slutstacie loves cum. she doesn't like it or tolerate it or think it's "okay".
she LOVES it. we've looked at porn pics together many times and every time she's seen a picture of a chick with cum on her tits or of a handjob, or even one of her favorite pics which we just looked at yesterday, which is a HOT pic of a beautiful cunt with a lot of cum shot all over it, she always remarks "what a waste of cum".
i remember one memorable blowjob.... i asked if she'd meet me for lunch one day, on a day her office was closing early. she said no, because the office was closing and she really needed to get some things done before she left. then i jokingly said "how about if you meet me behind the 7-11 and suck my cock?"
to this she said "Yes! That I'll do!"
so i parked in the back of a parking lot right behind the store. she pulled up about 10 minutes later and parked in the spot next to me. she opened the passenger door to my car, climbed in and turned to me. within 30 seconds she was unzipping my pants and pulling out my cock. in a flash her hot, wet mouth was eagerly sucking me, sliding up and down my cock. while she was sucking me i reached into her top (she'd taken off her bra before leaving work!) and played with her tits, pinched her nipples repeatedly. if you've seen the pics of her bruised tits you'll know that she loves pain, so pinching her tits hard just gets her wetter.
finally i could hold back no longer. i put my hand on the back of her head, pushed her hard down onto my cock and came in her mouth. the slut was moaning the whole time i came, moaned as she swallowed my cum. when she sat up, she was licking her lips, smiling, her eyes alight. she adjusted her top, turned to get out, then stopped and turned back to me. now you KNOW the cunt loves cum when she says to you "thank you... thank you for your cum". then she left.
we were talking yesterday and i said to her that during one of her gangbangs that i'm sure she's drank a glass full of cum and how many guys dumped their cum into that glass for her to drink? she said she hasn't -yet- done that but she loves the idea.
so i said "then i'm sure you've been on your knees and let a bunch of guys beat off into your mouth". her response: "yes". "how many guys?" i asked.
"seven".
mmmmmm.
i have a pic of slutstacie that she sent to me. it's not an "action" pic - she's dressed. but in her office she took a pic of herself on her knees with her mouth wide open and her tongue out, as though she were waiting for another load of cum in her mouth. she and i talked about putting her face pics up on here, so you may get to see what the slut looks like when she's waiting for her favorite snack - man cum.
seven loads of cum in her open, hungry mouth. her waiting, not swallowing, as one after the other the seven guys pump their cocks in her face then aim into her open mouth, shooting cum into it. i can guarantee you she was dripping wet the entire time. she was most likely moaning as each cock pumped its load of hot cum into her mouth. i'm sure she was moving her tongue around, tasting the cum as she waited for the next load. and then finally, finally, the last load and she was then allowed to swallow. there's no doubt she made a show of it too - opening her mouth wide so they could all see the pool of cum in her mouth, swirling it around with her tongue, swishing it around her mouth. then, with a gulp, swallowing it all, moaning as the hot goo slid down her throat.
for cum sluts? -that's- a happy meal.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
her party - and her as party favor
slutstacie had a special day recently... her birthday. i'd told her that bf and -him- were undoubtedly planning something "special" for her... a gangbang, an orgy, a train, a bukkake party, something of that sort. at the very least, a night of the two of them fucking the shit out of her.
she denied it, didn't think they'd do that without her consent, and given that she's been turning them down lately, she didn't think it likely. however, when pressed, she said she was "80% sure" that they weren't planning anything for her.
turns out, they did plan something for her. something very special. something that gives a very good indication of just how far she's been able to bring bf along as she's let the slut out. way back when, at her first gangbang, he had trouble with six guys fucking her.
not so much anymore.
bf and him planned quite the party. when bf drove up in front of the building, late that evening, she asked what was up. he smiled at her and said he had a surprise for her. when pressed, he told her.
what they'd arranged was something that she's very, very fond of. something she -loves- very much. she's a slut and she loves being used, taken, passed around. she loves being just the fuck holes (all three of them) for anyone who'll fuck her.
bf told her: there were between 20 and 40 people in the closed, off-hours bar. a regular party, you might think, right? no, not quite. yes, it was to be a party... and she, slutstacie, was to be the party favor. she, and her holes, were to be at the use and disposal of every man and woman at the party. any guy who wanted to fuck any hole? she'd not only be -expected- to give it up to him, but she willingly, gladly, eagerly would. any woman who wanted slutstacie to lick her cunt until she came, or fuck her with a strap on? slutstacie would eagerly, happily, willingly comply.
she's been a party favor several times, the "entertainment" at a party. she's been the serving cunt at a group of guys watching sports. she served them beer, snacks, food and blowjobs. when she wasn't fetching food or drink, she was on her knees sucking somebody's cock. the first time was with -him-. after she fully integrated -him- into her life/marriage with bf, she got bf to buy into the idea and then he'd arrange similar parties, where she, my slutstacie, was nothing more than the cunt, the ass, the mouth and the serving bitch for the men and women at the party. and, since she is, through and through a slut, she loved and loves it.
she didn't go into the party with bf last weekend, out of respect for the time that she and i have been spending together. instead, she blew bf in the car, took him around back and fucked him, then took him home and, in her words, gave him a damn good fucking.
she did lash out at me though, and let me know that she's been giving up "some seriously good fun", some "damn good fucking" for me. she let me know, in no uncertain terms, that she missed being used and fucked by a room full of men and women, that she seriously wanted and missed being used like a slut, like the entertainment, like a party favor.
slutstacie - party favor. entertainment at a party. slut/cunt/whore/holes to be used by anyone who happens to be in line.
and i love her.
she denied it, didn't think they'd do that without her consent, and given that she's been turning them down lately, she didn't think it likely. however, when pressed, she said she was "80% sure" that they weren't planning anything for her.
turns out, they did plan something for her. something very special. something that gives a very good indication of just how far she's been able to bring bf along as she's let the slut out. way back when, at her first gangbang, he had trouble with six guys fucking her.
not so much anymore.
bf and him planned quite the party. when bf drove up in front of the building, late that evening, she asked what was up. he smiled at her and said he had a surprise for her. when pressed, he told her.
what they'd arranged was something that she's very, very fond of. something she -loves- very much. she's a slut and she loves being used, taken, passed around. she loves being just the fuck holes (all three of them) for anyone who'll fuck her.
bf told her: there were between 20 and 40 people in the closed, off-hours bar. a regular party, you might think, right? no, not quite. yes, it was to be a party... and she, slutstacie, was to be the party favor. she, and her holes, were to be at the use and disposal of every man and woman at the party. any guy who wanted to fuck any hole? she'd not only be -expected- to give it up to him, but she willingly, gladly, eagerly would. any woman who wanted slutstacie to lick her cunt until she came, or fuck her with a strap on? slutstacie would eagerly, happily, willingly comply.
she's been a party favor several times, the "entertainment" at a party. she's been the serving cunt at a group of guys watching sports. she served them beer, snacks, food and blowjobs. when she wasn't fetching food or drink, she was on her knees sucking somebody's cock. the first time was with -him-. after she fully integrated -him- into her life/marriage with bf, she got bf to buy into the idea and then he'd arrange similar parties, where she, my slutstacie, was nothing more than the cunt, the ass, the mouth and the serving bitch for the men and women at the party. and, since she is, through and through a slut, she loved and loves it.
she didn't go into the party with bf last weekend, out of respect for the time that she and i have been spending together. instead, she blew bf in the car, took him around back and fucked him, then took him home and, in her words, gave him a damn good fucking.
she did lash out at me though, and let me know that she's been giving up "some seriously good fun", some "damn good fucking" for me. she let me know, in no uncertain terms, that she missed being used and fucked by a room full of men and women, that she seriously wanted and missed being used like a slut, like the entertainment, like a party favor.
slutstacie - party favor. entertainment at a party. slut/cunt/whore/holes to be used by anyone who happens to be in line.
and i love her.
Monday, March 2, 2009
The Fence, pt 2
once again i stand directly in front of you, almost touching you. eye to eye, so close we can't even focus, yet gaze locked. as we stand there, i lightly pull my fingertips up your sides, touching your breasts then cupping and caressing them lightly before pinching the nipples lightly. a slight moan escapes your lips as the pleasure begins to flow from your nipples into your brain, into your stomach, into your pussy. i continue squeezing and teasing your nipples until i see your eyes begin to close. anticipating your reaction, and wanting to be able to see it fully, i take a step back. watching your face closely, i pinch both nipples very, very hard; almost too hard i think to my self. your eyes fly open, you jerk your head back, your body tenses and your breath is a ragged gasp. holding the pressure, mercilessly squeezing your nipples, i listen to you moan between gasps, watch as your eyes water and enjoy your struggle as you try futilely to move away. when finally i release the pressure, your body relaxes and the low moan you escaping your throat conveys the pain you felt; still feel as your nipples relax.
just as the residual intensity resides i begin softly rubbing your tits and nipples again. Teasingly soft and gentle, lightly tracing around the throbbing nipple, urging it hard again. caressing the soft curve of your tits as they merge into your flat stomach, sliding my hands down to then around your waist. as my hands go around your waist, i suddenly pull your body toward me. your body moves the few inches to me but doing so only tightens the collars' grip on your neck. as you feel the choke of your collar i cover your mouth with mine, pushing my tongue into your mouth, kissing you hard. you hesitate then respond, fully, despite the insistent pressure around your throat. our tongues tangle, seek, lick, i suck on yours, you bite mine, our lips mashed together. Then i pull away; your mouth still open, you look at me questioningly. when your lips close, i come close to your face and gently lick and kiss your lips.
as my lips caress yours, i unbutton your blouse. as our kiss ends i pull it open, exposing your tits and body for anyone to see who might wander by. i undo your jeans and slide them down your legs, followed by your skimpy thong. kissing my way down your leg i then lift your feet out of your pants. the jeans i leave lying but i keep your thong in my hand. silently i stand and observe you, drink in the picture of you helpless, scared, aroused. i gently lick and suck one tit while idly running my hand across your stomach, down to your hip, your pelvis, gradually tracing closer and closer to your clit and pussy. everytime you try to move your pussy under my hand i move it away and bite on your tit, but you continue; i'm sure you're trying to get me to bite you harder, attempting, perhaps unknowingly, to bring more of the pleasure/pain you enjoy so much.
after lingering near your pussy for sometime i finally slide a finger down over your clit, between your lips and roughly into your cunt. at the same time, i bite your neck hard, just at the juncture of neck and shoulder. you grimace and moan at the same time, enjoying yet fearful of your enjoyment of the pain. your cunt is dripping wet, soaking my fingers. i push two fingers into you wetting them completely, then force them into your mouth. as your tongue searches for the taste of pussy, i'm fingering you with my other hand, again harshly, then alternately lightly rubbing your clit. finally, using your thong, i wipe your pussy and thighs, soaking it. wadding the material, carefully wrapping the straps inside, i lift it to my nose, reveling in the smell of you. you're watching me closely, wondering if i'll be pleased, remembering once before when i was not. you suffered my displeasure then and enjoyed every minute of it. but today i am pleased - the smell of your cunt is musky, erotic, delicious. when i smile at you, you open your mouth to speak and i push the material into your mouth. effectively gagging you i close your mouth, some material still showing and tell you not to release it. i gently push the hair back from your face, pulling a strand from your mouth before grabbing a handful of hair on each side of your head and pulling your head toward me, roughly, until your collar is biting deep into your throat, uncomfortably deeply, i'm sure. looking straight into your eyes and making sure that i'm pulling your hair and continuing to pull you against the collar i speak. "stacie, are you scared?" you feebly shake your head. i pull your hair harder and say to you "you're lying. i see it in your eyes. if you lie to me again, your punishment will be very severe. Understand? I ask you again - stacie, are you scared?" when you nod i release your hair, allowing you to move back against the fence, relieving the choking of the leather strap.
leaning in close to your ear again i whisper "stacie... i have plans for you tonight. tonight you will be tested, pushed and tested again." i give you a soft kiss on your jaw. "tonight, love, you will beg for me to stop. you will feel as if you cannot take anymore punishment. you'll plead with me to stop, cry for me to relieve your pain. and in the next breath, with the wave of your next orgasm building and rolling through you, you'll beg me not to stop; please don't stop." i kiss my way to your face then look into your eyes. i've never seen a woman so capable, so accepting of the play that we share. in your eyes i see fear, true fear. i see anticipation of the pain you know you will soon feel. i see anticipation of the ecstacy when your pain crosses the line and becomes pleasure, almost unbearable pleasure. I see your lust, flaring, waiting, eager to get started. Then i see something else - the acceptance, the pleasure, the serenity, the love, the surrender of giving yourself to me so completely, the knowlege that you belong to me, body and soul. I kiss you on the face and step back.
after unbuckling my belt i slowly pull it loose from my pants. it's a leather belt, of course, about 1-1/2 inches wide. not soft but not stiff either. tan and well worn. you are familiar with this belt. i idly play with it in my hands, holding the buckle and wrapping a loop or two around my hand, waving it in front of you. i double it over. holding it in one hand, i slap your thigh - a loud smack and a jump from you. i slap your stomach with it, slightly harder. then i push the looped end against your cheek, your eyes wide. i move the leather down your face, your throat, your chest, letting your skin have a taste of it. down to your pussy, soaking wet again. i part your pussy lips with one hand and, laying the leather flat against your cunt, pull it past your pussy, wetting most of the belt in doing so. satisfied with how wet your cunt is, i lift the belt to my nose, smelling it, enjoying the mingled aroma of leather and pussy. i hold the belt up to your nose as well; actually pressing it hard against your nose, making sure you smell it and feel it.
placing the end through the buckle i form a loop. i slip the loop over your head, covering your eyes. i pull it snug - not tight, but tight enough that it'll stay put, and secure the end. the strap doesn't completely obsure your vision - you can see a sliver of sky above the strap and a sliver of earth below it. not complete, but very effective.
the thought that occurs to me as i step back and take in the scene is that you're ready. Ready and oh so beautiful. you look so natural there, bound, gagged, blindfolded, nearly naked, exposed and vulnerable. My cock aches at the sight. I kiss you on the lips, pushing the last bit of material into your mouth, then trail my fingertips from your mouth, down your throat, around your tits, across and back across your stomach to your clit and finally your pussy. "stacie, you look wonderful. so helpless. I'm going to leave now, but i'll be back before too long. i don't think anyone will happen along while i'm gone. but if they do, i've left a note here next to you that says 'Please fuck me then leave'."
as you hear me walking away i say "bye love... see you soon. wait for me, okay?"
just as the residual intensity resides i begin softly rubbing your tits and nipples again. Teasingly soft and gentle, lightly tracing around the throbbing nipple, urging it hard again. caressing the soft curve of your tits as they merge into your flat stomach, sliding my hands down to then around your waist. as my hands go around your waist, i suddenly pull your body toward me. your body moves the few inches to me but doing so only tightens the collars' grip on your neck. as you feel the choke of your collar i cover your mouth with mine, pushing my tongue into your mouth, kissing you hard. you hesitate then respond, fully, despite the insistent pressure around your throat. our tongues tangle, seek, lick, i suck on yours, you bite mine, our lips mashed together. Then i pull away; your mouth still open, you look at me questioningly. when your lips close, i come close to your face and gently lick and kiss your lips.
as my lips caress yours, i unbutton your blouse. as our kiss ends i pull it open, exposing your tits and body for anyone to see who might wander by. i undo your jeans and slide them down your legs, followed by your skimpy thong. kissing my way down your leg i then lift your feet out of your pants. the jeans i leave lying but i keep your thong in my hand. silently i stand and observe you, drink in the picture of you helpless, scared, aroused. i gently lick and suck one tit while idly running my hand across your stomach, down to your hip, your pelvis, gradually tracing closer and closer to your clit and pussy. everytime you try to move your pussy under my hand i move it away and bite on your tit, but you continue; i'm sure you're trying to get me to bite you harder, attempting, perhaps unknowingly, to bring more of the pleasure/pain you enjoy so much.
after lingering near your pussy for sometime i finally slide a finger down over your clit, between your lips and roughly into your cunt. at the same time, i bite your neck hard, just at the juncture of neck and shoulder. you grimace and moan at the same time, enjoying yet fearful of your enjoyment of the pain. your cunt is dripping wet, soaking my fingers. i push two fingers into you wetting them completely, then force them into your mouth. as your tongue searches for the taste of pussy, i'm fingering you with my other hand, again harshly, then alternately lightly rubbing your clit. finally, using your thong, i wipe your pussy and thighs, soaking it. wadding the material, carefully wrapping the straps inside, i lift it to my nose, reveling in the smell of you. you're watching me closely, wondering if i'll be pleased, remembering once before when i was not. you suffered my displeasure then and enjoyed every minute of it. but today i am pleased - the smell of your cunt is musky, erotic, delicious. when i smile at you, you open your mouth to speak and i push the material into your mouth. effectively gagging you i close your mouth, some material still showing and tell you not to release it. i gently push the hair back from your face, pulling a strand from your mouth before grabbing a handful of hair on each side of your head and pulling your head toward me, roughly, until your collar is biting deep into your throat, uncomfortably deeply, i'm sure. looking straight into your eyes and making sure that i'm pulling your hair and continuing to pull you against the collar i speak. "stacie, are you scared?" you feebly shake your head. i pull your hair harder and say to you "you're lying. i see it in your eyes. if you lie to me again, your punishment will be very severe. Understand? I ask you again - stacie, are you scared?" when you nod i release your hair, allowing you to move back against the fence, relieving the choking of the leather strap.
leaning in close to your ear again i whisper "stacie... i have plans for you tonight. tonight you will be tested, pushed and tested again." i give you a soft kiss on your jaw. "tonight, love, you will beg for me to stop. you will feel as if you cannot take anymore punishment. you'll plead with me to stop, cry for me to relieve your pain. and in the next breath, with the wave of your next orgasm building and rolling through you, you'll beg me not to stop; please don't stop." i kiss my way to your face then look into your eyes. i've never seen a woman so capable, so accepting of the play that we share. in your eyes i see fear, true fear. i see anticipation of the pain you know you will soon feel. i see anticipation of the ecstacy when your pain crosses the line and becomes pleasure, almost unbearable pleasure. I see your lust, flaring, waiting, eager to get started. Then i see something else - the acceptance, the pleasure, the serenity, the love, the surrender of giving yourself to me so completely, the knowlege that you belong to me, body and soul. I kiss you on the face and step back.
after unbuckling my belt i slowly pull it loose from my pants. it's a leather belt, of course, about 1-1/2 inches wide. not soft but not stiff either. tan and well worn. you are familiar with this belt. i idly play with it in my hands, holding the buckle and wrapping a loop or two around my hand, waving it in front of you. i double it over. holding it in one hand, i slap your thigh - a loud smack and a jump from you. i slap your stomach with it, slightly harder. then i push the looped end against your cheek, your eyes wide. i move the leather down your face, your throat, your chest, letting your skin have a taste of it. down to your pussy, soaking wet again. i part your pussy lips with one hand and, laying the leather flat against your cunt, pull it past your pussy, wetting most of the belt in doing so. satisfied with how wet your cunt is, i lift the belt to my nose, smelling it, enjoying the mingled aroma of leather and pussy. i hold the belt up to your nose as well; actually pressing it hard against your nose, making sure you smell it and feel it.
placing the end through the buckle i form a loop. i slip the loop over your head, covering your eyes. i pull it snug - not tight, but tight enough that it'll stay put, and secure the end. the strap doesn't completely obsure your vision - you can see a sliver of sky above the strap and a sliver of earth below it. not complete, but very effective.
the thought that occurs to me as i step back and take in the scene is that you're ready. Ready and oh so beautiful. you look so natural there, bound, gagged, blindfolded, nearly naked, exposed and vulnerable. My cock aches at the sight. I kiss you on the lips, pushing the last bit of material into your mouth, then trail my fingertips from your mouth, down your throat, around your tits, across and back across your stomach to your clit and finally your pussy. "stacie, you look wonderful. so helpless. I'm going to leave now, but i'll be back before too long. i don't think anyone will happen along while i'm gone. but if they do, i've left a note here next to you that says 'Please fuck me then leave'."
as you hear me walking away i say "bye love... see you soon. wait for me, okay?"
Friday, February 27, 2009
slutstacie trivia and fun facts, pt 3
- i called slutstacie at lunch and she was parked in a parking lot. we started having phone sex - me talking to her and her fingering her cunt and playing with her tits. when we finished, probably 25 minutes later, after i'd cum and she'd cum about four times, she told me her panties were soaking wet. i told her i wanted them. when she got back to work, she sent them to me, fedex overnight. and yes, her cunt smells delicious. and she told me they were her favorite panties. they're purple, tiny and i still have them.
- before slutstacie turned the slut loose, she used to have fun in bars showing her cunt. when she's was out with bf having drinks, she always sits at a hi-top in the bar area; you know, the tall round tables. as i've said before, she always wears skirts, short skirts. without bf knowing, she would find a guy or guys, and without looking at them, slowly spread her legs, in such a way that it was obvious to the guy/guys that it was not an accident. if she was wearing panties, she'd sometimes reach up her skirt and pull them aside, showing her pussy. if she wasn't wearing panties, she'd sometimes spread her pussy lips and sometimes finger herself, then lick her fingers. after doing this for a little while, she'd turn to the guy/guys, make direct eye contact (and believe me, when she makes eye contact, you KNOW it) and smile, then close her legs. of course bf knew nothing (although today he does). she told me that flashing always made her pussy wet and made her so horny that she'd fuck bf as soon as they got home. nowadays, of course, she'd take bf outside and fuck him right there, or ask bf if they could invite the guys home for a gangbang.
- slutstacie once entered an "amateur night" at a strip club. she made over $500 in tips. between her second and third time on stage, wearing only a man's shirt, she took bf out to their car, opened the back door, bent over and told him to "fuck me hard, right now". she said she came three times in rapid succession and still managed to get his cock in her mouth before he came.
- slutstacie loves cum and would rather it be in her mouth than anywhere else.
- we were talking about her gangbang pictures and i said i was sure there were pics with her covered head to toe with cum. her response? "those are the mild pics."
- bf, slutstacie and -him- went on a road trip not too long ago. after about an hour, she told bf to let -him- drive and she and bf got in the backseat. she stripped down (so anyone looking in would see her ass, tits and cunt) got on her knees with her ass and cunt nearly pressed to the window and sucked bf for about thirty minutes before climbing on his cock and fucking herself on it. when he came, she raised herself off his cock, let his cum drip into her hand, then licked it up. she then told bf and -him- to switch places and she did the same thing with -him-. after that they drove for awhile. later, she told bf to pull into a rest area and they pulled toward the back, by some picnic areas. they got out and opened the hatchback on their suv. she got naked standing behind the car. she had bf sit on the back. she had -him- get behind her and she took his cock out. turning back to bf, she then took his cock out and told them to, her words, "fuck the shit out of me".
- years ago, slutstacie met a guy in a bar and hit it off. after awhile, she had him get under the table and eat her until she came. to return the favor, she stood him against the wall, squatted down and started sucking his cock. while she loved doing that, and of course loved swallowing his cum, she said the thing she remembered best and liked the most was that while she was sucking him, she felt someone walk by and pat her on the head.
- before slutstacie turned the slut loose, she used to have fun in bars showing her cunt. when she's was out with bf having drinks, she always sits at a hi-top in the bar area; you know, the tall round tables. as i've said before, she always wears skirts, short skirts. without bf knowing, she would find a guy or guys, and without looking at them, slowly spread her legs, in such a way that it was obvious to the guy/guys that it was not an accident. if she was wearing panties, she'd sometimes reach up her skirt and pull them aside, showing her pussy. if she wasn't wearing panties, she'd sometimes spread her pussy lips and sometimes finger herself, then lick her fingers. after doing this for a little while, she'd turn to the guy/guys, make direct eye contact (and believe me, when she makes eye contact, you KNOW it) and smile, then close her legs. of course bf knew nothing (although today he does). she told me that flashing always made her pussy wet and made her so horny that she'd fuck bf as soon as they got home. nowadays, of course, she'd take bf outside and fuck him right there, or ask bf if they could invite the guys home for a gangbang.
- slutstacie once entered an "amateur night" at a strip club. she made over $500 in tips. between her second and third time on stage, wearing only a man's shirt, she took bf out to their car, opened the back door, bent over and told him to "fuck me hard, right now". she said she came three times in rapid succession and still managed to get his cock in her mouth before he came.
- slutstacie loves cum and would rather it be in her mouth than anywhere else.
- we were talking about her gangbang pictures and i said i was sure there were pics with her covered head to toe with cum. her response? "those are the mild pics."
- bf, slutstacie and -him- went on a road trip not too long ago. after about an hour, she told bf to let -him- drive and she and bf got in the backseat. she stripped down (so anyone looking in would see her ass, tits and cunt) got on her knees with her ass and cunt nearly pressed to the window and sucked bf for about thirty minutes before climbing on his cock and fucking herself on it. when he came, she raised herself off his cock, let his cum drip into her hand, then licked it up. she then told bf and -him- to switch places and she did the same thing with -him-. after that they drove for awhile. later, she told bf to pull into a rest area and they pulled toward the back, by some picnic areas. they got out and opened the hatchback on their suv. she got naked standing behind the car. she had bf sit on the back. she had -him- get behind her and she took his cock out. turning back to bf, she then took his cock out and told them to, her words, "fuck the shit out of me".
- years ago, slutstacie met a guy in a bar and hit it off. after awhile, she had him get under the table and eat her until she came. to return the favor, she stood him against the wall, squatted down and started sucking his cock. while she loved doing that, and of course loved swallowing his cum, she said the thing she remembered best and liked the most was that while she was sucking him, she felt someone walk by and pat her on the head.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
The Fence, pt 1
against the backstop; arms out, hands cuffed.
my lips are on your neck; my cock, hard, pressing into your stomach. my hands trace lightly down your sides, occasionally brushing your tits. when both hands reach your nipples, i let them stop, lightly rubbing your nipples, hard beneath your blouse. i lean back, off your body, my legs slightly between yours and i look straight into your eyes. those eyes! dark, deep, full of passion, lust, and yes, fear. you -are- scared, aren't you? but not for your safety. you know, beyond all doubt that i will not harm you in any way. what i will do for you, stacie my love, is to push you, hard. with a soft gentle touch i want to slide your body deliciously into the territory of erotic pleasure. once you've surrendered to that, once you're wallowing in the feelings of sex in your body, i intend to slap you out of your reverie and drag you across the line that separates pleasure from pain. yes stacie, you will feel pain. delicious pain.
pain that you can't get enough of. that pain that starts as a white flash in your brain, a gasp in your throat and a catch in your breath... yet before you know it, it's no longer pain, is it? you no longer want it to stop - in fact you will plead for it not to stop, won't you? do you know the pleasure/pain/pleasure i'm talking about stacie? it's the feelings that you get when you allow your erotic brain to run free late at night, when your inhibitions are the lowest, when you are completely aware of your body, when you let the deep dark longings out.
you fear it don't you? and yet you welcome it. stacie, my love.. my lovely... when you surrender yourself to me, you secretly hope for just this pain, don't you? you -want- me to push you to the very edge of what you can stand. you -want- to feel helpless, powerless, completely dominated by me. why is it? is it because you like the pain, the intensity, and you would be happy to allow any man to do the same to you? answer me honestly - we both know the answer. you would NOT allow anyone else, anyone, the same control, the same power over you, would you? say it stacie - think it all the time - tell it to me now, in your words.... give yourself to me, completely, describe for me the limits ofyour passion (there are none, are there?), tell me the limits of what you will allow me to do to you (no limits, are there?), tell me what i'm not allowed to do - there's nothing is there, love? you know, as do i, that you submit willingly, gladly to whatever i have in store for you. Say it now stacie - feel it, observe your submission to me; revel in it. you give me yourself in lust; indescribeable lust. but you trust me because of our love. think lover - it's intoxicating, is it not?!? exhilarating! exquisitely comforting yet so seemingly impossible.
you're aware now of my fingers tracing circles around your nipples, standing painfully hard and erect. the lightness, the tenderness of my touch inflames you, doesn't it? you're enjoying my touch, loving the tender attention i'm giving your tits. and then - gasping for breath! the white flash, blinding, constricting your vision, dimming your hearing, but every cell in your body screams as i pinch, HARD, both nipples at the same time. you breath comes in tortured gasps, your vision slowly clears and you can begin again to see me through the white haze. your mind can only slowly begin to comprehend, focus on the sharp pain in your nipples. but it's not pain, is it? you're pushing your pussy out to me, rubbing against me. your mouth strains to reach me and your hands pull against your cuffs. but you're no longer hurting are you? already you're pulsing, flashing with pleasure, wanting to extend the feeling.
then suddenly, nothing... i'm no longer touching you at all. when you realize it, your eyes seek me out.. why! WHY! they scream - no, more! don't stop, please.. you start to speak to me, pleading. that doesn't last long, because my hand wrapped around your throat makes it very difficult to breathe, much less scream, doesn't it?
i love the way lust and fear mix in your eyes. The fear from the firm grip i have on your throat, the lust from your own knowlege that we've just begun and that before we finish, you'll cum several times.
I slide my hand up so my fingers are along the bottom of your jaw, push a little harder against your throat and tighten my grip just a bit. Not a lot but enough that you notice it and glance at me questioningly. With my free hand I roughly rub your cunt through your jeans. I can feel your heat through them and know that your pussy and your thong are both wet. Not breaking our glance, I lean into you drawing my face closer and closer to you then moving my lips against your ear. As i do so, i reluctantly pull my hand from your crotch, grasp the fence right at your hip and pull myself up against you, hard, rubbing the bulge of my cock against your pussy. in a deep, barely audible voice i speak to you. i'm sure you don't even hear the first few words i whisper in your ear; you're listening to, focused on my voice. You know this voice stacie. this voice chills you; yet it starts the glow in your stomach, you pussy. you know this voice stacie - it's the one that scares you because you hear in it the determination to push you, to test your limits, your submission to me. you know it because you're always, we're always exhausted and happy when we finish.
when you finally hear the words i'm saying i feel your body stiffen. my lips brushing your ear, the tip of my tongue just touching your temple, my hand squeezing tighter on your throat, i whisper "... fucked stacie. are you ready? i'm going to use you, fuck you. stacie, you will whimper and cry in pain and plead with me not to stop. your mouth, your cunt, your ass will all be mine. do you understand?" I feel you nod your head slowly. "stacie, i give you one chance; right now, if you choose you can go free. but you won't, even though you can, will you? you need me to have you. you want to give yourself to me, don't you?" a moment of silence. then, barely audible but with utter clarity and understanding, you whisper "yes; i'm yours to use."
as the last word leaves your lips, i bite your neck, hard; hard! you jolt and try to pull away but can't. as you gasp, i stop, releasing the flesh from between my teeth, removing my hand from your throat, stepping back so we're not touching at all. when you open your eyes, i'm holding both hands out to you, holding in them a leather strap, a collar about an inch wide, soft and flexible in my hands, the buckle gleaming in the moonlight. I put the collar around your throat, pushing each end of the strap through the fence. I walk behind the fence, standing behind you. you feel the collar move as i grasp it, but just hold it. for several long moments i'm still, letting your imagination run wild.
after several long moments, i begin to very slowly pull the collar tighter around your throat. you don't notice at first, but it doesn't take long until you do. when the leather strap is tight enough that it's visibly tight on your skin, i buckle it, securing you to the fence.
walking back to stand in front of you i take in the sight. you are such a sight. as beautiful as you normally are, your predicament now adds such a powerful impact. Your arms straight out from your sides, the handcuffs shining in the dark. Your hair slightly disarrayed, a few strands waving in the light breeze, partly in front of your face on one side, cascading across your shoulders. the collar around your neck, brown against your skin, a line of discipline laid across willing flesh, provides the most powerful contrast. the _expression on your face is so... alluring. at once you display fear, submission, acceptance, anticipation, desire. Your breasts too betray your arousal, your nipples hard and plainly visible pressing against your blouse.
my lips are on your neck; my cock, hard, pressing into your stomach. my hands trace lightly down your sides, occasionally brushing your tits. when both hands reach your nipples, i let them stop, lightly rubbing your nipples, hard beneath your blouse. i lean back, off your body, my legs slightly between yours and i look straight into your eyes. those eyes! dark, deep, full of passion, lust, and yes, fear. you -are- scared, aren't you? but not for your safety. you know, beyond all doubt that i will not harm you in any way. what i will do for you, stacie my love, is to push you, hard. with a soft gentle touch i want to slide your body deliciously into the territory of erotic pleasure. once you've surrendered to that, once you're wallowing in the feelings of sex in your body, i intend to slap you out of your reverie and drag you across the line that separates pleasure from pain. yes stacie, you will feel pain. delicious pain.
pain that you can't get enough of. that pain that starts as a white flash in your brain, a gasp in your throat and a catch in your breath... yet before you know it, it's no longer pain, is it? you no longer want it to stop - in fact you will plead for it not to stop, won't you? do you know the pleasure/pain/pleasure i'm talking about stacie? it's the feelings that you get when you allow your erotic brain to run free late at night, when your inhibitions are the lowest, when you are completely aware of your body, when you let the deep dark longings out.
you fear it don't you? and yet you welcome it. stacie, my love.. my lovely... when you surrender yourself to me, you secretly hope for just this pain, don't you? you -want- me to push you to the very edge of what you can stand. you -want- to feel helpless, powerless, completely dominated by me. why is it? is it because you like the pain, the intensity, and you would be happy to allow any man to do the same to you? answer me honestly - we both know the answer. you would NOT allow anyone else, anyone, the same control, the same power over you, would you? say it stacie - think it all the time - tell it to me now, in your words.... give yourself to me, completely, describe for me the limits ofyour passion (there are none, are there?), tell me the limits of what you will allow me to do to you (no limits, are there?), tell me what i'm not allowed to do - there's nothing is there, love? you know, as do i, that you submit willingly, gladly to whatever i have in store for you. Say it now stacie - feel it, observe your submission to me; revel in it. you give me yourself in lust; indescribeable lust. but you trust me because of our love. think lover - it's intoxicating, is it not?!? exhilarating! exquisitely comforting yet so seemingly impossible.
you're aware now of my fingers tracing circles around your nipples, standing painfully hard and erect. the lightness, the tenderness of my touch inflames you, doesn't it? you're enjoying my touch, loving the tender attention i'm giving your tits. and then - gasping for breath! the white flash, blinding, constricting your vision, dimming your hearing, but every cell in your body screams as i pinch, HARD, both nipples at the same time. you breath comes in tortured gasps, your vision slowly clears and you can begin again to see me through the white haze. your mind can only slowly begin to comprehend, focus on the sharp pain in your nipples. but it's not pain, is it? you're pushing your pussy out to me, rubbing against me. your mouth strains to reach me and your hands pull against your cuffs. but you're no longer hurting are you? already you're pulsing, flashing with pleasure, wanting to extend the feeling.
then suddenly, nothing... i'm no longer touching you at all. when you realize it, your eyes seek me out.. why! WHY! they scream - no, more! don't stop, please.. you start to speak to me, pleading. that doesn't last long, because my hand wrapped around your throat makes it very difficult to breathe, much less scream, doesn't it?
i love the way lust and fear mix in your eyes. The fear from the firm grip i have on your throat, the lust from your own knowlege that we've just begun and that before we finish, you'll cum several times.
I slide my hand up so my fingers are along the bottom of your jaw, push a little harder against your throat and tighten my grip just a bit. Not a lot but enough that you notice it and glance at me questioningly. With my free hand I roughly rub your cunt through your jeans. I can feel your heat through them and know that your pussy and your thong are both wet. Not breaking our glance, I lean into you drawing my face closer and closer to you then moving my lips against your ear. As i do so, i reluctantly pull my hand from your crotch, grasp the fence right at your hip and pull myself up against you, hard, rubbing the bulge of my cock against your pussy. in a deep, barely audible voice i speak to you. i'm sure you don't even hear the first few words i whisper in your ear; you're listening to, focused on my voice. You know this voice stacie. this voice chills you; yet it starts the glow in your stomach, you pussy. you know this voice stacie - it's the one that scares you because you hear in it the determination to push you, to test your limits, your submission to me. you know it because you're always, we're always exhausted and happy when we finish.
when you finally hear the words i'm saying i feel your body stiffen. my lips brushing your ear, the tip of my tongue just touching your temple, my hand squeezing tighter on your throat, i whisper "... fucked stacie. are you ready? i'm going to use you, fuck you. stacie, you will whimper and cry in pain and plead with me not to stop. your mouth, your cunt, your ass will all be mine. do you understand?" I feel you nod your head slowly. "stacie, i give you one chance; right now, if you choose you can go free. but you won't, even though you can, will you? you need me to have you. you want to give yourself to me, don't you?" a moment of silence. then, barely audible but with utter clarity and understanding, you whisper "yes; i'm yours to use."
as the last word leaves your lips, i bite your neck, hard; hard! you jolt and try to pull away but can't. as you gasp, i stop, releasing the flesh from between my teeth, removing my hand from your throat, stepping back so we're not touching at all. when you open your eyes, i'm holding both hands out to you, holding in them a leather strap, a collar about an inch wide, soft and flexible in my hands, the buckle gleaming in the moonlight. I put the collar around your throat, pushing each end of the strap through the fence. I walk behind the fence, standing behind you. you feel the collar move as i grasp it, but just hold it. for several long moments i'm still, letting your imagination run wild.
after several long moments, i begin to very slowly pull the collar tighter around your throat. you don't notice at first, but it doesn't take long until you do. when the leather strap is tight enough that it's visibly tight on your skin, i buckle it, securing you to the fence.
walking back to stand in front of you i take in the sight. you are such a sight. as beautiful as you normally are, your predicament now adds such a powerful impact. Your arms straight out from your sides, the handcuffs shining in the dark. Your hair slightly disarrayed, a few strands waving in the light breeze, partly in front of your face on one side, cascading across your shoulders. the collar around your neck, brown against your skin, a line of discipline laid across willing flesh, provides the most powerful contrast. the _expression on your face is so... alluring. at once you display fear, submission, acceptance, anticipation, desire. Your breasts too betray your arousal, your nipples hard and plainly visible pressing against your blouse.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
slutstacie trivia and fun facts, pt 2
more fun slutstacie stories and trivia
- i once gave slutstacie directions on what to do on her way home. of course, being a slut, she happily complied. she was wearing a short skirt (there's no other kind for her) and no panties. she cruised the aisles of the grocery store until she found the right moment. she squatted down, knees apart, checking out something on the bottom shelf. when the guy (the target) walked close and stopped to discretely (yeah, little did he know) look up her skirt, she spread her legs wider, looked him dead in the eyes and smiled. like most guys, he got flustered, turned and left. her reaction? she said her cunt got so wet and she got so horny that she drove home, walked in the door and fucked bf within seconds.
- slutstacie has a house on the water. when her and bf first got a hot tub for the back deck, her favorite activity for a while was to be naked in the hot tub, then, when boats were going by, to have bf sit on the edge so she could suck his cock, then bend over the sides and let him fuck her while anyone who wanted and saw could watch them.
- one time, in the morning, the cable guy (or phone? don't remember) was in slutstacie's house working. bf was getting ready for work and slutstacie had just gotten out of the shower and walked into the bedroom in a robe. the bedroom door was slightly ajar. so, she walked to the bedroom door, opened it all the way (and now giving the cable/phone guy a full view everytime he walked by), let her robe fall to the ground, knelt down in front of bf and gave him a long slow blowjob. she said everytime she could see the guy out of the corner of her eyes, her cunt jolted and got wetter.
- at a night time holiday party at their house, there were about 50 people, including slutstacie, bf and -him-. their house is not huge, although they have a nice deck and back yard, on the water. now remember, this was not a swing party. and remember that bf does not know that slutstacie fucks -him- on the side. over the course of the night, she fucked bf three times, -him- seven times and both of them at the same time three times.
- slutstacie has been gangbanged (once by ~18 guys, once with ~25 guys) on webcam at least twice. she's also been on webcam being tied up, beaten, flogged, face fucked and ass fucked.
- slutstacie met bf for lunch one time. at the time, she had a little sports car. after lunch, she told bf to follow her around the back of the building, and they parked a little ways from the restaurant. the back end of the parking lot adjoined a larger parking lot for a strip mall. she told bf she wanted to get fucked. she took him over in front of her car, squatted down, took bf's cock out and began sucking him. she said it was then she noticed three guys in a car about a hundred feet away. you guessed it - that started the fire in her cunt and she started showing off. as she's sucking him, she pulls her top up around her neck (no bra, of course). after sucking him for a while, she stands up, kisses him, turns around, lays on the hood of her car with her legs spread, reaches back and pulls her butt cheeks apart and tells bf to fuck her, right now. which, of course he does. slutstacie says because bf saw the guys too, he fucked her longer and harder. then, when he said he was ready to cum, he pulls out, she turns around, squats down and opens her mouth as wide as she can, waiting for his cum. he cums, mostly in her mouth but some on her face. she said she turned directly toward the guys in the car, closed her mouth, swallowed, licked her lips, used her finger to wipe the cum off her face and then licked her finger, then turned back to bf and slowly licked his cock clean. turning back to the guys, she put bf's cock back in his pants, stood up, pulled her skirt down, fixed her top and then bf got back in his car, slutstacie got back in hers and they drove away.
- i once gave slutstacie directions on what to do on her way home. of course, being a slut, she happily complied. she was wearing a short skirt (there's no other kind for her) and no panties. she cruised the aisles of the grocery store until she found the right moment. she squatted down, knees apart, checking out something on the bottom shelf. when the guy (the target) walked close and stopped to discretely (yeah, little did he know) look up her skirt, she spread her legs wider, looked him dead in the eyes and smiled. like most guys, he got flustered, turned and left. her reaction? she said her cunt got so wet and she got so horny that she drove home, walked in the door and fucked bf within seconds.
- slutstacie has a house on the water. when her and bf first got a hot tub for the back deck, her favorite activity for a while was to be naked in the hot tub, then, when boats were going by, to have bf sit on the edge so she could suck his cock, then bend over the sides and let him fuck her while anyone who wanted and saw could watch them.
- one time, in the morning, the cable guy (or phone? don't remember) was in slutstacie's house working. bf was getting ready for work and slutstacie had just gotten out of the shower and walked into the bedroom in a robe. the bedroom door was slightly ajar. so, she walked to the bedroom door, opened it all the way (and now giving the cable/phone guy a full view everytime he walked by), let her robe fall to the ground, knelt down in front of bf and gave him a long slow blowjob. she said everytime she could see the guy out of the corner of her eyes, her cunt jolted and got wetter.
- at a night time holiday party at their house, there were about 50 people, including slutstacie, bf and -him-. their house is not huge, although they have a nice deck and back yard, on the water. now remember, this was not a swing party. and remember that bf does not know that slutstacie fucks -him- on the side. over the course of the night, she fucked bf three times, -him- seven times and both of them at the same time three times.
- slutstacie has been gangbanged (once by ~18 guys, once with ~25 guys) on webcam at least twice. she's also been on webcam being tied up, beaten, flogged, face fucked and ass fucked.
- slutstacie met bf for lunch one time. at the time, she had a little sports car. after lunch, she told bf to follow her around the back of the building, and they parked a little ways from the restaurant. the back end of the parking lot adjoined a larger parking lot for a strip mall. she told bf she wanted to get fucked. she took him over in front of her car, squatted down, took bf's cock out and began sucking him. she said it was then she noticed three guys in a car about a hundred feet away. you guessed it - that started the fire in her cunt and she started showing off. as she's sucking him, she pulls her top up around her neck (no bra, of course). after sucking him for a while, she stands up, kisses him, turns around, lays on the hood of her car with her legs spread, reaches back and pulls her butt cheeks apart and tells bf to fuck her, right now. which, of course he does. slutstacie says because bf saw the guys too, he fucked her longer and harder. then, when he said he was ready to cum, he pulls out, she turns around, squats down and opens her mouth as wide as she can, waiting for his cum. he cums, mostly in her mouth but some on her face. she said she turned directly toward the guys in the car, closed her mouth, swallowed, licked her lips, used her finger to wipe the cum off her face and then licked her finger, then turned back to bf and slowly licked his cock clean. turning back to the guys, she put bf's cock back in his pants, stood up, pulled her skirt down, fixed her top and then bf got back in his car, slutstacie got back in hers and they drove away.
Friday, February 20, 2009
slutstacie trivia and fun facts, pt 1
some slut trivia - little bits and factoids about slutstacie...
- five years ago, slutstacie had only slept with six men and two women. since then, she's fucked about 200 guys and about 20 women.
- what do you consider a gangbang? one woman and how many guys? my first thought would be three guys, maybe five. slutstacie's definition of a gangbang? her and more than ten guys.
- slutstacie has had more than twenty gangbangs in less than two years.
- slutstacie has fucked between 3 & 10 guys at a time (either all on her, or one after another or a couple at a time, all within a two hour period) perhaps 40 times in two years.
- slutstacie has been at a party her girlfriend held - with four other girls. six slut girls, all hungry for pussy. yum.
- in the bathroom of a sports arena, in the handicap stall in the men's room, slutstacie squatted down, sucked her bf's cock, bent over and told him to fuck her, then turned around and swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean. and held her head high as they walked out.
- at a boatshow, slutstacie pulled bf off to the side, sucked him, then bent over for him to fuck her.
- once, slutstacie, bf and -him- were out, drinking, playing darts and shooting pool in a pool hall. they were asked to leave when another patron complained to the management. the complaint? slutstacie was on her hands and knees, skirt up over her ass, as bf and -him- fucked her face and her cunt.
- once slutstacie was fucking -him- at her house while bf (who doesn't know that slutstacie and -him- also fuck on the side) was away. she lost track of time and -he- had to hurriedly slip out the back door as bf came in the front.
- i asked slutstacie if bf wasn't ever suspicious that when he came home the sheets were all messed up, she had that just fucked glow and didn't he notice that she was freshly fucked? her reponse: he (bf) doesn't walk in and stick his fingers in my cunt for a cum check, ya know?
- sometimes slutstacie will meet -him- at a local bar they like for drinks. why that particular bar? because (and this is from her) there's a place they can sit, at the bar, where she can squat down and suck -his- cock. she loves the chance of getting caught (see poolhall episode above) and loves being discovered as, thought of and found out being a slut.
- five years ago, slutstacie had only slept with six men and two women. since then, she's fucked about 200 guys and about 20 women.
- what do you consider a gangbang? one woman and how many guys? my first thought would be three guys, maybe five. slutstacie's definition of a gangbang? her and more than ten guys.
- slutstacie has had more than twenty gangbangs in less than two years.
- slutstacie has fucked between 3 & 10 guys at a time (either all on her, or one after another or a couple at a time, all within a two hour period) perhaps 40 times in two years.
- slutstacie has been at a party her girlfriend held - with four other girls. six slut girls, all hungry for pussy. yum.
- in the bathroom of a sports arena, in the handicap stall in the men's room, slutstacie squatted down, sucked her bf's cock, bent over and told him to fuck her, then turned around and swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean. and held her head high as they walked out.
- at a boatshow, slutstacie pulled bf off to the side, sucked him, then bent over for him to fuck her.
- once, slutstacie, bf and -him- were out, drinking, playing darts and shooting pool in a pool hall. they were asked to leave when another patron complained to the management. the complaint? slutstacie was on her hands and knees, skirt up over her ass, as bf and -him- fucked her face and her cunt.
- once slutstacie was fucking -him- at her house while bf (who doesn't know that slutstacie and -him- also fuck on the side) was away. she lost track of time and -he- had to hurriedly slip out the back door as bf came in the front.
- i asked slutstacie if bf wasn't ever suspicious that when he came home the sheets were all messed up, she had that just fucked glow and didn't he notice that she was freshly fucked? her reponse: he (bf) doesn't walk in and stick his fingers in my cunt for a cum check, ya know?
- sometimes slutstacie will meet -him- at a local bar they like for drinks. why that particular bar? because (and this is from her) there's a place they can sit, at the bar, where she can squat down and suck -his- cock. she loves the chance of getting caught (see poolhall episode above) and loves being discovered as, thought of and found out being a slut.
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