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Idle Hands

I think I had full moon fever.  Not sure what came over me. Maybe it’s because Halloween is approaching that I was feeling a little dark. Normally I am just a big cock fucker. I’m all about the size. But It was almost like I was possessed. I got my husband’s big tactical knife and went out for a walk. Now normally I don’t go walking alone, nor do I really walk, unless it’s to go get some big dick. This night was different. I felt like something was calling me into the woods. Something was controlling me.

I started walking and came across an old railroad. I started following the tracks. I had my big knife if anything happened. But then I just stopped dead in my tracks, no pun intended. I saw a man, a rather scary looking man. I stared at him for awhile to see if he was gonna make a move  towards me but he was motionless. Rather creepy. Just gazed right through me. But then it was like some how he led me here; some how he was controlling me. Like I was meant to see him, meant to stop right here.

I pulled my jeans off, removed my panties and bent over showing him my ass and cunt. He was still motionless, expressionless. I had laid the knife on the ground to masturbate for my creepy watcher but my hand picked up the knife as if compelled to do so. I started rubbing it all over my body. I think inserted it in my cunt. It was like that horror film “Idle Hands.” My mind knew I shouldn’t be doing this, but my hand was not being controlled by me. I started fucking my pussy with a knife. The cool steel felt hot in my pussy. But I was starting to bleed a little. I tried to go slower, but my hand went faster. I was scaring myself. Then suddenly my hand dropped the now bloody knife. I kicked it away quickly before I was compelled to pick it back up.

I looked for my stranger and he was gone. Just like that. A shadowy motionless figure in the woods that for a brief moment had some odd control over me. Was it a witch? A demon? A ghost? Or simply the devil himself? Whatever it was it pulled me into the woods, to that train track. My pussy will heal and be back to taking huge cock again soon. But I can’t shake the feeling that something is still out there, something evil lurking in the woods that wants me, wants me dead.

Small Dick Humiliation with Brooklyn: Size Queen’s Revenge

This guy at the gym has been trying to get in my pants for months now. Always trying to help me on the exercise equipment, following me around. Quite pathetic actually. I just could tell he had a teeny weenie. And I have no time for pin dicks. I pulled out my cell phone and showed him a naked picture of myself and said, “Look at that body. Do you think someone as fine as me would waste my time with you?” He looked at me dumbfounded. I assured him the closest he would ever get to my pussy was seeing the pictures on my phone that I send the real guys. He looked so rejected. In some sort of a humiliated huff, he stole my phone and darted out the gym. The fucker stole my phone.

No way I was letting that slide. Some little tiny prick loser was not gonna beat his worthless pecker to my naked pics on my phone. I flirted his info out of the desk clerk and plotted my revenge. I have another cell at home, just not an iPhone. I texted my phone: “Hey, it’s Brooklyn. You got my phone. I want it back. I am sorry I laughed at you. Truth is, I am married and thought if I could push you away, it would make it easier to hide my lust for you.” Took a few hours, but he responded. We texted for awhile and I had that loser convinced I wanted him. Eventually I texted, “You have a phone filled with sexy pics of me, but I have none of you.” Guys will believe anything a hot chick says. That is why women are superior. Men think with their dicks. I got him to take a selfie  and send email it to me .

Priceless. Even smaller than I imaged.  He was lucky if he had 2 inches. It was not a cock. I texted him back that we should meet up and promised him that I would change his world if he just gave me back my phone. Dumb dumb bumb man. How do you tiny dick weenies think women like me would ever fuck you? I wanted my phone, not his worthless pecker. He met me, handed it right back and took off his clothes. Wow, that was easy and going to be fun. Once I had my phone back I let out a litany of insults. Pencil dick, needle dick, Lincoln Log, Tootsie Roll, Tiny Tim, twig and berries, teeny weenie, clit stick, baby dick, dickette, cockette, small fry, little Johnny…. I went on and on screaming at him.

He started to cry. He actually cried. I told him to wake up and live in reality. In reality, hot women don’t waste their time with small pricks. I simply explained that he belonged in panties because my clit was bigger than his baby dick. I had posted the pic he sent me on showyourtinydick.com and showed him all the responses. He was completely humiliated. I am unapologetic for being a size queen. I know I deserve big cock. I am also unapologetic about humiliating a pin dick, especially one who has the audacity to steal my phone and the stupidity to think I would fuck him.

Life is too short to waste my time on tiny dicks. No women should waste their time on a short stack.

Exhibitionist Phone Sex with Brooklyn: Highway Fuck

Yesterday I joined my girlfriend in a local green project to clean up part of the highway. Her office has part of the highway named after them, and in exchange they keep it  clean from trash. I am green friendly. I am also big cock friendly and my girlfriend has a really hot co-worker who is reportedly well hung. I put on some cute jean shorts to show off my legs and went to work cleaning the parkway. We took a lunch break and I managed to get Rob alone. He was eager to fuck me when I showed my interest. I spread my legs and fucked myself with my Mt Dew bottle right there in the middle of the highway. Pretty clear message. I didn’t really care if anyone saw me.  I have a hot body meant to be seen.

When he pulled out his cock it was just as huge as rumored. I just needed to feel a big throbbing cock in my cunt. Plus it is pretty exciting when you add the risk of possibly being caught. He got right down in the grass with me as cars sped by us and fucked me good.  Heard of rug burns? Well I had grass burns. I got on all fours in the grass and he mounted me from behind. A few car drivers saw us and honked. It didn’t last long, but my cunt still felt great. Plus, he gave me a huge creamy load too. My pussy got a bit dirty! What the hell, all worth it for a nice piece of meat.  We put our clothes back on and joined our group. I think folks knew we had fucked. I had leaves in my hair, grass stains on my knees, and that smile I always have when I get a monster cock. I really don’t care if people know. If I was modest about my love for big dick, I wouldn’t get laid along the highway. I’m an exhibitionist  at heart. I like people seeing me get a huge cock. Would you like to watch?

A Cock So Big It Was Worth Physical Labor

I am not one for physical labor. About the only heavy lifting I wanna do involves a nice big cock. A few years ago, however, there was this well hung farmer whose attention I was trying to get. He was impervious to my beauty and charm. He was friends with my brother who had seen him naked at the gym and said he had the biggest cock for a white guy he had ever seen. My brother is a procurer of big dick for me; so he knows what I want and need. This farmer was single, so I honestly thought it would be as easy as saying, “wanna fuck.” He made me work for his cock, literally work for it.

I spent a weekend on his farm baling hay. Now that shit is not easy.  First you got to rake the hay, then you got to tedder it, then you got to bundle it. Those bales of hay, even the small ones my farmer used for his horses were like 75 lbs. I worked like 15 hours a day for just a few bales of hay. I really got a good work out and a better appreciation  for farm life. It’s not for me. But farmer cock is for me. OMG he did have a huge one. On the last night I was at his farm, he let me use his Jacuzzi to work out the kinks. And I had some kinks. He surprised me by joining me in the hot tub. Said he appreciated a woman who was not afraid of a little manual labor. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I did it only for the nookie.

When he let his robe drop to get in the hot tub and  I saw his foot long cock, I wished my brother and husband were there to watch me take the biggest white dick I had ever seen. My brother is my sissy, my husband is my cuckold and they are both my fluffers! This cock required extra mouths and hands. I did my best to get it all the way in my mouth , but he was really too big. He was so big that soft he looked hard.  I did need my fluffers. They would have enjoyed guiding his shaft into my pussy too. When my farmer boy fucked me it felt so amazing. I mean he hit my cervix in a painful way because he was that big but it was a hurt so good kind of pain. Honestly, I had never been fucked like that before . All sorts of positions we could get into because he had a monster cock. At some times, it felt like I was getting fucked and giving head simultaneously  to give you an idea of how big his dick felt inside me.

The next morning, I woke up in his arms and I was sore all over. Not sure if from the physical labor of baling hay or fucking a monster cock. Likely a mixture of both. I enjoyed telling my brother and husband about the man I had that was 4 times the man either of them could ever hope to be. I decided not to shower before I returned home so my husband could clean me up and see for himself what a man I fucked. The only cock ever worth manual labor.

Do you have a cock worthy of manual labor? Or do you a little prick that belongs in my panties?

Small Dick Humiliation Phone Sex with Brooklyn: Hello Kitty Clitties

My girlfriends and I were out at this new club Monday night and these two older businessmen were hitting on us. They  were in town for a conference and appeared to be loaded. They bought us a bottle of top shelf vodka and had no problem keeping the drinks coming. They invited us back up to their hotel suite for more drinks. Not the most attractive men, but rich so we took a chance they weren’t going to be total creeps.  We were wrong. They came out of the bedroom, after saying they wanted to change clothes, naked. Beer bellies, hairy backs and really small dicks.

We looked at each other and started laughing hysterically. They actually thought we wanted to fuck them. Two old out of shape geezers with small dicks. No way. I explained that I require something I can feel and see! I then suggested they were panties because they each had nothing bigger than a clit. One of them actually tried to get rough with me. I kneed him in the balls. Excuse me, I kneed him in his peanuts. As he was down on the ground, I snapped pics and said, “You both are my bitches now. You don’t want the cops called, you are going to do whatever I say.” They suddenly realized we were rather dominant bitches they could not fuck with.

We left them with very specific instructions if they did not want the cops informed of their bad behavior. Today, I got in the mail a lovely picture of them in Hello Kitty gear and two round trip paid vacations to Vegas for me and my girlfriend. You see Hello Kitty is perfect attire for pussies to wear. And any guy who tries to get rough with a woman is nothing but a pussy. Not to mention their clitties are kitty like lol. They are my newest sissies. Twin sissy girls with lots of money, even better. In order to not having their old pervert asses arrested, they have to send me a new picture every week along with a token  of appreciation  befitting a goddess like me until I get bored with them.

There is nothing I despise more than a self entitled prick who does not understand that size matters. Just because you have a nice bank account and drive a hot car does not guarantee you pussy; at least not premium pussy. If you have a small dick be prepared to be laughed at and humiliated. The size of your wallet means nothing to me; however since I will not drain your worthless balls, I have no problem draining your wallet.  Know your place. I certainly know mine. On a pedestal way above a worthless pin dick loser like you.

Sissy Phone Sex with Brooklyn: Boxers or Panties?

I am a size queen because I am a Goddess; because I am perfection. Look at me. You can recognize perfection when you see it. So why would you for a moment think I would want to fuck you if you are packing less than 8 hard inches in your jeans. If you are lacking in inches then you belong in a pair of my pretty panties. I make no exceptions. You got to give me something I can feel.  And, for me, that is more than what you have in your pants, isn’t it?

Take a peek. I bet I am right. My last caller thought he could fuck me with 5 inches. Really 5 inches? The dumb ass thought 5 inches was above average. Maybe for a garden gnome, but not a man. So I told him to go put on some panties because he did not deserve to be in boxer briefs. He is a good sissy. He put on his girlfriend’s panties and sent me this pic. Now this made me smile.  A clit stick belongs in panties, especially pink panties.

I love a caller or a guy who doesn’t fight; who gets his place and accepts it. I mean a sissy is pathetic, this is true. But, there is nothing more pathetic than a dude with a clit stick who is convinced he can please a woman. Do you know your place with me? I am a dominant bitch size queen and I live for small dick humiliation and sissy phone sex.

Cuckolding Phone Sex with Brookyln and Marissa: Training Our Sissy Brother on Family Vacation

I don’t come from a big family. I have my brother and my sister Marissa. The girls got the looks in the family and the kick ass bodies. Our brother didn’t fare so well.  He has the tiniest dick ever. It’s not even a dick. It’s a clit stick. Our parents are deceased, but as siblings we try to do a family vacation each summer. The three of us went to Aruba this year. Marissa and I love our brother and he is incredibly wealthy. In fact he pays for the vacation every year. But every year he also tries to fuck his sisters.

Marissa and I are both goddesses who understand size matters. We love him, but we can’t fuck him. Regardless of how much money he spends on us. We always tell him he should feel grateful we are even seen with him.  I mean really, he should be. He has a big wallet yes, but that is the only thing big about him.  We were walking around the beach together and he was in a Speedo and I swear even the native islanders were looking at him and shaking their heads. They knew there was nothing in his bathing suit.

On the last night of our family vacation, we all went clubbing. Marissa and I picked up two well hung studs. I mean there was likely 36 inches of pure man between the two of them. We brought them back to the suite to fuck. Marissa and I share real men together on occasion.  And these were two real men. The problem was our brother. He is delusional at times and thinks just because he is family and has money, we will eventually fuck him. We did not want him to ruin our good time, yet we also wanted to send a clear message that small dick guys have their place, it is just not in our pussies.

Marissa and I decided we would make our worthless pecker of a brother watch while we entertained each other  and our two studs. I got him drunk, and we brought him back to the room where Marissa tied him to a chair with her panty hose. We then paraded our studs in front of him. We pulled out their cocks and told him in unison, “This is what we deserve.” His eyes got wide with disbelief. Honestly, I don’t think he thought cocks came that big. Our fuck dates were enjoying the fact that we had him tied up and in girl panties no less.  Marissa’s idea. She told him, “Clit sticks belong in panties.” I thought our brother was gonna die of embarrassment when he saw us swallow those big cocks in front of him. One of the guys said to him, “I hope you didn’t think these hot bitches would waste their time with you.”

He did, but we didn’t. We fucked like porn stars in front of our brother. We took those big dicks in our cunts, mouths and asses. We shared the cocks too as sisters share everything. We even licked the cum out of each other’s pussies telling our brother that real men have tasty cum and big loads. Marissa went to kiss him and spit a little of that man batter in his mouth. He was red from embarrassment.  We fucked our well hung companions and each other all night long. And we made our brother watch and stay tied in that chair. He even peed himself. Such a pathetic sissy.

The next morning after we said goodbye to the real men, we untied our brother. Marissa explained to him that although we loved him, and appreciated the vacation he took us on, he had to understand that as goddesses we have standards and he just doesn’t measure up. We were prepared for an onslaught of sissy histrionics, but he said he got it. Seeing those big thick cocks and how well they fucked us, made him understand our worth, our needs. He promised to never try to fuck us again. In fact he suggested next summer we take a vacation to an island with nothing but big dick so he could watch us get what we deserved all the time. Marissa and I couldn’t believe he was finally seeing the light, but he was.  

Between now and our next sibling getaway, he promised to learn about fluffing. Turns out he wants to help us get the cock and pleasure we deserve. Our brother is now not only our sissy bitch, but our wing man on family trips. He promised to help guide big cocks to us and in us! This may have been the best family vacation ever.

Cuckolding Phone Sex with Brooklyn: My Special Present

My husband is the best husband a girl could want. Last night he brought me a present. The best present too. A nice 12 inch cock with excellent girth. And it was attached to a ruggedly handsome man. My husband was in the mood to watch me get pleasure and he knows that with his little broke down dick, the only way that will happen is with a surrogate lover. I put on a sexy little outfit and had my hubby sit in the big comfy chair as I slowly unwrapped my present. When I unzipped his pants and saw that beautiful work of art cock for the first time, I got so wet. I was going to take my time savoring my gift. I worshiped his cock for an hour. Licking every inch of his shaft, balls and taint. He had amazing staying power, but then a real man always lasts. I glanced over at my old man, and he had a little life in his pecker. He was enjoying the show.  I invited him over to help. See, every now and then, he enjoys being my fluffer boy. He is no fag, but he does like feeling a real cock get hard on his lips. So do I.

Once my present was sufficiently hard and dripping with pre cum, my hubby guided it into my tight pink pussy. He then slid under us to watch that huge cock go in and out of his wife’s cunt and waited for the yummy cream pie. My big present lasted a long time fucking me too. I came on his dick several times before he exploded inside me. You see, a big dick can give me a G-spot orgasm. And this one did, many times.  When his cock pulled out of me, my hubby stuck his greedy little tongue up inside me licking out all that yummy cum. He is such a good clean up boy.

I love cuckolding phone sex because I am a real life cuckolding mistress. So, do have the equipment to fuck me while my loser hubby watches and cleans up, or do you need to sit on the sidelines with my hubby and watch while a real man gets the job done?

Small Dick Humiliation Phone Sex with Brooklyn

Last night I went out clubbing with some of my gal pals. There was this group of guys swarming around us like vultures. They kept telling us they had what we needed. They were investment brokers. All drove BMWs, wore Rolexes and were buying bottles of Cristal and paying with their American Express gold cards. I can see through that kind of over compensating behavior. I married money. I drive a Lexus. I have expensive jewelry. I don’t want for anything. Expect big cock. These guys had hit my ceiling for annoying. I mean if a guy is stupid enough to spend all sorts of money on me and my girlies buying us drinks and shots, well that is his problem. Spending money is not a guarantee of sex.  The only thing that guarantees a guy gets to fuck me, is a big cock. Talking 10 inches of pure hard meat means we going to fuck. 8-9 inches of thick meat is a pretty sure thing, but not a guarantee. Anything under 8 inches, well you ain’t getting shit from me, but giggles.

These dudes were trying to get us to go home with them. So, I chimed in. I explained, if we were going to go home with them, we needed to know they could satisfy us. I instructed then to line up and pull their cocks out from largest to smallest. They thought I was kidding I insisted that if we didn’t see the goods then no fucking. Well, they whipped out their peckers and just as I thought worthless. Biggest one was 5 inches at best. My girlies and I giggled. I thanked them for the drinks and suggested they buy some panties for their little girly pee pees. They looked dumbfounded.

I do not get why guys with small peckers  think they can fuck me? I don’t need anything from a guy but a big hard cock. So let me be clear again, the size of your dick depends on how he play. So if you call me and say you got what I need, you better  be packing serious heat or your pecker doesn’t get near me. Be prepared for laughter and humiliation if you lack what I require.

Hot Phonesex with Brooklyn: Free Fallin and Free Ballin

When I was younger, I dated this very well hung guy who was a total thrill seeker. Sophisticated older man, very wealthy too. He climbed mountains in the Andes, wrestled crocodiles, bungee jumped off bridges, flew planes,  sky dived, swam with sharks… If there was a risk of death, he did it. He actually convinced me to skydive tandem with him. I took lessons for a month and his friend was a pilot also and he arranged it so we could skydive over a private beach along the coast of Jamaica. Normally, I only take risks with cock, you know fucking other women’s guys lol. But Brad had a huge cock and I was afraid if I  didn’t at least try to share some of his adventures with him,  he would find another play thing who would.

When we were in the plane about to jump, I got really nervous. Brad thought it would be a good idea to fuck first. Get our adrenaline pumping and cast my fear away. Good plan. He whipped out his 11 inch dick for me to swallow. I had this heavy pack on my back, but I still managed to suck a load of cum out of him. He then returned the favor and ate my pussy till you could peal me off the top of the cargo cabin. Brad always got hard again quickly, so by the time I squirted all over his face, he was ready to cum again. He had me on all fours, positioned me right by the door of the plane we would eventually be jumping out of, and slammed his cock in my wet cunt. He had his hands on my neck, holding me tight, almost choking me, but in a good way. Before I realized it, the plane door opened up, and he pushed me out while his cock was still in me. I was free fallin and he was free ballin. His big huge balls were slapping on me in the wind. I was screaming. He had his hands around me and his legs intertwined in such a way his cock actually stayed in my pussy. I had dick in me from 20,000 feet in the air as I may have been falling to my death. I was scared to death, but I was still wet and my nipples were hard.

I just left it to Brad. He obviously knew what he was doing. We fell for what felt like hours. His cock never left my pussy. Even when he pulled the cord, his cock stayed in me. We landed on a sandy dune of this tropical paradise. My knees were wobbly, my heart racing, but I was so excited from the danger, the adrenaline rush was amazing. I skydived with a cock up my cunt and landed in the sand surrounded by crystal blue water. And I was alive to brag about it. I could understand now why Brad was such a thrill seeker and adrenaline junkie. I was on such a high that I was alive, I fucked him again on the sand dune we landed on. I had sand up my ass and in my cooch. But, I didn’t care, my cunt had never been so wet as it was at that moment. We fucked all afternoon on that beach. Sadly my relationship with Brad didn’t last much longer after that because he wanted me to fuck him as he bungee jumped off a bridge. But, I will never forget that day. Where is the craziest  and most dangerous place you have ever fucked, or fantasized about fucking?