Tuesday, November 22, 2011

It's So Juicy

Saw this and just had to share. Happy Thanksgiving to All!
Your Thankful Angel,

I saw you across a crowded room. Among all the others that were there, the lights seemed to shine down on you alone. I knew then I had to have you for my own.
Willingly, you came with me to my home. From the car, I carried you through the door.
Looking at you, I admire your body, your well shaped legs, and breasts. Slowly I remove what wraps, around your body so tightly, fitting you like a glove. Exposing your tender white skin.
From your neck I remove your charms, and carry you off in my arms, to the warm water that awaits.
The water cascades down your neck, flowing over your soft breasts then, making your legs glisten with wetness. Droplets of water cover your taut skin.
My hands rub your body, ummmm running them threw the beads of water. Making them trickle down off your body.
I place my fingers inside you. You are warm and moist, so ready. I carry your still dripping body, to a laying place, so that I can put inside you what was well prepared to enter you before we even came through the door.
As soon as I lay you down your legs spread open wide. You are ready now and so am I.
I put a little in slowly at first, getting a feel for how much you can take in.
I put in more, you take it willingly. In anticipation, faster and faster I put it in, pushing it in deeply as far as I can, until I can’t put any more in, you are so tight. With your legs wrapped tightly, not wanting to release any of it.
I make you so hot for a very long time, until your sweet juices escape from within. Then I taste you, with my tongue at first, your skin is so soft and tender.
I taste more of you with my mouth, you are so hot and moist, you taste so good.
Your juices coating my mouth, making me drool in anticipation of eating you more, with every taste.
“Oh yes”, I say to you,
I must say Grace “Thank God for Butterball turkey…. Amen”

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Our Favorite Jokester

So early this week I was minding my own business when I got a call from one of my absolute favorite people.  I know he isn't for everyone.....but he definitely makes me LOL.  Also say ow, cry, beg, plead and the proper way to answer or NOT. LOL  No is not a part of your vocabulary, repeat after me.  giggle.

So we are chitty chatting and I set up a wickedly fun call with my hot Barbie (*ducks from the swing) Melrose.  That beautiful long blond hair, that rocking hard body.....and I get to play with her neener neener.  tongue sticking out.  We play, undress, fight, probe, humiliate, examine, enforce and eventually give in to our Master.  He is So persuasive.  When I threatened to cut off Barbies hair I was quickly put in my place.  This little deviant angel knows it is always on the floor, knees parted with no panties for pleasure.  However, I do appreciate a good lashing.  So after the deal is done Master becomes much more relaxed and his truer nature is exposed.  His love of cooking --- his loving mothers unending supply of linen tableclothes and his jokester appeal.

Two friends, a blonde and a redhead, are walking down the street and pass a flower shop where the redhead happens to see her boyfriend buying flowers.

She sighs and says, “Oh, crap, my boyfriend is buying me flowers again.”

The blonde looks quizzically at her and says, “What’s the big deal, don’t you like getting flowers?”

The redhead says, “Oh sure, but he always has expectations after giving me flowers, and I just don’t feel like spending the next three days on my back with my legs in the air.”

Puzzled, the blonde says, “Don’t you have a vase?”

Giggles....it is still very funny and I did look at vases when I was out shopping randomly and giggle thinking of my precious Melrose supplying the "vase".

Your Loving Wicked Angel


Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Here Comes Mr. Winter - but don't let it dampen your appetite for PhoneSex

The year really has flown by hasn't it?  I am hoping Santa brings me more toys, boys and panties.  I know Santa isn't real but still - a hot man dressing up LIKE Santa, playfully asking me to suck his candy cane.  Hot chocolate with a shot of baileys in it.  Fire, cozy.

Do you think that a girl like me is a bad naughty girl for talking dirty to strangers (some stranger than others let me tell you HA)?  Or would you rather qualify me as a Saint?  Understanding that MEN have certain needs.  Needs that only a dark room, tissues and naughty masturbation can fix.  Needs that only a wicked little angel like me can cure.  Needs to be fully stroking his enormously engorged cock.  Needs of imagining my mouth spread open wide to capture all his forbidden seed??  Desires to be pegged and taking his sweet little asshole to pure pleasure???  Lustful thoughts of jamming his cock deep into my sweet, young virginal ass, staining me, tainting me, marking me as his pleasure pulse point???

Whoaaaaaaaaaaaa - now I am getting horny,  Santa better bring me something good this year.

Come see Me at PhoneSexKingdom.com

My name is Heaven - and YES indeed I will take you there.  Despite what others have told you --- Heaven is not THAT hard to get into.


Your Wickedly Sweet Angel,


Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Where the Naughty Boys Play

So here we are again. I am hoping that you have taken the time to visit and click around like mad happy horny pups sniffing for a treat on our Large Free Site full of hot girls, sexy mommas, dommes and submissives for your pleasure.

It is always a pleasure serving you. Giving you exactly what you want whenever you want it. Phonesex is something that only those who do it, understand it. The thrill, the dirty talk, the pleasurable moans and groans, the tasks and taunts, pushing you to the point of orgasm or uncontrollable restraint. Just ask, I love all kinds of roleplay. For real and for fun.

Take your time and enjoy yourself. Pick your favorite phonesex babe *yep that is a link to click baby, go for it* and go wild with her. It will be our secret.

Your Loving Wicked Angel,