It is a very exciting time in the life of Autumn these days. I have a sexy vacation coming up from September 2nd until September 16th. It’s still warm enough for slinky dresses and bikinis but not so hot I can’t even manage to open my mouth for a throat fucking. I’ve already got a few adventures lined up so I KNOW I’ll have some good stories when I get back.
Plus, when I return I will be moving from overnights to a different play schedule. I’m not sure exactly what the new schedule will look like but I do know I will still be Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and Sundays. I also know it will be afternoons, evenings, and nights. I promise I’m just as horny during the day as I am in the middle of the night.
For those of you who sleep on a normal/human schedule this is great news. Of course I will still be available for appointments for those of you nightowls out there who dig playing before the sun comes up.
I guess what I’m saying is that this upcoming week is my last week of overnights and if you want to know what my new, shiny schedule will be you should drop me an email. Or you could just drop me an email letting me know how much you need to fuck the shit out of me. I’d appreciate that too.
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Guess what red headed vixen has her anniversary coming up? As you know, I love a celebration especially when that celebration is all about me. Get your party hats on, boys! I’m expecting lots of kisses and licks and orgasms.
I’m back, fellas! As promised I do have a new schedule. It will look like this:
I’ve mentioned that I had plenty of sexy times while I was away. I had a really hot night out with some friends that ended at a fetish bar. It’s a good thing they had some extra canes lying around because one of my girlfriends had never had a proper caning. I got to be a teacher and a Mistress at the same time. It’s amazing how wet she got. It wasn’t all from the raps of the cane. Some of it was from the people watching her with those cute little panties pulled down around her ankles. For being such a good girl I gave her a nice fingering at the end. By nice I mean hard and rough and shoving as many fingers as I could into her cunt. When we woke up the next morning she was walking like John Wayne. It’s pretty great how even people who’ve known me for years can be surprised by what a sadistic bitch I can be. It’s not very often that I get to dominate women. I will always prefer men. The sounds they make while getting beaten just get me so much wetter. I love titty torture, but ball slapping will always be one of my favorite things in the whole wide world. I did some other playing too, but I don’t want to share it all quite yet. I need to save some stories for later. Overall, it was a great little break. Now I’m back with all of my own toys (I even got some new ones!) and ready to play with all of you. I could really go for a welcome back screw. You could even impress me with showing how much a beating you can take. Are you tougher than a girl?
There is one thing I really enjoy that doesn’t happen as much as I like it to. The other night I was reminded of this special event. I have a very awesome client who basically does whatever I ask him to. Sometimes I’m just in the mood for a jerk off boy and he’s perfect (even though he did put a cigar holder up his ass). Not only did he entertain me just how I needed but the sweet little slut came twice in a pretty short amount of time. I loved it! I wish every guy would give me two loads of jizz per call. It usually means I have to be the sexiest I can be, but I’m totally willing to put forth the extra effort. How many times do you think I can make you cum?
It’s officially swimsuit season. It’s been crazy hot here and I’m looking forward to some time swimming in a nice, cool lake. My only problem is shopping for the right suit. I’ve always been a one piece girl. My thoughts were that my tits are just too big for a bikini. I’m wondering now if maybe I’ve been wrong. Which is sexier, a one piece or a bikini? Print or solid? I’ve gotta admit, I’m strangely attracted to the idea of a yellow polka dot bikini
As some of you know, this weekend celebrates my anniversary here with the lovely ladies of YourDesires. Is there a fantasy you’ve always wanted to play out with your favorite redhead? Now is the perfect time to do it. Wanted me and one of your other favorite girls to get it on hot and heavy? I couldn’t think of a better time. In fact, I could use a hard spanking. How about me on my knees begging for one more of your hot, creamy loads? I can never have enough and would be more than happy to prove it. 
It is no secret I have been with YD for a while now. Over the years I have had the pleasure of exploring many a fantasy. When I say “explore” I mean just that…delving into the deepest darkest recesses of your mind and bringing out that which truly sets you on fire. The words and descriptions that send chills up and down your spine and deliver an exquisite jolt of pleasure to your groin. It is so satisfying. What I find even more rewarding is after I have thoroughly ravaged your fantasy, bringing you over the edge time and again…is when you allow me to build on it. To bring you to new heights and incorporate new ideas into our time together. To help you find even more pleasure in trying something new and different. The evolution of sexuality, of what gets you off, is an obsession of mine. The opposite of taming the tiger…rather I want to free your beast. In more ways than one.
Spring has arrived!!!! That means it’s time for my Spring Break (whoooo!). I’ll be away from March 26th until my newly added Wednesday playtime on April 6th. Don’t worry about me, boys, I’ll be relaxing someplace warm, trying out my new bikini, and surrounded by big dicked studs. It will be entertaining for sure. Plus, I’ll have some fun and exciting stories to tell (as I always do). Until I return, promise to think some filthy thoughts of me.
Every time you see me heading to the bathroom, your heart starts to race a little faster and your pathetic little cock twitches and swells. You were scrubbing the kitchen floor, but that task is quickly abandoned as you catch the sound of movement from my office towards our bedroom. I do not have to say a word or make a gesture. You are acutely aware of my movements through our home at all times, at the ready to serve. Particularly when I move towards the bathroom. You try to keep your footing even and soft, not to make too much noise (you know I hate that) as you follow like a hungry puppy, knowing his bowl will soon be filled. When you reach the master bathroom you pause, just at the door and you gaze at me, my back to you still, as I look in the mirror, pulling my hair up into a loose bun. You think for a moment how lucky you are. How loved you are. How amazing it is that you would do anything at all to please this wonderful woman standing in front of you. Our eyes meet in the mirror. You see a soft smile wrinkle the corners of mine just before I turn to face you. No words are needed; you sink to your knees and crawl towards me, the three feet separating us feels like a million miles. You reach me and immediately bow your head to kiss my bare feet. I am almost always barefoot in the house and it drives you wild. You get so distracted seeing my perfect feet as you go about your chores. You continue to worship at my feet, licking and kissing my toes, eagerly waiting what has become a beautiful and intimate routine for us. “I need to use my toilet.” I whisper. You swallow hard, trying to contain the excitement raging through your body. This is your favorite part of our day. You feel your balls growing heavier as your worthless cock begins to stiffen even more. “Yes, my Goddess” you say as you lift your face from my feet. I can feel your hands tremble as they slowly slide up my ankles, calves and then thighs. Some would think, without a direct order, this type of touch from you would anger me. Are you taking liberties? No…this is the unspoken ritual of our most intimate moments together. Your shaking hands reach my hips, gliding over the lacy material of the hot pink panties I have chosen to wear. Hooking your fingers in the waist band you slowly slide them off my ass, and down my legs, your soft, generous mouth and tongue instantly replacing where the damp crotch of my panties just were. As you worship my pussy lips, you deftly don my wet panties. I gaze down at the site of hot pink lace covering your straining cock and I let out a delighted giggle. It always pleases me so to see you wearing my panties when you are hard. I savor the feel of your talented mouth on my sex for a few minutes more, before pulling your head back and directing your gaze to mine. You instantly notice my pursed lips and you open your mouth for a little amuse bouche just as I let a stream of saliva escape. It hits the intended target and before you can swallow it all, you feel the sting of my hand against your cheek. Your face flushes red from the sting and the humiliation. You let out a soft groan knowing it is time to take your place as my toilet. Putting your back to the toilet, you lean your head back so that your neck is resting on the edge of the bowl. This is not a comfortable position, but you do not even notice anymore. You are too excited, turned on, your heart swelling and pounding with love and anticipation. I lift the hem of the short robe I am wearing and turn around, my feet planting on either side of your body. I stand there; legs parted slightly, and give you a good long teasing look. I stand there so long, in fact, that you start to squirm. I watch in amusement as your legs wiggle on the cool tile floor, your hands obediently at your sides, ball into fists, and the anticipation is exquisite, almost more than you can bear. Your lips are parted, your chest is heaving as your heart pounds. A tortured breath escapes your mouth with a strangled imploring… “Please…please…” I smile, satisfied and lower myself down, sitting my beautiful pink pussy right over your mouth… |
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