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Small Cock Humiliation Phone Sex with Vinny

I make no apologies for loving big black cock.  I am a hot piece of ass that deserves Grade A beef. Last week, a small dick loser tried to call me to fuck. Now, I will fuck a white man if he has a nice cock. But look at this pathetic excuse for manhood? My clit gets bigger than that when I am aroused. I laughed at him. I mean really? As a self respecting confident woman, how do you go from a foot long thick Kielbasa to a beenie weenie? You don’t. After having my pussy stretched by a real cock, a short stack not only would fall out, but I would never feel it.

If you are a white man and do not understand why women are with black men,  look between your legs, then Google black cock. You will clearly see why many of us prefer black cock. It’s big; it’s thick; it’s full of cum;  it get’s hard easily; it stays hard; and it can fuck all night long. Once you go black, it’s hard to go back. I’m not saying you can’t fuck me if you are white, but you certainly can’t fuck me if you have anything close to resembling the loser white dick next to my pic. Now, if you look anything like the big black cock to the left, well you can fuck me anytime you want.  But please, don’t waste my time if you got a pathetic pecker. Look at me,  I deserve big dick. We both know it. If you send me pics of your beenie weenie, be prepared for me to show it to the world. If you can’t please a woman, well you should at least make her laugh.

 

 

Tiny Rainbow Penis of Billy Fagan

What a pathetic sissy loser Baby Billy Fagan is turning out to be.  He is stuck in his little town of Dalls, PA, with nothing to do exceot let me, Mistress Janelle, torture his tiny little cock. He knows he deserves the pain, and he tries to take it like a good boy, but he just doesn’t have what it takes to ever be a man.

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We decided to make his little cock into a dicky rainbow tonight. He used some hair ties and wrapped them tightly around his balls and then around his cock. It made the cutest, tiniest little rainbow! I laughed and laughed when It looked like the head was going explode! In between putting every new colored band on his penid, he had to snap his cock with another hair tie, like a really strong rubberband snap. Poor Baby Billy Fagan…. but he counted out each one and he thanked me appropriately.

His little pee pee just couldn;t get enough punishment, so I made him stand in front of the window and press his baby sized cock against the cold glass so all the neighbors could have a good laugh at his pint sized pee pee. The pictures of him in his new panties are a riot — there is barely a bump where there should be a cock.  To warm his little cold cock up, Baby Billy had to fuck the carpet. So he laid down and humped the carpet, rubbing his pathetic cock on the carpet until it got some rug burn.

But he is a grateful little sissy, and he realizes how worthless he is to any woman. He is just a little plaything, something to inflict pain and torture on. The most pathetic thing is we tried slamming his balls in the closet door, and they wouldn;t even reach…. hahahaha  what a waste of space in those panties!! Tomorrow will be more torture and Mistress Darla is going to help me  make sure Baby Billy knows just how tiny his wee wee is. Get your fists ready baby Billy – those tiny nuts will suffer endlessly and then get punched until we are done with you…..

She Fucked Me Like A Man

I was in the neighborhood and decided to drop in on a new friend of mine, Amber. She was introduced to me by an awesome guy I fuck on the regular. The cool thing about Amber is that she has a dick! I’ve dobe threesomes with her and my friend, but I had never been alone with her. She is sexy as fuck, and alwsys smells and looks fantastic. I was in the mood for something different today and luckily she was game!

Now usually, I tend to be pretty dominant with my men, I know what I like and I make sure to give them what thry need. But Amber blew me away, I guess with all that testosterone she has hiding under her skirt! She took charge and began ripping my clothes off. I could feel her raging hardon under her tight little skirt and the way she was handling my body made me so fuckign wet. She threw me back on the bed, pinned my feet above my head and told me she was going to fuck me like no man ever could.

I tried to tell her how sexy she was, but she was playing so rough she put her hand over my mouth and told me to shut my cumwhore mouth. I was so turned on at this point my nipples were hard and my pussy dripping. She then took her whole fist and shoved it inside my wide open pussy. She jammed it in and out and I couldn’t scream because she still had my mouth covered. She kept saying that even though she’s a girl she is a better fuck than any man.

She continued to fist me until I came all over her hand and wrist. She didn’t waste any time climbing on top of me and sticking her throbbing cock inside. She fucked me so good, and now I have to remember to pay an extra special thank you to my very good friend who introduced us… Talk to you soon, Baby…..

He got caught in the act

You won’t believe what happened to me while I was out getting breakfast! I was just sitting at my booth trying to enjoy my coffee and blue berry pancakes when I see this guy staring at me. He wasn’t just staring at me either, he had one hand on his dick too. That was when realized that I was wearing a short skirt without panties and to make it worse my legs were spread.
Something must be wrong with me because I decided not to close them even though I could tell he was recording me with his phone. Instead I gave him a little show from my booth just because I felt like doing something nice. Watching me finger my cunt under the table will probably be the highlight of that guy’s life or at least his day.
I’m surprised no one else noticed, but it’s not like I was gonna stop if they did anyway.

Come party with a wild bitch!

I am all about the money, drugs, parties, but most of all I’m all about the fuck. I love to fuck, you, your friend, even your girlfriends. It makes me no mater, As long as I can cum, I don’t give a shit. I don’t care how I cum, as long as I cum, and as long as you cum, that’s all that maters to me.

I can cum on your face, hands, dick whatever. I am a drug cum slut who loves to have every fuck hole in my body filled with cum, over and over. No just men’s cum, but I also love pussy juices, and not mine.

I want your girlfriends, wife’s, I want it all. I love to have all together fun, with everyone. I like cum all together. You can play with me for a good price. I’m a HUGE party whore. If you want to pay to play, and have a good time, then I am your bitch.  You cant get no wilder than me. I am a wild ass slut and I am thirsty every second of the day. Stop by and quench my thirst, I would love to have you and a few more around to play with.

Don’t forget to bring some good party favors as well. I will bring the pussy, if you bring the powder, and your pick of cum. I will be waiting to party with you and yours, but don’t keep me waiting too long, or I will move to the next party.

Steamy Text Sessions With Sweet Sasha!

 

I know you love hearing my voice in your ear. Whispering all the dirty naughty things I want to do to you and what I want you to do to me. I love love love getting that big cock nice and hard. Listening to you moaning in my ear, hearing you stroke that cock. But I have to admit, it is so hot having you message me, telling me the things you want to do to me. The anticipation of waiting to see a response. How I will react to you. Making you wonder if i am  being a good girl. Whether I am touching my self. Maybe I am.. Maybe I am not… You wont know. That is what makes it so much fun. The fact that you have no idea how wet I truly am. How I am playing with my juicy little cunt. Then after our text session, I want you to make me beg you to call. To let me moan in your ear. Tell you how bad of a girl I have been while we were typing to each other. I want to hear you groaning, while stroking that cock. I want you to let me make you cum!

 

 

All Aboard the Sissy Train: Cho Cho Cho

Do you have a clit stick? Are you an unhung hero? A 2 pump chump? A sissy fairy fag? Panty boy? Cum guzzling pansy? If you answered yes to any of the above, then welcome to my world of small cock humiliation. I am a Goddess. The kind of woman you will NEVER fuck.  You worship me. You honor me. You entertain me. You pay tribute to me. You obey me. But you never ever fuck me.

I collect tiny dick losers like I collect shoes. I have  shoes for every outfit, every occasion. And I have a loser for every day of the year. But a Goddess never has enough sissies to humiliate. In between fucking real men, I enjoy collecting sissies. Let me help you find the perfect pair of panties to cover up your sissy bits, give you some humiliating assignments to please me, and hop on my sissy train.

I love all sorts of humiliation. I will dress you up. Post pics of your clit stick on my blog so others can laugh too. I will send you to Victoria’s Secret to buy panties to wear for me. Make you drink cumaritas. Have you singing little sissy ditties about your short spout.  Deny you orgasms.  Send you to your local adult bookstore for special toys for your little back door pussy. Small cock humiliation phone sex has endless possibilities.

If you are new to the world of small dick humiliation, we offer a variety of specials to save you a few bucks while exploring your sissy fag side. That’s more money that you can spend of your Goddess. What are you waiting for? All aboard the sissy train, “Cho-cho-cho.”

Use My Ass to Keep You Warm

A few years ago, I went to visit my oldest son at Harvard during winter. I was in this little bookstore with him when a blizzard of epic proportions hit. We had to wait it out as it was a complete white out outside with dangerously cold temps. Well a few hours in a bookstore, turned into a few days. Small town, so the blizzard incapacitated the whole town.  The snow did not stop and drifts covered the door so we were physically trapped. We had some food in the bookstore  and a bathroom thanks to the employees. But after 4 hours of being trapped, we lost power. It was my son, myself and two other boys working the store.  We had to stay warm. We had to entertain ourselves. Not that I am not a literate whore. I’m actually very well educated and schooled in literature. But, being the smart cookie I am, when presented with cock or books to pass the time in a cold store, I’ll pick cock every time; especially young cock.

I had three well hung college age studs all to myself. It was purely bonus that we lost power. We had to fuck to stay warm. We had to fuck to stay alive. Turns out a few days of being trapped makes guys more aggressive, a bit cagey so to speak. After the second day, the sex got rough. They no longer cared what I wanted. They forced me on the cold floor and fucked  all my holes at the same time. I had a cock in my mouth, my cunt and my ass. My son could be aggressive, but it was the other two that egged him on to obliterate my ass, use it for heat. My son forced my face down on the floor, which rose my ass up and the other two shoved both hands in my cunt and ass. Stretched me way the fuck out.  No lube, no warning; just  started double penetrating my holes. Eventually my son joined in on the torture. They sodomized me with their fists for what seemed like forever. They used my ass and my cunt to keep their hands warm in the freezing temps.  All three of them inserted their cold hands and arms up my ass. I never knew you could go so deep in a person’s ass or cunt until that day. To keep me warm, they came all over me every couple of hours.

Finally we were rescued. My ass has never been the same since. My ass was stretched out further than it ever had been before, or ever has been since. I became an anal queen during that time trapped in the Harvard Bookstore. I secretly loved how they distorted my ass; the pain I felt being triple penetrated by fists. Every anal experience now, I hope to create that same sensation. What would you put in my ass or how would you fuck my ass to stretch it out further than it’s ever been stretched before?

Boy Batter and Mommy Milk Birthday Cake

I am a Goddess. Not a domesticated one, however. I am a trophy wife. My husband married me for my skills in the bedroom, not the kitchen. But, today was my oldest son’s birthday and I wanted to make him a cake. I went to the store, bought all the ingredients, looked up a recipe and cleared the cobwebs from the stove. I was gonna bake him a damn birthday cake.  He showed up early. I was not ready for him. He was extremely turned on seeing me in an apron. In fact, he popped a chubby in his pants seeing me all domesticated. His arousal made him aggressive. I liked it.

He bent me over the kitchen island, hiked up my skirt and started fucking me from behind. I didn’t even need any foreplay. My pussy was ripe for his cock. My big boobs were pressed against the island while he slammed his dick in and out of me. Suddenly his brother walked in. Well he wanted in on the mommy action. He got up on the island and stuck his cock in my mouth. Skull fucked me good. Next thing I knew, he pulled me up on the island, flipped me over and started drilling my holes. My youngest  son started fucking my ass with a rolling pin, while the other shoved his dick in my mouth and pulled out my old breast pump for milk for his cake. I honestly thought my titties had long dried up, but sure enough he pumped some milk out of them titties. He insisted we use it in the cake. Extra special ingredient. And both boys contributed some batter, just not for the cake. I had boy batter in my ass, my cunt and mouth

Needless to say the cake didn’t get made. But we had kitchen fun with batter and milk. I got to eat all sorts of boy batter and they drank some mommy milk. Turns out I have better kitchen skills than I thought!

Like Granny, Like Grand-Daughter: Love for BBC is in the Genes

I recently found my grandma’s dairy. Turns out granny had some secrets. She had a love for black cock too. But in the 50s, interracial sex was not common place, nor was it socially acceptable. Everyone knows I love big black cock. I don’t hide my need for black cock. My granny, however, could not be open about her desires. The 50s were different sexually and racially. As I read her diary I became so sad for her having to hide her black lovers; keep her sexual preference for dark chocolate a dirty little secret. I blast my sexual escapades with black dick all over the Internet. If granny had done that, she would have been killed, and her lovers too.

According to her dairy, interracial sex was likened to savagery and even cannibalism. It was considered a deviant desire that according to the leading sex experts of the time, required electro shock therapy or even a lobotomy to fix. Wanting a real man that can satisfy me sexually, who can take control of me, who can fill me up is not deviant, but natural behavior. And I sure as hell don’t need cured. What needs cured is tiny dick syndrome. White pathetic men who think their small wieners can do anything for a woman and that size does not matter.  Of course size matters. I bet the men who persecuted my granny’s sexual life in the 50s were men with little peckers who felt threatened by the virility of a black stud. Insecure, pathetic losers who could never make a woman cum.

The more I read my granny’s diary the more respect I had for her. She was a brave woman to take charge of her sexual needs in an era that believed she had none. In the 50s women were to have sex to procreate, not sexual enjoyment. Women made love, but never fucked.  Kudos to my granny for not wanting to lay on a bed counting ceiling tiles. She wanted to fuck. Just like I do, but I have the freedom to fuck. Any man who is threatened by my need for thick dark meat or love for fucking, can lobotomize themselves. Life is too short to waste on small cocks and no orgasms. My granny had no real recourse when it came to dealing with insecure white men. Women were expected to be submissive in the 50s. But today, I can make a tiny dick loser my bitch; my pet; my cuckold; my sissy; my helper.

I feel sorry for all the women of the 50s who believed size didn’t matter . I’m glad I live in a more enlightened sexual era. My granny was a sexual pioneer. But reading about her black lovers and her love for big cock in an era of female sexual repression, made me wonder if it’s in my DNA to want those monster black cocks.