Category: Bratty Girl Phone Sex

Cheating Phone Sex With Cody

I have that tight young popping pink pussy that makes men drop to their knees. I haven’t ever had trouble finding men but keeping them is a different story.

My Boyfriend wanted to have a threesome and now he is distant. We fucked a lesbian. If Anyone would be cheating it should be me. That girl sucks and finger fucked my pussy so damn good I still can’t walk straight.

I love my guy, but he just doesn’t get the job done. I want to scream, squirt, and pass out from pleasure. But I end up faking it. He flops around on top of me and I can’t take it any more. But something about him keeps me there and now he is fucking some other bitch.

I told him I was going out tonight but really I waited to watch him. About 10 minutes after I left, He rushed out of the door and too his car. He drove off. I was catching him in the act! I didn’t want to fallow him. So I went back into the house, got in my short shorts, and little crop top.

When he walked back into the door, He dropped everything in his hands. He was shopping. Shopping for Christmas stuff.

I crawled over to him and unzipped his pants. I started to suck his cock. I choked on it as I pushed it deeper into my throat. I want to apologize for questioning him, and thinking he was cheating when all he was doing was shopping. I made sure his cock was nice and soaking wet. I pulled my pants down and he pushed me up against the wall. My man fucked my tight pussy so good and hard. I exploded all over him! 

Serve Your Goddess

He said he wanted to fuck me. Said he knew how to please and treat a Goddess like me.  Then he took his clothes off. I laughed for hours. I mean seriously how in the world did he think he could fuck me with such a small dick? My Ken doll as a wee one had a better package than the live man standing naked before me. He looked bewildered that I was not impressed with what was between his legs.  I went into my bedroom, came back with a pair of pink frilly panties and my favorite dildo. I made him hold the dildo next to his worthless pecker. I asked him which was bigger. He had to admit reluctantly that my toy was 4 times the man he was. I tossed him a pair of my panties and order him to put them on. Something smaller than my clit belongs in panties.

I then instructed him to clean my house. You wanna please a Goddess like me, well you better fucking be willing to do anything. Like scrubbing my bathroom toilet and floor with your tongue while wearing a pink pair of my panties. I can find a place in my world even for the sorriest excuse for a man. If you don’t have at least 8 solid inches of hard thick man meat, then get rid of any hopes of fucking me. My cunt and my ass are for real mean only.

But don’t fret, I will find a place for you just like I did for my newest pin dick loser. I know I am a goddess and I get that you just want to share the same space with my perfect body. But my body is too perfect for the likes of you, so put on your big girl panties and let’s find a way to make you useful. You will serve your Goddess somehow.

Size Queen Brooklyn

So, a sissy wannabe sent me some pictures of her for public shaming. First, I was like why should I bother when she has never called me. But then I was like the what the fuck, I love humiliating tiny dick losers. And this one has a wife who obviously is a size queen, she just isn’t a dominate bitch yet like me. I have no problem letting my husband know I am going out to get a real man. Hell, I fuck real men in front of him all the time.  But this sissy, Samantha, only recently discovered that her wife has been whoring around on the Internet looking for big cock. See guys don’t delude yourself. Size matters. Some women just prefer to save your feelings and get what they need discreetly. I on the other hand, have no problem being vocal about my needs. I need big cock. I will have big cock. Life is too short not to be sexually satisfied. And this poor sissy’s wife has to be one sexually frustrated woman looking at that pathetic little thing. Good for her for saying enough is enough, or not enough in the case of her husband’s dick!

At least this sissy knows she belongs in panties. I feel sorry for all the women out there stuck with husbands like Samantha. No way she can satisfy a sexy woman. I bet she can’t even please her hand. Women stuck with pin dick pathetic husbands need to take control and get a real man for their bedroom.  Sissy husband’s like Samantha belong in the house cleaning and taking care of household things, they never belong in the bedroom.  Small dick husbands are really more like pets. My husband doesn’t share my bed with me. We have separate bedrooms. I also have a large pet bed for him. That is where he lays when I am entertaining a real man in my bedroom.  I think Samantha’s wife needs a pet bed for her, because it is clear from this picture that she can’t give her any sexual pleasure.

Send me all the pics you want sissy boys and tiny dick losers, but be forewarned, I will use them for my amusement and to empower other women to be a dominant size queen like me.  If you can’t fuck me, you very well better amuse me.

Dinner is on me..

There he was just sitting there in-front of me. His jaw hit the floor. I think he was expecting something else for dinner.

 I knew he was drooling from his mouth and cock when he saw what I was serving. A big serving of my pussy.

I had my legs spread wide open, trimmed and clean. He hesitated for a few seconds but dove right in to my pussy.

I knew from the moment I laid my eyes on him I knew he was what I wanted. He wasn’t looking for anything serious but he was done with his one night stands. What we had was a good fuck buddy system.

I had just gotten home from another date I went on with this sexy but boring man. I sent Mike a text as my date was driving me home. I told Mike to come horny and hungry. just a few minutes pasted before Mike was there knocking on the door. I opened my door and turned around to have him unzip my dress.  I told him to sit down, he should eat first. He was going to need his energy. 

The Perfect Date

 

The Perfect Date

You are so tall; I would have to climb up on a step ladder to look you in the eye.  But the place you belong to look up at me is on your knees.  You ask me what the perfect date is.  It starts with you making reservations at my favorite restaurant and surprising me with a bottle of expensive wine. As we are sipping wine and enjoying a pricey meal on your dime, you slip your shoe off and start to rub your foot all over my sopping wet pussy under the table. I occasionally adjust myself to accommodate your toes and gentle massaging, I lean back and stare at you while sipping a glass of wine and edge me into a constant state arousal.  We chit chat and talk. You stop foot fucking me as we start dessert.  Towards the end, you give me one of many pieces of jewelry to show your appreciation of the hot piece of ass that lets you fuck her.  It’s a bracelet, tasteful but with large enough diamonds for it to be noticed from across the room.  This is the goal, being seen with a woman like me that is quickly noticed from across the room by everyone.  I know your cock is hard, and more than anything you want to sink yourself all that way up my ass.  But you still haven’t earned it.  It’s still early and you have so much more pleasing to do for me yet.

We skip the movie; I tell you it sounded boring and stifle a yawn.  Instead you take me to this scenic spot in the park where we can see a foggy view of the city next to the river and bridge.  You go down on me there, in full view for anyone to watch if they happen to be crossing the east side of the bridge.  We attract a couple of on lookers, I’m certain I see one holding their phone and recording my back arching and thighs locked on either side of your head.  Nothing would please me more than if a cop came by and ticketed us (which you would pay for, of course). Watching you give them your information while your mouth is glistening with my pussy juices would be the high light of my evening.

Finally we stumble into my apartment after we make a few stops at a couple hipster pubs on the way.  We are both nice and tipsy.  We play our favorite game; you get on your knees and beg me to let you fuck me.  I act disinterested, play on my phone while lying naked on the couch.  I rub my nipples and stomach as you plead with me.  I order you to rub your cock for me, show me how hard you can get.  I force you to bring yourself to the point of cumming, and then scream at you to stop! When I finally just want your cock inside of me I spread my legs with a smile and purr at what a good boy you are.  You spill your load inside of me and it drips out and leaks all over my labia. I hold your heaving body for a bit and stroke your hair, telling you what a good boy you are. 

I Need Punished

I love teasing you with my slutty little body. I know you will punish me good for showing off in front of your friends at dinner, but I just couldn’t help myself. I saw how furious you were when I sat in your dads lap and he practically had his face down the top of my dress. His old cock was hard and I grinded my ass all over it through his pants. That makes me a very naughty girl baby, and I love when I make you angry.

The women thought I was such a slut, and I know that made your cock hard. All of their husbands wanted to fuck me, and I enjoyed every second of them wanting my body. I know your blood was boiling when the strap of my dress fell down and gave everyone at the table a quick show. I just giggled as your friends grabbed my ass secretly in kitchen. All of them telling me that I am too good for you and that I should be fucking them.

But I know the truth baby, I am your little cum slut, and I am not good for anything except pleasing that hard cock of yours. I do love teasin git though, and I do love making you angry because then you really give me what I need. Your little princess in public, your trophy in front of your friends, and your pain whore behind the bedroom door. You buy me beautiful clothes, and then let me infuriate you when I wear them. Cum to bed baby and take care of your little cock tease….

Yummy Breasts

I kept asking if you wanted me to cook for Thanksgiving and you always give me the same answer – all you want to eat is me because I am so beautiful… You are so sweet baby, but I really need to know if I need to plan a day for baking. I tried asking you again last night and you said no turkey could ever have breasts like mine…. abd of course we were banging one off before I could get you really answer me.

But it got me to thinking.. maybe I could make you a SEXY turkey for Thanksgiving. I mean they DO have breasts and I know you think I am crazy anyways, so I got one prepared and decided to cook it up and serve you something sexy and delicious (like me). I think I may have over done it, but I made you a turkey you can eat the breasts right off of and still fill up your tummy.

I cooked all day in the kitchen, naked of course, bending over the hot oven and basting everything just right.  I kept imagining you here with me and had to stop several times and rub my clit at the thought of how yummy you would tell me everything looked, and the wonderful reward I would get in the bedroom tonight. I am not the best in the kitchen, but I can bake a bird and have a sense of humor, so I hope you enjoy your turkey breasts 🙂

I want you to hurt me

You’ve made me pay for lying and sneaking around like a dirty whore. I’ll admit that I’ve grown to like the attention, but because I’m your property I try to behave. Every punishment you give me I know I deserve. When you locked me away in that awful cage for two nights I had to eat my dinner from a dog bowl. You even invited some of our friends over to watch my humiliation.
All the canning has left my ass covered with painful welts and bruises. Yesterday morning you made me wear a skirt short enough that everyone could see the bruises on my thighs in public. So many people were staring, some were even laughing. The truth is, maybe I break rules because I like the attention and I love when you punish me. Would that be so bad? I want to be your good girl and I want to be your willing slave too. You know I’ll be anything, also do anything that you want. Recently I discovered that I like being a bad girl too.


Whenever I break a rule it’s exciting now. All I think about when I misbehave is how you’ll punish me. Lately I’ve been very difficult and bratty, it must be driving you crazy. Before I was always so eager to do whatever you demanded without hestitation. Sometimes I forget to address you as Sir or Master on purpose just so you’ll cane me. I hope it’s not too obvious. It’s just such a rush to see you angry and powerful. Nothing else makes my pussy so wet or makes my whole body tremble and you barely have to touch me.
Maybe this is what you had planned all along, maybe you wanted me to become this much of a pain slut. Soon I’ll probably be begging for beatings or for more degrading humiliations. It already feels like an addiction which makes me somewhat ashamed. I feel like some sort of twisted pervert. I’ve been thinking of you hurting me when I sneak away at night to play with myself. While I rub my swollen clit I picture you choking me, whipping me, and even cutting me. There are so many ways that I want you to hurt me that I’m starting to think I might be insane. I really can’t help it, I just want so much more. I only hope I don’t have to push you too far to get it.

Trick -r- Treat

 

I love Halloween!!

I am always excited for the young dad’s or young teen boys to come to my house.

I always get them to come into my house for one reason or another. 

I ask them if they want a trick, or treat…

My treats are the best.. 

They get blow jobs, butt sex, they can pound my pussy or fuck my titts. 

Most of them go for the treat.

Some how ever go for the trick. 

I sit them in a chair and blind fold them.. 

I put on my strap-on and make them suck my cock. 

Or I tie them to the couch and fuck their ass. 

A few men LOVE my tricks but there are the ones who where dumb enough to as for it.

Those men hate it, and often say they will call the cops..

I giggle and show them the video cameras I have set up. 

If you tell on me I’ll tell on you. 

The ones who love my tricks how ever always get a treat after words. 

What ever I do to them they do to me 🙂

Happy Trick-r-Treating!! 

Submissive Phone Sex: Broken Over a Joyride

I am a truly submissive slut now. But, I was not always this way. Once upon a time I was a rebel, bratty teen. Got into all sorts of trouble. But the day I became a submissive whore, is a day I will never forget. I was washing my dad’s boss’s brand new Jaguar for some spending money. It was a very sweet ride. I wanted to test it out. So I took it for a little joyride. Yeah, technically I had no permission and I had no license yet, but it was a Jag. I lifted the keys from his office desk while he was on a conference call and went for a drive.  I drove his  prized possession all around town; was gone for hours. I figured I would never get caught because he was at work and his car was in the employee garage. I figured wrong. He had cameras everywhere.

Not only did he call the cops on me, he called my daddy on me. I am not sure what was worse. The time I spent in juvy lock up or the weekend of pain my father inflicted on me for the embarrassment my little joyride cost him. He almost got fired over my little act of car thievery. Father decided then I had to be broken; I had to learn to obey and follow rules.  He stripped me naked. I had to kneel down with my ass exposed. He began paddling my ass with a wooden spoon. So hard, I had splinters in my ass and it was bleeding. But that was not enough. He escalated to caning me. This was excruciating. I could feel flesh tearing from my bottom. After my ass was raw and bleeding, he poured table salt into the wounds and made me sit on my bottom covered in salt to ponder my sins while he shoved his cock down my throat forcing me to suck him off.

I was crying, telling my Dad how sorry I was and I would never steal  a car again. Then,  he did something unexpected. He went and got a butcher knife from the kitchen. I was so scared thinking my father was going to kill me over a joyride. But no, he chopped off my beautiful blonde locks. He told me I was  too pretty and that if I was humbled perhaps I would no longer be such a bratty cunt. He then went in my room and destroyed all my clothes and makeup. I looked like an orphan. My hair tattered,  now forced to wear rags and second hand clothing. I would lose my popularity in school. But that is what daddy wanted. Me broke, and  dependent on him. He managed to break my spirit that day. I was forced into the life of a scared little girl dependent on her daddy for companionship.

I would never be a dominate brat again. I would never disobey my daddy again.  And thanks to a harmless joyride, here I am today seeking your approval, seeking your control, seeking your ownership. Use me as you see fit. I am a worthless, car stealing whore forever.