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Sissy Says, Join Us

sissy phonesex facebookSissy is such a wonderful mascot, even when she isn’t as obedient as she should be. Every now and then that fake man surfaces and she tries to get away with things no Sissy would ever get away with. That is when her Mistress Levi sets her straight. We all laugh at her for getting in trouble and most of the time get to join in on that punishment. Despite it all we all love our Sissy and wouldn’t trade her for the world. She has her own Sissy page on our site and seeing her public shame and humiliation is great fun for all the superior females here at Fuckalicious. Sissy wants everyone to know all about the wonderful Superior Females here and how we are reaching out to everyone out there on Facebook and Twitter. We have thought of putting Sissy on our sites but that would likely result in a true outing.  So to be  nice to Sissy,  help us by liking us on Facebook and following us on Twitter. You will love our Facebook and Twitter whether you are a real man or a Sissy like our mascot. See you there!sissy phonesex twitter

Sissy Has Been Disrespectful

sissy phonesex mascottSeveral months ago, on July 12 to be exact. I posted a blog in tribute to our Fuckalicous mascot, our Sissy, our Tinker Belle Transvestite. I did so because her Mistress was outing her and having us humiliate her due to our up coming vacation. I thought Sissy would appreciate a gesture of kindness in the light of utter and pure humiliation and shame. I posted a blog titled “Sissy Let It Go”  On June 4. After a week of writing and re writing lyrics to the ever popular tune of “Let It Go” from the Frozen, lyrics, befitting such a worthy Sissy. I am still waiting to hear her sing this tune to me. To date I have  received no acknowledgement of my post. Since that time , despite Sissy’s arrogance and utter disregard of my efforts. Despite being disrespected I wrote two more blogs for her, Sissy Blackmail on July 12 and Piggy Pet on July 20.

Has Sissy bothered to sing to me in all this time?

NO!!!!

Did Ms Darla write a song that is to hard for Sissy? Or is Sissy simply showing utter disregard and disrespect for Ms Darla?

Ms Darla is beyond being patient. No tribute for the song, no call to sing it for her and months have elapsed. I believe it is high time Ms Darla shows Sissy that her outing can and will be very, very real with a click of a button and one small link.

There is no wrath like that of a Superior Female scorned!sissy phonesex mascot2

 

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Hi! I’m Jenny and it makes me laugh so much when a little sissy boy wants to be my bitch. My friend Natasha and I love to play with pansy fake men and wrap them around our pinky fingers. Something that we really enjoy doing is making them wear ladies’ panties and having them fondle their tiny macaroni elbow dickies through the sheer, lacy fabric. Do you think sissy boys should be giggled at? I do! I make sure to laugh and take great pleasure in their meekness and vulnerability. It’s just so entertaining to see how nervous and unsure they are, but how quickly they learn that serving Princesses like Natasha and I isn’t something to take for granted. The other day, I had one of my sissy boys order the two of us Chinese food to be delivered for our sleepover. It was a LOT of fun to call him up and laugh at how pathetic he is for letting us spend all of his money!

Kinky phone sex with a Coed

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Was she flirting with me?  Hell, yes, she was!  That young coed, who was continually offering to help me pick out different bath products was looking lustfully at me and getting unnecessarily close.  And, there it was: she just grazed her finger against my breast!  At the register, she slid a piece of paper in my bag; it had her address on it…and 7 p.m.  I had hours to think about it, but I already knew that I would go.

She answered the door in a bright pink summer dress.  She smelled even more delicious than she had at the store.  I was a little confused because she seemed so shy.  After a long pause, she got off the couch and came back with a paddle.  She bent down and raised it upwards, her head bowed.  Her request was clear.  And, I was thankful that I had worn my leather “power boots,” which (like their name indicates) made me feel like queen of the world.  I stood up as she leaned against the arm of the couch.  I warmed her ass with my hand, squeezing and slapping it until it was pink.  Then, came the paddling.  I adjusted the paddle in my hand, each strike building with intensity.  Her soft moans turned into grunts as I continued.

Then, when her knees were buckling underneath her, I stopped.  I kissed the newly forming bruises, biting them a little.  Her soft moans returned.  I picked up the two purple dildos to the side.  But, I didn’t do what she expected.  Instead, she watched with curiosity as I attached one to my thigh and took the other one in my hand.  I rubbed it against her lips as she opened up her pretty little mouth and began sucking the purple cock.  I leaned over and licked her face, then made her suck my fingers, as I pushed the other purple cock inside her warm, wet pussy.  I pounded her harder as she opened up for me; soon, we were both covered in each other’s sweat.  I ordered her to come for me; and, like an obedient little whore, she did.  As a last token before going home, I sat on her face and let her lick my pussy.  I pushed myself hard against her face, making her suck and finger me just like I wanted. 

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Empty Nest

kinky phonesex sherriI’ve finally reached the point in my life where the little ones are gone.  I have empty nest syndrome bad and I miss having sounds in the house.  My husband and I have been divorced for almost ten years and I really didn’t have the desire to try to find a boyfriend or get back into the dating scene or anything.  So I put an ad in the paper for a room to rent.  Hell, I have four bedrooms, having one roommate for the extra income and to help with the loneliness wouldn’t hurt.
I had a couple of replies, but there was one reply that I will never forget.  His name was Teddy and he was a construction worker, not my type, and he was 23 years old.  He came to my house to check it out, look at the room.  I had talked to him a couple of times over the phone and we had flirted a little bit here and there but I didn’t think anything of it.  But when he came to my house straight from work, covered in dirt, big clunky boots, you could see all of his muscles through his dirty white shirt, I immediately got turned on.  I could feel my blood boiling, my pussy tightening and my nipples hardening.
I tried to play it cool, how inappropriate would it be to have sex with someone who could potentially live with me more or less be my oldest boy’s age.  But he could tell, I was into him.  I wanted him to just take me and throw me around like a rag doll.  As I showed him around he’s touch my body in little places, like my waist or arm, it felt like fire.  I turned around at one point and he was inches from me.
I did something I would have never done in any other situation, I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him.  He almost kind of tasted like dirt but that turned me on even more.  He picked me up like I was nothing, took me to the room he would be renting and started ripping off my clothes.  He paid a lot of attention to my body, something I hadn’t experienced in a long time.  Licking my naked breasts and sucking on my nipples, running his mouth down my body and kissing every inch of it.  Then he started up each knee and kissed up my inner thigh but stopped just short of my hot wet pussy.  Then he lightly kissed the lips of my vagina, so tenderly, I would have never thought a big construction worker type would be so gentle.  He spread my lips and started lightly, with the tip of his tongue to lick my clit.  I arched my back in pleasure, it had been so long since I made love to something that didn’t require batteries.
He started to use his tongue more forcefully, taking longer licks and paying extra attention to my clit.  I could feel myself starting to climax, all the nerve endings in my body were going wild.  It never feels like this with a dildo and he really knew what he was doing.  And finally there was a release.  I grabbed the back of his head and he continued to lick my shaved pussy until all the vibrations had left my body giving me one of the longest orgasms I have ever had in my life.
Afterward when I was sweating and just lying on the bed I turned to him and asked, “your turn?” and he said no, he had to get going, this was a little far for him to drive to work anyway.  But next time I needed an obvious stress release to give him a call.  I didn’t need a roommate after meeting Teddy.

Rape phone sex fantasies in Jail

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My brother was pulled over one night and the cops found a little bit of pot; so, he was at the jail.  But, when he called me, he was frantic: the guard and the guys that were in his cell were mean to him.  He wouldn’t tell me specifics, but I could tell that he really needed to get out of there.  When I arrived at the jail and saw my brother, I wanted to cry!  He had bruises around his eyes and he was limping.  He could barely sit down; I could tell that he hurt everywhere.  Then, I understood…he had become “the bitch” somehow in his cell.  I told him that everything would be okay and I would go talk to the guard.  “You don’t understand, Maddy.  He’s just as bad,” my brother said in a whisper while looking over his shoulder.  “We’ll see about that,” I replied and headed off to the main guard’s office.

The guard was a round-belly, sloppy looking man who was probably in his late 40s.  He was definitely not someone I would normally spend time with!  I tried to act as sweet as possible, showing my concern for my brother’s safety.  The guard nodded and finally came around his desk, propping right in front of me.  I tried to lean back, away from his cock that was right in my face.  “You seem like a nice girl,” he started.  “So, I’d give you a chance to help out that brother of yours.  But, it better be good…because he’s a nice piece of ass around here.  It’ll be sad to see him go.” 

I was appalled at his words but tried to maintain my composure.  He took my hand and forced it onto his bulging cock.  I unzipped it and began rubbing it.  He pushed my head down on it; I breathed in his stench and began sucking his cock against my will.  Then, he pulled me by the hair, flipping me over and pushing me into the couch.  He ripped off my clothes and shoved his hairy cock into my pussy.  I felt tinges of pain that shot from my cunt up my body.  I gritted my teeth and bit my tongue to prevent from screaming as he rammed his cock in my cunt.  I cried, trying to think about my brother, trying to go somewhere else in my mind.  But, I was trapped.  He pinned my arms down in front of me while he shouted that he was going to make a creampie in my ass.  And, he did; his cum shot deep inside my ass and then brimmed over the top. 

I felt disgusting as my brother and I left the jail, but at least we were together.

Still daddy’s girl

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Now that I’m not a lil angel, I still love to please my daddy.
Today I took some sexy pictures and sent them to him.
I know that, when he got home he was going to march right up to my room and take care of his needs.
I was waiting for him. 
I had nothing but my thigh highs on. 
Waiting for him on my bed.
I fell asleep thinking of what he was going to do to me.
In my dream, he walked in to my room and crawled up between my legs.
He spread my pussy open and started eating my pussy. 
He was licking and sucking my beautiful young cunt as he stuck his fingers in and out of my pussy. 
I had my hands in his hair pushing his head down on me. 
God it was amazing. 
In my dream he didn’t stop.
He moved down to my ass where he licked and tongue fucked my ass,
I couldn’t help the feeling I was getting deep in my belly. 
I was getting closer and closer..
As he was licking me up and down he somehow always had fingers in me.
It felt so real. 
He started to suck my clit while he was fingering me so fucking hard.
I started to squirm under his touch when he some how put pressure on the lower half of my body to keep me still.
I started to cum, I was cumming so hard I woke up to see him on top of me with a grin.
He didn’t stop! 
He kept making me cum, over and over until I soaked my sheets and his shirt. 
He flipped me over in one swoop, and stuck his big hard cock right into my soaking wet pussy. 
He was pumping in and out of me so fast, I couldn’t keep up. 
I started to cum again when I felt him buck, and slam into me one more time. 
My daddy came inside me. 
He filled up my beautiful pussy with his hot white sticky cum.
Best fuck we have had in a very long time..
I gotta tease him more often!
 xoxo,
Daddy’s lil angel 

Mommy’s getting paid $

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Running a whore house can be hard.
Sometimes my whores get pregnant.
At first I would have them serve drinks, and work in the office.
One day one of my whore’s was about 7 months along and this dirty pig offered to pay 2 grand to fuck her!
She agreed, and I was a proud mommy whore. 
I have taught these whores what is more important and that is money. 
After she had the runt, we had problems with her breast milk.
She kept leaking through her bras and when she tried to pump she would get a client.
The same man came in and asked for her. 
He paid 1500 just to suck her breast milk out, and then cum all over her milk duds. 
I realized she was making more and more money, not only for her but for me. 
I love money.
I started telling my other girls if they got pregnant to keep it. They could make money through the whole thing and after. 
More and more of them stopped having abortions and started keeping the damn things but giving them up after.
Some of them kept pumping everyday to keep their milk coming. 
We saved it for those freaks who want to take a bath in it.
I love these nasty fucking whores and these dirty pigs!!! 

Rape phone sex fantasies: a shopping mishap

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I offered to take my step-sister shopping for school clothes.  Mom thought it would be a great way for us to bond since we don’t really spend time together.  As we looked through the clothes and I waited on her to decide what she wanted, I looked around but was bored.  The security officer came up to me and tried to start flirting.  He wasn’t unattractive, but definitely not my type.  He rattled on about how he was in the police academy, and I was really hoping my step-sister would hurry up.  Finally, when she was done, we paid and began to leave the store.  But, on the way out of the building, we beeped.  I signed heavily and said, “What now?!”  The security guard asked for our ticket and then to look into our bags.  We had paid for everything in the bags.  He then looked into my over-sized purse.  In my purse was a diamond-stud bracelet; I had no idea how it had gotten in there!  I professed my innocence but the guard didn’t seem to want to hear it.  He ushered me into his office; and, as I walked away, I saw my step-sister mouth the words, “I’m sorry.”  I narrowed my eyes at her; I couldn’t believe this! 

When we got to his office, he said that he really didn’t want to call the cops or report me.  I breathed a sigh of relief.  “But,” he said, “maybe we can work something out.”  He sat on the edge of his desk while I sat in the adjacent chair.  He opened the fly of his pants and took my hand, placing it on his cock.  I began rubbing his dick, making it stiff; and, then, he forced my head on top of his cock.  I choked on his cock, the thickness of it.  I wanted to disappear but there was no where to go.  I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that it was my brother’s cock.  He reached down and grabbed my nipples as he fucked my face, cumming down my throat.  I wiped my lips and, on the way out of his office, he threw the diamond-studded bracelet at me.  “You can have it, doll,” he said with a wink.  I looked at the price tag: it was only five dollars…it was a fake and he knew it all along!

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Submissive Phone Sex: Cops and Robbers

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Being in the South, my brother and I always played “cops and robbers.”  He, of course, was always the cop; and, I was the one who was always getting caught.  He would sneak up behind me and yell, “Gotcha!” even when I didn’t know we were playing.  He would tie my hands behind my back with rubber bands and lead me down the hallway to his room.  He’d jump on top of me and rub his chubby sausage on my belly.  If I yelled or screamed, he’d point his index finger at me and tell me to shut-up or he’ll let me rot in jail.  When Mom would inquire what was going on, he’d push his dirty finger to my cheek and squint his eyes at me.  I’d just holler to her that we were playing; and, she would happily return to her housework. 

I hadn’t thought about that in so long; but, I found a picture while I was cleaning out a closet.  There was my brother and I, his finger cocked at me while I jumped on some rock; our parents seemed oblivious, which made me smile.  I decided that it might be fun to re-enact the ride down memory lane and made plans.

When my brother arrived home, I had snuck into his living room; I was halfway clothed and rubbing my clit against his soft, rabbit-fur-like rug.  I stretched out my body like a cat and announced that I had come to take all of his precious possessions.  He smiled and told me that he would have to stop me.  I begged him not to take me to jail; and, he told me that he may not “turn me in” if I would do just as he told me.  I glanced over at the nightstick and handcuffs that I had purposely left out on the table.  He didn’t skip a beat and locked my hands behind my back. 

He whispered in my ear, “I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours, little girl.  Then, I’m going to shove my nightstick in your ass while I’m fucking that dirty pussy of yours.  And, if you make me the least bit uncomfortable, I am going to carry you to jail where they will do worse things than I will.  But, if you’re good, I may keep you alive and just fuck you until you die.”  He slapped my face with his open hand and pointed his index finger at my forehead and smiled his devilish smile that I loved so much.

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