This dress I bought today makes me feel so slinky. It’s one of those little black dresses that I can wear perfectly with a set of pearls. I bought it for a hot New Year’s Eve party. I’m going to wear it with my black lace up pumps and absolutely nothing underneath.

The girls and I have big plans New Year’s Eve. We’re going to dance at the strip club for fun and maybe find some regulars there to dance with. After sliding against that poll all week I can’t wait to get busy with the guys as it makes me incredibly horny.

What would really be nice is to slide down the poll to someone who is just there for fun and letting him touch me while I’m working. I know that is against the rules, but I’d let him slip his fingers up my dress and slide them between my pussy lips starting at my clit until he found my hole then let him slip his fingers inside. I bet the guys would love that show. I’d rock on his fingers for a bit and get really, really wet then swing my leg around the poll and rock up and down until I came. What if I did it on that night? Then he could take me home and fuck me all night long.

I think you could do that with me over the phone. You could make me all wet while I stick my fingers inside and dance while we talk. You could feel me through the phone and hear me orgasm like I would on the stage. I can’t wait. Call me.

You look around the living room and see me sitting by the fireplace. Now come here and kneel down in front of me and see what I have for you. For this holiday I’ve wrapped up my perfect feet in a pretty little bow for you to unwrap and enjoy. Go ahead, take off the bow and marvel at my beautiful feet. Your hands can caress the soft skin. Run your fingers over my perfectly painted toes. Run your hands from my calves to my heels. You have permission to do this tonight because it’s a night to celebrate.

Go ahead, do it. What other things can you do with my feet? I bathed them last night in soft lavender crystals so they’re perfect to the touch. I bet the smell pretty, don’t they? Don’t mind me when I press one to your face as you smell it’s perfect scent.

I went to buy shoes the other day and the shoe salesman couldn’t stop telling me about how gorgeous my feet were. He went on and on about their delicate feel and how perfect the arch was. He couldn’t stop talking about the way my toes curved perfectly and about how he wanted to try all of the shoes on my feet. In fact, every time he came back with a new box he made sure to place my foot on his zipper where I could feel the hardness of his cock behind the pants. Sneaky little man.

I ended up with ten pairs of new shoes from flirty low heels to sultry 6-inch pumps. I think I ended up with more stiletto heels than anything. I even came out with a nice pair of shiny black leather boots with heels. The funny thing is, I didn’t have to pay for a thing.

Mmm as I sit here waiting for your call I’m thinking about all the wonderful pleasures you can do to me. Sometimes I feel like being a bit submissive so you can have some fun with me. I know you want to be called Mister or Master and that’s what I want to do.

It’s my calling.

I’m thinking about how you can bend me over the edge of the bed and slowly spread my legs apart with your hands. I can imagine the feel of your fingers sliding in and out of my drenched pussy. You rub my clit with just a little bit of pressure and then when you hear my breath shallow you stop. I want to cry out and scream because I want to cum, but I know this will only bring a bit of denial and I can’t wait much longer.

As a hint, I prop my ass up a little higher and you noticed the gesture. Instead of giving me what I need you slap my ass with the palm of your hand. I let out a little yelp as the tears line my eyes. I only wanted your attention. Instead, you leave me there spread eagle over the side of the bed while you leave the room.

I want to scream out at you, but I don’t. I wait for your return. I wait in hunger for your taste and smell. I think about that huge cock sliding up inside of me and your hands pulling on my hair from behind. I try to rub my clit on the rough fabric of the bed and at the verge of an of an orgasm I hear you laugh from behind me. Your hand smacks my ass again. Will the pain and pleasure ever end?

Last night my friends and I decided to play strip poker. There were three of us girls together all drinking and having fun. It’s been a little chilly outside so we’re just thinking all the clothes we have on will make it harder to lose, right? So we call our friend Rico to come over and have some fun. He brings just a t-shirt and jeans.

I guess the joke was on me. No matter how many pieces of clothes I had on I lost every hand. It wasn’t long before I was sitting there stark naked in front of my friends. They all had their clothes on except for one other girl. It was cold, too so our nipples were all hard and shit.

Then we started to play truth or dare. It’s amazing what a bottle of whiskey can make you do when you’re having fun. I didn’t want anyone to know about my past so I kept on picking dare. At first the game was simple. They made me dance naked and shit, but then the real dare came. They dared me to kiss the other naked girl and I did. No skin off my back, right?

The next dare was to suck on her titty so I did. It got so hot in there at that moment and they didn’t stop us when we started playing with each other. I got down on the floor and she started licking my pussy and girl I tell you, she can lick it all up. I know she did this before because that tongue flickered everywhere and made me squirm and cum. It got even better when the other two started sucking on my tits.

I’d love to live that fantasy again.

I can’t believe what happened to me the other day on the bus. As I stood there waiting for a seat the man sitting next to me brushed his hand against my thigh. I looked over at him and he smiled. I know he wanted something and being as horny as ever I gave him my sweet young smile.

I felt his hand slide up my skirt. I thought about saying no, but the thought of cumming right then excited me. Even though it was a little crowded, I stepped closer to him while brushing up against another man standing near me in a suit. I looked up at him and he looked away. Not interested, I guess.

The man’s hand slid up the front of my skirt and began to softly stroke my pussy. My knees wanted to buckle, but I stood firm. His thumb circled my clit and his middle finger slide inside my hole. I grasped harder to the pole trying to keep my balance. When I looked around, no one was taking notice of my pleasure from this stranger.

He continued to stroke and I felt my face flush. I wanted to fuck him right there. My legs opened a little more and I felt my juices drip down to my knee socks. I hoped they had another pair waiting for me.

I again looked up at the man standing next to me and he was now staring at the other man’s hand moving under my skirt. He didn’t smile, but his eyes gleamed and his cock was rock hard under the suit pants. I wrapped my arm around the pole as the stranger got the best of me. My panties and socks were soaked, but I didn’t care. It was pure pleasure. I hope he is on the bus again tomorrow.