Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Come With Me and Be My Girl






I take such joy in helping you cultivate a sense of your own femininity. When we talk about your life, I pluck out the tiny details that you think noone notices, the "tells" that betray your innate girlishness. I teach you how to revel in them and emphasize them, so even more people might pick up on our little secret and be drawn into our special world.

When we talk, our giggles and whispers weave a whole world out of thin air. It's a light, gossamer place stuffed with satin and lace, the rich ruby pigment of Dior lipstick and the sparkle of gems. It rings with the click clack of your high heels and the high-pitched whimpers you make when you come like a woman.

They can call it feminization, sissification, phone sex for girly boys or whatever else. You and I know it's more than just that, don't we? This is where we build you, piece by exquisite piece, into what you are mean to be.

~ Layla (866) 992-3258 ~

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Begging, Crying & Orgasm Denial Phone Sex





I love sharing my toys!  Joining forces with another girl, consulting on assignments and punishments, giggling and conspiring while my blueballed bitch squirms... So fun! And it turns out that I especially love sharing with Dominique.

That girl is just diabolical!  We have a shared sissy boi in chastity that keeps bouncing back and forth between us, wheedling for permission to soak his favorite new ruffle butts. He's getting more and more desperate every day. Dominique tells me he actually burst into tears last time. OMG I want some sweet sissy tears.  I think I'd particularly like riding his face while he sobbed into my pussy.  Yum!!!

~ Holly (866) 992-3258 ~

Sunday, September 4, 2011

My Amateur Cuckold Porn


Men are visual creatures. Isn't that what they say?

And a picture is worth a thousand words. And the proof is in the pudding.  So you see, I didn't just do it because it was fun (though it was!), I did it because it was educational.

What did I do?

I made a couple of wild, raunchy, balls-to-the-wall sex videos with my favorite bull.  (No, you can't see them.  LOL  Privacy!  But thanks for asking.). And then I made one with my husband.  The first one was an action film, complete with special effects, big explosions and all kinds of fun shit.  The second one was a comedy of errors.

My poor mopey cuckold still occasionally whines about the unfairness of his orgasm-deprived life. Sometimes I'll gag him with a pair of my cream-soaked panties or climb on top and queen him just to shut him up, but I did think this would be a more instructive option. I can tell him all day long that I cheat because he's an unsatisfying fuck and that my pussy requires a higher caliber of cock. But the next time he complains, I can just sit him down and make him rewatch our little homemade documentary.
He'll see me sweating and panting and begging for my bull's big black cock and then he'll see the withering boredom on my face when he tries to make something happen with his wee widdle weeny.


~ Ashton (866) 992-3258 ~

Monday, August 22, 2011

Cuckold Tags Along





I love the idea of letting my cuckold husband go incognito and shadow me on a date. It's agony and delight all rolled up into one big old ball of angst. He gets to see me dressed to the nines and unused:  stockings not yet ripped, hair not yet tousled from a raucous fuck, fire engine red lipstick not yet smeared all over the biggest cock I could get my hands on. But it's also painful to watch me flirting and sparkling all over another man: the way my lips hover playfully near his ear whispering filthy promises, the way my fingernails dance lightly over his skin, the way my tongue glides over my lips just before I move in for a kiss. 

And my poor cucky, for his part, would have to struggle to blend in with the crowd as he scurries after us.  Perhaps I'd have specially selected his outfit in advance to make that a particularly difficult task.  Would I opt for full on forced crossdressing or would I simply wedge him into a very tight pair of pants that hug his painfully tiny cuckold penis?

Either way, if my date catches on that my humiliated husband is stalking us, the gig is up.  So he has to be very careful.  Even if he catches us slipping into a supply closet for a little quick'n'dirty, he has to keep his suffering under wraps. 

I do so love a man with a stiff upper lip. 

But it's even better when the facade crumbles...

~ Layla (866) 992-3258 ~

Friday, August 19, 2011

Mall Report





Mall Report:

- Saw a couple walking around and I swear to God the guy had dried cum on his face. I pointed it out to my friend Hayley and we both burst out laughing.  I wanted to high five the chick that clearly made it happen. Girl power!

- New pair of 7 For All Mankind Jeans. They looked so good, I had to wear them out of the store. Yeah, my ass always gets a lot of attention, but yesterday was crazy. A couple of those guys were ready to sacrifice virgins in its honor. Haha. Ass worship FTW!

- Sour, wrinkly old biddies who go ape shit when they catch their men look at me. I always giggle and blow a kiss!

- Is it wrong to have security guard rape fantasies?  Cause this one man looked so yummy in his uniform I was about to shoplift something just so I could get him all alone in a back room! 

- Finally, my favorite mall game. Pick the poor blueballed loser!  We love pointing out which guys we think haven't gotten to blow their load in weeks.  Think I could pick you out of the masses?


~ Holly (866) 992-3258 ~