There's a moment when a request becomes a plea, when eagerness morphs into desperation, when the last remnant of dignity dissolves and you're just a helpless puddle of need. That's the sweet spot. That's the moment I relish, because that's when you truly become mine.

Tease and denial is an art. The young trollops with their lollipops and jean shorts may dabble in it, but they've yet to perfect it.  I, however, know how to sink a hook into you that sticks around even when I slip out of sight.

There's a flash of silence and it feels like you've been left alone with your own heavy breathing and gnawing hunger. Then my laughter curls around you, lapping at your skin like a flame.

"God, you're cute when you panic. Yes, I'm still here. Why don't you show me how grateful you are for my attention and how you'll do anything for just a little...more?"


~ Layla (866) 992-3258 ~

Ball Collecting Contest

Holly & I are having a contest! Yeah we're great friends and everyone knows I'm a huge fan of stuffing her tight teenage snatch with any one of my pastel-colored dildos. But competition is a good thing.  I mean, I certainly didn't end up as captain of the cheerleading squad my sophomore year by sitting on my ass. (There may have been some seducing and blackmail involved but that's a story for another day! LOL)

So anyway, there's this contest. A contest (that I'm going to win!) to see which of us can lay claim to the most new sets of blue balls in the next week. This is a casting call for fucktoys, sissy bitches, chastity toys, unfuckable little dicks and chronic masturbators. Call me at (866) 992-3258 and let me show you how my sweet honey-soaked voice and devilish mind can capture you by your balls, turn them blue and always leave you begging for more!

I'm the bitchy blonde teenager you've been dreaming of. And there's no telling what I might do to you!

~  Dominique (866) 992-3258  ~

New Neighbors and The Seeds of Sexual Obsession

I love getting new neighbors.

The entire process is filled with highlights and milestones, but there is nothing like the beginning, the first meeting. A flash of panic on the wife's face and you can see the sense of foreboding settle around her like a cloud. Perhaps she turns to her husband with a scowl to stem his widening eyes and jopped draw. Or maybe she studiously avoids looking at him, trying to will his inevitable arousal away by ignoring it.

He, naturally, is mesmerized and there is always an initial period where he forgets to conceal that inconvenient truth. He may have a vague sense that things are changing, but even the strength of that first powerful hard on doesn't clue him in on exactly what is happening.  He doesn't know yet how many times he'll scurry out of the house to walk the dog in a desperate attempt to catch a glimpse of me. Or how he'll encourage his wife to go out for a ladies night so he can plot an encounter of a more sustained sort.

It's like living next to a bakery and subsisting on a diet of tofu and rice cakes. I am the sugar rush he dreams of, his sexual obsession, the embodiment of his every erotic craving. 

 I know what I do to men. I revel in it. By the way, would you like some sugar?

~  Lillian (866) 992-3258  ~

Tucking and Taping Little Dicks

To the boys without bulges...

It's true there's no substitute for a big cock or the sight of a nice stiff package hanging large in a man's pants. But there is something adorable in their own way about itty bitty wee wees.  It makes it so much easier to hide a dick for cross dressing. And even if you you're still wearing guy clothes, if you don't have a nice big bulge to show off, you may as well hide it completely. I'm a huge proponent of taping and tucking little dick boys.  

See, there's a nice little spot on your body where your balls can be tucked away, like your own personal kangaroo pouch. You can tuck your wee wee down under your crotch and slip into some extra tight panties and you're good to go. You can even buy something called a gaffe for extra control.  And finally, if you don't have a gaffe or tight panties, you can actually use tape to hold yourself in place on a short term basis.  A nice smooth girly crotch area will let you shimmy around in a tight skirt or cute gay boi pants and show the whole world that the only way you're really any good for fucking is in your hot lil bum!! Call me now and I'll take care of those fucking duties!

~  Isabella (866) 992-3258  ~

Lingerie Shopping Again

Last night, I took a trip down to my favorite lingerie store and treated myself to five new pairs of stockings. I *love* buying stockings and lingerie, and even more, I love the looks I get from men also shopping in the store. They may be off in the magazine section, or checking out the latest pocket pussy, but I can see them stealing furtive glances at me. It’s so cute how they try to be discreet, and fail miserably. They’re always gazing at my legs, encased in some type of stockings, and my knee-high boots. I like to tease them; I’ll walk by slowly, gazing directly into their eyes with a knowing smile on my lips. I may “accidentally” drop one of my items near them, so they will pick it up and try to see what it is before handing it back to me. Maybe it’s sheer, cuban-heel, thigh highs, or perhaps a fishnet bodystocking with the open crotch. I do love strutting around in my bodystockings.

~ Stella (866) 992-3258 ~