Everyone knows the wetter the pussy is the better it gets. It’s not rocket science people. I love feeling my cunt get soaked with excitement. So who thinks they have what it takes to get me pouring? Don’t get me wrong I love my sissies for some play time and dress up. However, it takes a real man to get me going. By real man I mean a guy who knows what they want, and has something to offer that is worth my time. Of course money works.. What also works is that slick personality that has me tripping before I even get up.

Biggest turn off for me are liars. If  you are deceitful don’t even think of coming at me because I won’t play your game. It’s ugly as fuck. How I get all hot and bothered is feeling the soft but strong touch slightly feathering my skin. Tracing my body like a map while getting ready for the ride. If you can make me shake than baby we will go all night long. Making me moan until morning like your listening to a song. Continue reading “Wetter Is Better”

My boyfriend’s birthday was coming up and I decided it was time for us to make a change I’d been considering for a while.  He’s sweet and attentive but every girl will tell you sometimes that just isn’t enough.  Sometimes the size of the ship isn’t adequate despite the motion of the ocean.  After talking to some of my closest friends, we decided on a plan of action.  Why not put it into place on his birthday as the perfect present to both him and me?  I set everything up and waited until the day came around.  Finally, my boyfriend’s birthday rolled around, and it was time to let him know he’d be a baby from now on.

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WussPuss

Hey there sissy, I am Mistress Paris. You know the rules don’t you? You do as I say, when I say it and exactly as I tell you too, in return you give me your money. I mean you don’t get someone to control your life for free, we both know you do not deserve that. Now aren’t I right? How could your pathetic ass deserve anything. That tic-tac of yours can’t even get wet. It being “hard” is just as much of a joke as your life is. But hey I think it is meant to be. I mean how else would some people be able to laugh if you weren’t everything your not.

Not mention without sissies like you there would be no need for a Mistress.  Humiliation is a given, it almost humiliates me just having you following me like a ***. Yes you are hear to serve me, so why are you pouting? The only time your allowed to pout like that is when I am shoving my 12 inch strap on up your ass. That is the only thing that would give you a good reason to pout. I would make sure of it. Continue reading “WussPuss”

When Mommy put you in those Pampers, you thought only our relationship had changed.  I explained that you weren’t the man you were pretending to be and that you just couldn’t meet my needs anymore.  So, our relationship changed from husband and wife to mother and baby. The accidents and bed wetting combined with the tiny penis means that you’ll be wearing Pampers daily from now on.  I loved the look on your face when I showed you your new nursery where you’ll be sleeping from now on at night.  It was Daddy that was the biggest surprise for you, though, wasn’t it?

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Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Ever since my mom married Phil, I can’t be left home alone. Any time he finds me home with no one else around, he ends up stuffing his dick in me. Last night my mom went out to do some last-minute shopping, and my sister was at her boyfriend’s Christmas party.

Since I was alone, I decided to do a load of laundry, and while I was in the laundry room, I stripped off my tee and leggings. I wanted to wash as much as I could, ya know. So I was bending over to stuff everything in the front loader with just my bra and panties on when I felt him.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Now that Thanksgiving is over, I can comfortably begin decorating for Christmas. I really hate rushing the holidays since they are so special, but Christmas is really my favorite. This year, I hired a handyman to hang the lights along the eves. My vision would be better executed by a professional. Our neighborhood was having a decorating contest, and I wanted to win.

My friend Candy was over when the handyman showed up. We were pleased to see he was about our age and very good-looking. Not some potbellied older man who’d fall off the ladder halfway through tacking my display up.

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MORGAN 1-844-332-2639 ext 236

This is the story of Halloweenie. Oh, you haven’t heard of him? Well, it’s probably time that you did.  This is exactly where you need to be. I will tell you the sad story of a man born with the tiniest micro penis imaginable. This should actually make you feel a little better about yourself or will it?

Halloweenie went by the name of Ted but lived in a little village in New England. He seemed nice enough but there were two things he was cursed with in life. One was the fact that he had a micro penis. I’m not just talking about a smaller than average dick. This little nub was so small that it could be easily confused with a clit. The second curse was that of being a complete pervert.

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Hello Boys

Sylvia * 844 332 2639 * 428

I’m looking forward to connecting with all of you boys at one time or another.  It’s so good to be back on this site.  I should have known being a wife was not in the cards for me.  It’s not like it was my first time.  it worked at first before the possibilities presented themselves.  There were just so many men for me to choose from.  When my husband and I traveled there were the boys who wanted to impress my husband and help him in any way they could.  Soon they were offering me free lessons in tennis, golf, and even horseback riding. After a year and having tried all I could I took the time to take the first discreet step to fuck the pool boy.  He was so willing to do what I wanted it was easy to seduce him.

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VANESSA 1-844-332-2639, extension 232

Sex Addicted Pervert – that is actually a very good description for what you really are. Of course you try to keep up appearances and pretend to be a normal guy. But your little addiction has begun has become a real problem for you. Not to mention the fact that you have that small penis issue. Your marriage is also in a perpetual rut. This was supposed to be just a bit of harmless fun. You thought phone sex would be a mere distraction and that it would be good for you. Wrong, twerp. The fact is, this has became something so much more, hasn’t it? It really is unfortunate that you lack even an ounce of self-discipline or willpower. The very idea of a pervert like you is repulsive. But that doesn’t stop you from harassing unsuspecting women with your particular brand of nonsense. Exactly how did you become so fucking delusional? Most of 

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By Mean Lil Krysta 844-332-2639 Ext. 410

Travis begged me to humiliate the fuck out of him, and I’m always happy to oblige such a request. So I asked three of my hottest girlfriends to come with me to his house. When we got there, he was nervous; I guess he didn’t expect me to bring an audience. “What will you have me do, Mistress Krysta?” His voice shivered as I walked around him, tapping my finger to my chin.

“Well, undress first, loser. Let’s see what we’re working with.” Katie, Melissa, and Steph got comfortable on the loveseat as I pushed Travis to the center of the living room.

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