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Cock control with Monika
Do You Know How Hot Phonesex Can Be?
It was his first call. He was so nervous that he could barely speak. His throat was dry, his voice was shaking but his cock was hard and he wanted release. A few minutes of small talk and he started to settle in a little bit. That is when I took control, cock control. I told him all the kinky and perverted things I was willing to do for him and to him. I could hear his breathing change and I knew he was starting to stroke his cock to the sound of my voice and the story I was weaving with my words. He was starting to relax and get into it and the more he did the more I did. It wasn’t long before our breathing was in sync and we both began to moan with pleasure. My hand found my pussy as I went into detail about having his dick deep inside me and two girls in front of me. The erotic manajatwa of his dreams was coming to life for him and for me. We were both masturbating with a fevered pitch by now and on the verge of exploding for each other. Finely I heard him release his load and I felt my hand fill with cum. Both of us panting and spent he confessed that hot phonesex was something he would be doing with me again in the very near future.
Music Man
I never thought that being with a man with no sight would be such a turn on. He knows how to play my body just like he plays that guitar of his. When he played for me the first time, signing the blues, I could feel his hands touching me with every strum of the strings, his voice so passionate that it entered me and made my body react involuntarily. My pussy began to quiver and twitch and my nipples grew so hard that they ached. I wanted to feel his hands on me and not watch him caressing the guitar strings. I wanted the mouth that was singing the sad melody to cover mine in a deep and long kiss. I could feel his pain through his music. I have always been very detached. Sex and fucking are a primal and primitive ritual meant to bring pleasure and instant gratification but not meant to create any type of emotional bond. His sultry ways and intense passion were stirring things inside me that were foreign and uncomfortable and yet exciting and intriguing all at the same time. He must have been able to feel it because he stopped playing and told me he wanted me to let the music guide me. He encouraged me to masturbate while he played so he could smell the sweet and musky odor of sex while he played. He said it would inspire him. I felt a rush of fluid seep out of my pink pussy lips at the erotic thought of him enjoying me masturbating by smell instead of sight. Obeying him as if in an erotic and hypnotic trance I removed my clothes and as he began to play I closed my eyes and let the music and his voice guide my hands and bring me into his world. All I could think of was how I wanted him to stop playing and give himself to me the way I was giving myself to him and his music. I couldn’t see his cock behind the guitar so I had no way of knowing if it was hard or soft and the not knowing was driving me crazy. But my mouth was dry and I was so into the moment that I couldn’t even ask. Finally after what seemed like an agonizingly long time, he put his guitar down and laid me back. Using just his sense of touch he found every sensitive part of me and took us both to a place I have never been but will be returning to soon.
No Good Deed Goes Unrewarded
When my car broke down, I did not panic. Being a sexy woman, someone always stops to assist. Almost immediately a handsome stranger came to my rescue. He fixed my car. I wanted to give him a special thank you, so I unzipped his pants to give him some thank you head. Fuck my life. What was staring me in the face wasn’t anything to brag about. I so wanted to laugh at him. He had a pathetic clit stick, but he did just rescue me. But then again what good are standards if one doesn’t adhere to them. I pulled away, apologized, made up the excuse that I didn’t feel right blowing a married man.
He complained that he was so hard. I laughed in my head. Hard? How could he tell? It was THAT small. Still, I rarely feel bad about humiliating small cocks; they deserve it. But kindness needs to be repaid, so I masturbated for him, and guided him on how to stroke himself for me. We played a little guided masturbation game called “Red light green light.” I told him to stroke his cock and how to do it, but if I said red light he had to stop. Green light meant go again. I teased him, until his little nub looked like a big swollen clit.
I played with my pussy too for him. After a little tease and denial, I let him cum. Normally, I would be like your tiny pecker doesn’t deserve to cum. Rescuing me means you deserve to cum, but a small cock means you don’t deserve to cum by my hand! I am all about paying it forward, but a girl has to have standards. Do a good deed and have a big cock? Can fuck me all you want. Do a good deed, and have nothing but a nub? Can touch yourself all you want. Do nothing for me, and have nothing but a nub? Be prepared for a world of humiliation, denial and likely some forced feminization.
I See Said The Blind Man…..
Hello beautiful how are you?
Fine babe, hope you are too.
I am not, I can not sleep,
I have a secret that I keep.
It keeps me from my happiness
Phone sex calls I can’t resist
No one seems to understand
So I need a helping hand
I need to find my happy place
And with you I can escape
Will you run away with me?
Take me to a fantasy?
Yes I will my new friend
Close your eyes and let’s pretend
Let your mind be free
Cum and run away with me
Now your young, wild and free
Deep inside our fantasy
All your senses come alive
I see the fire in your eyes
You have to trust me all the way
In our world of role play
This evening you will loose your site
And I will help you with your plight
I will be your book of braille
Read me well and do not fail
Give me your special touch
The one you know I love so much
Touch me here and touch me there
In our world you have no fear
Higher and higher we will climb
Until I know that you are mine
Together we will learn to fly
Soaring high up in the sky
In the after glow so deep
You will sing us both to sleep
Dixie
Lock Up This Wet Bald Pussy
“Get your motor running, Head out on the highway, Looking for adventure, And whatever comes my way….” The open road in front of me,wind in my hair. I can feel the vibration from the music blaring load, running through my body. I was “Born To Be Wild” for sure! Peddle to the mettle, nothing can stop me. The rush of freedom on the open road, my fingers knuckle deep in my throbbing bald wet pussy, living life on the edge. It’s the perfect way to start my day! Did I say nothing can stop me? Except the flashing blue and red lights in my rear view mirror…..Fuck where did he come from? Turning down the music, pulling my soaked fingers out of my cunt and sliding them between my lips, I roll down the window and prepare myself for the speeding ticket that is heading my way.
I watch in my side mirror as he approaches the car, his hand on his night stick. I notice that he isn’t bad looking, all though most men in uniform turn me on. I can feel my cunt quivering between my legs and the juices are starting to flow again. Resisting the urge to slide my fingers back into my wet bald pussy, I roll my window down.
“Morning Officer”
“License and registration please”
Here we go….Handing him the information he requested. I get the familiar “Do you know why I pulled you over?” Biting my lip I keep from saying “You were happy to see me?”
I can’t help but notice the handsome chisel to his jaw and the biceps of his arms straining against the material of his uniform. My wet pussy is in over load and begging for my touch. When he walks back to his car I can’t help but slide my fingers back into my soft wet folds. Closing my eyes I give my cunt what it needs. Lost in the feelings I wasn’t paying attention and the next thing I know I feel him staring at me. Opening my eyes I see him standing there watching me while he rubs his huge, hard cock.
“Step out of the car miss”
I can barely stand because I am on the edge of a much needed orgasm. He turns me around and puts the cuffs on me before leading me to his car.
Sitting in the back seat I don’t say a word. He drove to the old jail and in we went. Not a soul in sight he put me in a cell and told me to take all my clothes off except my thigh high boots. He pulls his cock out and tells me to finish what I started on the high way.
Fuck this is hot as hell. Fingering my cunt I watch him jerking that huge dick of his and I want it so badly. Just when I don’t think my pussy can get any wetter he has me push my cunt against the bars and he slides that dick in me through them.
Fucking me hard he shoots a huge load into my soaking wet cunt and I finally get to explode.
He tells me to get dressed and he cuffs me again. He leads me out to his car and takes me back to the highway before taking the cuffs off me and letting me go.
A Night To Remember
Don’t you ever take a minute and wonder what I fantasize about? So many of my caller’s lust after me but none never ask what I like. Well I want to let you in on a special secret on what I fantasize about. There is this one hunk I lust for ever night. A certain task force Captain from the hot TV show Chicago PD. I wish I could be right with him through his every move. I’d wear the sluttiest naughty outfit. I would just lay myself across his desk sticking whatever is handy inside of me. When he would come in I’d lay back and masturbate to his presence. I would guide his hand to my clit and have him rub it till I came. I want him to desire my dripping wet pussy and take me out and throw me on his police car and fuck me like a convict. Yeah baby slap those cuffs on me. Fuck me with that night stick. I bet all the men who pass by would get hard watching him treat me like a slut right there in the open. I’d be his own personal badge bunny. Doesn’t that make you horny? I bet it does.
Pamper My Pussy
A day at the spa for me is a day of luxury, relaxation and pussy pampering fun.
I start my visit with a mani pedi. I love having my hands and feet pampered. And my pussy gets so wet knowing what is to cum. The slow work up to my masseuse is a teasing process. A facial follows the mani pedi. Laying there on the bed, wrapped in a towel, listening to the soothing sounds of the ocean while I wait for him is almost enough to make me cum right there.
Finally it is time for his hands. He knows just what I like. He turns me over and takes the smooth heated stones. Placing them down my spine he gently spreads my legs and begins rubbing a warm stone on my already wet pussy. I reward him with a moan of pleasure being sure to stay as still as I can. I am at his mercy and I love it!
I feel the warm stone sliding between the lips of my bald and waiting pussy. I feel him climb on the massage table and the unmistakable feel of the head of his cock replaces the stone as his hands slide up my back kneading my muscles while his cock teases my pussy.
He always takes his time massaging me inside and out until I am spent in every way before sending me to the steam room and sauna. I know he will meet me at the jacuzzi later. That is where he will instruct me. He will tell me just how to touch myself. He loves to lead me in guided masturbation, while stroking his huge cock. It is always how we end our time together and we both cum hard before saying our good byes.
Happy New Year with Cock Control from Brooklyn
I want to wish all the fuckalicious callers out there, a Happy New Year. I declare 2015 the year of cock control. Regardless if you have a cock or a clit stick, all men need to learn that the only one that should control their dick, is a woman. I mean we are superior. We are gorgeous. We do deserve pleasure before you. All the foxy freaks here at Fuckalicious deserve orgasms before you. If you are a worthless sissy fairy fag with a bean for a dick, then you don’t deserve to cum at all. In cases of pin dick losers, I control your cock completely. I may put it in panties; I may put it in a cage; I may slap some diapers on it; I will definitely laugh at it; I may even trample on it with some pretty high heels; and I will certainly deny it. So, if you have less than the 8 inches I required to allow into my perfect pussy, I will definitely control what you do with your sad excuse for a manhood.
Now, cock control applies to you well endowed boys too. I find that many of you big dick men think that size is all that it takes to please a woman. You stick it in, rabbit fuck us for a few minutes and shoot your load. Now, a few minutes of heaven may be all fine and dandy for some women, but not any woman worth keeping. Not any goddess like me. That is where my cock control comes in to play. You need to learn how to properly use your instrument for MY pleasure. Cock control may include guided masturbation instruction or tease and denial games, even a little edge play to help you learn some self control; learn how to last. It could include a little sensual domination or pussy worshiping to make sure you put my orgasms above your own. I don’t care if you have 2 inches or 12 inches, if you do not know a woman cums first, you are not a man.
Cock control is needed by many men. You are hedonistic creatures that often can’t put your dick down long enough to think about how to make a woman cum.