RAWR Lexi Will Own You

Hmm. I know most of you think I am this sweet, loving girl incapable of being a bitch.

Awww. Maybe you guys are right. I just lay back and dream about unicorns and teddy bears and making sensual sweet love all day. There is no way I picture making most every man I encounter into my bitch.

No way at all. Right? Heh. I laugh because my reasoning wouldn't even be for revenge or justified. I would make you my helpless bitch purely for my own fucking pleasure. Hmm, maybe my mind is much more twisted then you thought.

Today is your turn. I have a special outfit picked out just for you, laid out on my bed so perfectly. My excitement climbs as I envision your surprise when you first see me in what I will now put on my perfectly tight body. Standing up, I slide on an extra tight pair of spandex black boy shorts that barely cover my ass cheeks. Next, I step into thigh high black leather boots with 5 inch heels. I zip them up on the side and gaze at how nicely my outfit is coming together. My top is a super tight black spandex halter top with thick halter straps. The cut is very low. My hair is slightly messy. My eyes are lined with a touch of icey black liner. I throw a coat long enough to cover down to my knees and head out the door. I smirk at myself in the rear view mirror and press hard on the gas. What a bad bad boy you have been.

I park my car a little ways from your house and watch as your wife leaves for work. I get out and walk towards your house, hearing my boots clank against the cement, thinking about what I will do to you.

I knock on your door and wait. I can hear you look outside and hesitate as you see me.
"Hi sweety. I have missed you so much. I would love to hang out," I reassure you with the sweetest most innocent smile. You of course open the door for me. I walk right in. You move towards me to give me a hug and I step away.
"Silly boy. Did you really think you were going to get away with being such a bad boy?" I drop my coat to the ground and turn to face you. "Pick up my coat. Now." You begin to walk towards my coat and pick it up. "Throw it on the couch from here." I order. Then I ask in a devious way, "Do you like my boots?"
"yes," you say nervously.
"Yes, what?" I demand.
"yes Miss Lexi." He says obediently. With that I tell him to kiss my shoes. "Thats a good boy," I say. I make my way to the couch and sit down. He crawls towards me like a good little bitch. I put my boot up in front of him and tell him to lick the bottom and the heel. They may be dirty from walking outside and I can't have my boots dirty. You lick every inch until they are clean. I grab the back of your head by your hair so your staring right into my eyes. "You are my slave. Don't ever forget that again." I release your head and with my foot, shove you onto the floor. Now, I'm standing over you. You look a bit nervous. I lightly rest my nicely clean sole on your chest, only applying slight pressure to enhance my dominance. I step off and grab some rope from my purse, tying your hands together tightly and tying the rope to a sturdy marble table. You watch as I take off the tight black spandex boy shorts I had been wearing. I scrunch them in a ball and stuff them in your mouth, using tape to secure them in. I can see you staring at my smooth, bare pussy. You want it so bad. It has been so long since you have had a taste of my sweet juices. But, you have been a bad boy and you have not earned a taste.
I can see your cock rock hard under your pants. I pull your pants down and off of your body. I can't help but giggle as I assess the situation before me. You tied down, gagged with my little shorts in your mouth, your cock hard but you are helpless; at my mercy. What a Kodak moment. I snap a few photos for my own collection. Very nice. I start riding you hard. Up and down I bounce on your dick. It hits the back of my pussy over and over. I can feel the tip of your cock swell so much inside of me.
"Cum now bitch!" I demand. As I feel you about to cum I get up real quick. I aim your cock up and watch you explode all over. Most of it showers back on you, some gets on the carpet. You are so weak from cumming and surprised by what just happened. This gives me time to cuff your feet together. I finish myself off on your face, squirting on your eyes and nose and hair.
You look at me as I put on my coat. "I think I'm going to leave you like that." I say as I walk towards the door with my coat masking my bare pussy.
With an evil grin looking at you one more time I saw,"Bye Bitch." And I lock the door behind me.  

She Is SOOOOO Hot!

I will give you a hint at who I think is the hottest ever...

• She has two kids with a ghetto white boy
• She went a little nuts
• Shaved her hair off
• Went all Goth/Grunge
• This guy was all like "Leave Britney Alone!" (I just gave it away)
• Then she came back TOTALLY HOT!

Another Imaginative Fantasy

I really enjoy thinking about naughty, kinky fantasies involving my boyfriend. They always make me orgasm. I lay back naked under a blanket and close my eyes. As I begin rubbing my clit slowly, I start imagining my dirty fantasy.

My boyfriend want
s to make some extra money. I agree that I would love to have some extra cash. His plan is to whore me out to men who come into his shop. Either they come in for his service, or they cum in for mine.
His shop would have an extra room in the back behind his office. It would only have a bed in it and a lamp. I would dress in extremely revealing lingerie and wait in the room for customers.
The door opens and my boyfriend would walk in and tell me what the man would want. Then he would leave me to do my job. I would be ready for whoever walked through the door. My legs would already be spread open. This man, my boyfriend informed me, wants to cum deep inside of my pussy.
The customer enters the room and doesnt say a word. He whips out his rock hard cock and shoves it inside of me hard. Wow, his cock is huge. I heard him moan as his cock swelled up even more. He pressed himself into me as deep as possible. I felt an explosion of hot cum fill me. Then, he left.
Not even ten minutes later another man wanted to also cum inside of me. I felt like such a nasty whore. I thought about all the money we were making and how much random guys penetrating me got me off. Especially when my boyfriend was the one putting me in this situation.
This man was different then the last. He bent me over and surprised me. I screamed in pain as he shoved his hard cock into my unlubed tight asshole. He didn't seem to mind that I was in pain. Over and over he thrusted hard into my ass without any break in between. With one final penetration, his hot cum shot deep into my asshole. I thought I could feel it in my stomach he came so hard. Both of my holes were now sore as I waited for my next customer.
Now, this man brought in his young, teenage son. He wanted me to take his sons virginity while he watched. I was surprised to see how large his son was. He wasted no time inserting his young cock inside of me. I noticed his day jerking off and out of no where on his knees. The dad began licking his sons balls. That made his son cum quickly. I don't think this was the first time his dad had played around with him. His dad was still on his knees. He scooted towards my open legs and began licking and sucking his sons cum out of my pussy. I didn't know what to think.
Except... I love being a whore.

Imaginative Masturbation

When I masturbate, most of the time I just use my imagination to get off.

My boyfriend has gone to bed and I'm super horny. I lean back on my couch naked under a blanket and slowly rub my clit. I can feel my clit getting more sensitive each time my finger massages it. Closing my eyes I begin thinking about all the naughty, kinky fantasies that will eventually make my pussy squirt.
Lately, I like to think about my boyfriend fucking another woman in front of me. In my mind she has a small petite body and dark brown hair. We are both naked and on our knees. I unzip my boyfriends pants and take out his excited hard cock. Me and the other girl begin licking his cock together while he stands in front of us. I push her head back and forth on his cock as I message his balls. His dick is so amazingly hard and his balls filled with cum for the other woman.
I love the idea of watching him and this other woman while I masturbate nearby. After she finishes sucking him I have her lie down on the bed. Her pussy is so soft; her hole so tight. My boyfriend licks and sucks her pussy as she lays on her back. His face is buried between her pussy lips. I watch and listen as his tongue and mouth pleasure her. She is so wet. He starts to suck on her nipples while he fingers her deeply. I am so wet watching them together. I tell him not to use a condom. I want him to feel every inch of that tight hole.
He spreads her legs apart wide. I can see his cock teasing her pussy as I anticipate how deeply he will fuck her. His penis enters inside of her. I can tell how much he is enjoying himself. His thrusts become more rough. His cock is so deep inside of her. I tell him I want him to fill her up with his cum. She can't help but let him. I watch as he orgasms and cums inside of her emptying every last drop. I want to make sure his cum is as deep inside of her as possible. My boyfriend wants the same and has her hold her legs up. I love imagining all of his sperm swimming inside of her.

Being the Other Woman

You call me for a reason, I love satisfying you for that same reason.

Your wife just doesn't satisfy you the way a woman should. She just isn't into what you want. Maybe she is too vanilla; has too many limits. Maybe the intimacy and sex is gone from your bedroom. Or, perhaps I give you that excitement you haven't felt in years. Your attraction to me might go far beyond what you feel for your wife at home.
Hmm, I would say that I feel bad, but I don't. I love being a phone sex girl and sharing myself over the phone with a married man. My fiance has no clue the nasty, naughty sexual fantasies we explore. My fiance also has no idea how wet my pussy gets being the "other woman" in your life.
 My man is upstairs, and your wife is probably at work. You make time just to talk to me. I bet the night before, as you lied in bed next to your wife and you wished I was there instead of her. I'm sure you even had dreams about my slender body in tiny lingerie, my pussy dripping wet fucking your hard dick over and over again. Your wife probably wondered why you were grabbing your cock in the middle of the night in your sleep, moaning. But anyways, now it is just you and me. I love how you keep me a secret. She has no clue how hard your cock will get when we talk; how many naughty, dirty things I will tell you. You cum so much! I'm sure she can't make your cock explode like that anymore. It's alright. I won't tell. Wouldn't you think it's probably better I am around to please you in ways she can't? All that built up frustration you would have.
A lot of men are hesitant to tell me that they are married in fear that I will think poorly of them. Please, don't worry. I have a lot of affection to give.

Tits, Ass, Porn, Pussy with Masturbation Maybe?

Hehe, all I can think about is sex but I have no clue what to post about. Most of you just look at my pictures anyways. Thats ok! I might do the same.

I will be back on later tonight. And for your enjoyment...

I would like some fun.

This Superbowl Reminded Me of Childhood Memories

I am sitting in front of my computer still awake at 6am. I am hoping to have a little more fun before Superbowl weekend.

I can't help but think about Tom Brady. I have no clue what team he is on because I am a hockey fan, not a football fan. I still remember that tight ass of his from when I was just a young teen. My dad would always watch football and hockey. Back in the day people didn't have cable. OMG, I just sounded old hehe and I'm only 26. But still, in the 90's cable just wasn't as necessary as it was today and, well, my dad was a cheap ass.

Speaking of ass... let me get back to my story and stop rambling about cable.

So, we had like all of 7 channels. Sports and bad movies would be the only thing on during the weekends. Of course my dad would choose sports. Sometimes, I would sit on the couch and stare at the screen out of sheer boredom. We didn't have a computer back then either. I actually grew up in a very wealthy area. Just to clarify, hehe.
Anyways, I would usually cheer on whichever teams "outfits" I liked the most.
"Don't call them outfits," My dad would say. "They are uniforms." Usually I chose the wrong team anyways; the one that he didn't like. I would give my daddy the pouty face and all was forgiven.
As the men ran across the field I would check out their "assets". I realized they wore cups on their dicks and padding on their ass, but still, I'm sure they were packing.
Then I saw him...
Tom Brady. He was playing for a college team at that time. I know he played the position behind the other players that threw the ball far and ran and stuff. See? I know a little about football. I was a cheerleader and did date a football player. But that will be another story.
Tom Brady has a gorgeous ass. And what a slim, tight body. I just wished he could have tackled me so I could have grabbed his balls!

                         Tom Brady did not actually ever say this to me nor did he ever offer to give me any of his balls. Sadly, I have only seen him on TV but
                                        he is still really really hot, But he knows this, I mean common, look at his wife.

Princess Lexi

You're probably used to a more modest Lexi. But, lately I have been thinking about what this girl really wants. Besides the sexual fantasies and fetishes, I have this desire to be spoiled like a Princess.

I have had offers in the past to financially dominate men and have passed them up. Looking back, I was uncomfortable at the time taking from someone I didn't know personally. Now, I have a completely different outlook. I work hard for what I have and how I look. I want a man to worship my slender body, my soft creamy skin, my blue eyes. I want a man whose goal is to make sure I am happy. I deserve being treated like a Princess. Broke ass guys can look elsewhere, hehe.

I cannot stress how annoyed I get when my time is wasted these days. If you don't have the means to financially support me, then don't even try.

People say money can't buy you happiness. I disagree. Every time I have extra cash and I buy something I really, really want I always have a HUGE smile on my face for a very long time.