Monday, December 21, 2009

Winter Coats II




Okay, a winter coat theme? Yea, it's snowing outside and HQ was kind enough to post some.

Winter Coat



I totally LOVE this Chanel coat. The nylons are not hurting my appreciation, either. Nor are the cute shoes. From Paris this summer.

From HQ Models

Black


I felt like black today. Black Cervin stockings. I feel slightly naughty.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Dressing

It was a simple request. She told me to lay on the bed, naked, lay there and let her dress me. All the time I spend serving her, pampering her, submitting to her, it was I doing this. Tonight, she did it to me, for me.

She dressed me, her life size doll. She carefully pampered me, seductive at the same time. She touched me. Caressed me. Licked me.

She made dressing more, so much more, erotic than undressing.

She made me her woman, as always, her pet.


Source: Nylon Dreams

Cock Fight. The Clitty Wins.


A funny thing happened yesterday. I got into a little email spat with another professional. Started by him being unprofessional in threatening something. I responded in a professional manner, but the tone of my email was a complete throw down back at him. He knew it. I knew it. And he backed down.

I showed the email exchange to Emily. She said, "so, I read this as he pissed all over you so you had to pull out your penis and piss all over him just to show you could."

"Yea, so?"

"Make you feel like more of a man?"

I blushed at that. She laughed.

"I suppose you're right, you had to throw down. I just wonder if this guy knows that he just lost a cock fight to someone who had to pull hers out of a pretty pair of pink satin panties?"

Yea, I laughed too. I suppose it is true. I did get into a machismo war. I won the war. And I did it with my pretty little penis/clitty/cock that was all wrapped in the prettiest pair of tap panties, framed by a white garter belt, holding up the sexiest stockings.

Heh.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Do You Like?

I received an email from Emily that had the title, "Do You Like?" I opened it up and found this. I sent an instant message back, which led to little Gmail chat session with her, that got me a little hot and a little ashamed.

Me (1:22 pm): Yes, she's very pretty.

Emily (1:22 pm): Duh, yea, she's pretty, but that's not what I mean.

Me: What? Blow jobs? I'm confused.

Emily: Giggle. Check your email.



Em: Get it? How about that? Do you like? Attractive and hot, no?

Me: Um, yes, she's pretty, too.

Em: Not the girl, silly! Look at them again, the other, um, thing .

Me: Emily!

Em: Come on, sweetie, just indulge me. Look at them again. I know a smelly, hairy man may not do much for most women (I've told you before women are so much prettier), but look at those cocks! Hot!

Me: Okay.

Em: Oh, you're being difficult. Watch how easy this is. Hey, you know our friend Erica? She's amazingly beautiful. Her body, her skin, are so hot, so wonderful. If I wasn't straight, I'd totally do her.

Me: Love to see that.

Emily: See, a woman can say another woman's hot, beautiful, whatever, no big deal. So, look at them again (NOT THE WOMEN). Do you like?

Me: Maybe.

Emily: Come on, you're not getting excited at all looking at those?

Me: A little.

Emily: Email.

Emily: There, how about that, TOTALLY HOT, isn't it?

Me: Yea...she is.

Emily: NOT THE WOMAN!!!

Me: You're making me blush. Okay, maybe a little.

Emily: You're boy side is such a pain sometimes. Stop. Are they hot or not?

Me: Fine. Yes.

Emily: Do you like?

Me: Fine, again, yes.

Emily: See? Was that so hard? Did time freeze because you admitted a man's (men's) cock(s) were hot?

Me: No.

Emily: Are you being honest, or are you just toying with me? Seriously. I know lots of men are icky, but, those cocks, do you really like? Do they turn you on at all?"

Me: A little.

Emily: You've got a ton of girl in you, sweetie, there's nothing wrong with being a little attracted to certain men. Look at that last picture again. She is very pretty, like you're pretty. Imagine she's you. Still like?

Me: Maybe.

Emily: A man's cock resting on your tongue, about to fully enter your mouth. Do you know how much I love that. Wetting my mouth, tasting cock.

Me: You never seem to want to...

Emily: Cock, silly, cock :)

Me: Hey!

Emily: Laugh. But this isn't about me. It's about you. I know you're part boy. I know you LOVE women. Tell me, when you're a girl, though, tell me, have you ever imagined it? Being that second woman, eyes closed, waiting, so near. That third woman, eyes closed, tasting it? Have you ever fantasized about it?

Me: Maybe

Emily: I knew it...hell, I know it. Of course you do. I know the girl in you must fantasize about it sometimes.

Me: That doesn't mean I'd do it!

Emily: But you fantasize about it. My pretty girl, you fantasize about it. Touching a cock. Tasting a cock. Licking. Sucking. You fantasize about it, don't you?

Me: Yes.

Emily: Email


Emily: I fantasize about it, too. I don't know that I'd EVER want to share you, but I fantasize about it. Helping you. Teaching you. Turned on now, sissy?

Me: Yessssssssssssss

Emily: Good! Cause when you get home tonight, you're going to take that sexual frustration out on me. With your mouth. On my pussy. While I'm telling you how hot it would be to watch you suck a cock.