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Get down on your knees, yes just like that. Legs spread, feet together. Good boy. Now stare up at me but don’t you dare make eye contact unless I give the signal. Your sight should be completely focused on my beautiful bald pussy sitting inches from your lips. You’re hungry and eager to worship me like the Goddess I am. I have a juicy, dripping cunt eager for your attentions and I’ll be damned if you don’t give them to me. You open your mouth, ready as the musky scent rolls off me in waves. I’ve been a busy lady, and the cum that’s oozing from my fuck hole is a devious mixture of me and every cock I’ve taken in the past twenty four hours. It drips down onto your face, and you know you’re in for an incredible treat. I lower myself onto you, and you moan into my muff as you dive deep inside with an insatiably horny tongue. I writhe, rolling my hips so my lower lips grind across your face. I’m going to squirt so hard all over you, it’ll soak you to the fucking quiver bone. And all that cum will come rushing out to greet you.
Happy birthday pretty boy. Lay back and let me lavish you with my love, and my cum. I’m going to restrain your arms above your head, and your legs down to the bottom posts of the bed. I want you open to me, and completely at my mercy. I know you’re feeling under-celebrated this year so Goddess is going to take care of you so sensually. Little kisses from those lips, down your jaw line, down your chest. You are shivering in anticipation of what I might do to you, of what I can do. Your cock slides into my mouth, and I make you surrender to the waves of pleasure I cause to rush through your body. The night is spent edging you, making me cum all over your cock in your face. I finally let you bust a steaming hot load up into my pussy. Then, you can eat your birthday cake; icing and all.
His cock was throbbing as I pulled my hand away yet again. We were doing some edge training, some resistance. “Please Goddess, please let me cum I’ll do anything for you!” I smirked down at him and slapped him hard twice; first across the cock and then across the face. “You should already do anything for me, whether I let you cum or not. Do you not understand the assignment you submissive little fuck?” I snapped down at him. He whined an apology, and I began to stroke his cock again. It wasn’t long before he was on the edge and he was begging me again to cum. “Goddess Goddess please I need to cum!” I took his pair of pre-cum soaked panties and shoved them in his mouth. To be honest all his begging turned me on so much but he was going to learn that I was a Goddess and I dictated his pleasure. He was begging me to please keep stroking, to please make him cum. But I couldn’t quite understand him through the muffle of his gag. I knew and he knew if he came without permission he’d be severely fucking punished. I hope you didn’t think this was punishment. This is just fun.
Cucking isn’t something incredibly new to me, but I did have the best experience of my life just last night. I invited over one of the couples I’m counseling. It seemed Mr. Jackson just couldn’t get his pathetic cock hard to the thought of his wife. She’s not bad looking, but let’s be honest: wives get dumpy once you marry them, don’t they? The sight of me naked never failed to make his dick harder than a fucking diamond. His wife was tired of waiting for him, and her husband didn’t know I’d invited over a special friend. I sat him down at my feet as I sat on the sofa, rubbing the fuck out of my juicy Domme cunt. My thick cocked friend was courting the wife, and she was blushing like a bride when he suggested he was going to fuck her until she squirted. Her husband wasn’t happy about it, but his cock sure got hard as he watched his wife get plowed by a big black cock.
I was out getting a hot pumpkin spice latte at the coffee shop when I heard something my slutty pussy recognized. The cashier was one of my dirty phone sex boys. As soon as he recognized me, his face went pale. He’d never expected to see a Goddess such as myself in the wild but here I was. I could tell he got hard as shit, and after speaking with his manager in private, I got him the day off. By speaking, I mean sucking and by “in private”, I mean the back office.
Well, I dragged my little submissive snack right out of there with my pumpkin spice latte in hand. I made him crawl out of his work on his hands and knees, and open my car door for me. I set my latte in the cup holder, and drove us well out of town. I didn’t speak the entire ride as he tried to tell me he never expected to see his dirty phone sex Goddess in real life. I made him get out of the car and strip the heels and stockings off of my tired feet. He massaged them, kissing them and reminding me how much of a Deity I am. “Oh Goddess, it’s such an honor to worship your sexy feet and your pretty toes. I’m in love with you.” He clamored on, meanwhile his cock growing all the harder.
I made him stand. “Show me that little pink cock cage you swear you wear for me!” I snapped. Sure enough, when he pulled down his pants and his boxers, there was his little cock struggling against the restraints. “When is the last time that slutty little cock of yours came?” I asked sadistically, pressing the toes of my foot against the little girly cage. “Since the last time we had dirty phone sex and you let me, Goddess.” He was worshiping my toes again. I grinned. That little bitch hadn’t called me in six months. I held up the key in front of his face. “And how badly do you want to?” I asked seductively as a car rolled by.
You love to be dominated by a hot woman like me, don’t you? The thought of having a naughty date where I bring you back to my place after dinner and drinks gets you hard. I’ll strip down for you slowly, showing off every inch of me I’ve got. I know you want to taste my pussy; you’ve done nothing but practically beg me all night. Well, you’re going to get it. Once you’re relaxed, I tie you down and I use you to my own advantages. How does that sound, sweetie? I’ll climb up with these smooth fucking thighs and lower my pretty pussy down onto your face. I’m going to ride and grind until I cum and cover you in a thick coating of my sweet honey. You don’t stand a chance against a powerful pussy like mine. I’m going to use you for my pleasure.
Would you like to lick my pussy? I know you think it’s hot. I was out the other night getting drinks with a hunk of a man. He’s a professor from Germany and has the most delicious accent. Up in his hotel room, his mouth did all sorts of delicious things. The way he took my nipples into his mouth and nibbled them with such delight made me squirm. His kisses were warm and sincere, enough to make me eager to see him again. And when his mouth graced my perfect pussy, well holy fuck I lost my mind.
It’s not often a man can make me writhe on the sheets, but Hans knew just what to do. He licked at my clitty and gave her all the attention. That’s just what my kitty cat needed! I was moaning his name as he spoke German all over my dripping slit. By the time he was done, I was breathless. But Hans? He just smiled. He was just getting started.
Armand calls me all the time, whining that his wife is a pillow princess. I grin, knowing what he craves. This strong, powerful man is desperate to get overrun and dominated by a beautiful bitch such as myself. I have men whimpering for my attention all the time, like I give a shit about their pathetic poetics. Armand knows he needs to be edged with jack off instructions and perhaps even a nice toy slid thick up inside hit little shit box.
I don’t do vanilla, and I don’t deal with men who can’t please their wives. But my sweet Armand? She won’t please his poor little submissive soul. I’ve taken pity on him, and a liking. I paddle his ass red raw while he begs me for every single blow of impact. Aftercare is important, so I always cuddle up to my sweet boy. Don’t be a pest, be an Armand boy.
I took me a little trip to Texas to learn more about American customs; being a mail order bride isn’t always easy! There I learned an incredible American value; Save the horse, ride the cowboy. I only like big dick, and I don’t like men that talk too much. I want to see actions, not words. If I wanted chatter and not cock, I’d play nice with every Tom, Billly, and Steven that approached me at the bar.
No, I craved me a real Cowboy so I went out to the ranch hands at the place I was staying, and asked for the tour. They saddled up, and I rode bitch behind this bulking mass of a man. He was delicious; told me he’d failed the third grade because he couldn’t read. I told him if he could read between the lines, we’d be alright. After grabbing his cock subtly while riding around, he took us off to a secluded hill top where we dismounted the horse, and I mounted him! I was all yee haw and sweet tea as I bounced on his cock!
Turns out, he could read between the folds, rubbing my pretty clitty in the best Morse code the Marines had ever seen. I came long and hard, better than I ever have before. Now, Texas has a special hold in my heart.
So you think you can fuck me in this powerful pussy? You think I’ll submit? What a mockery. I’m not impressed by short men with entitled attitudes, which is how you’ve earned a big fat strap on getting buried in your ass. You got me all wrong, sweetie pie. I bow to no man, not ever again.
My burly slaves will help hold you still while I make you lube this big dick up with your mouth. Best suck it well, sweetie. This is the only lube that puckered ass hole of yours is going to be getting. I’m serious! Slamming the tip of this black rubber dick against the back of your throat ought to teach you to watch how you speak to me. Uneducated piece of shrimp dick! Now, bend him over boys. Momma’s gonna plunge this thick thing home. I’ll grab you by your fucking hips and drive my cock into you over and over.
Think before you speak next time, and I won’t have to punish you.