Cougar Contemplation

Cougar

Cougar

Every neighborhood has a cougar, that sultry divorcée whom all the other women seem to hate.

When you walk in the kitchen, the gathering of moms goes silent. However, you hear them mention her name when you walk out and head down the hall. The neighborhood men are always giving the cougar sidelong glances, making sure their wives don’t catch them doing it. And she ignores them all, gardening in her short shorts and halter top or laying out sunbathing. To top it all off, there seems to be an endless parade of workmen in and out of her house.

And then you encounter the cougar at the grocery store. She recognizes you and asks if you’d be interested in mowing her lawn. She needs you for the next six weeks, since her gardener fell from a tree and broke his arm. You rapidly agree to show up the next day and walk away quickly. You’re desperately hoping that the cougar didn’t notice the bulge that started in your pants as soon as she spoke.

You become the envy of your friends – “you lucky dog,” they all say.

Nevertheless, your hands are sweating as you ring her doorbell the next morning. Your nervousness is partly the cougar, and also worrying if dad notices you’ve taken the mower without asking him first. Forgiveness is often easier to get than permission, in your family.

She opens the door and smiles at you, peeking from behind the door. “Sorry, sweetie,” she says, “I’m not dressed yet. Go ahead and get started in front, and knock on the door again before you start the back, or if you need anything. OK?” You nod and give a weak grin, turning away in the direction that puts your back to her soonest. Dang trouser snake insists on misbehaving whenever the cougar is near.

Doesn’t this sound like the start of a fun scenario? What happens when you again knock on the door? Are you brave enough to ask for your pay in sexual favors? Call me now and let’s complete the story.

Linda
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Imagine For A Second

Imagine Being Helpless

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Helpless Cuckold

Imagine for a second, if you will, being tied to my bed. Legs and arms spread eagle with soft rope. I have left you there overnight with nothing to cover your body besides the ropes which I have tied to carefully around your wrists and ankles and across your torso, your stomach and over your upper thighs. Such a beautiful decoration in my eyes and it left you so wonderfully helpless and vulnerable. Oh and let’s not forget the blindfold that is over your eyes.

Taking away your vision.

I didn’t go far away, only into the other room, where I was spending the night with my lover. Close enough for me to hear you if you ran into distress since it was your first time being held in this wonderful bondage while I was having the best sex of my life at the hands of my lover.

Just importantly, close enough for you to hear every creak of the bed, every single moan and sigh from my lips, every groan of satisfaction from his.

We had talked about this scene for a while.

I know you had always been a little nervous about it. This being so helpless while a real alpha male is around. This not being able to help yourself, and yes deep down in you’re own deep-rooted fear me since he is a fairly new lover of mine still. I do so adore your care and worry for me, but you had nothing to worry about.

I screen my lovers as well as you know.

What I also know is how very much you are aching to know how this entire scene plays out.  You’re almost there.  Click here to read the rest of the story.

The Sassy One-

Hannah

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Naughty Neighbors in the City Masturbate Together

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Erotic Encounters in the City for Naughty Neighbors

Recently, I have talked to some hot new guys from Chicago, and I have had flashbacks of erotic encounters. In a large city, one never knows what sexual adventure is around the corner. I remember one night in the city. I was looking out my apartment window. The lights were bright in the apartment across the street, so I could see everything. There was a lady on her knees in front of her man, and she was sucking his cock.

I felt guilty for watching, but I watched until he fucked her and they both came. He fucked her on the floor. She was on top of him, and she rode him hard! In the city, you are in very close proximity to your neighbors, but you probably don’t know too many of them. Also, when you live in high rise people can see right into your apartment. That can make things very interesting when you have naughty neighbors.

Two Strangers Masturbating for each other is Exhibitionism and Voyeurism at its best 

You live across the street from me. Rush Street attracts hot sexy people, and you have an excellent view into my apartment. My apartment is tiny even though the rent is expensive in the city. I notice you in your apartment from time to time. Is it odd that we have never bumped into each other on the street? Maybe not, the city is so big and anonymous. Regardless, you enjoy the glimpses of me changing.

One Saturday morning, I stand in my robe before my morning shower. I watch you masturbating in your apartment. I love the view. Wonder if I can get your attention if I open my robe.  There you go, you watch me as I touch my big firm tits. I let the robe fall off my shoulders. You walk to the window and keep stroking your hard cock. I open my legs and trace my fingers along my wet pussy lips. Then, I slowly finger myself.  We get so turned on watching each other until we both have hot orgasms at the same time.

Now I don’t live in the city anymore. I do not have any neighbors across the street, but you and I can enjoy each other during a hot mutual masturbation session. Arrange your next hot erotic encounter with me today.

Victoria

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Cross-dressing: Femme Fashion plate 

 Cross-dressing fundamentals require a firm foundation and time-tested techniques.

You stand there, slightly damp from your shower, freshly and completely shaved, trembling with excitement. I pass you the container of baby powder and watch you apply it all over yourself. Where you cannot easily reach, I lend a hand to rub it in. You reach for your new lacy garter belt, hot pink trimmed in black lace, and put it on. Next, you gather your sheer black stocking in your hands, then sit and draw it up your leg. Fumbling just a bit, you manage to attach the garter. An encore performance for the other leg, and then you stand to do the backside garters on each leg.

Crossdresser

Crossdresser

You now pick up the matching panties, and I hand you a panty-shield to help with drips. Your clit is so stimulated you can hardly tuck yourself into the panties. Finally, you grab the hot pink and black lace matching bra and fasten it around your waist, hooks forward. Spinning it around so the hooks are in back, you pull it up and insert your arms in the straps. As you pick up some rolled socks to stuff in your bra, I slap them from your hand. “Use these until you buy actual breast forms,” I say, grinning, as I hand you some under-filled water balloons. Stuffing them in your pretty bra, you preen in front of the full-length mirror.

The changes, while individually small, have consequently made a major impact on what you see and how you feel.

You don your fashionable outerwear, a slim skirt and draped blouse. Adding your latest splurge purchase, a beautiful wig, you clip on silver earrings and slide on silver bangles. Handshaking slightly, you put on the four-inch patent leather heels and head back to the mirror. The outfit is perfection, and you then head back to your dressing table to complete your transformation.

Brushing on mineral foundation and some pinkish blush, you see how color can enhance, hide and even shape your face. You do your eyebrows, and next apply eyeshadow to your eyelids. Despite trembling hands, you do a passable job with the eyeliner and take your time stroking on mascara. It’s breath-taking how your feminine side has emerged into the spotlight.

I’d love to help you get dressed and even venture out into the big bad world in your new feminine persona. Call me now and let’s start a sexy consultation.

Linda
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She Stalked Me

She Stalked Me Or Did She?

Normally when you hear these stories you think about a man stalking a woman.  Not the case here. Actually what happened was a boy told his Mistress that he had a crush on a much younger girl.

Uh oh!

Stalker

Stalked

You know what that means, right?  Tell Mistress something of this magnitude and you’re fucked!  The question here is… How much younger?  Of legal age?  I’ll leave you hanging.  (giggles)

So, how does one feel stalked by his Mistress?  I’ll tell you.  First of all, he made the mistake of saying he wanted to feel totally ruined for having this crush.  Second of all, he gave me information about the said crush.  And third of all I went on a search and found her.

Oh I know what you must be thinking, I took things a little too far.  But for fuck sake.  How could one just leave that type of information on the table once it was out there like that?  I mean seriously.  Not me.  I had had to know.

Are you ready for the dirty details?  Turns out she’s cute, like really cute, has a good job, able to look out for herself.  so far as I can see she has no need for anything.  Pretty much she can take care of herself.  Interesting enough she has a large following of OLDER men.  So I wonder if that means she is teasing you on purpose.  Remember that one time when we talked about young girls knowing the power they held over older men?

Oh yeah!

Let me just clear that up for you.  Of course, she is!  As a matter of fact… each time you accidentally bump into her in public I’d be willing to bet that she has gotten used to your routine by now and IS actually getting herself all dolled up to look and smell fantastic.  I’d also be willing to bet that looks forward to you falling all over yourself and the nasty glare you get from your other half.  So yeah fuckstick.  You are being stalked.  And it’s not by me.  It’s by that young hot thing you actually thought you had been stalking all along.  And If I where you, well I’d be careful!  She looks like she could be quite the handful.  Oh, by the way, where did you say you met her at?  LMFAO Food for thought.

The Sassy One-

Hannah

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Seductive Shop Girl Fucks You In Dressing Room

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You have an interview for your dream job, and you look online for interviewing tips. You read an article about how it only takes seven seconds to make a first impression. The suit in closet needs to be updated. You need a new suit. A suit that is perfectly tailored to fit your body, stylish and powerful. Traditional and modern, but not ostentatious. As much as you hate it, you head to the mall instead of watching college football. Once you find the suits in the men’s department, a saleslady with a seductive smile offers to assist you.

Seductive Curves make you weak in the knees

The sales lady has long sexy legs, beautiful red nails, a low-cut tight white blouse, and a navy pencil skirt. Her perfume is erotic, and so are her long red nails. As she makes recommendations for suits, she points out the details of the various fabrics. To add to the confusion, as she leans in towards you, you can see a gorgeous, sexy bra under her blouse. Not to mention her fantastic cleavage. You feel that you could be so easily seduced by Victoria.

With her help, you have selected three suits to try on, but before you enter the dressing room, she pulls out a tape measure. Says she wants to measure your inseam. You sure it will be professional, but you are uneasy. She drops to her knees and asks you to remove your pants. You comply. How can you resist that seductive cleavage? She starts to measure up your leg slowly. Between her nails grazing your skin, seeing that bra again, and her pretty smile, you become aroused. She notices immediately and promises to take good care of you.

How is it possible not be seduced by Victoria? She pulls down your boxers and teases the tip of your hard, wet cock with her seductive red nails. You fight back a moan, but you are so eager for more, pre-cum drips out of the tip. Our seductive sales lady sucks your cock and fucks you in the dressing room. Craving more salacious and intimate details? You know what to do!

Just a taste of the seductive and erotic roleplays I enjoy with you. Give me a call and let’s play again.

The Always Seductive,
Victoria

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Techniques for Fantastic Phone Sex

Techniques

Techniques

When you love your job, it doesn’t feel like you’re working.

One life technique I regularly employ is being grateful. I just want to say to everyone, the welcome extended to me here at The Bar has been amazing, and I sincerely thank you. Friendly regulars, supportive co-workers, and a fun culture have made me eager to come to work each day. I really like the fun, the flirting and the terrific calls I’ve had so far – you know who you are!

I’d love to pass along a few things I’ve learned that might be beneficial to any caller, experienced or neophyte. No big revelations, but little things that can make an impactful improvement. Some of these techniques you may already know and use, but hopefully you’ll pick up something new. This is just my small way of showing my appreciation to each of you.

Keep in mind, your phone sex operator is a professional. It’s very difficult to shock, offend or even surprise a PSO. You can talk to us about anything. You’re not talking to your wife, your mom, or any other “regular” woman in your life. That being said, she is a woman, and may have a relevatory insight or two about how other women think. She is also a professional in the business of kink, and may have some wonderful suggestions that maximize your pleasure.

You know what you like, but PSOs don’t read minds – use these techniques to help her give you a memorable call.

Technique One: Be Open – This crosses several fronts. First, be honest about your kinks and turn ons. Next, be ready to say exactly what you want to talk about. Be willing to try a new idea if you don’t know exactly what you want. Another area, just as important if you have hard limits, or things you absolutely do not want to talk about, make her aware of these “no go” zones. Never assume, even if you’ve done a call with this particular PSO before, that she will totally remember all the details about you. Also, despite being a “regular” at a site like The Bar, not everyone will know everything about you. We don’t exchange confidences about you, nor do we have a customer index to bring new staff up to speed.

Technique Two: Be Prepared – Make sure your preferred PSO is on duty and available for your call. May of us will schedule an appointment, if that makes it easier for you. Some times, you may have a limited time frame to make your call. Get the necessities out of the way as quickly as you can so that you have the maximum available time for the call itself. If you like toys or props, have them ready to go. Be in the right mental frame of mind to thoroughly enjoy your call. And don’t be afraid to just hang up if needed, your PSO will not take it personally.

Technique Three: Be Participatory – The best calls are the ones where there’s interaction. Your words and even just your inflection can guide your PSO to what you’re enjoying most. If you’re in a situation where you cannot talk fully, even a “yes” or “no” can be helpful to your PSO. You might also consider doing a text session rather than a call, if that fits the situation better. The hardest calls I’ve ever done have been where my client was completely silent.

Techniques are only as good as the use you make of them.

For maximum enjoyment, call me now and employ these techniques. I can’t wait to hear your feedback on how they work for you. Questions and comments welcome.

Linda
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Mistress, I Have A Confession To Make….

Confession

Confession

A Confession You Say?

Oh, do tell! I’m all about confession time. Do be careful with what you share. Especially when you say, Oh gosh I can’t believe how hard I am by admitting this to you! Why? I’ll most certainly use it against you.

Yeah I know it sounds a little harsh, cruel even to take your dark desires and turn them against you. If I’m being honest a good Mistress will always use the darkest parts of you against you.

Exhibit A: “Mistress, I can’t fucking believe I’m about to say this but… I’m cheating on my wife. Not only that but I’m cheating on her with a Tranny, she’s so fucking hot.”

First of all, how could you NOT think I’d use this tidbit against you? Second of all, I probably already knew that you had these tendencies in you. As I am your Mistress and most of the time Mistress gets a feeling about certain things and always tries to lead the horse to water. Hence the reason you’ve just made this confession.

Secondly, I’d like to add remember the part about a mindfuck? You’re Welcome!

Exhibit B: “Mistress, I Need you to blackmail me. I want you to really put me to my paces. Turn my world upside down. I want you to be in full control of my life. I mean when you make me feel like my life is over I never have cum so hard IN MY LIFE.”

Third of all, I really would like you to know I fully understand it’s “feeling” you enjoy more than me ruining your life. Unless of course, you ask me to. I’ll add again this is why it’s called a Mind Fuck. One last time… You’re Welcome!
The Sassy One-
Hannah
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Cumming Together On Our Last Summer Fling

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Cumming

Cumming at the same time is a beautiful thing

The Sunday before Labor Day, I have a backyard bbq and pool party. Wholesome American Fun! You are invited to join my friends and me for volleyball, a swim in the pool, beer, brats, and burgers. This is how we party in the Midwest on a holiday weekend.

The party ends abruptly when it starts to rain. I ask everyone to come inside the house. We have so much food to enjoy, but the party is over. I watch as my guests run to their cars and drive down the lane.

My kitchen is a mess. You hang back and volunteer to help me clean up the party mess. I hand you a garbage bag, and you pick up paper plates and cups. Standing at my kitchen sink, I run soapy water and wash dishes. You come up behind me and rub up against my sexy ass in my tight white jeans. You reach around and massage my breasts as you kiss my neck.

Our passionate kisses make my legs weak and my panties wet

Wow, that turns me on. My mouth finds your mouth. Our kisses grow in intensity. Foreplay in my kitchen!   I pull off your shirt, and you help me slip out of my top. Next, come down the pants. Standing in the kitchen, wearing only my lingerie, I suggest we go to my bedroom. You grab my hand, and we head off in that direction. We make it as far as the front room. My bra and panties come off too. We end up fucking on the floor on an old soft rug. Each of your thrusts into me brings me closer to cumming. I hold back from my climax as long as I can.  A few more extremely intense thrusts, and we are cumming simultaneously on a rainy Sunday Night.

When you are in the need of an intense orgasm, call me!

Victoria

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Teasing: Foreplay, Focus or Finale?

Teasing you is my pleasure and my preoccupation.

Teasing

Teasing

You arrive to pick me up for our dinner date, and your pupils dilate as you see me. I’m wearing a sparkly organdy semi-transparent blouse, therefore my frilly black bra is showing through sexily. You wonder if I’m wearing matching panties, and hope you’ll get to find out later. I’m also wearing a short black skirt, sheer black stockings, black high heels and a black leather jacket. Yes, my friend, the teasing has started in earnest.

As we walk to your car, you hope you’ll get a chance to adjust yourself before I notice. I’m sorry to inform you, that thought came along too late. I smile as I realize I’ve captured your full attention. You’re riveted on me in a way that few other women have achieved. I slide into the car, the leather seats yielding to and hugging me in a firm embrace. I set a train case on the floor between my feet and the console. You just now notice it and wonder what it contains. You think about asking me, but decide to let yourself be surprised.

Teasing addiction means you need more and more, much more often.

When we get to the restaurant, you notice how every man’s gaze swivels to view us – well, me. The maitre d’ snaps to attention and seats us at our reserved table immediately. The roundtable has a floral centerpiece on a heavy full-length tablecloth, with sparkling glassware and shiny silverware. It is it a table for two, small, upscale and elegant, and I am pleased by your thoughtfulness. The waiter brings our drinks and takes our order and menus.

Now that we’re “alone” I slide my shoe off and let my stockinged foot caress your leg just above the ankle. You look up, startled, and realize I’m continuing our teasing session. You almost relax until you feel my foot continuing up your leg, headed for your crotch. I rest my heel on your chair, between your legs, and put my talented toes to good use. You grab your drink and take a gulp. The burn of alcohol down your throat barely registers on your senses. Every bit of your body is attuned to what’s happening in your lap. You feel my toes clutch your manhood and release it, and it throbs with pleasure at the caress.

Oh, here’s the waiter with our dinner. Shall I continue to tease while you try to eat? This is the start of a fun scenario, call me now and we’ll complete it.

Linda
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