Being Told

"Tell me what you see"

I beg of you. Describe to me what you are looking at. Let your words be my mirror. Showing me all those dirty things you are doing to me. What does your cock look like sliding in and out of my pink pussy? How slick are your fingers with my wetness? I have to know. I want to hear it.

"Talk to me"

I pant. Call me your baby girl as I sit on your lap and wiggle teasingly. Call me your dirty whore as you spank my ass for being just that. Tell me what you are going to do to me and how you are going to do it so that I squirm in anticipation. Whether you are whispering it in my ear, or growling out your desires. I need you to talk to me.

"Tell me what I taste like"

I plead. As you lap me up and bury your face further into my honey pot. As you dip one, then two, then three fingers inside of me and then into my mouth. I can't wait to find out until I lick you clean after our fucking. I want to know.

"Tell me how it feels"

I say to you. What does it feel like to have your cock buried in my ass while my vibrator buzzes inside my cunt? Can you feel the vibrations through the thin wall that seperates the two? Does it make you want to cum?

Talk to me. Tell me.

I love being told.

Be A Porn Star

I can't think of the last time I have seen a man cum.

Oh I have seen their faces clench and their bodies stiffen. I have heard them hold their breath and then exhale with that groan of undeniable release. I have had the evidence of their lust in my cunt, my ass, and down my gullet.

But I can't remember that last time I have seen that creamy goodness pulsing out of their stiff cocks. And onto their fingers or my stomach. Their balls or my tits.

I have no one to blame but myself. I am too much of a greedy cum slut. I always want it for myself.

I draw the cum from them like it is life sustaining. I suck and I slurp and look at them with eyes that say "please". I eagerly await that moment when they buck and cry out and then release their seed onto my tongue and my lips and into my mouth. I greedily gulp it down.

Or when they are buried balls deep into my core. My pussy clenching in orgasm and milking them of my reward for being such a great fuck. A cock in my ass is especially delicious. Seeing the concentration to hold back when I know it feels so good. I can look over my shoulder and say "Cum in my ass lover" and so easily they do exactly that.

I love being filled with their cum. Sticky and drippy. Reminding me that I am filled to the brim and overflowing with their man cream. I've received exactly what I was craving.

But you know me. I like to watch. I'm suddenly filled with the desire to see the spurting and the bucking. Maybe next time I will let them be porn stars. I'll let them give me the ultimate cum shot. Maybe I will watch as it arcs out and lands on me. Rather than in me.

Maybe.

Lexus Man

His car caught my eye first. It's black. And sleek. The way it seemed to crawl into the parking lot, to slink almost, had me pausing to see who would get out. The man who did was worth my time. My mornings will never be the same.

Almost every day I come to this place and almost every day he is there too. That very first day all I have to do is smile. When we pass each other I look him in the eyes and smile. That's all it takes. I notice he gets there earlier now. I see him looking for me when he doesn't know I am watching him. I feel his eyes on my ass when I am walking ahead of him.

And I wonder.

I wonder if he'd mind at all if I turned around one day and asked him if he'd like to go fuck.

Snapshots

He was very specific in what he wanted to see.

Unzip your jeans and pull them to one side so I can see your panties.

Show me your pubic hair.

Let me see your tattoo so that I can imagine cumming all over it.

I liked that his demands were just that. I like that he knew what he wanted.

Let me see your belly button.

Show me your pussy slick with your own cum.

Show me your toes.

As I took these pictures for him my mind was flooded with thoughts of him. His plan, I know. Unable to send a picture I already possess I am forced to fulfill his specific wishes. I do. Because it turns me on thinking about what he will do with them. Turns me on to know that he will feel the power in his dominance and my submittal. Turns me on knowing that he is controlling me. Even if it's just in telling me what he wants a picture of.

With me it pays to be specific.

Trucker's Tease

"I want you wet when you get here", he said.

The drive to him winds me through an industrial section of town. Railroads, ports, highways. I weave in and out of the big rigs and thrill in letting the truckers look down and have a peek at what he will be getting all of. Skirt hiked high on my thighs. One hand on the wheel. One hand between my legs. Petting myself through the see-thru fabric of my panties. When I can't take it anymore I reach up under my skirt and tug my panties down to mid thigh. And spread my legs a little wider. Look boys. Yes, you are seeing what you think you are seeing. Keep up with me and you will see more.

The windows are down and the music is loud. Attention whore that I am. Look at me. Watch. The red lights let the working men inch forward in their big rigs for a better view. It also enables me to put on a little show. Show off that I am. I feel the heat between my legs. I pull my fingers to my lips and draw them into my mouth. The light changes to green and my slick fingers drop back down.

I drive and play. In and out of lanes I weave. In and out of my cunt my fingers dip. Thinking of how much he'd love to watch me flirt with the big rig boys. How he'll get off knowing they want me, yet he has me. Imagining that I could pull over and any one of them would let me climb on in and fuck me hard. I enjoy the game too much. The thrill. Wondering if they are on the radio telling their good buddies all about it.

I drive and play and tease. And I am wet when I get to him.

Just like he asked.

Touche

"Is this cock mine?"

With my tongue licking off the drop of cum on the tip-I ask him.

With my eyes on his-I ask him.

With my lips sliding up his shaft-I ask him.

He watches me. Following my movements silently.

"Does this cock belong to me?"

I ask-before sliding him into my mouth and down my throat.

I ask-after I draw back up slowly.

I ask-as I roll his balls in my palm.

He remains silent. Watching me work him.

"Do I own your cock?"

It is only when I smile devilishly at him, and gently place my teeth on each side of his shaft, and look him in the eye, challenging his silence, that he answers me...."My wife owns my cock". Brave bastard. But he knows me too well. Without missing a beat he asks, "Who is my whore?"

"I am", I admit. And continue to greedily suck his cock.

Beck & Call Girl

Maybe I should start charging.

I am your whore afterall.

I don't want to be the giggly little girlfriend you take home to Mom. I don't want to be the naggy little wife that wears your last name. I don't want your pretty little flowers or your claims of love. Please not that. I don't need to wined and I don't need to be dined. I won't complain that you work too much. I won't ask for your paycheck. I won't bitch that you've left your clothes on the floor. My job is to make sure they end up there.

You can call me and I will come to you. Tell me when and tell me where. I'll take your afternoon. Long, lazy sessions in big beds. Nothing but time and willingness on our side. We'll do it up and we'll do it down. I'll take your quickie too. Skirt hiked up in a bathroom stall. Dirty knees from the alley blowjob. You can huff and you can puff and I will blow your mind.

Tell me what you want me wearing when I come to you. Do you prefer skanky black? All hard and edgy. Makeup thick, heels high. Or maybe this time around you want me pretty in pink. Ruffles and satin. Ever the sweet little innocent for you to corrupt and defile. Am I your slutty bitch or your baby girl today.

Tell me what you want me to do for you. Tell me how you want me to do it. I'll lay back bare and willing for you. I'll climb on top and grind on you while you watch. I'll suck your cock until you beg me to stop. I'll let you whisper your filth in my ear as your thick cock fills my wet and wanting cunt. I'll let you try all of those naughty things I know you want to do.

I'll keep your secrets. I'll sooth your guilt. I'll take care of all your needs. I'm here to please you and make you cum hard. I'm your whore afterall.

Your very own beck and call girl.