I have many naughty fantasies that will never be posted on my blog. But running to the store this morning, I encountered a feeble minded twit, who wanted to give me his number. So I could call him for some fun!

Of course it took me mere minutes, to blow him off. But I did toy with the idea of bringing him home, and showing him how I have fun. Since all of my male sex toys are starting to bore me. But that would have made me seem like a demoness.

When I wrote this, it was just a fantasy. But I had the pleasure of trying it out on a married man yesterday. It was intoxicating!

You poor guys, so horny, so easy and so dumb.

Being the sensual Mistress that I am. It would have been easy to lure him back to my house, with the promise of a night he would always remember.

Telling him I feel so dirty, I would take him into the bathroom for a shower. Peeling off my dress, until I stood in front of him with my tiny thongs and silky bra on. Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful phone sex fantasy, right?

Now, I would command him to strip completely naked.

I would tell him how much he was turning me on while he stripped down to nothing. Then still facing the wall, I would make him raise his hands in the air. So I could lick him from head to toe. Foolish man!

I would take those raised hands, and tie them up with my handcuffs I have hidden in my bathroom.

Now his begging and pleading begins!

Standing with my feet wide apart, I would strip my bra off. Letting it slide down every creamy inch of skin. Hearing his protests stop, as soon as a nipple popped out. Stopping for a minute, to run my finger over that nipple and to moan. Damn I feel good!

Then stripping until I stood with my breasts just centimeters away from his tongue. So close but so far away. A half naked Goddess waiting to have her body worshipped.

Now on to those wet panties! Shimmying my hips so I can roll them down. Sliding my pink panties down my thighs until they fall at my ankles. Exposing my swollen soft triangle. Rubbing my hands from the tip of my nipples to the pink of my lips. While my moans of pleasure caress his ears.

Then stepping into my shower, with the curtain partially open. Turning on the stream of water, testing it with a nipple. Grabbing that slippery soap, that conveniently falls to the floor. Bending over with my with legs spread wide, to pick it up. Watching his eyes get huge, as he gets a peek into paradise. Watching his shaft get harder. Too bad he doesn’t know that I love cock teasing.

Wetting the soap, running it between my breasts, underneath, focusing on my very sensitive nipples. Teasing him, making him want me. Working my way down my body, washing every inch. Over and over again. Washing at a leisurely pace, taking the longest shower in history.

Then stepping out and using his naked body to dry off. Rubbing my ass against his thighs, my breast against his chest. Using him as my towel.

Which only makes me very dirty again. So it’s back to the showers. With him watching my every move. I think I will drip-dry after the second shower. Making him watch the water drying off of my tempting body.

“Is your cock hard for me. Are you ready to slide up into this dripping wet pussy” I tease, while the water dries from between my legs.

“Yes,” he replies in a weakened voice.

“Then close your eyes tightly. Let me get something and I will be back,” I tell him.

I leave for a minute, then I come back into the bathroom with a chair, and a bowl of water.

“Keep them closed,” I whisper seductively into his ears.

I take that trembling cock in my hand, and dip it all the way into that bowl of warm water. MMMMMM!

I turn off the bathroom light and walk away. “Fuck that,” I say.

As I walk away, I hear him frantically trying to fuck that bowl of water.

When he finally escapes, I bet he will never forget this night.