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I’ve never been very good at dominating a man. I honestly have no desire. It’s rumored that I’m too nice. hahaMaybe that’s why it’s fascinating to me to watch Felicity in the chatroom, completely in control of a man, him begging her permission to serve her over the phone. Next thing I know is her phone has gone to busy and I’m left wondering how she’s turned yet another man into the perfect submissive. Want to try her out for yourself? Want someone a little less dominating? Stop by NawtyChat….we’d love to get to know you.
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I immediately drop to my knees, my fingers reaching for your belt… your button….
your zipper. I tug on your pants and see your cock standing hard in front of my
face. Running my fingers up the inside of your thigh, my tongue following, I
look up at you briefly before wrapping my fingers around the base of your cock,
stroking slowly as I begin to nibble your balls…. sucking them into my mouth…
first one, then the other.
As they drop out of my mouth, I lick the
length of your cock…. my tongue running from the base to the tip. Flicking over
the tip, I continue to stroke you…. taking the tip of your cock into my mouth…
my tongue running along the bottom of the head.
I stroke you a
little deeper into my mouth…. your cock hitting the back of my throat before
bending down… my lips hitting the base… I look up at you, my lips stretched
around your cock….
and I smile…. baby…. if you want more, and I know you
do, just give me a call.
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I received an email yesterday.... and a follow-up this morning. I was going to put my own spin on it.... explain why he feels the way he does.... give some insight into our calls.... but I think I'll let him explain it instead.... in his own words.
Baby I love the sweet sound of your voice conrolling my cock. Your the sexiest woman ever. I hope you enjoy thinking about that I cant cum unless you tell me too. I cant even get hard or touch myself with out your permission. Im your bitch. And I love how when im not there you cuckold me right on our bed while fucking three guys. Sometimes you call me at work and make me listen on the phone. Ill even suck the pussy juice off his big cock if you tell me. I can never get enough of you. Tell me want you want from me, ill do anything for you bc Its all for you.
My cock is aching for you right now. I think about you all the time..i cant stop. Your addicting. Im stroking it while I think about your voice in my ear. Its your pussy I want to lick for hours. Its your tits I want in my face. Its your ass I want to stick my tounge inside. Its you I cum for. I hope you get wet thinking about everything I would do for you. When your fingers are on your clit and your sliding them inside as you cum, think of me...your boy toy.
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I have no words. What is there to say?
I am, however, putting both pictures on a thumb drive, going to Walmart, and printing them off so I can hang them on the wall of my office. The only thing I’m debating is do I post Mitch’s penis on backpage??
Want me to reconsider Mitch? You know what it takes.
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Look what I got last night! LOL Sad, pathetic, little cock. I guess the good thing is that I’m not the one who’s had to fuck it for the last 25 years. I know if that cock belonged to my husband, I’d be fucking everyone except him. Mitch. Are you satisfying anyone, including yourself, with a cock that size? hahahaha Want your picture down? I need my phone to ring….. but there’s no promises even then. 
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I’ve written a bunch about my some of favorite calls, fantasies, and even my reality. Now it’s your turn to tell me what YOU want to hear about. Email me.... or call me. I'd love to hear all about what you want. The point is… the next blog is all for you.
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It was after 9:pm when I heard a knock on my door.... I closed my eyes, my fingers still playing with my clit, and wished whomever was at the door would just go away. The knocking became louder, more persistent, to the point of me losing all focus. Frustrated, I wrapped my robe around me, pulled my panties back up over my hips, readjusted my bra, and went to see what was so important that it couldn't wait. Standing there was my best friend's husband. Tall, blonde, smart, and sexy. We've been flirting for years but it never went past him giving his cock a stroke through his pants or him cupping my tits and rubbing my nipples with his thumb. He looked at me.... the bulge in his pants obvious... and said something about picking up Sarah's crock pot so she would have it for morning. I frowned, trying to remember how long ago I'd borrowed it, and invited him in... my robe falling open, my nipples straining against the material of my bra. I turn around to face him..... my fingers finding their way to his cock as I gently push him against the wall..... my body pressing against his. He hooked his thumb into the waistband of my panties.... whispering that Sarah was my best friend.... his wife.... that Matthew would be home in the morning..... and that as much as he wanted to fuck me.... we should stop before we did something we would both regret. I looked up at him... undoing his pants with one hand and pulling off my robe with the other. I let it drop to the floor as I grabbed his hand and pushed him down onto his back. I climbed on top of him... my pussy throbbing with anticipation as I whispered that no one needed to know anything.... I certainly wasn't going to tell.... I knew Sarah didn't have my sex drive and why deny ourselves anyway.... it wasn't as if we hadn't both been wanting this for years. I felt his hands on my tits.... my ass.... as he gave in and ripped my panties off.... his cock slipping inside my pussy. I moaned as he stretched my pussy wider than I was expecting..... going in deeper than I'd ever been fucked before. I started riding him.... my tits bouncing.... my pussy dripping... regretting absolutely nothing.
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I have to admit that I love a guy who’s into being financially dominated. Is it about the money? Only to an extent. It’s more about his total dedication to me… his willingness to spend any amount of money on me… the knowledge that he might work an entire day just to talk to me for a few minutes at night. Whether I’m blackmailing him (always consensual… otherwise it’s no fun and illegal to boot) or I’m his online/phone girlfriend… trust is so important in a financial domination relationship. He has to know I’ll never take advantage. I have to know that he’s really going to do what he says. If he tells me he has a limit of $50 or $500 or $5000…. he understands that I won’t always take him to the limit…. just as I know that if I do go to his limit, he’ll send me every dime I’ve asked him to send. Seeing that money in my account…. knowing how hard he is as he’s sending it to me…. I’m wet just thinking about it. Do you think you’re up for the challenge? Can you afford to play this game with me?
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I saw him at the hotel bar. I didn’t know him. How could I? But I knew I wanted him as soon as I saw him. I put my hand on his shoulder and leaned in to ask if the stool next to him was taken. When he invited me to sit down, I noticed the band on his finger and decided I’d still take advantage and enjoy flirting with an incredibly sexy man. I smiled at him, and thought that the dildo I’d brought would be put to very good use later on. It wasn’t long before I found out that we were both there by ourselves for the next few days… and we had adjoining rooms. My pussy throbbed with the possibilities. After more than an hour of flirting and teasing, I reluctantly admitted to myself that it was time to go upstairs and call it a night. As he walked me upstairs, my thoughts again drifted to the dildo I had waiting in my suitcase. Stepping into the hotel room, I thanked him for a nice evening and closed the door behind me…. more than a little disappointed that the evening was over. Even though I knew nothing would ever happen, I unlocked the door between our rooms and stripped down to nothing before grabbing my dildo and lying back on the bed. I closed my eyes and imagined spreading my legs for him…. I wondered how his tongue would feel on my pussy…. I wondered how big his cock was and if he would fuck me in ways I’d never been fucked before…. My eyes snapped open when I heard the unmistakable sound of his door unlocking and opening…. I turned my head to see him step into my room…. I pulled the dildo out of my pussy as he told me that he had something I might enjoy a little more….
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I could hear the lawnmower start up and knew I had at least a couple hours to myself before my husband would be back inside. What I really wanted to do was to take a shower…. a nice, long, hot shower…. one where I could relax and maybe even get off a couple times. I pulled my shirt over my head and let it fall to the floor. My fingers brushed against my nipples briefly as I undid my bra and let it drop next to my shirt. I turned the water on and stepped out of my shorts and panties. Stepping into the shower, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the water running over me… Taking the soap, I began to lather myself up…. first my tits… making my nipples hard in anticipation. I slid one hand down between my legs…. and discovered a wetness brought on by more than the shower. Hearing the bathroom door open, I called out that I’d be done in a few minutes unless he wanted to get in the shower with me. I was surprised he was back inside so quickly, but figured I’d take advantage of it if possible. The shower curtain slid back and he stepped inside. My eyes slid down his body as his fingers reached for my tits… my ass… my pussy. Seeing how hard he was, I immediately dropped to my knees and licked the length of his cock. Taking just the tip between my lips, I looked up at him and felt him push his cock deeper into my mouth. It wasn’t long and I could taste his precum on my tongue…. He stood me up and I quietly followed the direction of his hands as he turned me around and bent me over…. guiding his dick into my pussy… his hands on my hips, he pulled me towards him… my pussy opening up for his cock… until I could feel his balls against me. My pussy throbbed and clenched around his cock…. I pushed back against him…. wanting him to fuck me like I’d never been fucked before. I felt one of his hands on my tits and the other on my clit as he pounded me from behind…. his cock slipping in and out of my wet cunt… I couldn’t remember ever being fucked as hard or as deep as I was getting right then…. My pussy started to shudder… I closed my eyes and came all over his cock just as I felt him grab me tighter… his cum filling my pussy and dripping out onto my thighs. As he pulled his cock out of my pussy, I turned around and stroked him back into my mouth again. I needed to taste my cum mixed with his. I needed the feel of his cock in my mouth one more time. I stood up, his cock not quite hard again…. and felt his lips against my neck as I whispered that he’d better get back outside before my husband came looking for us. He took a nipple into his mouth before pulling the curtain back to step out of the shower. I watched my husband’s friend slowly dry off and get dressed… knowing that we’d started something that neither of us would be willing to give up any time soon.
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