I pumped your face all that long night and bathed you in my juices regularly. I am considerate, letting you rest and catch your wind, though . . . → Read More: Chastity is Good For Your Naughty Cock]]>

Chastity Slut Training is a Tough Job But…                          

Cock Locked Up For Safe Keeping

I pumped your face all that long night and bathed you in my juices regularly. I am considerate, letting you rest and catch your wind, though remaining perched upon your face. Once you did recover however, I would prompt you to start your oral ministrations again with a firm handful of your hair in my hand and a quick jerk towards my beautiful center.

 Remember Slut, That you Will Not Cum This Night

I look down at you laboring for my pleasure and smile.  Keep licking, my chastity slut-to-be, unless you’d like some femdom mistress encouragement! Sometimes I would need to encourage you, giving your balls a gentle but painful slap, due to your never ending arousal and reminding you of the task at hand (me) and that cock control is what you needed. .You’re simply working on the chance to possibly do so, tomorrow. Provided of-course, that you please me, that is!

“You’re Mine Now, Aren’t You?”

I take your balls in my hand and squeeze, hard enough to make you grimace. Look at MY cock, yes slut, it’s mine now. It’s rock hard, and aching for attention. What would you do, to simply have me touch your cock?  Once more my cute little mmm…-licking cum slut. I might release you early!  Before you can answer,I’m mounting your face again.Your tired overworked tongue services me as I use you,grinding myself  hard all over your face, pulling on your hair when I cum, bathing you in my juice. My lust temporarily sated, I lay down beside you and watch your cock pulse against the chastity restraint, even harder than before. You’re totally mine now, aren’t you? Sleep Well!   

  My poor little chastity slut!

Should we let him out to stroke?

It’s YOU who decides!

Is There Light At The End of the Tunnel For Our Chastity Slut?

Instead, your job is to service me all night. Tomorrow I might unlock  you to cum, if and only if, you do well tonight.  I leave you for awhile to stew over your predicament. Locked up in chastity and . . . → Read More: Penile Bondage My Chastity Slut]]>

Penile Lock Down

“Tonight, my chastity slut in training, you won’t be able to cum.”

Instead, your job is to service me all night. Tomorrow I might unlock  you to cum, if and only if, you do well tonight.  I leave you for awhile to stew over your predicament. Locked up in chastity and locked down in the bed, helplessly erect and aroused, with only my taste on your lips to keep you company.

Penile Bondage is an amazing experience.

When done for short times, it can emphasize the erotic  physical experience, can provide a sense of freedom of all responsibilities for the individual locked.  Virtually and in fantasy, it provides experiences far beyond reality or human capacity. In reality though, there are differences. The physical will intrude, your cock might itch, you feel cranky and sulky and…denied.  True blue denial can be a powerful aphrodisiac but it can also be irritating. Instant gratification is all you’ve known. Until now.

“Tonight, we start playing hardball.”

“If you give me at least 10 orgasms tonight, tomorrow I’ll unlock you long enough to let you have 12 hard strokes. No more, no less. If you cum, great! You get locked back in chastity, either way. Then you’ll lie back down and I sit on your face and you’ll eat me to another 10 orgasms if you want me to even think of letting you stroke the day after tomorrow.”

 Acknowledge Me as your Chastity Milf Mistress

Now.  Are you ready to begin? Please me. You do want to stroke tomorrow, don’t you? More tongue!  You strain to obey, extending your tongue further than you ever thought humanly possible. You can feel me ride your tongue with my hips, tell me how much you love it. I’m going to bathe you in my juices when I cum, aren’t I? Your cock aches, still so painfully hard, and locked down beneath you. No need to rush orgasm, darling.  After all, I’ve got you all night! Your cock pulses weakly within it’s confines and your tongue resumes its work…So much more to tell but…maybe you want to call me for your own private phone sex version…either way…

Do You Want More? Tell Me!

Submit To Me

I see you  watch me, your eyes tracking the sway of my breasts, the jiggle of my buttocks, as I walk past you, as I retrieve an odd looking apparatus from a large plastic bag, see you try . . . → Read More: Chastity Begins]]>

Continued…

I Have The Key...To Your Desire!

“Really…What choice do you have?”  ’

I see you  watch me, your eyes tracking the sway of my breasts, the jiggle of my buttocks, as I walk past you, as I retrieve an odd looking apparatus from a large plastic bag, see you try to  move your legs off the bed. ”Can you guess what this is, my naughty stroker stud? A chastity belt and just for you!”

You tried to move but the cuffs kept you in place. ”I’ll put the belt on and then we’ll have a little talk.” I’m betting that’s when you had the feeling you weren’t getting into my panties tonight! Smiling down at your face, I stroke that hard cock gently and laugh at your nonplussed expression. “Don’t you know that chastity makes Milf Mistress sex, especially phone sex- even hotter?

You never would’ve even considered it unless I had you right where I wanted you!”

“Time to put it on, and introduce you to the pleasures to be had from chastity. It won’t hurt and you’ll get used to it soon enough. I can’t have you stroking without me and you don’t have the cock control needed to refrain when I’m gone so…up you go!” You look wildly at me and realize that I’m not kidding! Maybe the flogger by my side of the bed helped. Whatever the case may be-it was all it took and you grudgingly let me put the belt on, hard cock bobbing in the cool air, while I laughed at your amazement and your slowly shrinking dick. “Reality has finally hit, hasn’t it? 

Part Three and The Final Installment Coming Soon

NO Stroking-Anymore!

l had spent all day working and was tired, but ready to go lingerie shopping with my friend Donnie.  My current play partner had offered to make dinner because after tasting my cooking once, he decided (wisely) that he . . . → Read More: Dessert Isn’t Just For Meals]]>

Add Some Boom To Your Spank Session

l had spent all day working and was tired, but ready to go lingerie shopping with my friend Donnie.  My current play partner had offered to make dinner because after tasting my cooking once, he decided (wisely) that he preferred to enjoy his food rather than just try to keep it down. He wanted to hit some of the big sales going on and knew a quick dinner would be the best way to do so.  How was I to know he would make  meatloaf with green peppers?  Eeww!!  Which had brought us to the situation at hand.

 Getting His Just Desserts

“NO!  In case you didn’t hear me I said… NO!” he yelled from across the room. I was quietly collecting  my paddle and marveling that he was insolent enough to refuse the discipline he so clearly needed. “Oh, I didn’t misunderstand you, Donnie,” I replied in a silken purr .  It was  my calm voice with firm control with a “You’ve had it now” warning to it that had him halting his tirade abruptly. Comprehension dawned on his face as I kicked his feet out from under him and he stumbled towards the table. Don’t play with Milf Mistresses unless you’re able to take it.

You Are My Cumslut

I bent him over the tastefully decorated kitchen table, pulled his shorts down, barred his cute round ass. When he felt my paddle connect with his right ass cheek smartly and another one followed it on the left cheek, he finally took in enough air to let out a whined apology followed by more impassioned begging as his ass glowed under my ministrations. Quick as that, matter resolved.  We never made it to the sales. We went to the bedroom instead, where I showed my creativeness in cock tease, edged him several times, put his oral skills to good use and…locked him in chastity without being able to cum.  That should teach him better manners and that I hate meatloaf.

Milfs Do It Best

I’m willing to bet that almost everyone knows what erotic spanking is. Many people have felt some type of spanking in their lives, most likely as kids when they did something wrong. It puzzles a lot of people who . . . → Read More: Bending You Over My Knee]]>

One Hand-Well Spanked Man

 Spanking IS Erotic

I’m willing to bet that almost everyone knows what erotic spanking is. Many people have felt some type of spanking in their lives, most likely as kids when they did something wrong. It puzzles a lot of people who aren’t into the kink life as to why we can enjoy getting spanked and find it erotically stimulating, as they view spanking as a disciplinary measure. They just don’t know what they’re missing, do they?

This is also one type of erotic play that can be done by anyone without any extras. All you need is your own hand and someone to spank. I’m all about spontaneity. Having to plan out a scenario is nice but in the spur of the moment, when you need some fun quickly also does it for me. Hey, I’m an instant gratification Milf and I’m honest, corporal punishment is a turn on!

Positions Please

Erotic spanking can be done in many different positions and normally revolves around striking the butt, although it can include the upper thighs..

Over the Knee- pretty self explanatory, right? An oldie but a goody. It’s also known as the classic spanking position. Have the spankee lay himself across the spanker’s lap.

Kiss Your Ass Buh Bye- Bend them over and have them grab their legs, ankles or calves as they kiss their ass goodbye is another popular one with me, but they’ll get muscle fatigue quickly if left in that position too long.

Okay my fellow spankophilia lovers! Tell me what position you like best!

Adding this element to our erotic phone sex session will thrill you and you’ll thank me when I paddle that ass!

Tuesday, I’ll post my free spank session audio here, along with the next spank installment-you don’t want to miss it!

You’ve been a very naughty boy, haven’t you? Stroking your cock without me. That’s not very nice, is it? You know I want to be around when you jerk off, it’s the voyeur in me-I love to watch! I’m going to . . . → Read More: ASSume The Position]]>

You've Been a Naughty Stroker Boy!

   You’ve Been a Bad Boy…

You’ve been a very naughty boy, haven’t you? Stroking your cock without me. That’s not very nice, is it? You know I want to be around when you jerk off, it’s the voyeur in me-I love to watch! I’m going to have to paddle you for this. Too bad too, you were doing so well!

While you were practicing your…backstroke, as it were, I was shopping. You see, I knew an addicted stroker like you couldn’t bear to not spank your monkey every chance you get,and I figured this wooden backed hairbrush would come in handy.  Come here to me, I’m going to bend you over the bed and spank you good and hard for this infraction.

Bend Over My Bed

No use begging, oh, I love hearing you do it, no doubt, but this time you’ve gone too far. I’m not stopping until I see bright red buttocks staring back at me.  Are you ready? Here comes the first whack. Such a sweet little yelp, let’s try it again. I rather think you might be enjoying this…look at your cock starting to swell. Do you like it naughty boy?  Confess to me, all of the naughty secrets!

I Love a Good Spanking

Such a great sound, the sharp smack of wood against bare flesh and the following yip, it pleases me. All bent over my bed, those cheeks red, your cock gets harder with each whack! Your cock wants to explode, doesn’t it? You are in dire need of cock control, darling. I might even let you cum. Perhaps, if you showed off your body worship skills I might let you. If you beg hard enough, but no stroking your hot throbbing cock, mmm…until you do! Next time, it’ll be my bare hand connecting with your ass. Are we clear?

I really enjoy erotic spanking! Remember, I only do calls on subjects I have real life experience in, so if an erotic spanking session is what pops your cork, give me a call!

Let Me Pop Your Cork With An Erotic Spanking Session!

Hello MILF Lovers! Do you ever fantisize about that mature and sexy lady next door? Ever wish that she would call on you to help her around the house? Well I have a story that should set your cock to throbbin’ and your fingers pounding out the numbers to my phonesex line. Presenting, in . . . → Read More: The College Kid Gets Schooled By His MILF Neighbor]]>

Hello MILF Lovers! Do you ever fantisize about that mature and sexy lady next door? Ever wish that she would call on you to help her around the house? Well I have a story that should set your cock to throbbin’ and your fingers pounding out the numbers to my phonesex line. Presenting, in 2 parts …

The College Kid Gets Schooled By His MILF Neighbor – Part 1

I was home for my spring break during my junior year in college. It wasn’t my choice, but if I wanted to take a trip to Europe that summer, my parents had warned me I couldn’t spend the money on my ritualistic trip to Florida with my friends. So now, here I was, stuck at home with nothing to do but reading, one hundred channels of cable television, and a few parties given by friends in the same predicament as myself.

Well, that was true until about a week into my break. I woke up early one morning and was looking out the window when I saw my next door neighbor, Mrs. Brock, walking around nude on her patio next to her pool. I didn’t plan on it, but I had a good jerk that morning before I took my shower. She had this bright, red hair that kind of glinted in the early morning sun. Her tits and ass weren’t too bad, either. Nice and firm. What really gave me a boner, though, was when she was partway down the steps into her pool on the end closest to me and bent over to splash a little water onto her arms. I got a full-on look at her bush. It was all hairy and at that hour, the sun just hit it from the right angle and I could swear that I saw little drops of dew dripping off of it.

Watching  For The Sexy Next Door Neighbor

Anyway, after that first morning, I became quite familiar with her schedule and was pretty much up at the crack of dawn every day looking for her. Her routine never varied. Up a little after sunrise, out for a naked swim in the pool, followed by a little nude sunbathing before the sun was hot enough to scorch her tender, milky skin. All followed closely by me from my window, cock in my hand. I never, ever thought that I would have the opportunity to act out any of my fantasies until the last week of my break. My mom came by my room and shook me awake to tell me that Mrs. Brock needed someone to skim her pool for her. I sort of mumbled a reply because I was only half-awake. Then, as it dawned to me that this would be my opportunity to see her up close, I sat bolt-upright in bed. I never got dressed as fast as I did that morning.

Up Close & Personal

When I got over to the house next door, I nervously rang the bell. I didn’t know what to expect. When the door opened, I could feel my jaw drop. There, in the doorway, was the object of my jerk-off fantasies. She was wearing a pair of low-slung jeans and a halter top which barely covered her milky breasts. I could see her big nipples and dollar-sized aureolas pressing against the fabric and her nipples were hard. I’m glad she asked me in and began a conversation or else I might have thrown up a tent right there. I could feel my dick start to swell the minute she opened the door and I got a look at her up close.

She started some small-talk, asking me how school was and what kinds of courses I was taking. As she walked ahead of me through the sliding glass doors and out onto the patio around the pool, my eyes fell to her ass, firm in her tight jeans. I’m not sure what kind of workout she did besides her daily swim, but whatever it was, it was working. There couldn’t have been an ounce of fat on her anywhere. She even had a slight six-pack set of abs. You could have bounced a quarter off of her stomach.

Old Eye-Candy is Extra Sweet

Anyway, she showed me where the skimmer was in the shed near the pool and I began to work my way around the pool, reaching way out and having to bend over occasionally to reach the leaves out near the center. As I was doing this, she slipped out of her jeans and laid out in a chaise lounge on the patio, out of the direct sunlight, and laid back with her eyes closed. Her legs were just as I’d imagined them from my distant vantage point in my room next door. Long, slim, with firm and sexy thighs. She was wearing a very small bikini bottom and I couldn’t see one hair peeking out from under the fabric. I found out later that she waxed her pubes. I was certainly glad that her pool man had picked this day to get sick.

To Be Continued