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Bucket Orgy

We had one of the coolest fucking orgies ever last night. A whole shit load of horny ass people showed up and the fact that we partied till the sun came up.
the first thing w noticed when we walked in was a blue bucket sitting on a end table in the middle of the room with a sign that said “Cum Bucket” on it.
It was explained that every time a man came he had to cum some in the bucket. It was also explained that the first person to puke, male or female from partying, would have to drink all the cum from the bucket that had been accumulated. Then they would start filling it up again for the next poor slob that couldn’t handle his or her liquor and it would be their turn to drink
I love cum so much that the thought crossed my mind several times to puke on purpose just so I could guzzle down that bucket of jizz.
We did have a great night and a lot of dudes and chicks ended up with bellies full of cum.

Worship this Ass, cum whore!

 

Look at you with you cock in your hand just stroking it while staring at my luscious ass. You know all you fantasize about doing is getting down on your knee cum slut and beg me for permission to kiss my butt. Well, I got news for you bitch! You have to do more than just kiss it! You will kiss it, lick it and bury your face deep in it while you worship my sexy Mistress Tranny ass. So what are you waiting for, sissy faggot? Assume your mother fucking position below me and get ready to show me how much you crave my ass. Oh, and just remember … you can never even think that your little pee stick can go inside of my booty. No, no … that will never happen with Mistress Suzi! So know your bitch ass place while I sit on your face. Then just maybe if you please me and my ass right, then I will give you the privilege to have my big cock deep inside your faggot hole to drop my cum load. 

Dixie’s Revenge

Yes I am a cum slut. A fun loving let’s fuck cum slut. But when you cross me revenge is all I can think of. I will plot and scheme and plan until I have exacted my revenge,
They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but I am going to serve my revenge hot, scalding hot.
I have created my device, a candle stick with a tube attached to it. so that the hot wax melts down the tube.
The unfortunate little whore that has pissed me off to the highest point thinks I am inviting her over to talk things out. she is in for a rude awakening, it isn’t going to be all peaches and cream for her.
Everything is set up. She will be tied in a very special way. On her hands and knees, unable to escape. the tube is going to be inserted into her tight little ass. I will light one candle after the other and sit back. I will masturbate from the pleasure of watching her scream as hot wax fills her ass. When one is burnt out I will light another. I don’t intend to stop until she has passed out from the pain.
yes when you piss me off there is a price to pay, and pay that price she will.

Bang Bang

I want to be a modern day Bonnie and Clyde. The only problem is I haven’t found my Clyde. I need a big strong man that isn’t afraid to be my accomplice. A guy that will hold the gun while I call the shots. I want to know that he wants to find trouble and fuck shit up in style and live on the edge. I want to do everything from robbing mother fuckers to fucking pussy with the barrel of our guns and making bitches scream both from pleasure and from pain. I want to pillage and plunder and just plain reek all kinds of havoc. I want people to know who we are by our reputation, the carnage we leave behind and the fear just the mere mention of our name instills. Hell yeah I want to be a gun toting, bad ass bitch with a bad mother fucker by my side. makes me so fucking hot thinking about it I just want to shove this cold steel barrel up my cunt and cum. Are you game?

Remembering…

Every once in a while I dream about my first taste of blood and how it made me feel. I wake up in a puddle of sticky, wet cum every time. The sensations it created deep inside my cunt that first time I beat the shit out of a bitch all come flooding back in my dream. I can see clearly how she looked crumbled and bleeding on the gorund, I remember the glassy look in her eyes when I held her legs opened so all the guys could bang the shit out of her little pussy. It makes me cum just as hard as if it was that day, the first time and I was right there again. Then the dream goes to me picking up that beer bottle. I can feel the cold smooth glass in my hand and the feeling of smashing it on the ground. I remember the thrill of shoving the broken end deep inside the bitches pussy as I fuck her with it until her pussy is just torn flesh, bleeding and worthless to anyone ever again. I always wake up in a cold sweat with my hand on my cunt and cum every where. I love remembering….

Bondage Is The Perfect Storm

Doesn’t it  just make your fucking dick rock hard to hear the raging storm out side, the lightening flashing and the thunder booming, the sky dark and angry unleashing it’s fury on all of us?
Meanwhile inside the storm has crawled under your skin, the rage of nature is coursing though your blood and your pulse is loud inside your head matching the thunder outside.
The fierceness of the weather is building the lust inside and the need for hot, rough hunger driven sex is taking over. You are becoming more animal like with each lightening flash searing through your brain.
Finally I walk in, soaked from the unrelenting rain. Looking like I have fought the good fight and lost.
Finally some of this primal rage can be released. Without a word you grab me by the hair and pull me towards you kissing me so hard my lips are bruised when you pull me away. You rip the dripping clothes from my body and yank me to the room where the straps are ready for my wrists. Raising my arms above my head you fasten the straps and lash me to the ceiling. Before I can speak the ball gag is in my mouth and begin fastened behind my head.
The lust in your eyes is roaring like the storm and you don’t even try to hide it as you circle me like an animal circling it’s prey. Slapping my ass and tits, shoving your hand between my legs to my already soaked pussy. You don’t know if it is from the storm I just took refuge from or the storm that you are creating inside me.
My chest is heaving from pure desire at this point and I want to be fucked hard and rough. I want you to create our own storm here giving me  no control at all, leaving me completely at your mercy and making me like it.

This Hole is NOT Made for a Little Dick!

I have a favorite truck stop that I like to visit, to find new clients.  They’ve got great food, good company, and a very special surprise in the bathroom.  The last stall shares a wall with the shower room, where truckers can go freshen up.  It’s a perfect location for the well-worn glory-hole!

I like the exciting anonymity of glory-holes!  It’s just me and the cock!  It’s purely pleasure-focused.  So, I use the glory-hole as an advertising tool, so to speak.  It’s a great way to showcase my talent.  And, if the guy enjoys my skills – as they always do – then, he’s waiting for me when I leave the bathroom.  Sometimes, I follow them to their trucks, if they’re willing to pay for an encore.

There’s a lot of trust that goes into this act, but that’s part of the excitement.  Cocks can cum and go without any pressure to be attracted to the other person, and I can play with them all, or reject them all.  But, what I like to do is wait for that special, big one.  Now, there are always a few duds before you come across a stud!  I take my time to choose wisely.  This glory-hole has plenty of space, so when I see a cock peek in that doesn’t have much wiggle-room, I pounce!  A big cock is a terrible thing to waste, but a wonderful thing to taste. LOL

 

Hardcore Anal Fucking

My kitty gets so wet when I’m in pain. I know it pleases my Master to see me crying, begging for it to stop. The best kind of pain is when my tight little asshole is stretched all fucking day long. That’s right, a 24 hour hardcore anal marathon. No little dicks allowed here, and nothing more then just a drop of lube. I took the first thick, black dick slamming into my tight hole with just a few whimpers. By the third BBC I was weeping. Eventually I was on all fours, my round ass up in the air and my asshole stretched and dripping with cockjuice. I thought I was done. I knew my Master had already been pleased, watching these huge, black cocks destroy my tight little asshole. Then, I heard a girl’s voice. My Master’s younger sister had cum in the room. Suddenly, I felt her gentle, small hands grip a fistful of my hair and yank my head back. She thrust in the BIGGEST strap-on-cock I’ve ever felt deep into my anal cavity. I screamed out loud. The pain had my pink pussy dripping all over the place, and she started to rub my swollen clit. With one more final thrust in my ass sending waves of pain throughout my body, she took her whole fist and shoved it deep into my soaking wet pussy.

You Play, You Pay

I knew I was taking a chance. But the thrill of trying and hoping not to get caught had me so fucking hot that I couldn’t help it. I wanted to stop several times while I was a head of the game. But each time when the opportunity arose and I knew there was a chance I could get caught, the thrill of trying to get away with it made me go for it.
Finally my fucking luck ran out. I picked the wrong time, the wrong place and the wrong fucker. How was I supposed to know he knew my people? How was I supposed to know he was a regular and knew the prices? I had fucked him last week and all was fine.
When he made the appointment I was confident that it would be fine. But when I showed up the President of our chapter was there with him. Wanting to know how long I had been doing side jobs on my own, charging my own rates and not giving him his cut.
I had no answer and the punishment I knew was coming scared me and turned me on at the same time. My knees were shaking from fear and my pussy was oozing from the excitement of my punishment.
Yeah I know that makes me a twisted bitch but what the fuck can I say. I was waiting for it, I knew I would get caught eventually and I still kept tempting fate.
I took my punishment like a champ. I enjoyed most of it to tell the truth. Being tied to the wire metal frame that dug into my skin and caused me to bruise, the ball gag in my mouth, the pussy torture and the endless hours of being alternately beat and fucked and tortured into submission.
It was almost more then I could handle, but not enough to push me over the edge.
I am a tough bitch and these things excite me, even if they are meant to scare me into submission.
As I lay here touching the sore, swollen and bruised parts of myself, I smile and wince at the same time. You can bend me but you will never break me…it’s only a matter of time…only a matter of time!

Raging Hellish Fire

Burning red flames is my game and you will feel the heat of my darkest desires. The fire I use as a gateway to creates a hellish havoc on anyone, anything, and any place it comes in contact with. Watching the massive destruction of it’s burning flames, sends a heat wave throughout my body that to fuel my wicked desires. My favorite items that I always have an abundance of is matches, lighters, and gasoline. The great thing about having those items in possession, is for two reason … that they are cheap and untraceable. There is nothing in this world than watching useless soul have gasoline pour on them and burst in to flames. Their chilling screams gets me to cum every time. Or even if I found a victim that I want to tie down and take a red hot cast iron to brand them as if they were cattle. Humm, the smell of sizzling, burnt flesh can always intensify my lustful hunger to take what is mine and give no mercy to the innocent.