Showing posts with label fetish. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fetish. Show all posts

Friday, November 9, 2012

Nothing Saintly About Miss Heaven

Damn she looks sweet in that wrapper.  Such an angel.  So........sweet? sooo.....demure?  Sooooooo.......heavenly.
Honey there is nothing like Heaven and despite what YOU heard, Heaven is not hard to get into.
I like it Nasty, Filthy, Aggressive and with a side of sarcastic smut.  Let's fuck around for a while.
The only thing that's missing is a bitch like you.  Hold the S because I am an Aint!!!

Heaven wants to fuck - do you?
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Monday, October 8, 2012

Two Sides to Every Story

You see my precious smile
You think I'm looking sweet
You pass me by
Searching for the mental extreme
 
You're judging a book
Based solely on the cover
You're totally missing out
On a wycked angel twisted lover
 
You haven't even parted the spine of my pages
Twinkle in my eye, the smirk that I wear
Where do you think it comes from???
The filth in my mind that stirs in there
 
Mental transformation is what we both want
I love paradoxes and things that seem wrong
Like sucking on cherry popsicles, pointing
And giggling at your cock in my pink thong
 
I say harsh words with a smile on my lips
I cuss, fuck hard, eat cum and spit too
I please, torture, tease, spoil and humiliate
Call me and let's play a wycked game or two
 
The only wycked angel with a heart of gold
888-823-6127
Wyckedheaven aim/yahoo
 

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Fetish of the Day - Narratophilia

Narratophilia

A sexual fetish, my favorite kinds are always sexual.  Even ones that don't seem sexual to you can cause immense arousal in others.  Today the fetish is something each and every one of you is guilty of pleasuring yourself in.  Narratophilia is when the tellingor listening of dirty and obscene words or stories to a partner is sexually arousing.


Words. The Narratophiliac - now you know what to call yourself - gets their naughty bits aroused when the language they use, hear, or read, is obscene. They may seek stimulation from a partner talking dirty, from erotic literature, poetry, jokes, stories, audio tape, or phone sex. *tsk tsk, did they say Phonesex?? 

In some cases, sexual stimulation can’t be achieved without an erotic story or language. On even other occasions reaching orgasm without physically stroking, touching.  There is indeed even the truth that without even physically seeing or touching the other person listening or delivering the obscene.  The fine art of the word and control, I love these kinds of calls.  It really jazzes and juices my cotton candy knowing you want me so badly

Narrotophilia is more frequently reported by men, but women can also find themselves getting their juices flowing when jabbed with the right words....or a well placed vibrator when orchestrating the whole show for you.  I ♥ you guys!  Now let's have a little therapy.

Heaven

All the wicked angel you need

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Friday, August 3, 2012

Horny Lovely Day

Today - it is rainy, I am horny and well, I am nearing the heat cycle (ewwww gross!!!!!  oh shit grow the fuck up ok. LOL) and during those two weeks, anything phallic better watch the fuck out.  I am craving men, dick, lips and tongues.  I eyed the batteries at Walmart lovingly, dreamily, hard nips visible.  I watched a chick with long hair and wondered how deep she could suck a cock, with me.


  Even a bowl of watermelon sitting on my kitchen counter looks fun.  How amazingly wet, slippery, juicy and the textue......against my hard nipples......the.....um......damn elastic on these panties is fraying ----- panties, yea i need to buy some new.......watermelon, juice in bottom of bowllllllllllllllllllll......brb.


 So basically, come fuck around with Miss Heaven - guaranteed to rock your fucking cock off and have an amazing time doing it.  Hee hee I can't resist


Nom Nom Nom

 Heaven - be careful now, my wings are scorched.

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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

PhoneSex Truth or Dare

Remember when you were a kid. Sitting in a circle in some friends basement. Some girls on this side, some guys on that side. Giggling, sweating, nervously saying “DARE!”. The sexual tension just knowing someone was gonna dare you to kiss the blond girl that was the first in your class to get real tits instead of mosquito bites.

So now we eye each other. You looking at my nude pics online, perhaps chatting me up. Wanna play a dirty grown up game of Truth or Dare? I will go first and I chose Truth. Grins – YES I love phonesex and talking about sex with strangers. Dare? Show you how deep I can suck?!! a banana!!! put it where???? What will you be pushed to do dirty boy? Can I dare you to jerk off in front of me? Dare you to fuck that tight nerve ridden asshole? Dare you to tell me the truth that you only wear panties under your blue jeans on Fridays? Or that you cum all over your sisters panties?

I totally Dare you to have hot, tension relieving phonesex with me.

Heaven

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Friday, July 15, 2011

Incest is Such a Dirty Word


No, it isn't for everyone. Sisters, mothers, brothers, cousins. If you have ever fantasized about the sweet young virgin growing up in your presence then maybe it is for you. Do you watch young girl - hell they barely look too young don't they. Long mascara coated eyelashes, plump always shiny lips, tits firm, perky, tight, ass so round it makes you weak. You can only imagine how sweet that little pink kitten is. Never fucked or tainted. Asshole so pink you would love to stretch it open and around your cock. Tightest fuck you could ever imagine or hope to have.

Let me sit in your lap daddy. We will cover up with a blanket so nobody knows that you secretly pet my little kitten and whisper in my ear how much daddy thinks I am a good girl. When you touch it in the center and push in a little, I squirt on your hand. Because my little kitten is playful and excited.

Want to do what others find so filthy? I do.

Heaven
Your Wicked Little Age Play Toy
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Friday, May 27, 2011

Get In Tune you Animal

You and I both know that there is no rules as to when, how or why we get turned on.  We all have our own little buttons that trigger our animal lust.  Is it a song?  The one that was playing when we fucked for the first time? The one that was blaring on the speakers at the house party while you were hid out in the closet fingering the hot, drunk girl?  Is it a sight?  Girls in bikinis, women in stockings, painted on red lips, the time you saw me smoking, the little round "O" my mouth made sucking it's tip?  Is it a memory?  Those hot lesbian girls kissing in front of you, seeing your sisters tits, taking a strap on, a pussy filled so full the edges of her lips are achingly stretched?  Perhaps even the sound of me fucking myself with my favorite vibrator - better yet - fucking myself just for you.  My animal audience.  The beast within you calls for, aches for, throbs just for.........Me.

I AM the wickedly fun angel you have been craving, even if you didn't know it ---- yet.  Is there really a rule in your book of Animal Desire that teaches you only to fulfill your aching needs at night?  A world so paranoid of seeing it's own animal shadow that we dress it down in ties and slacks, buttons and bows, tightly bound breast and polite banter.  It makes me pout thinking of all you are depriving yourself of.  The liberation of your own animal desires.  Being who you truly are.  A fucking sexual deviant.  A man on the prowl to capture the attention, hunger and desire of every woman with a pulsing throb between her ears and legs.  I invite you - hidden tiger - to come out and play.  Play in the warm sunshine, the exposing truth of light, to satiate your need of morning explosions - I dare you, no I double dare you to try a new approach.  One where the beginning of your day, the middle of your stress filled afternoon be given the opportunity to change for the better.  Orgasms are powerful and have the ability to totally change your outlook on life.  Want to be more productive and happier doing the shit the boss wants from you???  Get your daytime fix of the sweetest little wicked angel of the Kingdom.  If I have stirred your thoughts with words, imagine the possibilities when our two worlds collide.

Loving every fucking minute of it half dressed, hair a muss and freshly fucked - care to join me?

Heaven

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