Finley’s Thoughts

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Finley’s Thoughts

You know what I find almost more arousing than physical foreplay? Mental banter, the way one witty response sparks another. The feeling of trying to predict your partners next move. Its like chess but it excites some of the deepest parts of me. You know what the say “wit beyond measure is a man’s greatest treasure.” So how long is your wit? ;) Why don’t you email me and tell me all about it? (and yes that is a dick joke. hahaha.)


Every morning I went to the same coffee shop before work and every morning the same barista made my coffee, Everyday I would harmlessly flirt with him. I was pretty sure he had a girlfriend but I wasn’t about to ask. I arrived at the coffee shop at 7:24am like always. pulled up to the drive through window, and Like every morning Greyson took my order, and like every morning I flirted my ass off. The banter flowed easily, Him giving me shit about how specific my order was. My response was that he should be talking shit to the one who introduced me to it. This made him laugh because it was him, He introduced me to my complicated mocha on my first trip to his stand. He handed my cup to me through the window and told me to have a great day.
What I didn’t notice until I arrived at work was that in addition to my name written on the cup was a winky face, and his phone number. I smirked as I typed in his number before starting a text that read ” I would like to submit a complaint about my drink this morning.” I didn’t wait for his response before sending another. “It was damn perfect.” I put my phone down and started sorting my work email. It dinged less than a minute later. his text read, “OH no how ever will I make it up to you? dinner on me tonight at that taco place you recommended?” My response was “see you at 6:30pm” little did he know he was in store for way more than dinner.


It was getting late, and I was on my… shit was this my 5th or 6th john daily? I shrugged to myself did it really matter? No. I took a big sip before placing the drink on our table and grabbing my pool cue. I started absentmindedly stroking it up and down, waiting for my turn. Then I felt his eyes on me. Pulling me out of my zoned out haze. I realized then what had caught his attention. Most would have stopped. But I was feeling a bit… risque. I smirked and started to stroke it more intentionally as I lined up my shot. I could feel his eyes on me the whole time. I stroked my hand down from the tip tell my hand found a comfortable place to grip. Then my elbow cam back and I landed my stroke perfectly on the cue ball. It hit the 3 into the corner pocket. Oh was he distracted. Fucking me with his eyes. Staring to long at my lips as if thinking of all the things this pretty mouth could do. He’s have to beg to find out. I stepped back from the table resuming the stroking of my cue, slowly, starting just below the tip and sliding it down the stick. He missed his shot. I laughed. Oh so distracted. I would win this game for sure….


Another Pathetic pet Email

“Even though YOU justifiably want nothing to do with me, please at least use me, berate me, humiliate me, mindfuck me just because YOU can and can show whoever YOU want how addicted to YOU I am and always will be.”

Oh how he begs whilst knowing he’s unworthy of worshiping at my alter. How pathetically desperate he is for just one response. Should I give him a sliver of attention? I don’t know I’m enjoying myself thoroughly listening to him beg, to see the desperation lining ever sentence almost to palpable I can taste it.


He really can’t help himself, Another Pathetic email.

“I have to admit, I have missed you reminding me how insignificant I am to you and how you can mindfuck me at any time you want and how disrespectful you think I am. You do have a way of breaking me just with the tone of an e-mail. I’ve always been impressed by that.”

If you had only obeyed my pet, you would have never had the opportunity to miss me. I think I’ll make you beg a little longer.


Another pathetic email

Thinking about how I am so beneath YOU that I would develop any fetish and obsession YOU gave me. Knowing I would live to lick the used condoms, bottom of shoes and sweaty cum filled shorts of YOUR GOD lovers because I am so beneath YOU. Knowing I would be a cock addict for YOU. Knowing I live to be YOUR cuck and crave gym girls and be YOUR humiliation toy because I need YOU like a drug and always will while YOU have no need for me. Knowing I disgust YOU so much but I love YOU and am more susceptible to YOU than ever.

I can’t stop from laughing at this, naughty subs really will say anything to get back into your good graces. I can’t blame him though, so pathetically addicted, how could he stay away honestly?


A pathetic Email from a pathetic pet

“I get hard knowing how mindfucked I am when I know YOU are working and that YOU still with a word or a picture can get me to grovel to YOU more than ever, while YOU think of me as even more of a loser than ever. Knowing I said I would block YOU on trillian but having YOU unblocked while YOU have blocked me knowing I would get hard just seeing YOU online if I could craving YOUR power over me like the loser I am.”

It’s so cute when they grovel… But its even cuter when they just obey. I love knowing that I leave each of my pets addicted, even long after our training has ended.


Today I sit here at work, the leather of my desk chair, only a reminder of whats to come tonight. Oh tonight, I’d finally break the dry spell. It had been a month since my body had been worked over just right. A month since my toes curled, in pleasure. A month since his name fell off my lips like a prayer while we lost ourselves in each other. Just thinking about it makes me rub my thighs together. Makes my pussy drip in anticipation and theirs still hours to go. Hours and hours before his breath would meet my neck and turn it prickled. Hours before my body would twitch and writhe under those hands. How ever will this cock slut make it until then?


Many a man have inquired after my favorite kind of cock,
How was a whore to ever choose when there were so many,
I mean, big cock, small cock, fat cock, thin cock, long cock, short cock,
curved cock, cut cock, uncut cock.
and all provided such different types of pleasure.
big cock makes me feel so full and stuffed,
Small cock tickled in all the right spots and never left me sore.
Fat cock stretched me just right.
Thin cock got right to the point.
Long cock pushed me to the limits, especially when they touched my cervix.
Short cock was great for rubbing up and down my slit and on my clit.
Curved cock hit that spot that few could.
Cut cock was sleek and less sensitive.
Uncut cock and the extra friction of the foreskin drove me wild.
So whats this whores favorite kind of cock???
Guess you’ll just have to call me and find out.


She lay there, legs spread, my Hitachi wand between her legs. I nearly drop all of the things I just walked in the door with. I schooled myself into a facade of being cool calm and collected, All though I was anything but. My skin felt flush and hot, I was aching and trying desperately hard not to jump over the couch and dive in Face first. She stared me down. From the conviction in her eyes I knew exactly what this was. A punishment for being 15 minutes late. her moans grew louder as she started to stretch and fuck her tiny cunt with the head of the toy. my mouth dropped, and I’ll have to admit I drooled a little. I was helpless too her tricks. And then she came hard, squirting all over the toy and her hand and the couch. I wanted to go lick it all up. Fuck she was so sexy when she came. “Next time Fin, Don’t be late and maybe you’ll get the honor of doing that too me. ” she smirked and walked off too her room.


He stood there hands together in front of his face begging, pleading me to sit on his face. To ride his face until I came. I couldn’t deny that I wanted to. I had thought about it many a times. Contemplated the way his hands would grab my thighs and hips. I told him to lay down. If we were going to do this… I was going to make it fun. I straddled his face just a little to high up for his tongue to reach. I could feel him straining his neck to try and get a taste of me. He wouldn’t be ruining my fun. My fingers tangled themselves in his hair and held his head down firmly. I made you wait just like that for a minute. Everything you wanted right there in front of your face. The word please fell off your lips as a plea. I lowered my hips a fraction of an inch. Just enough for the tip of his tongue to find my clit. I moved my hips forward making his tongue drift back to my entrance to those flowing juices. He groaned then and my hips raised away from him. He grabbed them then and pulled them down and his mouth went wild, sucking my clit into his mouth, I lost all thought then. My hips started grinding down and riding his face. I swear I could feel him smile against me. I wanted more. I slowed my hips for a moment and he gave me it. He lips fulled my swollen clit into his mouth and sucked while his tongue flicked at it. All I could do was put my hands on the wall behind his head to steady myself from twitching so much. His hands grabbed my ass cheeks like they were the only things anchoring him to this plane of existence. his tongue was unrelenting lapping up every drop that spilled from me. I was gonna loose it and he knew, one hand dropped from my ass and all of a sudden there were two fingers thrusting up into me. My hips slammed down and rode his face as my orgasm ripped through me. his tongue replaced his fingers and he licked me clean, every drop of my wetness. When he finally motioned for me to move off of him and I saw his face, covered, completely covered In me. I kissed him then. Tasting me from his lips.


Her face ever inviting, and sweet, was falsely alluring,
Gave no alarms to the tempest that prowled under that Innocent facade.
That soft smile hid her desires well.
Not one man who made it too her bed expected the mask to drop.
They all kissed her gently hands soft like they might bruise her.
All of then were sure taken by surprise when she first pounced.
Usually with teeth ready to sink into the soft flesh of their necks.
None of them thought that something wild might live under her supple skin.
Something that might delight in the way a man looks bound to a bed, The
way a flogger welts the skin, The look in someones eyes when they were
truly pushed to their limits.
By then end of the night they all begged.
either for more,
release, or,
for the innocent sweet smiled girl to return.


Lately, I’ve been craving morning sex like no other. No I don’t mean slowly waking up together with soft grazing touches, and gentle kisses. I mean waking up to a huge fucking hard cock sliding all the way inside of me with no warning, Or the feel of someones tongue flicking at my clit coaxing me awake to be there fuck toy. All I can think about is how warm their skin will feel against me… inside of me. Fuck. Teeth biting into my neck as his second stroke lands home hard. The shock of being fucked awake, all the sensations. If you ask me sometimes cock can be more energizing in the morning than coffee. What do you think? how would you like to start your morning, with a strong cup of java, or with my warm pussy enveloping your stiff cock?


I love getting into your head, and making myself right at home. uncovering the hidden parts of you. Finding out what makes you tick or twitch, No this isn’t some jedi mind trick darling. I’m just good at reading people and you love have presented yourself to me like an open book, and we both know how ravenously I read. You will melt when you hear me because I have taken the time to learn the pathway to your pleasure and I will not stop until you empty those balls for this cockwhore. Tread carefully love, I might just be your next addiction.


A Parody Of Katy Perry’s “I Kissed a girl”

This was never what I intended
Not my perception
I got so ambitious, drink in hand
Lost my objections,
It’s not what, I’m used to
Just wanna try your cock
I’m aroused by you
standing stiff at attention
I licked a dick and I sucked it
The taste of his salty stick
I sucked a cock just to try it
I hope my girlfriend wont cry about it
It felt so big
It felt so hard
Don’t mean I’ll be home tonight
I licked a dick and I sucked it
I loved it
No, I don’t even know your name
It doesn’t matter
You’re apart of my cock tease game
Just my whore nature
It’s not what, prudes do
Not what they should desire
My head gets so mindfucked
Hard to walk way
I licked a dick and I sucked it
The taste of his juicy cum
I sucked a cock just to try it
I hope my girlfriend wont taste it
It felt so big
It felt…


A Parody of It’s Raining men By the Weather girls

Hi, hi we’re your Phone Hoes
Ah-huh
And have we got some moans for you
You better pay attention
Get ready, all you jerk off boys
And leave those condoms at home
Alright
Your cock is rising (uh rising), stress levels getting low (oh so low, baby)
According to all us phone sluts (what sluts now), Your desires is the
place to go (you better hurry up)
‘Cause every night we’ll be here (be here)
Whenever you’ve got that feeling (got that feeling)
Just ring us and be prepared, ’cause
You’ll start raining cum (start raining cum)
You’ll be raining cum, hallelujah, it’s raining cum, amen
I’m gonna go play in it and let myself get
Absolutely soaking wet
It’s raining cum, hallelujah
It’s raining cum, every specimen
white, thick, and give us that cream
we’ll do it so good we’ll make you scream,
“I’m raining cum hallelujah. I’m raining cum”


Tie me up and blindfold me, make me wait.
Take your time building up the suspense by walking around getting things
set up.
Start slowly, maybe a graze of your finger up the arch of my foot.
then let you hand gently drift up my long legs. Skip over my pussy, and do
not touch it until I beg. Let your hand vanish from my collar bone. Leave
me in a state of wonder before you reach for that candle. Say nothing as
you pour that hot wax over my breasts and nipples. Watch me thrash against
my restraints before grabbing an ice cube to trail over the wax. See me
gasp at the drastic change in temperature. Then You start to pour wax
over my inner right thigh, while trailing an ice cube over my left. Watch
the way I shiver and flush all at once. Mark the way my hips thrust trying
to get any sort of friction.
Work me over with your Ice and hot wax, and I promise just like them, I’ll
melt under your touch too.


It had been a long week. Too long if I was being honest. My back ached and I had this nawing head ache. I knew i needed sleep yes, But i needed something else much much more. I needed release, I needed to nourish the goddess that lived in this skin. I pranced around my room lighting candles, soft music in the background. On my bed laid every Toy I owned. I would make this body of mine twitch in pleasure until every ounce of tension left. I started small, working my clit over with my little we vibe bullet. a gentle tease, that made me ache. Next I moved on to my clit sucker, and thirty seconds after it wrapped around my clit, I came. But I wasn’t done, no. I could still feel the tension in my shoulders. The tightness in my hips. I grabbed my g spot simulator and worked my self over, loosing my self in the vibrations. It wasn’t enough though. My hand grabbed for my hatatchi and I turned it up to the highest vibration before firmly placing it on my clit. Fucking myself and using this would be my undoing, I could feel my orgasm build. I stated to slam the gspot vibrator In and out, my other hand using the wand in tight hard circles. The I exploded. Every drop of tension leaking from my body, as I squirted all over my sheets.


I stood in the mirror and dropped the innocent mask.
turning this way and that.
Delighting in the way this Black lace tight dress hugged every inch of my
beautiful body.
I took note of the way the heels made my ass ever more abundant.
I saw the way they made my legs look never ending and smiled.
I took in my face then, the face of a true trained tempest.
My eyes were more green than blue tonight, Almost neon, From the
combination on a burgundy smokey eyes, and ox blood red lipstick.
Oh yes, tonight when I walked into the bar, No one would be able to keep
from gawking at me.
Tonight I made myself into a siren, my look only the beginning of my call.
The men would flock and delight,
and wonder what might entice me home with them tonight.


Today I sit here at work, the leather of my desk chair, only a reminder of
whats to come tonight.
Oh tonight, I’d finally break the dry spell. It had been a month since my
body had been worked over just right.
A month since my toes curled, in pleasure.
A month since his name fell off my lips like a prayer while we lost
ourselves in each other.
Just thinking about it makes me rub my thighs together.
Makes my pussy drip in anticipation
and theirs still hours to go.
Hours and hours before his breath would meet my neck and turn it prickled.
Hours before my body would twitch and writhe under those hands.
How ever will this cock slut make it until then?


Many a man have inquired after my favorite kind of cock,
How was a whore to ever choose when there were so many,
I mean, big cock, small cock, fat cock, thin cock, long cock, short cock,
curved cock, cut cock, uncut cock.
and all provided such different types of pleasure.
big cock makes me feel so full and stuffed,
Small cock tickled in all the right spots and never left me sore.
Fat cock stretched me just right.
Thin cock got right to the point.
Long cock pushed me to the limits, especially when they touched my cervix.
Short cock was great for rubbing up and down my slit and on my clit.
Curved cock hit that spot that few could.
Cut cock was sleek and less sensitive.
Uncut cock and the extra friction of the foreskin drove me wild.
So whats this whores favorite kind of cock???
Guess you’ll just have to call me and find out.


Creampie Princess

Once upon a time, In a place not that far away, Lived a spoiled little
Princess named Finley.
Her royal Highness had a dirty little secret and its not that she enjoyed
a little dirty talk.
Rather Princess Finley loved being used as a cum dumpster.
Loved the feeling of Cum bursting forth deep into her little cunt.
Loved milking every drop out with her own orgasm.
Loved being coated in it from head to toe.
Loved to gag on it as a cock exploded in her throat,
but the thing she loved the most was her tiny little cunt being filled to
the brim with white hot cum.
so why don’t you cum fill up this princess?


This weekend daddy gave her a true treat,
Choking and dirty talk.
There we were in the dark, a mess of limbs and blankets.
Daddy’s mouth on my neck,
my body twitching in a symphony of his composition.
Oh baby girl he whispered breath heavy in my ear, tell me what you want?
I could only manage a groan as he let his hand slip into my pants.
Fuck Baby girl, he groaned as he felt how I melt under his touch.
I finally got a word out. Please daddy, I murmured it over and over again.
He was on me in an instant, hands ripping clothes from my flesh.
Right before he slid inside his hand wrapped around my throat, clamping
down. Then daddys dick was in to the hilt and I choked under his grasp,
trying so hard to moan out my appreciation.
– Forever Daddy’s Fuck toy


Find me in the back of the bar,
follow me to the bathroom,
Press me up against the wall,
Bite my neck and fuck me rough.
Cover my mouth to hide my moans.
Pound into me harder,
and when your hand can no longer contain my sounds,
let your hand wrap around my throat.
Feel me loose control
and fall over the edge as your hand clamps down.
-You know where to find me


I know you like it when I beg,
When desire floods my eyes and puts a rasp on my voice,
Overwhelmed with this consuming need for you.
but what you really love,
Is when my moans turn to the screaming of your name like a prayer,
Daring you to push me over the edge,
or rather fall with me darling.
– Jump with me


my skin shivers, at the graze of your teeth on my neck.
Your breath on my ear makes me twitch, but its the talking dirty that makes me writhe against you.
The way your fingers flit up my back steals the breath from lungs, and then you scratch down, nails digging in hard and I can’t stay still.
But the thing that takes away my sanity is the flick of your wrist and the surprise of your hand coming down hard on my ass.
-baby come drive me insane


Kiss down the winding road of my spine,
and maybe you’ll just find the secret spaces of me.
Find doors that open only for moans and whimpers.
your lips are the key, come unlock me.
-and take your time doing it.


Are you ready?
for your hands to fist white sheets,
for my fingers to claw down your skin,
for the bed to move in a rythym of our own composition.
for my teeth to dig into that neck of yours.
for your breath to be lost in the pleasure from the meeting of our thighs?
– You know exactly where to find me.

Come get lost in the passion with me.


Tell me my love, What makes that cock twitch?
Tell me how you wish to make that bed rock, with my bewitching body beneath you.
Teach me the angles in which you’d like my back to arch against you.
Show me how you wish it to be and I will make it a reality.
I will learn the pathways to your pleasure and I will not stop until you beg me too.
-I’ll leave you aching


“Tell your neck
I am coming near,
I want my lips to feel your heartbeat
and smirk slow when they know
they are the reason behind
the racing.
Tell your chest
to rise and fall and rise
and fill with enough air
to rise once more
once I’ve stolen all I can steal.
Tell your hips
I will match their pace
and loose happily the race
if it means tying you
at the finish line.
Tell your toes
to learn the angles
They’ll be curling,
I’ve lips to lent
and skin to send
into constant states
of shivers.
Tell your lips
mine are coming home.
Lost on the road
that winds its way across
your body,
tell them to open slightly
and I’ll give back that air
I have thieved.”
-Tyler Knott Gregson

I’m more than ready for my skin to be sent into a constant state of shivers, and to feel your hands, lips, hips, and cock everywhere.


bind me and break me baby,
tie me up and make me beg baby,
tease me and then fucking take me.
-I’ll be your play toy
_____________________________________
“Roses are red that much is true,
but not as red as my ass cheeks are thanks too you.”

This is a shout out to that special someone that made my ass blush more
crimson than my cheeks.

Xoxox
-Finley
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Find me in your room on your bed.
legs spread, and my pretty little fingers,
dancing to a beat of they’re own.
Watch how my moans help them keep pace.
See my back arch up as your name falls off my lips in gasps.
You decide then that this is a duet after all and join me on the bed.
hovering over me, ripping my shirt off. you tell me I’m yours.
Your mouth finds my breast and you work your way inside of me.
With each thrust my fingernails claw down your back in a dance of they’re
own now. Closer and closer we get to the grand finale.
you cry out my name and find your ending in me, my legs wrapping around
you, pulling you closer as I twirl over the edge.
-We left the room Spinning.
___________________________________
lay me out on your alter,
gentle caress my rose petal soft skin,
then taste me, first at my neck.
hear the moans and gasps fall off my lips like a symphony,
as you journey down across the peaks and valleys of my breasts.
leave love bites as you go my love.
and when you finally reach the promised land at the meeting of my thighs
worship me like your new found goddess.
taste the holy water that pours out of me, or better yet dive into it
tongue first, and you’ll hear my symphony of moans crescendo and taste the
holy water change to wine on your lips.
-I’ll turn you into a born again believer.
______________________________________
A YD sleep over.
oh my lovely lads and lasses do I have somethings to tell you. ;)

Last night Alexis, Kennedy, Emma and I had a little bit of a sleep over,
and lets just say it turned a little naughty. ( that may be a gross
understatement ) oh I wish you could have seen the way that Kennedy,
dominated us all. had us all on our knees, begging for her attention.
Worshiping her pretty little toes. making us do naughty things to each
other for her enjoyment. if you wanna know all the details, you know where
to find me.
xoxoxox
-Finley