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Ms. Mandy’s PHONE SEX and chit chat about her CUCKY BOYFRIEND

By Ms. Mandy September 4, 2009 cuckold, Guided Masturbation phone sex, Teasing and Denial 2 Comments

I had a lot of fun calls today, it is getting to be fall outside, we are planning on closing the summer house, and heading north for the winter months in Princeton.,  I like to do a lot of calls because  I get so excited  when I answer the phone and talk dirty. I did a few before I went over to my bf’s house today, he was waiting for me in this short white terry robe I bought him, It’s cute because he is so big and muscular, and his long legs hang out, and maybe something else that is long peeks out if he moves just right!  I was so excited to see him, I could not wait to get my hands on him. I had not seen him for a few days, as our schedules did not match. We had hours of sex. Only to find, I had to leave as my cell went off. I had to go to the train and pick my hubby up, as his car was in the shop. So, hubby of course wanted to hear all the details, and he was very interested, and excited from my story. Especially since, I was freshly f***d, and he could sense I had had a good time. That always makes him horny.

We got home, and he decided to get us some drinks so I could tell him more of the dirty details of the afternoon. I suggested that he take his suit off, and get comfy. I had not seen him since last night, as he was up and out of the house early. We sat and kissed for a bit, I followed him into the bedroom, so he could chat and change as I was having my drink, When he slid his trousers down, he had on a pair of my pink satin bikini panties, and ohhh they looked so adorable.

He blushed, and I traced my finger up his ** on his panties, only making him more excited. We both laughed, and he followed me into the living room, and we sat around and talked about what I had been doing all afternoon. Hubby was very happy, as you can imagine. My boyfriend was also very happy, seems he can rarely find a girl to keep up with him, and I apparently wear him out. Which, by the way, is because I have gone ORGANIC. No chemicals for me. Been riding my bike 15 miles a day, PLUS a nice long walk, a few miles daily sun permitting. What do you all think?Anyhow, back to my Cucky boyfriend. For a while, I think some of you, that were following the story, must have noticed that I cooled off about writing about him. The reason for this is that he could not remain celebate, which was our understanding. He did very well with it for a while, and then, (excuse my french) he crapped out.It turns out, he met someone, and felt that sex would be better then my control. Can you imagine this? Well, of course, I can not see why he would do this.

Well, turns out, Cucky bf, was not happy without my control. He is back, and I am controlling him again. We have a new set of rules, they are as follows…..

. No girlfriends and no dating.
2. No sex, oral sex, dry humping. hand jobs, foot jobs, etc.
3. Cucky bf will cum only with permission and only as directed by Mistress.
4. Cucky bf will be extremely grateful to Mistress every day.

Cucky BF wanted to make me happy, so he went to a party (with my permission, cause this girl that he was seeing was there, and wanted to give him a bj) Well, you guessed it, he turned her down, in order to be my CUCKY! YAY ME!

A few things are planned,  he will be allowed to masturbate on my feet. Or should I say… I am going to use my toes to make Cucky BF, cum on my toes, and then of course he will be made to clean my toes up, and then polish them for me. He has also agreed to servitude and is going to start serving me and my BF drinks/dinner/tea  or whatever we desire. If worse cums to worse, fluffing might be the next turn in the bend. More to follow on CUCKY… cause he’s back!

Make sure you check out my site www.strokesforme.com,  I have added a new story this week.

Dinner with Mandy! Hot cuckold story!

By Ms. Mandy September 4, 2009 cuckold, Guided Masturbation phone sex No Comments

My weekend started out very innocently. I got up very early and went to the gym had a super good workout, and then went to the Studio 3 to get my hair and nails done, because I was going out to dinner with my husband. I was looking forward to dinner, as I was telling Ronaldo, that I actually could not wait. I had gone to the Short Hills Mall, to buy a little hot dress, off the shoulder goddess type dress, and a hot very spiky pair of fuck me pumps to match. The dress was a suede material, in a soft taupe, I like the beige tones with my dark hair and eyes. The shoes were very high with a platform in the front, in a leather that matched my hot little dress.

Ronaldo was all excited about his new gay lover, and was busy telling me all about the great sex, and what a wonderful lover he has now, and was blowing my hair out, he could hardly contain himself. The little old lady in the next chair was blushing, and trying to hear every word he said. He was talking about how good his lover was sucking his….. and pleasuring him, It was too funny, I thought the little old lady was going to fall right out of her chair.

After I was done at the Salon, I went home, to soak in a hot tub for a bit, I turned the jets on full force, and relaxed with a glass of wine, I had turned the lights down, and really let my muscles unwind. I towel dried myself off, and started to dress for the evening. My husband had not been home in a week or so, on business, so I was eager to see him, and catch up on everything he was doing at work. I dressed in my usual prolonged fashion. I love the ritual of dressing, and taking my time, to make myself beautiful, for my men.

I start with body lotion all over, I love to massage the cream into my feet and skin, so that not only do I smell good, but I am extra soft to the touch. Then I do my makeup, I like it natural, which takes me even longer to do. I try to pick out underwear that goes with my outfit, So I picked out flesh tone bra and lace panties to match — to go with my taupe dress, and a pair of thigh high stockings in taupe. I took out the leather pumps, and the smell of that rich leather, was so delicious, I thought they were too gorgeous to actually wear.

My husband, did a sneaky thing, As I was bending down, to put my shoe on, he quietly entered the room to surprise me. He had a bouquet of little baby pink roses, in his hand, his trench coat thrown over his arm. All 6′ 4″ of him, looked handsome and delicious, I wanted to eat him right up.  He told me he rushed home, as soon as the plane landed, even though he was supposed to stop by his office. He said, that would all have to wait until Monday, he wanted some time with his beautiful wife.

He took a quick shower and changed, I poured him a glass of wine. My husband sat next to me on the sofa, and we kissed for a while, before we left for the restaurant. I have to say, that my husband is totally good looking, and even now, after being married a few years, I have to stop and admire how handsome he is. The flip side of this coin, is that he is equally kinky, which is most likely why I married him.

I forgot to mention, how much my husband loved my outfit, and he was so happy that I had gotten all dressed up for our date. We had discussed the weekend over the phone during the week, and we were both eager for this evening out. Just the two of us. My husband had made reservations, at the Loft which is a great little spot that has excellent 5 star cuisine, and a blues quartet that is outstanding.

We both ate and talked and caught up on each other’s week, He surprised me by telling me he had been keeping tabs on my blog, and was totally turned on by all the things I had done and talked about. I was flattered, because he is a busy executive and he has little free time, I would not imagine him reading my blog.

After the waiter removed our dinner plates, the band started up, and I noticed a great looking guy at the bar, I told my husband, that I wanted to go over and talk to him, I had seen this guy, hold up a glass, in an effort to buy me a drink. My husband smiled. and nodded his head… I think he new, this would be just the beginning of our evening.

So you must be wondering what happened next. Richie was the name of the guy at the bar. He was very talk and very lean, my husband has a muscular build. This guy was built totally different. He was very slim in the hip area, and had broad shoulders and I could see that his arms were muscular. He had on a henley type shirt and jeans, with a worn crotch. I could tell he had a few bucks, from the way he looked. I noticed he had expensive car keys, and a twinkle in his eye. He wanted to know if I could lose the guy I was with. I explained to him, chuckling, that I don’t want to lose him.

“That guy…is my husband” I told Richie. He leaned back with is elbow on the bar, slowly sipping his vodka and taking in each word I had said. “So, he let’s you talk to strange men” I replied back, my husband does not let me do anything, I do as I please. Smiling broadly, I could see Richie squirm with excitement, as he realized something might come of this evening after all. I asked him if he might like to come back to our house, and have a little fun this evening.

Richie replied “that he had always fantasized about a night like this with a beautiful woman, but never did he think, it would really happen to him.”  I went over to the table my husband was sitting at. I told him, Richie would follow him home, I was going to drive in the car with Richie. I wanted to chat and find out a little about the guy, that hopefully would be my lover for the evening.

Richie it turned out, worked in NY, for a record company. Our house is only about an hour outside of Manhattan, and I learned that Richie lives surprisingly close to were we live.  He stepped on the gas pedal of his silver Porsche, and seemed to have to speed up to catch up with my husband on the highway. I guess these boys were eager to have the festivities begin. So was I, but I was trying not to show my excitement.

Richie pulled in the driveway behind my husband. We all went into the house, I got inside and put some good music on, while my husband cracked out the ice and drinks, I went over to Richie, sat next to him, and we began to make out. I loved the way his body felt, so different then my husbands, and so sexy. My husband, kept smiling, as he watched me in action. Nothing turns him on more then me with another guy. This evening was turning out to be more then perfect, My husband never knows, if someone will really turn my head.

Richie certainly turned my head. I stood up, and went over to the stairs, I motioned to Richie to follow me up to my bedroom, I went over to my husband, and I told him to give me about 20 minutes, alone, then he could come in for the rest of the night with us.

My husband, loosened his tie. Sat back on the sofa, and smiled again, He knew it was going to be a long night.

Guided Masturbation Story! Read it and get hot for Ms. Mandy!

By Ms. Mandy September 4, 2009 Guided Masturbation phone sex 2 Comments

MANDY and Sven

Well, as you all know, my hubby has been away, and I have had a lot of time to play. I went for my usual massage yesterday, at the gym which was so relaxing. Sven, was his usual gorgeous self. I decided I wanted the hour massage, following my facial that cucky had treated me to. Sven came in, in his white outfit, and his blond hair seemed blonder, and blue eyes, were more blue, then usual, I have to say he is a great treat for the visual.

He warmed up the lotion for my back, I like special attention to be paid to my back and neck and shoulders, which he does so very well. I could see at one point as he came around the side of the massage table, that he seemed to be excited if you know what I mean.  I said “Sven, so what’s going on with you you…” I shyly asked.  He seemed to be amused, and with his great Swedish accent replied. Miss, you know that I find you very beautiful, and I can not help myself. He proceeded to massage me, until I dozed off.

When my hour was up. I went into the dressing area, and put myself together, I was to have a pedicure, and passed Sven on my way over to the salon. I told him, if he was interested he could meet me at my house and we could have a nice friendly chat.
I was getting pretty excited at the prospect of Sven coming over, he is about 6’4″ and very handsome, a real Nordic guy, with broad shoulders and a tiny waist and ass. When he smiles, the corners of his lips curl up and smile at you as well.  He is such a looker and so nice. He seemed eager as I wrote out my address and gave him directions,

Sven was wearing a very revealing pair of jeans, torn at the knee, and worn at the crotch, and a white tee shirt. Very Calvin Klein ad, look, and smelled great, I asked him what cologne he had on, and he said, Chanel for men, it was very delicious. We went into my great room, and sat on the sofa, I had already brought some cold drinks out and wondered if Sven wanted to watch a movie, he edged closer to me on the sofa, and I smiled, and said. Oh,,,, maybe you might like to come up to my bedroom.

He seemed to not want to waste any time. We went up the flight of stairs to my loft bedroom. My window over looks the mountains, and it was a particularly beautiful day, I think Sven was taken back by the view, but not as much so, as he was taken back, by what I had to say and do next.  Sven edged closer to me, He put his hand on my shoulder, I quietly took it away, and went over to my dresser, and opened up my panty drawer, where I have tons of panties, that I collect and buy, when I am on a trip, or vacation, or even before a great date, or event. I took out a pair of bikini briefs in pink, and told him to strip and put them on.

Sven…”strip and put these on.”, he looked over at me, alarmed, I could see his face reddening and I could also see the same excitement that I saw during the day. He replied, “no, Miss, I can not do that”. I said, but yes, you can.  Slowly, in  a dream like state, he moved over to the bed, and dropped his jeans, His tightly muscled body, was like looking at a big bowl of ice cream, you just wanted to eat the whole thing up.

I could not believe my eyes, He was like the most gorgeous specimen of a man that I had ever seen. Sven bent down, and picked up the sheer pink bikini briefs, and put them on. Standing there in front of me, all 6’4″ inches of gorgeous man, in my panties, was quiet a site and it was getting me very excited.

Sven, I am going to sit over on my bed, and I want you to come and stand in front of me. He seemed to be enjoying this, by the smile on his face. I had all my clothes on and I took my finger and traced my way down the outline of his cock, to his balls, and then I went down to his balls and started to do the same. His cock was hard when I started but seemed to become harder as I proceeded, “Miss”, Sven said,, oh and did I mention he has the cutest accent. “I cannot take much more of this Miss, I am liable to have an accident”.  At that point I stopped. and walked out of the room.

I came back into the room holding a tube of KY warming gel. I said.. “Sven, you may sit on that oak chair over there, pull your panties down to your knees, and sit.” He did as I directed. I went over to him, and took the lotion and put it all over my two hands, I took Sven’s already hard cock out, and started to pump it. He was amazing, as I did this for a while, seeing how long he could stand my stroking him like this. I put extra lube on my hands, and every so often I would take a break,

Sven sat there silently for what was about 30 minutes, I told him, if he came before I told him he could. I would not allow him to come back.  As you can guess, Sven did everything in his power, not to cum.

I smiled at Sven, as I was thoroughly enjoying stroking his beautiful penis. He was now begging me to let him cum. I was feeling sorry for him, but more turned on then I have ever been. I said, sorry Sven, we are going to have to continue this on another day. “Go put your pants on…I said”.

Yes Miss, Sven did as he was told. He dressed and quietly left, I told him, I would let him know when he could come back, “Yes, Miss…thank you Miss he said.”  I went over to the phone and called my boyfriend up. I said, you better come over now, I have something for you…

On that note, I am going to freshen up my lipstick, and I will let you know about the next time, Sven, comes over…

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By Ms. Mandy September 2, 2009 chastity, Little Dick Losers, Panties 2 Comments

Little dick loser’s wife came over with some of her friends, little dick loser had on his CB3000 and nothing else, the girl’s all talked about their lover’s, while little dick loser served these pretty girls Breakfast.  His wife took off the CB3000 and his pathetic little dick shot to 3″ of full attention. So much for chastity!

One girl said that had never been serviced by little dick loser, and so he took off her panties, and sniffed her hairy pussy for an hour. OMG……what he did not know, was her pussy was full of her BF’s CUM! She made little dick loser beg her to clean her up. Meanwhile, little dick loser’s  wife and the other girl’s were rolling on the floor.

His wife then made him put his head back, as she dripped her pussy, also dirty with cum into his mouth. Then she spread her legs.. and had him rub his nose, up her ass and pussy, so he could smell how she smelled after she had sex with her BF.  Then she smothered him with pussy and let him lick it up off her ass. All the girls kept laughing at him,

The girl’s  now have little dick loser sniffing one of their ass’s, as they chat and ignore him.  His wife said he can only cum once a month. She is going to lock him up, and not have an orgasm for 3 months, I will be holding the key for this loser!
I had him on the phone making him stroke his pathetic cock …. because he will be locked up soon. He loves little dick humiliation phone sex!

I have him licking and smelling some panties right now.. He confessed that he wants to be tied to the bed… and be used by one of his wife’s bf’s. Then they will leave him spread eagle, tied to the bed, and they go out to a bar. OMG.. this is so hilarious. I am getting the KEY to his CB3000.  I don’t think this little dick loser should never have another orgasm. I have him using 2 fingers to stroke his useless little dick.

He told me they put him on all fours, with a leash so he can put his nose up their ass’s, with a leash on.

Loser!   He is so pathetic….He is sending more pictures of his little dick… so I can laugh harder!

T Boy has returned for some guided masturbation phone sex. Super hot session read on.. and Call Ms. Mandy for yours! 1-877-732-6360

By Ms. Mandy August 31, 2009 Addicted to Mandy, Guided Masturbation phone sex, Phone Sex, T BOY 1 Comment

T Boy has returned. It is almost fall, and I think it is time for me to retrain my compulsive masturbator  TBoy.  Be sure to check the category list, we go way back with stroking lessons. Here is our lastest and it is very hot.. read on..

TBoy: training for me today?
Mandie Parker: edging
TBoy: how many times?
Mandie Parker: 20 minutes per hour
Mandie Parker: all night long
TBoy: seriously??
Mandie Parker: yes only 20 per hour
Mandie Parker: no cumming of course
Mandie Parker: why serious?
TBoy: wow – it is a hard assignment
TBoy: thank you mistress

This was part one of the lesson, I gave to him last night. Read on to see how it progressed. I asked Tboy how he made out and this was his response:

“Being a self-confessed stroking addict, it was to be expected that Mistress Mandy would find a way to exploit my addiction and push me to my very limits.  Last night she gave me one of her assignments to further cause me to fall deeper into devotion of Mistress Mandy.  I was instructed to stroke and edge every hour through the entire night.  I set my alarm to wake me each hour so I could begin my stroking and bring myself right to the edge of release and then ride the edge for as long as I could without cumming.  Mistress Mandy controls my cock and when I cum so I certainly wasn’t about to cum without her permission.
She had told me that unless I obeyed her I wouldn’t be cumming anytime soon.  I am completely under her control as she helps me break my addiction to stroking and fall under a total addiction to Mistress Mandy.

By about 4 am my cock was swollen and angry from all the attention and my balls had swollen to the size of tangerines full of unreleased cum.  I massaged my balls and the ached from being filled to capacity with no draining in sight.  My cock leaked precum like a dripping faucet as I slept and the wet spot on my sheet grew as the hours ticked away.  My cock stayed in a semi-erect state…

as my mind spun with thoughts of being completely dominated by Mistress Mandy.  She filled by dreams with her beauty and overflowing sexuality.  I wanted her more and more.  I needed her more than air, food, and water.  But that’s exactly how she wanted it and I could just see her taunting me so deliciously.   By morning my cock was still rock hard and my balls still stretched like overfilled balloons waiting to burst.  I know that I would do anything for my Mistress Mandy.  I hope she will give me release soon – but I am not counting on it.”

Mandie Parker: you may stroke for 5 minutes
Mandie Parker: every half hour
Mandie Parker: for 4 hours
Tboy: what kind of strokes mistress?
Mandie Parker: lotion
Mandie Parker: the first 5 of the hour
Mandie Parker: slow
Mandie Parker: the second 5 fast
Tboy: is it OK to edge? i mean when i am stroking or just stroke and not reach the edge
Mandie Parker: oh edge
Mandie Parker: of course
Tboy: ok – got it: Thank you so much Mistress – I love being under your control
Mandie Parker: I own and control you

Sissy Michelle is my cross dressing sissy slut! Call Ms. Mandy for feminization phone sex training at 1-877-732-6360

By Ms. Mandy August 31, 2009 cross dressing, sissy, Sissy Michelle, small penis humiliation, sph No Comments

Ms. Mandy owns Sissy Michelle is wearing a pair of grey pantyhose, it restrict’s access to her clitty, she feels like she is in chastity.

She is begging me for some chastity.  She is also wearing a Short black skirt with red flowers with green leaves, she is my cross dressing slut sissy!  and she tells me that it is hard to keep her skirt over her thighs, says her crotch is showing, with her little clit.  WHAT A SLUT SHE IS!

How big is it today? It’s only 2 inches. So Little!  Sissy Michelle thrives on little dick humiliation  and sph, or small penis humiliation!

Has a blouse that is white, pink bra, high heels in black, super red lipstick to suck cocks with.
I take her next door to the restaurant and there are some worker’s there.  I like her little clitty,  and have her wiggle her ass, they are expanding the building.  The workers are young and strong. Sissy Michelle tells me that she  is very embarrassed.  I bring Michelle over, they are going to see her little clitty!  Cat calls for my Sissy Michelle, and she loves it because she is indeed a slut!

Michelle is really a girlie boi!  Pulling up her skirt, I show them her clitty.. they are all laughing. They come over,  they heard Sissy Michelle is a cock sucking sissy. Bend over and big dick in her pussy, I push her back on his cock, in the parking lot!  I spank her clitty, in front of the crowd.

I make Sissy Michelle, lick up her precum, I start spanking that clitty, which is so small, and have her aim that cock at her face.  She sprays it on her face, in her mouth and all over her hair!

xoox’s Ms. Mandy

~ New Nooky for Richie, and hubby get’s to watch his pretty cuckold wife Ms. Mandy ~

By Ms. Mandy August 29, 2009 Stories No Comments

My weekend started out very innocently. I got up very early and went to the gym had a super good workout, and then went to the Studio 3 to get my hair and nails done, because I was going out to dinner with my husband. I was looking forward to dinner, as I was telling Ronaldo, that I actually could not wait. I had gone to the Short Hills Mall, to buy a little hot dress, off the shoulder goddess type dress, and a hot very spiky pair of fuck me pumps to match. The dress was a suede material, in a soft taupe, I like the beige tones with my dark hair and eyes. The shoes were very high with a platform in the front, in a leather that matched my hot little dress.

Ronaldo was all excited about his new gay lover, and was busy telling me all about the great sex, and what a wonderful lover he has now, and was blowing my hair out, he could hardly contain himself. The little old lady in the next chair was blushing, and trying to hear every word he said. He was talking about how good his lover was sucking his….. and pleasuring him, It was too funny, I thought the little old lady was going to fall right out of her chair.

After I was done at the Salon, I went home, to soak in a hot tub for a bit, I turned the jets on full force, and relaxed with a glass of wine, I had turned the lights down, and really let my muscles unwind. I towel dried myself off, and started to dress for the evening. My husband had not been home in a week or so, on business, so I was eager to see him, and catch up on everything he was doing at work. I dressed in my usual prolonged fashion. I love the ritual of dressing, and taking my time, to make myself beautiful, for my men.

I start with body lotion all over, I love to massage the cream into my feet and skin, so that not only do I smell good, but I am extra soft to the touch. Then I do my makeup, I like it natural, which takes me even longer to do. I try to pick out underwear that goes with my outfit, So I picked out flesh tone bra and lace panties to match — to go with my taupe dress, and a pair of thigh high stockings in taupe. I took out the leather pumps, and the smell of that rich leather, was so delicious, I thought they were too gorgeous to actually wear.

My husband, did a sneaky thing, As I was bending down, to put my shoe on, he quietly entered the room to surprise me. He had a bouquet of little baby pink roses, in his hand, his trench coat thrown over his arm. All 6′ 4″ of him, looked handsome and delicious, I wanted to eat him right up.  He told me he rushed home, as soon as the plane landed, even though he was supposed to stop by his office. He said, that would all have to wait until Monday, he wanted some time with his beautiful wife.

He took a quick shower and changed, I poured him a glass of wine. My husband sat next to me on the sofa, and we kissed for a while, before we left for the restaurant. I have to say, that my husband is totally good looking, and even now, after being married a few years, I have to stop and admire how handsome he is. The flip side of this coin, is that he is equally kinky, which is most likely why I married him.

I forgot to mention, how much my husband loved my outfit, and he was so happy that I had gotten all dressed up for our date. We had discussed the weekend over the phone during the week, and we were both eager for this evening out. Just the two of us. My husband had made reservations, at the Loft which is a great little spot that has excellent 5 star cuisine, and a blues quartet that is outstanding.

We both ate and talked and caught up on each other’s week, He surprised me by telling me he had been keeping tabs on my blog, and was totally turned on by all the things I had done and talked about. I was flattered, because he is a busy executive and he has little free time, I would not imagine him reading my blog.

After the waiter removed our dinner plates, the band started up, and I noticed a great looking guy at the bar, I told my husband, that I wanted to go over and talk to him, I had seen this guy, hold up a glass, in an effort to buy me a drink. My husband smiled. and nodded his head… I think he new, this would be just the beginning of our evening.

So you must be wondering what happened next. Richie was the name of the guy at the bar. He was very talk and very lean, my husband has a muscular build. This guy was built totally different. He was very slim in the hip area, and had broad shoulders and I could see that his arms were muscular. He had on a henley type shirt and jeans, with a worn crotch. I could tell he had a few bucks, from the way he looked. I noticed he had expensive car keys, and a twinkle in his eye. He wanted to know if I could lose the guy I was with. I explained to him, chuckling, that I don’t want to lose him.

“That guy…is my husband” I told Richie. He leaned back with is elbow on the bar, slowly sipping his vodka and taking in each word I had said. “So, he let’s you talk to strange men” I replied back, my husband does not let me do anything, I do as I please. Smiling broadly, I could see Richie squirm with excitement, as he realized something might come of this evening after all. I asked him if he might like to come back to our house, and have a little fun this evening.

Richie replied “that he had always fantasized about a night like this with a beautiful woman, but never did he think, it would really happen to him.”  I went over to the table my husband was sitting at. I told him, Richie would follow him home, I was going to drive in the car with Richie. I wanted to chat and find out a little about the guy, that hopefully would be my lover for the evening.

Richie it turned out, worked in NY, for a record company. Our house is only about an hour outside of Manhattan, and I learned that Richie lives surprisingly close to were we live.  He stepped on the gas pedal of his silver Porsche, and seemed to have to speed up to catch up with my husband on the highway. I guess these boys were eager to have the festivities begin. So was I, but I was trying not to show my excitement.

Richie pulled in the driveway behind my husband. We all went into the house, I got inside and put some good music on, while my husband cracked out the ice and drinks, I went over to Richie, sat next to him, and we began to make out. I loved the way his body felt, so different then my husbands, and so sexy. My husband, kept smiling, as he watched me in action. Nothing turns him on more then me with another guy. This evening was turning out to be more then perfect, My husband never knows, if someone will really turn my head.

Richie certainly turned my head. I stood up, and went over to the stairs, I motioned to Richie to follow me up to my bedroom, I went over to my husband, and I told him to give me about 20 minutes, alone, then he could come in for the rest of the night with us.

My husband, loosened his tie. Sat back on the sofa, and smiled again, He knew it was going to be a long night.

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By Ms. Mandy August 29, 2009 foot fetish No Comments

Mistress Mandy had the most beautiful feet i had seen. She had a passion for high heeled pointed shoes and whenever i saw them i longed to be under them. One day my wish came true. Mandy was trying to get into a car with some of her female friends and i deliberately dropped a tennis ball under the car. I lay at her feet pretending to fetch the ball from under the car..but she knew better and put her sandals right to my face and lips. My lips touched her divine sandals. WOW my wish had come true at last.

As all this was happening one of her female companion asked “what is going on Mandy?”  ” He is licking my shoe….i think ive found myself a shoelicker and a footslave” Her companion opened the rear door and thrust her sandal right into my face. Wow i was loving it. Rosie aunty then stepped right onto my face and sat in the car. “Come over to my house tommorow i have plenty of work for you…you worthless slave” As ordered i reached her house the next day. Mistress Mandy was sitting on the sofa with a lovely pair of black sandals.

I immedeately dropped at her feet and began licking her shoes. “Bless this slave to always serve you like this, goddess” She put her sandal right on my head and blessed me. “Thank you goddess. You are so caring to treat a slave like this” “Go to the room and get all my shoes and lick them clean with your tongue one by one” I went inside and got the shoes and started to lick them clean one by one. While i was licking her sandals clean a foot in high heels landed straight on my face.

 It was Mandy’s pretty companion. “so this is our slave” “Kiss my feet slave….from today you will be my dog and after serving mom you will serve me dog..” she took out her shoe and put some water into it. “Drink….dog” was the command. i did what i was told. It was the best drink i had had. I love my mistresses and would be their slave forever.