~ Samantha ~ (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sinfulxxxtacy) wrote,@ 2005-10-02 03:42:00 |
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Sissy Training School
Sissy Training School Phone Sex:
A sissy and phone sex and me must be a match made in heaven. I've gotten to play with five of my favorite "special girls" today. I've been brainstorming lots of forced sissification ideas lately, and I even have lesson plans made out for some of my favorite frilly sissies. Oh and judging by Jody's behavior, a cuckold and sissy and phone sex and me is an even more enchanting combination. I wonder how long it will take poor Jody to recover from standing by the bed, decked out like a cheerleader, being forced to chant cheers encouraging me and my black stud to fuck even harder...
Have you seen The Brat's latest journal post? The first words out of her mouth were about me. I swear, I am always on her mind. I think she's addicted to me. You boys can relate, right? We did a call this morning where she was my baby sister who I caught seducing my boyfriend at his birthday party. Not only did I beat her pre-teen ass until it was a pretty bright pink, I also stuffed a candle up inside her pussy. She had to sing happy birthday to my boyfriend while that flame burned closer and closer to her cunt. Those frantic shrieks were positively musical.
I spent the better part of a really hot hour listening to Todd fuck himself with 11 inches of dick. Now you only have 7 inches to go, sweetcheeks. You can cram the rest of it in there, right? It was so good talking to him again. I go through withdrawals when it's too long. I think I was a little rougher with him than I've ever been, but he seemed to eat it up.
Yesterday I also got to phone fuck sultry, honey-skinned Hannah. I know that sounds melodramatic, like I'm the ringleader of a big circus announcing her entrance with a bull-horn. But look at her. She is honey-skinned and she's the walking, talking definition of sultry. So anyway, she got to play my sister and we were punished by my husband for being such pious, uptight bitches. It's funny thinking of me as pious, isn't it? It cracked me up hearing her call my husband the devil. Doesn't she know I'm the devil?
Dean totally knows the way to my heart. Well there are a lot of ways and frankly, the fastest is probably a ruby tennis bracelet. I am, above all else, a spoiled bitch. But the second fastest way is a bisexual phone sex orgy with one of my friends. No, I haven't coaxed him into taking cock yet. He did share Kimmy with me and that was plenty good enough. Girl crushes are very good things, aren't they?
Sissy Training School Phone Sex:
A sissy and phone sex and me must be a match made in heaven. I've gotten to play with five of my favorite "special girls" today. I've been brainstorming lots of forced sissification ideas lately, and I even have lesson plans made out for some of my favorite frilly sissies. Oh and judging by Jody's behavior, a cuckold and sissy and phone sex and me is an even more enchanting combination. I wonder how long it will take poor Jody to recover from standing by the bed, decked out like a cheerleader, being forced to chant cheers encouraging me and my black stud to fuck even harder...
Have you seen The Brat's latest journal post? The first words out of her mouth were about me. I swear, I am always on her mind. I think she's addicted to me. You boys can relate, right? We did a call this morning where she was my baby sister who I caught seducing my boyfriend at his birthday party. Not only did I beat her pre-teen ass until it was a pretty bright pink, I also stuffed a candle up inside her pussy. She had to sing happy birthday to my boyfriend while that flame burned closer and closer to her cunt. Those frantic shrieks were positively musical.
I spent the better part of a really hot hour listening to Todd fuck himself with 11 inches of dick. Now you only have 7 inches to go, sweetcheeks. You can cram the rest of it in there, right? It was so good talking to him again. I go through withdrawals when it's too long. I think I was a little rougher with him than I've ever been, but he seemed to eat it up.
Yesterday I also got to phone fuck sultry, honey-skinned Hannah. I know that sounds melodramatic, like I'm the ringleader of a big circus announcing her entrance with a bull-horn. But look at her. She is honey-skinned and she's the walking, talking definition of sultry. So anyway, she got to play my sister and we were punished by my husband for being such pious, uptight bitches. It's funny thinking of me as pious, isn't it? It cracked me up hearing her call my husband the devil. Doesn't she know I'm the devil?
Dean totally knows the way to my heart. Well there are a lot of ways and frankly, the fastest is probably a ruby tennis bracelet. I am, above all else, a spoiled bitch. But the second fastest way is a bisexual phone sex orgy with one of my friends. No, I haven't coaxed him into taking cock yet. He did share Kimmy with me and that was plenty good enough. Girl crushes are very good things, aren't they?
