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Country Boy gives City Girl a lesson

My head was so fuzzy…

Had I fallen asleep? Where was I? Why couldn’t I move?

… Why couldn’t I see?

“Thought you could come out here and tease us City Girl?” said what would normally be a very sexy voice but given the amount of adrenaline and fear just made my heart race in my ears even faster.

“I… I didn’t do anything!” I cried, feeling the sharp edge of panic rise in my throat. A hot work worn hand running up my side, over my neck and pulling off the blindfold. The bright light was overwhelming making me blink away spots. “Come out here, dressed like that? Teasing the country boys.” he taunted again.

I could feel the tears spring to my eyes as I tried to see him past the fuzzy glow of eyes adjusting. “I… No… Please…” I sniffed, the severity of the situation finally falling over me. “I… I didn’t do anything. I didn’t try to hurt anyone.” I cried, my words punctuated with whimpers as I tried to stop myself from crying.

He pulled out a pocket knife, grabbing me by my hair to show it to me. “You see this? I’ve had it since I was a little boy. You know what I’m going to do with it?” I felt my blood go cold as I stared at that shiny blade. “Please… Please please please… Don’t hurt me. I didn’t do it. I didn’t do anything.” I cried. Trying to appeal to my kidnappers mercy.

He reached over, pulling the strap to the top of my dress, cutting the string with a snap and making me cry out. Then the other. Dragging the blade of the knife down between my breast before cutting out the center. Making my young, perky breast pop out and free to view. “Mmm aren’t those nice.” he grinned as he reached forward roughly gripping and massaging my tender breast.

“Ah!” I cried , attempting to pull away from him but my bindings were too tight. I couldn’t get away.

He put the knife against my spine as I cried, begging him to stop, to not hurt me. The sound of the cloth being cut by the sharp blade as he moved down towards my ass sent a shiver down my spine. Once he finished cutting the dress off he threw it to the side. Making an appreciative whistle as the sight of my ass with the string of my thong going over it. With a quick cut I was tied, naked, and completely vulnerable.

“What a hot piece you are. I can’t wait to teach you a lesson.” and with a smack on my ass.“I will make it hurt… And I’ll make you cum so hard you’ll beg me to do it again.” I shivered at the threat.

But, he lived up to it. Over and over, making me never want to leave. I’m a country girl now, happy to serve my country boy and I’ve never looked back.

This Hot Teen Slut Loves Role Plays!

hot teen slutThis hot teen slut loves role play in the bedroom. It is fun on the phone too. Most of my role play phone sex calls are things I have done in real life. I have been Daddy’s girl. I have been baby sister. I have been the babysitter. I have been the student. I have been the girl next door. I have been the nurse. I have even been the victim. There are a lot of not so common bedroom role plays too that get my pussy wet. I had a special request from this sugar daddy I am seeing. He is much older and has the French Maid fantasy. I actually had to look it up. I was not familiar with that one. I guess it is sort of old school, Mad Men era. I bought this sexy little outfit and showed up to his mansion to clean. I’m not very domesticated, but it was fun to pretend to clean. I have a sissy maid who does all the cleaning at my place, so I was out of practice. I messed up my cleaning supplies, used kitchen cleaner in the bathroom. Big no no. I had to punished. An old fashioned bare bottom spanking was in order for being a bad maid. I giggled as his hand spanked my tight firm ass. Spanking my bottom aroused him. I could feel his cock poking my belly. I made that mess so I had to clean it up. I unzipped his pants and sucked his hard cock. I gagged of course because he is huge, but it was worth the throat torture to guzzle down his yummy sperm. I went back to cleaning with cum on my face. Watching me bend over to dust with no panties made him hard again. He did a stealth attack on my baby girl pussy. Came up from behind and fucked me so hard. Left another load of cum in my little cunnie. We spent the whole day fucking. Very little cleaning got done, but then I was there for fucking not dusting.

What sexy role plays get your cock hard?

Dragon Queen

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The nerds at school invited me to their stupid little dungeon and dragons game meet up. I didn’t want to go but I was feeling slightly less bratty than usual so I agreed to show up. When I got there they all were dressed in their character costumes waiting for me to arrive. My costume was that of the princess of the dungeon world where all the dragons come from. Apparently, that’s a big deal. I stripped down right in front of these losers since I know they never seen a sexy little body like mines before. I saw all of the kilts in the room stand up at attention as my perky young tits came out of my top. I would’ve given them all a show but I didn’t want to give a bunch of geeks a heart attack. My role was to rule over all of them and have them fulfil all my desires and rule the kingdom. I took advantage of that and made the cutest dweeb I could find eat and lick my pussy in front of his friends and exclaimed, “BEHOLD ALL YOU CAN ACHIEVE IF YOU OBEY YOUR QUEEN!” all of them spent the rest of the evening trying to do my chores and listen to my every demand. In the end I laid back and let them all finger and lick out my twat as their rides came to pick them up!

Addicted to Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

 

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I still think back to when I first rubbed my babygirl pussy…when my brother caught me trying to please myself. It only took one time of being tied, of being gagged and of being forced. After that I was addicted. It was and is the ONLY thing that gets me wet, and sooo turned on. I love being helplessly submissive. I love having no choice, no say so in what happens to me. I don’t even mind the pain too much, because TRUST ME some guys are mean and rough! Other guys simply need to teach me a lesson. All understandable, it’s what I am for, isn’t it? Now I do things to get me in these situations, because just asking a guy to use me for rape phone sex fantasies doesn’t always cut it. I need the real thing, I need to go out in public dressed as the whore I am, stumbling down alley’s and areas that I know lots of men hang out. They’ll see me and know EXACTLY what to do.

Baby Girl Pussy and the Black Cocks Matter Movement

baby girl pussyBaby girl pussy on a hot day is just what you need, don’t you agree? It has been hotter than Hades outside this week, but I still like to show off my hot tight little body. Some African American workers have been doing construction on the road in front of my house. I have watched their dark bodies glisten with sweat all week.  I have brought them bottled water, even some fresh cut watermelon to help them stay cool. In light of all the racial tension going on in the world currently, I thought it was important for me show that I think Black Cocks Matter. Today, it was almost 100 degrees at 10 AM. They had their shirts off and it was like watching Magic Mike for me. I sat on my porch ogling their superior bodies. I was sweating from the sun and the view. I got so lost in the awesomeness of those rugged bodies, I forgot I was not in my living room. I started playing with my cunnie. My legs fell open, my little sundress  hiked up, and my hands explored my entire body as I imagined what those BBCs could do for me. I have not had much black cock in my life, but I want to rectify that. I would love to be a black cock whore. I wanted to be their black cock whore. I caught their attention rubbing my clit in front of them. They did a double take like that couldn’t believe their eyes. Didn’t take long before they swarmed around me. “You asking for trouble little girl,” one of them said before he pulled out the biggest cock I had ever seen. They all had at least 10 inches of purebred black meat. I did my best to suck on their anacondas, but I was out of my league. Seven hung black men and 1 little white girl, but I channeled my hot teen slut and became a gang bang whore  for them. They all took turns ruining my tight fuck holes. Their hot seed felt so good oozing out of my tiny gaping holes too. I am still recuperating by sitting on a bag of frozen vegetables, but it was all worth it to show my support for the BBC Matters Movement.

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The Chair

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There are days where Papi makes me sit in his study all day. I have to sit in the middle of the room ass naked so that when he comes back I can be his cum princess. He only lets me move from the chair when I have to go to the bathroom and after he fills my mound with his nut juice. Today, Papi would run his errands and then come into the study to check on his princess. I was so horny by the time he allowed me to have his cock that the first thing I wanted to do was worship it. I immediately dropped to my knees in front of the chair and kissed his dick from tip to base. A trail of wet sloppy kisses would lead down to his balls, which of coursed I licked and slurped on too. After Papi blew his load and left I had to wait another six hours before I could get my little cunnie spread open. He teased me with his cock by rubbing it up and down my slit and only sticking the head in. This little cunt would be dripping with anticipation by the time I earned my Papi’s cock. I hope he cums inside of me so I can leave the chair but he doesn’t. He just stops and walks out of the study. It’s been 2 hours and I’m still in the chair now but- I hear footsteps! I have to go! Hopefully this time I can have Pap’s cum!

Mr. Hunter’s Cock

Submissive phone sexI think I’m in love with Mr. Hunter… Well him and his cock.

He’s opened an entirely new world to me and while I still like my jock and nerd, the teacher has proven to be exactly that.

I’ve never orgasmed as much, as well, or as long as I have with Mr. Hunter and he likes me just as I am.

I don’t need to dress slutty, wear tons of makeup, or even try very hard. He likes the way I look naturally. Something about my youth and innocence or something.

I love the dreamy look he gets when I suck his cock, how it twitches on my tongue when my eyes meet his. He loves to run his fingers through my hair and guide me on him. Taking my throat deeper each time, before pulling out just far enough to cum on my tongue. He loves it when I show him how much he came in my mouth before I swallow it.

He loves to explore my body. His big hands touching all those sensitive spots I didn’t even know I had. Not just nipples and inner thighs but behind the knee, the joining of my neck and shoulder, even the inside of my arm.

Our love making always started so slow and sweet. Gentle touches, words, loving and kind.

Then the more we fucked, the harder it became. We began our own dynamic, which was odd for me. I was used to being in charge. With Jacob it was me in charge of our fucking. With Poindexter. I controlled his orgasms. With Mr. Hunter, I called him Daddy after the first few weeks. When he told me he was proud of me it made me swell with pride and made my pussy wet.

I couldn’t cum for him unless he told me I could, it drove me mad being on that pit of pleasure. My breathing hard and ragged but having to wait for a “Cum for me baby girl.” to allow myself to fall into that abyss of an orgasm.

Everything felt so much better, so much warmer, so much stronger.

It was like my mind escaped me and all that was there was the sensations he gave me. I craved his touch, his cock deep inside of my pussy. The taste of his cum, the feeling of it inside of me. Holding a part of him all day with me even when we couldn’t be together.

Knowing my place with him, knowing how happy I made him simply by being the good girl I was.

I love my Daddy. I can’t wait for him to fuck me again.

Whore

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He knew I was a whore, that’s why he picked me. He must have been watching me for months, even possibly years. I knew the only thing on his mind once he had control of me was to hurt me. Make me suffer from being a little slut. I wondered if he had a teen daughter at home that he couldn’t get his hands on, so I was the victim instead. I was completely focused on masturbating. I was toying with my slick wet pussy, getting it all worked up for my new toy. It was slick and smooth and slid in and out of my pussy with slight resistance. I was just taking that cock, making it mine as I slid it in and out of my cunt. Suddenly though, I was interrupted by a rough hand holding my house and shoving the toy deeper in my cunt. I heard the words “You like that slut?” before everything went dark. When I woke up it was pitch black and I was tied up. I struggled, and tried to scream when I realized a ball gag was in my mouth. Where was I? What was this man going to do to my teen body? Soon I knew. Soon he was there, being brutally rough with my body. Calling me a whore and slut and making me repeat after him. He made me talk through his cock in my mouth as he pushed my head down as far as he could. I was helplessly his whore, and the whole time my bald pussy was dripping wet. Why? Because I am a whore, and only whore’s get treated like this.

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Wouldn’t you love me on my hands and knees begging for you to put your big cock down my throat? I wanna be your submissive baby. I wanna be a good little slut, and I want to please you in every way I can. My last dom would hog tie my hands and strap my hands above my head, and spank me and whip me when I was bad. When I was a good girl he would let me rub my pussy and cum for him.

When I would cum I would lick it off my fingers not letting any go to waste. I loved getting the feather rubbed across my body tickling me and making me squirm. Not all submissive things have to be painful. He would get wax and let it drip all over my body. The initial burn left me creamy in my panties. I would love to experience being your submissive and let you use me baby.

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A Night of Romance

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I’d never slept with anyone older than me before.

Mr. Hunter was different though. He was old enough to be my dad and he’s my teacher, but he made me feel special in ways that Alex and Poindexter just couldn’t. He made me feel shy, beautiful, cared for and I wanted to be there for him. I wanted him to love me in the same way I felt I loved him.

So, when he asked me over for dinner. I couldn’t say no. I spent hours picking out an outfit, making sure my hair and my makeup were perfect for him. I wanted to try to be as beautiful as he saw me.

I’d never been as nervous for a date as I was for this one but I don’t think I respected anyone I’ve dated either so as I walked up to his door. I felt a tremble in my hand before I knocked. He opened the door right away, looking behind me nervously. It did hurt my ego for a second, but I understood. I was his student and way to young to be at his home unchaperoned.

After that quick moment of nerves the night was a blur. Full of good food, conversation, and lots of flirtation. I felt spoiled, loved, and exactly what I wanted from Mr. Hunter. So when I found myself on his bed, my clothes all taken off but for my pretty white negligee I wore underneath my dress pulled off my shoulders and around my waist. Leaving me naked for Mr. Hunter’s eyes to devour me I felt vulnerable for the first time sexually. I felt submissive, meek, and as if I was giving another control. And control he took. He took his time with long caresses and devouring kisses. He tasted and touched every inch of me without focusing on any part, it was the most erotic experience I had ever had. I wanted Mr. Hunter more than I had ever wanted another man and I couldn’t help but whimper and moan underneath him.

I was his, he had captured me in a loving web and I a willing fly to his advances.

So, when he moved over me. Spread my legs so my thighs rested against his hips. His cock teasing my pussy. I was ready for him to plunge into me, but even this he took slow. Took his time to explore, experience, and enjoy my body in a way that set off each nerve. Made me quiver around him. Tremble against his body. Cum harder than I ever had before and he wasn’t even close to done with me yet.