hard, my body was shaking and my knee almost buckled.
He smiled at me and closed the curtain.
I knew what I just did was wrong but I consoled myself by saying I didn’t touch him so I everything was ok. When I got out of the bathroom, I sat on the chair beside my son’s bed, away from the roomie’s, I could hear him snoring.
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Posted on 07.03.08 @ 12:33 pm
Before I met my rich husband, I was in beautician’s school. My first job was at a department store applying makeup to ladies too lazy to do it themselves or ones who looked like Tammy Faye if they did it themselves.
I was 21 and very good at my job. I met my husband’s first wife there. She was a rich bitch who came in every Saturday morning. After meeting me, he started coming with his wife. I wouldn’t flirt verbally with him, but my eyes and body language let him know I wanted him.
When I first saw him, I wondered what the hell he was doing with the ice bitch. He’s very tall, 6’7 and very thin. Not where it counts though. He has a thick cock, not that I knew that right away. I’m moving ahead of myself. His hair was greying at the temples, and when I first saw him he had slight stubble. He was dressed casually but expensively.
I had never been attracted to a white man before, but he was very handsome and confident.
I still remember his face the first time I truly let him know I wanted him. She was sitting in the chair, eyes closed and I was moving behind the chair to the other side. He was standing about a foot behind the chair so when I was moving between him and the chair, I deliberately brushed his crotch with my ass. Then I turned around and smiled at him. He looked uncomfortable and embarrassed like it was his fault. I backed up and did it again to him, my big booty rubbing up and down his zipper.
I moved back to his wife, looked at him and winked.
That’s when he smiled at me. His smile still gets me to this day. I smiled back and started working on the ice bitch’s right eyelid.
He was behind her so even if her eyes were open, she wouldn’t have seen him lick his lips. When he did that, I felt myself get immediately wet. He got one of his cards out of his wallet and handed it to me.
“Are you done yet girl? This is taking longer than usual,” the cunt said.
I didn’t answer her, instead shooting her the finger. He laughed. She opened her eye and I poked it with the brush. She complained and I told her if she didn’t open her eye it wouldn’t have happened. She called me insolent and I called her an uppity bitch.
She was furious and went to look for my manager.
“Why are you with such a bitch?” I asked him when she left. He told me her daddy was his business partner and she sucks good dick. “I’m surprised she stops bitching long enough to suck your cock,” I said. He laughed and said it didn’t happen often anymore. I told him that was a shame and she should learn how to share.
“Don’t worry. You don’t have to work here anymore,” and handed me a wad of bills.
“Call me this evening and we’ll have a late dinner,” he added.
“I know what I want to eat,” I said, with a smile. |
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Posted on 07.02.08 @ 12:18 pm
My neighbor is gone and he gave my parents the key to his house to keep an eye on things. He’s not all that hot, kinda normal looking.
Anyway, I was bored this morning and took the key to go in his house and snoop. Yeah, it’s wrong, but whatever. His house was trashed. He definitely has the bachelor slob thing going on.
I looked in his entertainment center to see if he had any porn. He does and it’s funny because they are all about young chicks. “Young girls fuck” and shit like that. I thought about how hot it would be to play with myself in his house while watching one of his porns. I wonder if he fantasizes about me when he’s watching that shit.
Anyway, I wanted to look around more before I did that so I went into his room. Fucking trashed. He didn’t even make his bed before he left. I lied on his bed and rubbed my pussy a little bit. I was still too curious to stop and play so I started looking in his drawers. Nothing all that interesting in there.
I went to his closet and right there on the floor was a plastic pussy!!! I couldn’t fucking believe it! It was under a blanket and a bag. I remembered exactly how it was laying there so I could put it back the right way. I picked it up and almost dropped it. It wasn’t plastic, it was almost jello-y. I know it’s not a word but you know what I mean. It felt real. It was really cool. It had a hole for the pussy and a smaller one for the asshole. I wondered which one he fucked more.
Then I started getting really horny thinking about what he must do with that thing. I wondered if he licked it or just fucked it. Like I said, it felt like skin. There was even a little clit. Without even washing it (which is kinda gross when I think about it now) I took it to the bed with me.
I put it on my bed then took off all my clothes. I lied back and grabbed it. I started rubbing it on my shaved pussy, back and forth, not up and down. I loved how it felt, really soft. And I liked how when I moved it from side to side it spread my pussy lips over and over. I kept rubbing it that way and soon my pussy was soaked. It was sliding really easily and making a squishing noise.
Every time I moved it, my cunt hole would open up a bit.
I kept thinking about him walking in and catching me doing that and it made me even hornier. I started moving it up and down, the thing’s clit going across mine. I have never fantasized much about women before but thought about how good it would feel having a real pussy rubbing and grinding against mine.
The clit was a little harder then most of it and when it went over my clit, it sent a shot deep in my pussy. I rubbed it harder and faster, thinking about him watching me, just standing there stroking his cock.
Then I started fantasizing about him coming into the room and asking me what I was doing. I thought about him coming over to the bed and stripping naked. I wanted him to call me a naughty girl for doing that in his bed. I kept playing him calling me that over and over and was about to cum but I stopped. I wanted this to last longer.
I stuck my finger in the cunt hole of it and played with my own hole. I was able to shove half my finger in my pussy, with the thing still on. I thought about him getting up on the bed and straddling my face. In my fantasy, he rubbed his cock on my lips and told me to open up. I opened my mouth and he shoved his cock in. Then he grabbed the pussy and started rubbing it really hard against mine. I opened my mouth for real, pretending his dick was really fucking my mouth.
When I thought about him saying “Your naughty mouth needs to be fucked for doing this in my house,” I started rubbing it against my clit really hard. I pictured him doing it, the sound of his breathing, the feeling of his cock filling my mouth. I couldn’t help it and started cumming.
I didn’t care how loud I was and it was so hot to be able to scream when I came. I’m going back tomorrow. He’s not supposed to be back till Sunday so I have a few days to play in his house.
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Posted on 07.01.08 @ 12:15 pm
My master told me I was to meet him at a motel at 1am last night. I asked him what he wanted me to wear and he said to dress like a slut.
I wore a very short, white, tight skirt with no panties and black fish net stockings. My garter belt was black too.I wore a black corset with small white polka dots. I wore the thigh high white fuck me boots my master bought me. I was feeling a bit embarrassed about how slutty I looked. I put so much makeup on, I didn’t really recognize myself. I put heavy black eyeliner on and fake eyelashes. My lips were a bright red.
When I walked into the motel room I was shocked to see a room full of people. There were 10 men and one other woman. It felt like someone punched me in the stomach because my master was on the bed, his cock down a girl’s throat. He met my eyes when I walked in. I closed the door and knelt immediately at the end of the bed until he told me what he wanted.
I kept looking away because I hated seeing another woman touch him. I know he can do what he wants but I want him all to myself. I tried putting myself in the right frame of mind by thinking if he was happy, I should be happy too.
The men were going from watching her swallow his cock to me kneeling there. Some of them had their cocks out, stroking. One kept staring at me. I didn’t meet his eyes.
“Stand up kitten,” my master ordered.
I stood up, looking at the floor, waiting for instruction.
“Bend over and touch your toes,” he said.
I bent over, knowing they could all see my bare, shaved pussy. There were some comments but I wasn’t paying attention. I was waiting to hear what my master expected of me.
“Strip.”
I turned around and while looking in my master’s eyes, I started taking my clothes off. First, I took my boots off, then my skirt. I stood naked, my master watching every move. I could feel my pussy juice starting to flow. When he smiled at me, I felt my knees get weak. I untied the ribbon holding my corset together.
“Leave your stockings on and lay on the bed on your back.”
I lied on the bed and he told me to lie with my head by the foot of the bed.
He pointed at the other girl and told the men, “This one needs to be used. I am going to fuck her first.”
He positioned her on top of me and she immediately buried her face in my pussy. He grabbed my legs and roughly spread them. She was licking too hard but I couldn’t say anything. Her pussy was in my face. She had big, swollen lips. Her clit was big too. It stuck out from her lips like a tiny cock.
“Suck her clit kitten,” he ordered.
I put my hands on her ass and pushed her down to my mouth. When my lips surrounded her big clit, she moaned into my pussy. The vibrations felt really good and my hips started moving into her face.
“Move your head,” I heard him say. I rested my head back on the bed and saw him approaching with his big, beautiful cock. I started whimpering, wanting it in my mouth. He knew what I wanted but ignored me.
“Spread her lips,” he ordered. I spread her thick, swollen lips and watched breathlessly as he thrust into her soaked pussy. She screamed and bit on my clit. I screamed too and tried to move away.
“Stop it! Lick my cock and her cunt,” he said. I stopped trying to get away and with the tip of my tongue I licked his cock and the outside of her cunt. Within seconds I was licking up her creamy juices. I kept my eyes open, watching his thick cock stretch out her cunt. His balls were slapping my forehead. I wanted to lick them and suck them but I did what I was told.
Her face was off my pussy and I heard her gagging. I know a man had his cock in her mouth. My face was wet from her cum.
“Suck her clit again,” he said breathlessly.
I wrapped my lips around her big clit and started to suck hard. Her moans were muffled by the cock she was sucking.
My legs were still spread wide when I felt a hand start to rub my pussy roughly. I moaned and whimpered, trying to get away. I felt a hand on my stomach, pinning me there. I don’t know how many fingers were shoved in my pussy but it hurt. I was whimpering when I heard my master say “Fuck her slow and deep.”
Immediately, the man started shoving his fingers in slow but very deep. The outside of my cunt stretched painfully but I didn’t complain.
I concentrated on sucking her clit. I sucked it into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. She jumped and moaned, so I did it again. She was gagging and moaning. My wet cunt didn’t hurt anymore and I started thrusting my hips to meet whoever’s fingers were fucking me.
“Fuck her hard now,” I heard my master tell the guy.
He slammed his fingers into me hard. I gasped and screamed.
“Don’t you stop sucking!”
I put her clit back in my mouth. It was hard to concentrate when the man’s fingers were slamming into me.
The girl was squirming and moaning louder and louder. My master fucked her hard, her juices were dripping onto my face. Next thing you know, it felt like someone poured hot water all over my face. At first I thought she peed but soon realized she squirted. I couldn’t open my eyes as her cum was pooled over my closed lids.
My master pulled out of her pussy and I instinctively opened my mouth. I felt his perfect cock push past my lips and slide into my mouth. Her cum was all over his cock, it was sweet and a little salty. I sucked him hard, swirling my tongue around it in the way he taught me. He didn’t take very long to cum. In maybe 10 strokes I felt his first shot shoot on my tongue. I swallowed it greedily, loving the taste of his load.
When he was finished. He told me to get up. I stood, eyes to the floor, waiting for instruction. He told me to get dressed and leave. As I was getting dressed, he told me I wasn’t allowed to wash her cum off my face until my morning shower. He used his fingers to clear her cum off my eyes then put his fingers in my mouth to clean them off.
“Such a good little kitten,” he said softly.
I whimpered and stood there, his approval doing more for me than anything else. |
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Posted on 06.27.08 @ 12:15 pm
I arranged with a friend to set a table aside for my bitch and I. He owns a very nice restaurant with a semi-private room for “special” customers.
When my friend seated the bitch, I grabbed his legs from under the table. I told him to shut up when he yelled from me startling him. The table linen was long so no one could see I was under there.
I arrived with my equipment about 15 minutes before the bitch got there.
I told him quietly if he made a sound he would be punished. With his quiet “Yes, Mistress” I began.
I unzipped his pants and took them down to his knees. His cock was already semi hard. I took my sounding rods out of their special case. The rods were specially made for me. The case had “Mistress Brianna” beautifully stitched on the lid.
He was getting harder as I squeezed his cock. I used some special lubricant and inserted the tip of the sounding rod into his hole. He jumped and groaned. I whispered harshly “If you move, it will really hurt and cause damage. Stay still!”
He was whimpering like the little bitch he loves to be.
I slowly inserted the rod another inch. It was now two inches deep. I would not go past “Cobbs Curve”. When I started moving it in and out, his whimpering turned to groans. He was a painslut and I knew this first time was hurting him. His cock was rock hard.
I let go of the sound when it was 4 inches deep. I reached into my bag again and pulled out 4 alligator clips. I watched with amusement as his cock moved up and down when he breathed.
I grabbed his scrotum, pulling down. He whimpered again as I stretched his sac as far as it would go without damaging him. I attached the first clip to the skin in the middle, right beside the vein. He yelped then murmured “Sorry my Mistress.”
I attached another clip an inch away, then let go of his sack. “Oh God!” he practically yelled.
Without pausing, I attached the other clip to his frenulum. He moaned loudly as the teeth bit into his sensitive skin. The scars on his cock were very noticeable when he was hard. I did not create all of the scars, only one, from the alligator clip. He begged me to lead him by his cock and that is how I did it, with a clip attached to a leash. He was too slow and the clip came off, taking a few layers of skin with it.
He was making the familiar moans and whines before an orgasm. I knew he wouldn’t cum without permission. I fucked his piss hole with that rod, pulling and releasing his ball sac.
He was muttering “Oh my god, oh my god,” over and over under his breath.
I slowly took the sound out and grabbed his hand. I told him to lick it clean. He jumped and said “Yes Mistress.”
While he licked it clean, I pulled the clips off him. There were beads of blood on his scrotum, but that would heal easily.
I asked if anyone was around, he said no, so I got up from underneath the table. I stared down at him and said “That was called sounding. We will continue to do that to stretch you out. I want you to be able to take the biggest sound in a month. Go under the table and fetch my equipment. That’s a good bitch.”
He came out from under the table, looked at his pants around his knees and back at me with a questioning look. I told him he could sit back down and pull up his pants.
I gave him the task of writing me an email to tell me what he liked about the experience, then I left. |
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Posted on 06.25.08 @ 12:16 pm
I was in another city for a conference. When I am away, I always try to find a Dojo where I can work out and spar.
There were 5 men in the dojo, no women.
I walked up to the man cleaning the gym equipment in the corner. All eyes were on me. I was dressed simply in spandex pants and a t-shirt. I do not bring my Gi with me. My hair was tied back in a bun and I wore no jewelry.
“I would like to speak with the Sensei please,” I said to the man cleaning the equipment. He smiled at me, condescendingly. I didn’t smile back.
“He is not here little lady, can I help?” he asked.
I was surprised at his disrespect in a Dojo. I asked him if I could spar and who might be a good candidate. He said “What about him?”. He pointed to the middle aged man practicing his stances.
“I need somebody better,” I replied.
He laughed and said to the man practicing his shizentai (ready stance) “Did you hear that? She wants someone better!”
“I want you,” I said, looking in the disrespectful asshole’s eyes.
He laughed again and I said, “If I win, you have to lick my pretty toes in front of all your friends.”
“And when I win?” he asked, leering.
“If you win, I will suck your cock in front of everyone here,” I replied calmly.
All the men were standing near us by now and were laughing.
I walked to the middle of the mat and waited, eyes closed.
Still laughing, the asshole walked to the middle of the mat with me and bowed sloppily.
“Hajime!” I said.
With that, I hit him with a Choku zuki ( a straight jab punch) to the nose. He yelled and checked his nose for blood. I waited for him to see the blood on his fingers. I watched what his reaction would be. He called me a bitch and came at me. He held me in a high tie up. I grabbed his tricep then from the inside I wrapped my arm around his upper arm. I popped him forward by stepping back and I pulled on his trapped arm in a hooking fashion. I instantly turned back into him and grabbed him by the head. I jumped up and swung my outer leg around his head. The downward arc of my body swung my shin across his back, pulling him down. I landed on my shoulders, still holding him with both my arms and my leg. I finished with triangle choke.
All this happened within 10 seconds.
His face began to turn purple, he was unable to breath.
“Give up?” I asked, my breathing normal.
He tried nodding his head but was unable to move. I let him go and quickly stood up to bow to him.
“I believe you lost the challenge,” I said calmly.
He was kneeling, trying to catch his breath. He crawled over to me and licked my toes. His tongue was dry, but I didn’t complain.
Before I left, I reminded all the men on the importance of respect, in and out of the Dojo. |
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Posted on 06.24.08 @ 1:46 pm
I’m not going to say how old I was when I first had sex. I’ll leave that to your imagination. Let’s just say an older friend of my brother’s, Broti, got me in bed. He had been trying for a few years but one night I was drinking with my brother’s friends.
He was always flirting with me and so were my brother’s other friends but I just ignored them. It was Broti I found sexy, not the other ones. We were sitting around the table, playing a drinking game and I was trashed. I told them all I had to get to bed or I was going to pass out at the table. Of course I was called a light weight and that I drank like a girl. I didn’t care, and I staggered my way into my room.
I don’t know how long I was sleeping when I heard Brodi telling me to wake up. I was still drunk but had slept off some of my buzz. I was happy he was there and without thinking, I pulled him down to kiss me.
As soon as he started kissing me, his hand was on my tit. He was a bit rough but I liked it. He pinched my nipples as he stuck his tongue in my mouth. When I told him I was a virgin, he was surprised.
“We can still fuck and keep you a virgin,” he said. I didn’t know what he was talking about but didn’t care. He stood up and took his clothes off. He roughly took my clothes off, popping a few buttons of my shirt. I didn’t care, I wanted to be naked with him. He stuck his cock in my face and told me to suck it.
I was a pretty good cocksucker back then. I was a virgin but sucked quite a few guys off. I deep throated his 7 inch cock. “Mmm suck it Andrea. I’ve jacked off thinking of this so many times. Take it down your throat,” he said. He fucked my mouth and with every thrust, my pussy got wetter and wetter.
I told him I wanted him to take my virginity but he said no. “What do you mean no? I know you want it,” I said, really confused.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he told me. I did it right away, my cute little ass in the air. Next thing I knew, I felt his tongue on my little asshole. I jumped a bit, I didn’t know if I liked it or not. He didn’t stop and it started feeling really good. He stuck his tongue in my ass and I felt his hand on my pussy. He was rubbing my clit and playing with my pussy hole. I was bucking against his tongue when I heard him say relax. I was relaxed when he stuck his finger tip in my slippery asshole. It kinda scared me and it hurt. He told me to stay still and started moving it slowly. It stopped hurting and started feeling really good.
I was moaning and so was he. He added another finger and kept fucking, he stretched me out good.
“I’m going to fuck your ass. That way you’ll still be a virgin,” he told me. I was a little nervous, but his fingers felt so good I agreed.
He knelt behind me and took his fingers out of my ass. He spit and I felt it slide down my ass crack. He rubbed his cock around my asshole, lubing it up. He started to push his cock in. It was thicker than his fingers, and I felt myself stretching. I hurt and I told him to stop. He said he would stop when it was in and he kept pushing. I screamed into my pillow when he got it through my tight sphincter.
He stopped to let me get used to his thickness. He started moving a tiny bit. Even with his small movements, my nerves were screaming. The pain and pleasure was overwhelming. I begged him not to stop and I felt myself starting to cum. I must have clamped down hard on his cock because I hear him say “Oh shit!”
He pushed his cock slowly until it was all the way in my ass. I was moaning and whimpering and babbling something. It felt so good it was almost too much. He ground his cock deep in my ass and I felt his balls covering my pussy. He pulled out, almost all the way and slowly filled me again. I started cumming again and he moved faster. I screamed loud and saw stars. It felt so good I thought I was going to pass out.
He fucked my ass deep and fast, his hands on my shoulders. He was breathing in my ear and whispering naughty things. He was calling me his little ass slut and telling me how good it felt taking my ass. He was pulling half out and slamming back in when he told me he was going to cum. Even though it hurt a little, I squeezed my ass around his cock.
“Oh fuck Andrea!” he whispered and pushed hard into my ass. He held it there and emptied his cock in my virgin ass.
After he collapsed on me, his cock still in my ass, I asked him if we could do it again. Even after I had had a cock in my pussy from another guy, we still fucked that way for years, until I left for university. |
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Posted on 06.23.08 @ 12:16 pm
Did you read about Mike coming to my room and fucking my ass cheeks? If you didn’t, read it.
I know I’m a cock tease. I love it. I love knowing a guy will jack off thinking about me and whatever I can do to make him want me, I will do. Without touching him of course.
I am a virgin and was planning on staying this way. I haven’t found someone sexy enough to fuck yet. Lots of guys want to, but I don’t get that tingly feeling I get when I am really horny and fantasizing.
Then, Mike moves in. I want his cock deep inside me. I want him to take my virginity and I would have no regrets. He is so sexy I am actually speechless around him. I always have my big mouth open, talking to guys, but I just sit and blush around him. It’s fucking ridiculous!
My parents went out to the store and my brother was at a friend’s place. Mike was swimming in the pool. I watched him from my window, my hand rubbing and pulling on my pussy lips. He got out of the pool and looked over at my window. I was standing there naked and I wanted to hide behind my curtain but I didn’t. I wanted him to come into my room, but I didn’t at the same time.
He made me nervous. I never feel nervous around guys, but him with I do. He stood there, water dripping off him, so fucking sexy. While he was looking at me, he grabbed his cock through his shorts. I moaned. He couldn’t hear me because the window was closed. “I want you so bad,” I said, knowing he couldn’t hear.
He stroked his cock, staring at me. I reached up and started playing with my hard nipples. I pinched and pulled them. I held my tits in my hands and squeezed them. He started walking toward my window. I didn’t move. He stopped a foot away from my window, hand on his cock, staring in my eyes.
I wanted to beg him to come in. I wanted to beg him to touch me, to kiss me, to lick me and to pop my cherry. But I didn’t say anything. He took his cock out of his black shorts and wrapped his big hand around it. He was so big and so hard. I looked at it and licked my lips, then looked up at his eyes.
I put my hands down to my pussy. I was so wet! I put my finger in my pussy and closed my eyes. When I opened them, he was looking at my hand. With my finger slimy from my juices I touched my clit. I moaned loud and I know he heard me. With my other hand I spread my lips. My clit was hard and sticking out. I rubbed it in little circles. I was staring in his eyes. My knees were so weak but I didn’t want to stop and sit or lay down. It was like I was under his spell.
He was stroking his cock so fast. The head of it was wet and shiny. I licked my lips again and started rubbing my clit faster and harder. He stopped and squeezed his cock hard. I was amazed when I saw him start to cum. His white jizz shot out of his cock onto the window. When I looked up at him and saw him still staring at me, I started to cum too. I closed my eyes tight and screamed. My pussy juice was running down my legs.
After a minute, I opened my eyes. The cum was cleaned off the window and I couldn’t see him anywhere.
I wondered if it was my imagination, but knew it wasn’t when I saw the water pooled on the patio a foot from my window. |
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Posted on 06.20.08 @ 12:17 pm
A little over a year ago I decided I wanted to get my clit pierced. There was only one place in town that did it and I made an appointment.
When I got there, I was the only one and the piercer was there, waiting for me. He was very good looking. He was tattooed, with long brown hair. He looked up at me and smiled when I walked in. So yummy.
Anyway, he walked me into a back room and handed me a hospital gown. He told me since I was wearing a skirt, to just take off my panties, lie down and he’ll knock before he comes in. I was nervous for a couple of reasons. First, I was so scared it was going to hurt, secondly, I was nervous about spreading my legs for this stranger. I gave myself shit for not thinking about all this before. I didn’t know where to put my panties, so I put them under my back when I lied down on the table.
He knocked on the door and walked in when I squeaked “Come in.” My voice wasn’t working very well. He told me not to be nervous and sat on a stool between my legs. I had my legs held tightly together. He told me to spread, he’s seen lots of pussy. I couldn’t and he put his hands on the inside of my knees and spread me slowly. God that was erotic. In spite of myself, I started getting wet. I hoped like hell he wouldn’t notice.
He asked if I knew the risks. I kinda jumped at that because I didn’t know the risks. He spread my lips wide and I know he could tell I was wet. He told me in a rough voice that my little clit, and he flicked it, could get nerve damage. When he flicked it, I jumped and moaned. He used his fingertip and started rubbing my clit gently.
It felt so damn good. I was starting to move my hips a little. “Piercing your clit can make you lose sensation right here,” he said, pinching my clit. I moaned and thrust into his hand. “Looks like you love your clit played with, it’s a shame to risk that,” he said, pinching it again. I knew if he kept doing that, I would cum. I wanted to, but didn’t want to feel embarrassed.
Next thing I knew, he stood up and put one hand on my stomach, pressing down, pinning me to the table. I tried sitting up and he pushed me back down. He used his forearm on my stomach and with that hand, he pinched my clit again. With his other hand, he plunged two fingers into my wet pussy. He fucked me hard, pinching my clit with his other hand. It hurt but in spite of that, I felt that familiar feeling growing inside. I was starting to buck uncontrollably and when I started to cum, I squirted all over his hand. He kept fucking and pinching until I stopped screaming.
He stopped and I thought he was going to ask me to suck his cock. He didn’t. My panties fell on the floor and he picked them up and threw them at me. He said, “You can get dressed now.”
I lied there, him outside the door and couldn’t understand what just happened. My clit hurt from him pinching me and my cunt was sore at the opening from not being ready for his big fingers.
I walked out of there still feeling confused about what just happened. |
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Posted on 06.19.08 @ 12:18 pm
I was asked how I got into “the domination thing”. First of all, it is not a “domination thing”. It is a way of life, a personality trait.
I have always been very dominant. I was the only female in a family of five. My mother died when I was very young. I had all the men in the house wrapped around my finger. I always got what I wanted and was very spoiled, though I deserved it. When I was four, my dad started me in martial arts and by the time I was ten, I was winning state championships.
Having that training did not make me aggressive, just assertive. I graduated high school at sixteen and finished my education ten years later.
Even the first time I had sex, I was in control. My first was a sparring partner at my dojo. He was good looking and worshipped the ground I walked on. He started to call me Mistress when I had him in a hold he could not get out of. That’s when I started to whisper in his ear. I told him if he could convince me of his devotion, he could be my first. He almost cried while telling me he would do anything I wanted.
I told him I would be very impressed if he got a tattoo with my name. Honestly, I didn’t think he would but the next week when we sparred, he told me to go easy on him as his back was sore. I asked why and he took his shirt off. Across his whole back he had MISTRESS BRIANNA. The word Mistress started at his left shoulder and ended at his right, my name was underneath, just as big.
I was not easy on him that day. I was the opposite and deliberately put him on his back countless times. The proof on his back made me feel even more aggressive than usual. We ended our match by him on his back and my knees on his shoulders. He looked into my eyes, then down to my pussy and licked his lips. My pussy jumped and I immediately got wet. I stayed in that position, knowing he would see a wet spot with my pussy getting wetter and wetter. I knew I soaked through when I heard him say “Oh God!” and seconds later looked up at me, pleading.
I told him to go shower and I would meet him outside.
I was waiting for him outside and laughed when he came running out the door, still pulling on his shirt. His cock was hard, I could see it through his shorts. It was a large bulge and I knew it would hurt when he fucked me. I could take pain and I wasn’t worried. I knew what I wanted.
I’m sure you want the details, but you are not getting them. Be disappointed, be pissed off, I don’t care. After my first man, every one after was my little bitch. Unfortunately, my first bitch died a few years ago. He was in another city, playing with a bitch who didn’t know what she was doing. She would cane and whip him, then not take care of the wounds. She also did not clean her equipment properly and used the same instruments on countless people without disinfecting. He died from a massive infection. She’s in jail now, I made sure of that. I sped up the process and she was convicted of involuntary manslaughter.
So to reiterate, it is not a “thing”, it is a lifestyle. I can no more be submissive to anyone than a leopard can change it’s spots. I like it this way and so does everyone else lucky enough to be in my presence. |
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