When most men first look at me, their eyes drift down to my legs and they get this look on their faces, like they’re thinking really dirty thoughts. I imagine that this might turn some women off, but not me. I like it when a man looks at me with lust in his eyes. Why shouldn’t he? I am a beautiful woman and i know that my legs are strong and powerful. I like that they are imagining my big thighs wrapped around their torso, squeezing while we fuck.
I used to have a coworker who war a leg fanatic and we’d sneak around the office and find secluded closets and empty offices to fool around in. One of his favorite things was when i’d take my shoes off and rub my stinky feet all over his face and then he’d lay back and i’d sit on his face and smother him with my thighs. At first i was worried that i was hirting him, but then i saw that he was stroking his hard cock because he enjoyed it.
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Most people think that dancers are prim and disciplined, but we’re actually pretty wild, for instance. my partner. Nikolai, likes to pick up married men in the bathroom at the train statco. He’ll suck yon off cheap, and if you show him a picture of your family, he’ll do it for free. My roommate, Gwen, is booked on piercings. Her labia is so heavy with rings and studs, she practically jingles when she walks. And me? I’m an exhibitionist, but i guess you’ve figured that out by now.
Every evening, when it’s time for me to rehearse, i turn the lights down low. I draw the curtains most of the way closed so that anyone who really wants to can sneak a tiny peek. Then i go through my routine. I pretend i’m not a little, minety-pound ballerina at all. but a slutty, voliptuous stripper. With my years of classical training. I know men respcet me. But deep down, i really want them to desire me.
I warm up with, a good stretch. To the outside world. I look graceful and dignified. But in my mind, I’m the feature dancer at one of those filthy little strip clubs out by the airport. The room smells like dry ice, cheap cologne, pine cleaner and sperm. Slowly i peel off my leotard, pretending it’s a cherry-red vinyl dress. I whid it over my bead like a lasso and scan the audience. I find the man with the most patheric, hungry look and I fling it to him. He grabs it like a life preserver and deeply inhales my musky scent.
Even from my imaginary stage, i can see mat his dick is hard He’s blushing, but he can’t take his eyes off me. He tries to cover his erection with his suit jacket. But i let him know with my eyes that i’m not offended at all i’m quite flattered.
I leap off the stage and into his lap. As the other customers look on, i mash my 36 DD boobs into his face, crushing his nose between my imaginary tits. I reach down and feel his hard-on through his pants. But even in a seedy joint like this, rules must he followed. i can’t actually tug him to orgasm; instead, i turn around, plop my juicy ghetto booty into his lap, and grind and grid until he shudders with pleasure. I feel warm wet stain begin to seep through his clothes and stick to my bare skin. I turn around and slap him across the face and fall him a very naughty boy. He gives me a hundred dollar tip.
Sometimes i get so caught up in my fantasy that when i snap out of if, i’m completely naked in the dance studio. My pussy hair is glistening with cunt juice, and in the crack of the open curtain. I swear i see a shadowy male form hastily retreat. Later on. when i go out to my car. I notice a sticky tribute drying on the glass, and i feel a litte bit ashamed art what i’ve done. But also very satisfied.
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Frankly, i don’t know how my husband can stand these male bonding sessions, because he wine in all three categories!
First, his cock, it’s email. And by that i don’t mean petite, i mean that when he takes a piss, he has to be careful, or else his nuts will get wet. Fortunately, he’s got no de lusions about it. He’a made it work for him. Now he actually gete aroused when I mock him for his size, i tell him, “Rub that miniature prick against my leg. You don’t even deserve to feel it against my stockinge. It’s bare leg for you, pencil dick. If i put on my fishnets, it might get caught in the weave.” And so on.
How do i know that his cock is the smallest of the group? Refer to number two. That’s right; iv’e fucked all his friends. I have to be a slut, because i simply don’t get what i need at home. I’m so much hotter than all the other wives, so it’s easy to seduce his buddies. When I come home, reeking of another man’s cum. I make him put his face between my legs and try to guess whose load he’s about to eat, I’m not completely cruel, however. I still haven’t told any of his friends about his inadequacies.But hubby knows if he dosen’t cater to my every whim — sexually and financially - i’ll apill the beans. Then his buddies will rear at him the way that i do.
But the best part about my acom-dicked, cuckolded sweetie is number three. He can take a huge black dildo up his coal chute like a champion. I’ll get behind him with my ridicu-louely oversized strap-on and thrust it in until he squeals. I’ll say, “You like how full and packed your ass feels? Well, you never make my pussy feel this way. So jerk your miniature manhood. Squirt your seed into your hand. Now eat it!”
This may sound cruel to you, but i aciore my husband and i know he loves me. This is just the type of sex that gete us off. The reet of the time we’re completely normal.
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I never planned on working for a living.I figured that i’d meet some older, rich guy and he’d take care of me in return, i’d suck his cock urtil either his heart or my knees gave out, whichever came first. But once i got to college, i realised that i really liked sex. i also found out that no mailer how hot you are, most guys don’t want to gamble their entre fortune on you if they think you’re too slutly. So I had to make a decicion: keep my legs dosed, or make my own money and do as i pleased.
My career path is working out marvelously. I managed to land a position in an office full of unhappily married men. I did some research on the company, like my counselor said to do, and made sure that i was the hottest giri in the office. I wore the highest heels i could and showed off my curvy legs in short, feminine dresses and sheer to waist pantyhose - no underwear underneath Even though i’m just a lowly executive ass is lanl, i’ve got every guy in here working for me. The payrol guy, Raymond, gives me foot massages on my lunch hour. If he cuts my check first, i’ll reward him by letting him put his cock between my nyloned soles, jf he wants to rub against the fabric until cum bubbles over the top of his cock, that’s his business. Sometimes my boss, Mr. Baxter, will ask me to come into the office to take dictation, but we know what that realy means. I spread my legs on top of his desk, and i let him lap at my pussy and asshole throudht the crotch of my pantyhose. We need that liny barrier to Keep it legal - he’s a married man, you know.
But i save the best for Hector, the mairtenance man. After everyone else has gone home, he rips a hote in my pantyhose and spears me with his nineinch cock. I figure, he snuck across the border in search of a better life, he deserves the hairy paradise between my legs. So now i have the satisfaction of a well-stuffed pussy, and a paycheck in my hand every week. In a few years, i’ll have a baby or two, and i’m sure my boss will give me a long, paid malemily leave. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise - the modern career woman can have it al!
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I haw a makeup fetish. Sometimes i get really turned on just sitting in front of my mirror putting on eye shadow and mascara. I especially love applying layers and layers of thick, glossy lipstick. My favorite color is an extra shiny bubile gum pink and i never blot it like you’re supposed to. This way, I can mark my territory by leaving sticky pink lip prints on everything my mouth touches. Just smearing the gloss on my lips with my fingers, can make my pussy tingle. The next thing you know. I’m squeezing my own breasts with my sticky, stained fingers, and rubbing tacky pink gloss onto my nipples until they’re sore and stained.
When i was at school the boys used to tell a joke about a girl who couldnt decide what color lipstick to wear, and her boyfriend’s dick looked like a rainbow. It was supposed to be a mean joke, but it made my cheeks red and my panties damp. I bet you think i’m going to confess that i want to see how far down the length of your cock i can mark with my gooey, glossy pink mouth. But that’s only half of it. The truth is, i don’t just crave the sticky feel of lipstick, i’m addicted to the taste of it too. I always fantasize about making out with another lip gloss slut, but i’m not really into girls.
So here’s what i need you to do for me. Sit in my makeup chair and dose your eyes. I’m going to dip my finger into a pot of super slick gloss and apply it to your mouth. Don’t worry if it’s goopy; i love it that way. I’ll kiss you to blot some of the excess, and as i press my sticky ips against yours, i’ll be able to finally taste fiat wonderfully sweet, industrial scent.
This is guaranteed to make my pussy wet, so if you want to keep playing with me, you’re going to have to get on your knees and rub your glossy pink mouth against my pussy lips. I have a very sweet pink pussy,
don’t you think so? I think it looks even prettier with your shiny lip prints all around it. Now i want you to dip your tongue into my cunt and rub my juises all over my glossy lips. Keep working your tongue until your feel my juises flood your mouth. Then i want you to take my cum and rub it all over my lipsticked labia. After my needs are satisfied, lean spread my legs in front of my makeup mirror and we can admire your work.
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This beautiful 19-year-old contacted me vla emai about a year before we got a chance to meet. It was a rainy day in New York. I was impressed by her biavada, street smarts and desire to make money as a fashion model In the big city. Growing up In Atlantic City. Isabella realized that a he enjoyed modeling, Because of her stunning looks and perfect proportions photographers began to take notice. This enabled her to build a decent lady of work, which led to a varlety of fashion assignments. Including turns on the runway during Fashion Week.
Isabela began receving requests to exhibit her beautiful body in the nude. This led to her contacting me, Naturaly, i was very intrested, After lunch, we agreed to the parameters of Ihe shoot. Isabela considered herself more of a striptease model and had no desks to show pink, prefering instead to leave sometithing to the viewer’s imagination. Although petite, she knew that dhe should pose in a way that would highlight her most fornidable physical asset— her beautiful, voluptuous, natural breasts, Because of her perfect proportions and shapely legs, she has quickly become my favorite petite model. White i was working in LA, directing my first feature for Prtvate,i invited her to fly out so that i could photograph her. We created this set of pictures in my hotel suite. You’ll be seeing many more images of Isabella as time goes by - both with and without clothes.
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I was so terribly nervous that day. My boyfriend at the time, Josef, came to the shoot for moral support. He’d always mads me feel so sexy, but there’s a big difference between being sexy, end having to act sexy in front of an entire crew of gorgeous women.
You can’t see it in the pictures, but Josef is standing off to the side. He had every high level government job, and we had to promise rot to take a single shot of him. I always suspected that Josef had submissive tendencies, hut he was too ashamed of hie desiree to tell me. But that day - all because he was helping me make nice pictures, of couree - Josef agreed to “act” the part of my slave. I made him get on hie knees, “You’re not man enough to look at me,” i told him. In between shots. I ordered him to crawl over to me and let me reet my high heels on his back. The girls on Jana’s crew screamed with laughter. His ears turned bright red, but i knew he was secretly loving it, I became more and more outrageous with my commands. The ladies on the crew joined in the fun, and pretty soon, he was kneeling in a circle of women, rubbing their feet and massaging their legs. His poor little cock was so hard, i could see a tiny cum spot seeping through his pants. I knew he was torn between enjoying the ladies’ attention, and wanting to be alone with me. After they left, we kept playing. But i wouldn’t give his aching balls any relief until he finally admitted out bud what he was: a total wimp, my helpless submissive slave. He came so hard that day, he made a stain on the carpet that we never could get out!
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See this little hole in the crotch of my pantyhose? This hole is Key. It’s my littie secret tram the world.
I can go outside, feeling naughty-and daring, but looking polished and respectable. Nobody but me knows that while my pantyhose are rubbing together as i walk, making that lovely dry acritching sound, my pussy is open and bare. Totally vulnerable, ready to be fueled.
Now that you know my secret, how i going to make sure that you never tell? I know - i’ll use my pantyhose to play with you cock. This way, you’ll have a nylon secret too, and we’ll have to trast each other. Flat i’m going to diroke your penis against my nylone while i wear them. I’ll do it until long theads of precum stain my pantyhose and make them even shinier. Then i’ll roll of my pantyhos and wrap them around the base of your cock. I just love seeing your stiff pink dick turn purple as i make it harder and harder.
Next i’m going to take the head of your cock and pull it through the crutch hole. Its as close as you’re going to getto penetrating my pussy, but if you show you- appreciation properly. I’m going to let you work it in and out of the hole as i tightly grip the base of your cock. This way, i can audition you and your fuckhg technique. After you’re done showing me what you can do, i’m going to take one leg of the nylons and work it ail the way down over your penis until the head fits snugly into the toe of the pantyhose. If your cock is the right size -that is, as long as my foot - i’ll be able to stretch the nylon all over your junk and cup your ball sac in the feel. There’e nothing that brings me more satisfaction than to drees up your cock this way. It pleases me so much, i just might stroke your cock until you spurt right inside the foot of my pantyhose. And if you take me somewhere nice, i’ll roll my cummy nylons back on and eat dinner with your load drying on my foot.
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