I couldn’t resist. V-day is almost here and I just love new lingerie. I stopped by the new VS store just to see what they had on display. Whoa, my pussy got wet just looking at the stuff. It was hotter than a panty boys dream in there. Even the cashier was looking good enough to eat in a bustier. She looked my body up and down and said she had just the thing for me. “It’ll make your man stand at attention.” she smiled. She led me down rows of silky lacy things. Matching bras and gartered surprises. Silk stockings in an array of colors. A smorgasbord of delights for the senses. Sultry perfumes. Mmmmm, I was getting giddy with desire.
And then we were there. It was a secret world tucked in the back of my mind. I was surrounded by men admiring my lace clad body. They reached for me and I felt the heat fly from their fingertips. My body was caressed by unseen fingers that made my nipples hard and my pussy slick. One beckoned me, bringing my face to his cock. I opened for him and tasted the sweetness of his pre-cum. Another lifted me, pressing me against the wall. I felt the tip of his penis touch my slit and I moaned. A shudder ran through my body and I cried out for what I needed.
Suddenly, I was back on the lingerie aisle, alone, flushed, holding a silk camisole and matching panties in my hand. I knew I had to buy it. Somewhere in Victoria’s Secret I had discovered a whole new dimension into my sexuality. I would be a goddess for Valentine’s Day. Welcome, all you panty lovers and sissy boys. This year is gonna be different. Let me show you the selection of fine panties that I have for you for Valentine’s Day. It’s the biggest panty sale of the year. Don’t miss the fun.
Category: Domination phone sex
New Lingerie for my Sissy
Kinky Phone Sex with Daddy
Kinky phone sex helps pass the time during a snow storm. My baby girl and I were cooped up inside with her daddy for 5 days due to the blizzard. We don’t enjoy spending five minutes with him, so you can imagine we wanted to do very bad things to daddy after 24 hours. What is wrong with daddy you ask? For one, he has let himself go. Both Morgan and I are hot. People think I am her sister not her mother. We both work out, stay well groomed and take care of ourselves. Daddy drinks a 6 pack of beer a night, has a fat hairy belly and gets out of breath running to the bathroom. The second problem with daddy is he is so fucking needy. Constantly wanting attention, especially from his sweet little girl. I nipped that in the bud years ago. That brings us to the third and most glaring problem with daddy. His worthless little dick that rarely works. I intervened when my precious Morgan was just a school girl, so daddy wouldn’t short dick his daughter. Morgan and I both deserve nice cock, and if none is available for us to share, we have toys which are preferable to daddy’s little dick.
After five days, daddy was whining and bitching up a storm that we weren’t fucking him. He even threatened to cut us off financially if we didn’t toss him a bone. I married the loser, so I offered to take one for the team. I love my daughter too much to subject her to daddy’s fat sweaty body and pathetic dick. We hatched a plan. It was a good plan, but my baby girl loves her mother so much, she took matters into her own hands. I was in the kitchen when I heard crying. Not girly crying, however. I walked towards the noise and discovered Morgan teaching daddy a lesson. She threatened to chop his balls off if he cut us off. As she had a knife to his worthless pecker, and her hot ass smothering his face, I heard her say, “Cut us off, I cut you off and you will never see it coming.” Not sure I have ever been more proud of my girl before. She made daddy HER bitch. Completely had him doing a 180. Suddenly, we each had new credit cards with no limits. Morgan’s car got paid off and he stopped trying to fuck either of us. I think I love the little ball buster in my daughter. She gives new meaning to daddy’s girl.
It’s raining on the beach.
It was so good to be at the beach, away from the cold of my native Pennsylvania. I was walking along the sandy shoreline when I spotted him jogging towards me. He was a Greek God with his golden body and I felt the need ache in my pussy. I unfastened a few more buttons on my blouse and awaited his approach.
There’s nothing like the charms of a cougar to get a man, is there, sweetheart? Five minutes later, I was on my knees sucking the massive, hairless cock of the jogger. I believe in being blunt and speaking of those, pulling out a fat one to smoke didn’t hurt either. We were higher than a kite, not caring that we were catering to the kinky voyeurs out there watching us. In fact, I hoped that my shriveled cock hubby was watching from our room. He tends to shower me with jewelry when he gets a taste of leftover sperm on my lips.
It was the perfect blowjob. I curled my lips around his rod to take him deep into my throat and heard him groan. I caught the first blast of cum in my mouth and then pulled away to let it spew on my tits. As the first cum drops hit my skin, the rain began to fall, washing it to the sand below. My tortured pussy contracted and there was no way I could be any wetter. Being a cougar slut sure is fun.
Feasting on some Man Flesh
What my eyes can behold. It’s the Feast of fabulous Wild Men Day. That means that me and the girls are headed off to see the strippers tonight. Hot bodies and maybe even some harder cock. Us girls have it made. We can run our hands all over these luscious men, bury our faces in balls, and let him hump our ass. Maybe you’d like to be my dream man, sweetie, and shake that cock for me. Stick it right in my face and let me breathe on those balls. My tongue flicks out quickly, tasting a drop of pre-cum from your head. I smell your musky man smell and my pussy weeps just a little. You pick me up and bend me over, grinding your semi-erect cock against my panty clad ass. I throw money at you, screaming for more. You push my head down into my BFF’s lap, making me “eat” her pussy. She grabs me by the hair and I realize that she likes it. I am on fire now, dancing, grinding, with all of the other horny bitches who are drooling over young, firm bodies. My fantasy takes over and we are all naked, smooth pussies, titties quivering. You dip your cock into us, one by one, and then force us to lick you clean. Finally, you order us to our knees, jerking your massive fuckstick, balls drawing up tight, until your purple mushroom explodes onto this row of cum-starved, horny sluts. Your cum rains down on us like a firehose, our tongues extended, ready to taste your bounty. Just a bunch of girls out for some hot sexy men!!! Hope our men never find out!!!
Sissy Shame
Oh how Harley and I love our PooPoo Pansy. We are looking forward to all the fun we will have this year watching what she does for Sissy days. Seeing all the pretty new clothes she buys and the pretty new jingly jangly jewlery she will wear. Harley just loves Sissy and watches close as Sissy becomes the New Years permanent punishment pansy for all the girlies here at Fuckalicious. Harley is learning from Sissy that some day she will grow up and beg and plead for humiliation and even have to pay for it from superior females just like our favorite Fairy Faggot does. Harley also knows public humiliation and shame every time we go out in public and someone points out that Harley is a little cross dressing Sissy. Harley knows that just like Sissy she deserves public ridicule, perpetual teasing and Sissy shame. But because Piggy Pet is Harley’s hero with a little bitty dickie just like hers, she looks forward to all that is yet to cum. What a wonderful example Sissy sets for all the young and up and cumming Sissies out there that are watching their favorite Tinkerbell’s every sachet, her every twirl and curtsy. It is going to be a sissy kind of year for us all!