July 21, 2013

Sweet Treats

  I come in from my date and see you waiting on the couch.  Did you stay up just to wait for me?  Did you not hear me tell you that I had a date tonight? No sense in looking up at me with those sad puppy eyes!  I need a real man to take care of my needs, and lucky for me I found one!  The owner of that new bakery, just at the end of our street, is a big virile treat indeed! His big hands felt so good running over my silky skin.  His firm muscles rippled under my hands as I ran them hungrily over his chest and ass.  Oh what a handful that man is!  He’s quite a mouthful too!  Under those tight jeans of his, I found a very large, very able package, and I worked him like no woman has ever worked him before.  Worshipping his hardness with my hands and mouth, until I couldn’t wait any longer to feel his pulsing hardness deep inside me. Now, quit your pouting!  Come here to me and see what I’ve brought home for you. The sexy man is so nice, that he made sure to send home a hot, fresh treat just for you.  See how creamy and yummy it looks?  Are you ready to eat up your dessert darling?   Sara  
June 28, 2013

You’ve got it bad!

    I was right to take you to see Nurse Betty when I saw the symptoms begin.  It’s just as I thought, you’ve caught a raging case of the most debilitating fever known to man.  Day One it was an inability to resist staring at our pictures longingly, stroking your throbbing cock when you could get a moment alone.  Day Two you were completely unable to control yourself and felt your cock stiffen just at the thought of our names, cold showers did you no good, you were obsessed already.  By Day Three you were losing all will power and unable to resist the temptation of meeting us in the Chat Room, trying to think of some way to call us without “her” knowing. You are another lucky victim of the incurable Sarascarletella Fever. How did you contract it?  It’s simple really.  Had you picked up the phone on the first or second day, you would’ve been strong enough to handle the Fever and treat it as needed, but since you waited, the Fever has slipped into every cell in your body, making it impossible to function. You can’t sleep without dreaming of us.  Don’t you hope your girlfriend doesn’t notice what you’re doing at night and wonder why you’re having wet dreams like a 12 year old?  You can’t get on Facebook without rushing straight to our profiles.  You can’t concentrate on anything without the image of us popping into your mind.  You can almost hear our voices and feel our silky skin.  You spend every waking moment imagining what it would feel like to have us pleasure you. Your imagination ranges from one of us making you her toy, to all three of us have our way with you at the same time.  Oh how that makes your cock throb and jump at the thought!  You stroke feverishly and mumble our names as you cum, hoping no one hears you. There’s no cure for Sarascarletella Fever, but there is a treatment.  The only thing you can do is call and let us get some of that fire out of your system for you.  If not, you could easily have a melt down, and become even more infected that you are. Either way, you’ll never be the same…..we promise you that.   Sara
June 16, 2013

Daddy’s Day

  Mommy planned a special surprise for Daddy for Father’s Day but Mommy is the one that got the surprise!   Yesterday, Daddy made plans to go out with the guys for a little Father’s Day getaway.  I knew they were going to the Strip Club downtown, and I knew that meant Daddy would be really worked up when he got home.  What I didn’t know was that he was going to bring his friends home with him!   I met him at the door in a sexy new outfit I ran out and bought while he was gone.  With a low growl, Daddy grabbed me and began running his hands all over my barely covered body.  I could feel his hard cock pressing against us and couldn’t wait to get hold of it!  I heard a noise behind us and when I looked up, there were Daddy’s friends, cocks in their hands, and big smiles on their faces.  Reaching back to lock the door behind him, Daddy whispered in my ear “Mommy, you are going to give me a very special present”.  Chills ran up my spine and my nipples were hard enough to shatter.  Was Daddy really going to share me with his friends? Without another word, I tossed face down on the leather couch.  Daddy held my arm behind me as I struggled, and I could feel so many big male hands all over my hot flesh.  Working their hands all over my ass and into my pussy, I couldn’t help but to raise my ass in anticipation.  I was sopping wet and ready to beg for release!  I was about to receive a hard cock in every hole, and be drenched in cum.   You won’t believe what they did to me….   Mommy Sara    
April 27, 2013

Voyeurism Phone Sex

  I hear you outside the door, but you thought I didn’t know about your voyeurism.  You thought I didn’t hear your ABy feet shuffling carefully up to peep in the keyhole.  The door gives an oh-so-slight creak as you press your face closer for a better look and I can barely hear your soft gasp as you see Mommy undressing. Knowing you are there, I take my time and sway softly as I remove each piece of constricting clothing.  I drop my shirt to the bed and turn slightly so you can almost see my breasts as I free them from the lacy green bra.  I stretch sensuously to relieve the tension from the day. Bending slightly at the waist I work my hips side to side, wiggling out of my short black skirt.  As the skirt slides softly from my hips, it cascades down my legs, caressing every inch on the way down.  The view from the keyhole is almost too much as you see the faint hint of Mommy’s special places, barely covered by her sexy thong. I hear your breathing get ragged and smile to myself.  Without warning, I hear your footsteps retreating quickly down the hallway, back to your room.  What are you in such a hurry for?  What are you running off to do, my voyeur? I can’t wait for you to call and tell me if you liked the show Sara 1-888-430-2010
February 3, 2013

Latex and Leg Worship

Come closer my pet. That’s it, kneel at my feet. You may touch them, my latex clad legs. Feel how smooth, lean in close, smoothing that shiny black material across your cheek. Breathe in the scent, run your fingers down my long legs. That’s it all the way down to properly debase yourself at my heels. Take your tongue, run it across til you properly shine them. Do you know how to properly worship latex? Do you long to run your hands along my thighs, watch me walk across the room, the black latex stockings catching the light. I know that I love the feeling of pulling those stockings up the length of my legs. Standing up and admiring them in the full length mirror. And the smell is absolutely intoxicating. If you crave worshiping a strong female in tight latex as much as I crave wearing it then I think a session is in order for us. Don’t you? I think I need to show you the finer points of worshiping your Goddess. The way you have never had it before. ~Mistress Josie 888~430~2010
August 26, 2012

Foot puppy slave

I know you. I know what you crave. You need to be down on your knees at my feet like the foot puppy slave you were meant to be. Now that you are where you belong, ready that tongue. My shoes need to be shined and shined well or that ass is going to shine with the stripes of my flogger. Don’t forget the bottoms now, I am sure I have been trotting through all kinds of sludge the past few days and I don’t want to track that nastiness around my house. So do your job and do it good and don’t make me disappointed in you. We would not want that now would we. And of course you may remove my sweaty shoe and stick your nose in it as a reward. IF you clean them well enough to make your Mistress happy. I know you and I know you long to please me. It is the only thing that makes your pathetic existence worthwhile. The only thing that can bring you full pleasure, every time. IF you are a very good foot puppy slave, I may even permit you release. Then again, I may not. We will see how I feel… Domina Josie 1~888~430~2010  
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