Archive for December, 2009

One Hot Call…

Erin

 I got sooo turned on by this last call! We talked for hours talking about our experiences and stories. This guy got me so turned on when I we hung up I masturbated 3 times.He was talking about how he had sex with his mom and how it all started. After college he moved back in with his mom. She noticed he was stressed and horny and she caught him in the act several times masturbating.  She took his hand one day and said she was going to take care of him. Apparently she was a mom that took care of herself and worked out 4 times a week. She got on her knees and gave him a blow job, from that it led to fucking her pussy ass and mouth anytime he wanted! Her birthday was coming up and she wanted to do something special she told him to have sex with him in front of a group of people. They went to this sex party and planned a whole skit “post man delievering a package” for two hours he was fucking her he said he was so into fucking his mom he didn’t realize that everyone was masturbating to them having sex.  He was then asked to fuck the birthday girl at this sex party! He fucked her after few hours of rest and he gave her a nice little birthday treat!

I just got so turned on by this story! I think you would have too… So cum talk to me tell me some of your hot erotic stories, and if you don’t have any lets make some fantasies CUM true!

CUM on get me so turned on that I want to masturbate all day remembering our conversation!

xoxo

Your One and Only Erin!


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How Santa bagged me….

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not a man nor a mouse.
The slaves hung their collars on hooks in the hall,
In hope that their Master would pay them a call.

Submissive`s were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of chastisement danced in their heads.
While some settled in for a long winter’s nap,
I tried self-bondage with red Saran Wrap.

When out in the hall, there arose such a clatter,
I tried to escape and see what was the matter.
Pocket knife and scissors were just out of reach,
And I felt like a whale washed up on the beach.

fell off the bed then and onto the floor,
When I heard the soft creaking of my bedroom door.
Mummified, helpless, I shivered with fear,
The sound of large boots drawing ever so near.

Then a gloved hand caressed me and brought me such calm,
I knew in a moment it must be my Dom.
But in moments he had me tied fast to the bed,
With my butt in the air and a hood on my head.

Then flogger, then paddle, then strap, and then cane,
Clothespins and lead weights, hot wax and cold chains.
From the top of my head to the tip of my toes,
My flesh stung and tingled and reddened to rose.

I heard the wind whistle: the bullwhip let fly,
It was all I could do to stifle a cry.
And just when I thought I could take it no more,
He stopped, and was quiet. O what was in store?

And then, in a twinkling, I heard his warm voice,
My safe word unneeded, he stopped at his choice.
He untied my hands, and turned me around,
Took off my blindfold, and I was unbound.

He was dressed all in black, from his gloves to his shoes,
And he gave me that look I can never refuse.
A bundle of toys had been stuffed in his pack,
To bind me and beat me — a Christmas Eve snack.

His eyes — how they twinkled! His dimples how merry!
His smile was seductive, and a little bit scary!
He next had me hog tied, drawn up like a bow,
And put clamps on my nipples to ad d to my woe.

With a sharp sprig of holly clenched tight in my teeth,
He adorned me to look like a bright Christmas wreath.
He dumped out his bag - a shower of things,
From dildos to talons to harsh nipple rings.

And there an extension cord dead in my sights,
It wasn’t for plugging in Christmas tree lights.
A wink of his eye and a nod of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had something to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
Secured all the bindings; tightened ropes with a jerk.
Then a cruel smile crossed over his bright lips,
And he admired his work with his hands on his hips.

Then he packed up his things, and moved to the door,
Was he planning to leave me? Would he come back for more?
And I heard him exclaim, as he moved out of sight,
“HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOODNIGHT.”


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My Christmas gift to Ol St Nick! Phone sex? Even Better!


Twas, the night before Christmas, and all through the house.
Not a creature was stirring, except for my mouse.No kids lived with me, so I thought I would chatter.
There’d be no damn reindeer, and no stupid clatter.

There’d be no fat elf, coming through my chimney.
I’ll be alone, my computer and me.

I won’t race to the window, to see him arrive.
I’ll just sit right here….. doin my 9 to 5.
There’s no one I know, as I’m surfing around.
None of my regular buddies are found.

I went in some chat rooms, but quickly got out.
Age, sex, location is all that’s about.

As, I was about to go check out the net.
I got an E-mail, that I didn’t expect.

A man wrote to me, Chris C was his name,

and asked if I might be up for a game

he said, if I wasn’t, then he would just leave.
But, he was so lonely, on this Christmas eve.

he said, it’s the first time, he’d ever been on.
But, he heard, computers, could be so much fun.

he said that his laptop seldom worked right,

But the WiFi was on and was working tonight!

He’s away on some business, He’ll be gone all night.
So, he thought hewould try it , “I guess it’s alright”.

He started to tell me, about his whole life.
How, he was neglected,by his prudish wife.

He talked of his anger, frustrations, and needs.
Because, he was forced, to do such silly deeds.

He talked on and on, from one thing to the next.
Then finally told me…….He was way undersexed!.

he didn’t have sex, with his wife, I was told.
She’s always so tired, and getting too old.

Then, he wrote me something, that made my heart vex.
he ask me to teach him, to have cyber-sex.

I said, if he wanted me to, that I could.
Then after an hour, he got really good.

After five hours, my fingers were sore.
I told him that I couldn’t go anymore.

he said, that was fine, because he was spent too.
And besides,it was late…he had much work to do.

he said he’d would be on, the same time next year.
Then asked, if I wouldn’t mind, meeting him here.

He said, only…. on this night, could he be found.
It is only…. this night, he had the chance to leave town.

The way He bid me goodnight and signed off made me pause.

I think I just cyber-sexed with Ol’ Santa Claus!!!


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Cheerleaders have a huge GPA{great penis addiction}

So it was my senior year in high school and I was captain of the cheerleading squad at last. bnm.JPGHowever, I was failing my science class and needed a passing grade to stay captain. Usually I just flirt with the male teachers to get my grade changed. Most of the teachers are a bunch of softies who melt when I talk to them wearing my hot cheering outfit getting them all hot in their pants. They always change my grade when I give them a hug letting my firm tits press up against them. But for Physics I had a new student teacher for the first quarter and flirting with him wasn’t enough to change my grade. I asked him if we could discuss my grade after school. He said that he will be in the gym after he was done coaching, grabbing a shower before heading home. I told him it was my job as captain to close up the girls locker room after practice and he could meet with me in there to discuss my grade. I could tell I was getting his attention finally as he was blushing walking away. Practice was over and all the other girls had left as I was getting about to start locking up. “Hello?” I heard a male’s voice as the student-teacher was walking in. I still had my cheering outfit on which he seemed pleased to see. I asked him if he was here to discuss my grade. He said that I haven’t been doing my share of school work in his class and I needed to pick up my performance if I was going to pass. So I decided to give him one of my better performances as I did one of our dance routines (but slighty modified). After I had done a few cartwheels and splits for him, I had slid off my panties and shoved them down the front of his gym shorts letting my silk undies rub against his hardening cock. With my other hand, he let me pull his shorts to the floor while he reached under my miniskirt feeling firm ass. He then spun me around and put his youthful cock into my awaiting wet pussy. He was banging away pretty hard and all the locks on the lockers were banging in unison with me being pressed up against my locker door. I could feel my passing grade was about to cum……

~Your Naughty Little Brooke~
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