Feeling bad about your small penis?

One of my most faithful of followers called me this morning after sending me a list of things that his wee shaft resembled.


"Some things that are close in width (and length) to my penis shaft…

a roll of nickels
a bic lighter
a pack of lifesavers
a tube of lipstick

Maybe you can think of a couple more things around this size?"

I mentioned that maybe it was the size of a breakfast sausage link, but then we decided that was too meaty.

He also so kindly reminded me that:

"It's thicker than a AA battery, a Hello Kitty pencil, a crayon, a
toothpick or a matchstick, but I can understand why it reminds girls
of those things."

He's lucky to have me here to remind him that his wee genitals are the source of all of his failures. It's why all of his girlfriends cheat on him, why all pretty women want to crush him like a bug, why he flunked out of college, and why a certain lady is ruining his life by cutting his funding.
His teeny, tiny cock and nuts are also a very good representation of his whole body. Thin, useless and disgusting.

So if you are feeling bad about your lack of "manhood" just remember that you aren't that guy. Your cock doesn't look like a roll of Smarties with a Rolo on top.

H is for Hands and Knees, Bitch

There is something so powerful and liberating about standing above a groveling male. What the weakling did to get into that position doesn't really matter. All that matters is that I look wicked sexy in a pair of shiny black leather boots that have just been licked clean. He won't be licking anything else so I don't need to worry about his poor tongue being tired. If he makes the mistake of saying anything other than what I instruct him to say he's quickly reminded who's boss by the slap of my strong hand across his face.
Life is so easy when you just say what I tell you to. For so long you've made things so complicated by trying to think with your brain and that pathetic, tiny piece of meat hanging between your legs. Since your little penis reminds me of an ant I'm going to treat it like one. That means crushing it under my sparkling boot while you cry like the little bitch you are. If you're a good boy that I think is capable of learning I'll let you watch a real man fuck me. I have so many ways to train a little loser like you.
Don't forget to say thank you after each painful and humiliating thing I do to you. We both know you love every mean thing I say and do to you. Since you will never be fucking me, your only purpose is to be fucked *with*. If you can't do that right, I have no problem kicking you to the curb.
This is all about me. It has always been and will always be about me. I am the center of your universe and you are a pathetic piece of shit. I just love how you keep crawling back for more. I'm only being mean if I don't enjoy it and I love every second of it.

G is for Gagging

I love being a cocksucker. I just get such a sense of pride feeling a dick get hard in my mouth and then feeling it shoot it's sticky load right down my throat. There are times that I enjoy you just laying there while I service your cock. You can just lay back while I stroke and lick and suck you to ecstasy. Then there are times that I require you being a little more active.
I find it incredibly sexy to be on my knees or squatting down in front of you with nothing but panties on. You're standing right in front of me with your big, hard dick right in front of my face. You're looking down at me and can see how much I want it. I need it. I have my mouth open and my tongue out. You tease me first by slapping the head of your cock against my tongue and rubbing it all over my cute face. Finally when your cock is dripping precum and it's sticking to my cheeks you push the head inside my wanting mouth. I immediately wrap my lips tight around it, not wanting to let it back out. I start sucking.
Once I get the head nice and wet you start pumping it in and out of my mouth. The more excited you get the deeper you push it down my throat. I have a sensitive gag reflex, but I promise my cunt gets the wet the more I gag. The feeling of my throat trying to push your member out just gets you more excited so you push deeper and just hold it there so you can feel my muscles spasm around your shaft. To make it even tighter you wrap your hand around my neck. You're not choking me, just applying some pressure. Like you're jacking yourself off with my throat. It's so hot to be used as a hole to shove your hard meat into. With me being the blowjob artist that I am, I know it won't be long until you spurt.
Where do you want it? Right down my throat? All over my nice big titties? How about my face?

F is for Flesh Against Flesh

I know this may seem weird considering that there is no actual body contact when we play (unless it's a two girl call!). However, there is plenty of flesh rubbing against flesh during our calls. That's what makes me hot.

There are sounds that drive me crazy. The obvious one is your hand pumping up and down your lubed up dick. That wet slippery sound is something I can listen to all day. Sometimes I do. When your cock is really, really hard I adore the sound of your open hand slapping against the head and your shaft. In both cases I can instruct how fast and how hard each one is happening. Sometimes it is just to give you the exact pain or pleasure I require of you. Most of the time I'm playing the conductor and I'm figuring out just the right sounds to maximize my own pleasure. The one thing that always works is the sweet sound of your hands slapping your balls. If you squeeze your balls to make the skin nice and tight then the sound of your palm slapping that smooth surface is almost too much for me. You would not believe how wet that makes me.

If you're thinking this all sounds completely selfish, you're probably right. I usually don't put it that way. In my opinion, you getting to hear my fingers working in and out of my wet pussy should be equally as exciting to you. You may also know that I love slapping my tits around. I promise that is also a very pleasant body contact sound.

What would you like to hear?

E is for Exit Only

I love strap on sex. I love the feeling of power that overcomes me when I pull that harness up my legs. I love looking down at my big purple dildo between my legs. I look and feel so sexy. I love fucking boys and girls with my perfect cock, but there's one thing that is the absolute hottest to me. I completely adore fucking boys up the ass.
It can't be just any boy. I like fucking the boys that don't know how much they want it. The ones that have never had anything up their butts. The boys that tense up just when I push my finger against their tight hole. They ones that say "just suck my cock. I don't want any of that gay stuff". Those silly boys don't know how easy it is to get them to do anything if their dick is hard enough.
All I have to do is suck and play with their cock for long enough and they'll be begging for me to fuck them.
My favorite position is for the virgin to get on all fours. I'm nice at first. I massage his back. I run my fingers over his ass cheeks. I put lube on my finger so it slides in nice and easy. I tell him to relax while I make him watch me strap it on. His eyes always get big when he sees all 7 inches. He says he doesn't think he can take something that big. What he doesn't know is that he no longer has any control. He'll take what I tell him to take. I make sure it's nice and slippery. I get behind him and just push. The first part is always the most difficult. Once the head pops into his asshole it's all easy from there. I force it all the way in just like I said I would. When it's all the way in, I push my big tits against his back and whisper in his ear "You feel like a slut now, don't you?". The feeling is too intense for him to answer, but I can tell by his breathing that it feels better than anything he's ever felt and there's no way he wants me to stop.

So how do you like it? Hard or soft?

D is for Dirty Panties

Pay close attention, boys. You're about to hear some juicy details about me. Some of them you might already know since I readily share my masturbation habits to just about anyone who will listen. Consider this a refresher course. For those of you who don't know, you are about to find out.
I have a particular way that I like to play with my pussy. I have toys which I do use. Some of them vibrate and some of them don't. My favorite toy is and always has been my hands. My fingers always know just the right places to touch and with just the right amount of pressure. With my fingers I get to feel how wet I'm getting. I get to feel how warm I'm getting. I get to feel how tight my little pussy hole is and the way it clenches when I'm having that much needed orgasm.
Not only do I use my fingers, but I also like to keep my panties on. I don't slip them down around my knees. I don't pull them to the side. I keep them just where they are and slide my hand right down the front. It always feels so much naughtier and more secret. It's like at any second someone could walk in and see me laying there on the bed. I'd have to make the choice to either pull my hand out quick and pretend I wasn't doing anything but staring at the ceiling or I'd let my guest watch my hand wiggle inside the fabric.
Even if I did try to hide what I was doing the wet spot in the crotch would be the dead giveaway. When I'm playing with myself the panties catch all of my delicious cunt juice. Absorbing the flavor and the scent of me. Holding it right there for you to enjoy. Can you imagine how soaking wet they get? How yummy they smell?
How could you not want a freshly worn pair for your collection?

C is for Crossdressing

Even when I was a little girl I loved playing dress up. Of course I loved putting things on myself, but I also really enjoyed dressing up my brothers and their friends. I was a very convincing young thing. I could talk the most hetero guy into putting on lipstick and a dress just by being cute.
As I've gotten older I've honed my skills a bit. I've also learned that there are some boys that enjoy being dressed up. The day I learned that my heart was full.
What is sexier than a man in something frilly and lacy and pink? I'm not just talking about panties. I'm talking full outfits. Panties, bras, stockings, dresses, heels, wigs, makeup. The whole deal!
I love picking out the perfect outfit for my breathing paperdolls. I love the blushing that starts to happen when the guy realizes how much he's enjoying the sensation of the girly fabrics against his skin. I love seeing how his body language changes from almost macho into something more feminine as he gives me more and more control. I love stripping all of that masculinity as I add each new piece of clothing. He's giving me all of this power and the more he gives the more I want.
Once I see how hard my outfit has made you then all hope is gone, little sissy. You're in trouble and should be nervous about what happens next.

My favorite call of the night

I hadn't heard from my little piglet bitch boy in about 3 months so I was surprised to hear from him last night. He said he spent so much time away because he's been working hard at his new landscaping gig to make money to play with him.

I had just walked into the YD door so I told him I needed 5 minutes. I love making him wait. While he was waiting for me I told him to get all of his toys, the panties he had purchased from me a year ago (the ones too icky to even describe here), and to kneel down on uncooked rice until we spoke. Of course he did as he was told. He's a pretty good boy.

During our very long call I got to do many things to him. We used a fat, fresh cucumber up his ass. He was so tight since he hadn't played in so long. Then we moved to the piggie tail butt plug(he needs a bigger one or a big black dildo). During this whole time he had a big rubber band tied tight around his cock and balls. Purple is my favorite color so I couldn't help but giggle when he told me that's what color they were turning. Occasionally I would have him snap them just so he was reminded that they were there and who was in charge. My best achievement of the night was getting the little bitch to piss into a condom, letting it overflow onto the floor then drinking the urine and chewing on the condom to make sure he got it all. It's too bad he told me about the salad tongs so of course we had to get those and rubber band them tight around his balls so it's like my strong hands were squeezing hard for the rest of the talk.

So many things happened during our session it's hard to talk about them all. Icy hot was involved for stroking. Dried up urine was licked off the floor. Pubic hair was pulled out. My panties were sniffed and tasted.

I have a fantastic idea for a "Taste of Autumn of the Month Club", but he has yet to be entirely sold on that idea.

He really is a pathetic little slut, but he entertains me so I'll let him keeping talking to me.

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Spring has sprung

The weather here is getting so nice. That means it's back to exercising outside instead of being stuck in a gym. Yesterday was my first day back on the lake. I put on my little walking shorts an a tight tshirt and hit the road. I love the looks on people's faces when the sun comes out. People are dressed a little skimpier so it's almost as if people haven't seen skin before. The slightest hint of cleavage or a skirt that's just a little too short gets men's (and sometimes women's) tongues wagging. It's the best!
Even in a sports bra my big tits bounce when I walk so you can imagine what they look like when I jog. From front to back I looked fantastic and I got the stares from people to prove it. I even caught one extra pervy guy taking pictures of my ass on his camera when he thought I wasn't looking. Silly boy. Doesn't he know that I notice everything???

Teeny, Tiny Schedule Change

Don't panic, boys. I'll still be around for the overnights during the weekend (Thursdays through Sunday), but for all of you that aren't night owls I'm adding an extra evening shift. Starting this week, I'll be available for play on Wednesdays from 2:30pm until 8:30pm. Pacific Time of course. So for all of you "early to bed and early to rise" men, scoop me up while you can. These Wednesday playdates won't last forever.

Vanilla is the spice of life!

As much as I love rough, raunchy, perverted dirty sex acts I feel like regular "vanilla" sex can be overlooked. Especially when I'm talking about my fantasies. When I talk about my fantasies I tend to go big and dramatic. Don't get me wrong, I do love being a nasty little slut and I love having my phone sex slave (slaves is more appropriate.) But, another thing that I do love is what is considered "vanilla" sex. I'm not talking about boring quickies right before bed with the lights off. I'm talking about you between my thighs licking my pussy until I'm soaking wet and writhing on the mattress. I'm talking about taking a comfortable position so I can suck your dick like a pro. Really taking my time to make you throbbing. A handjob might even be a really nice treat. I'm talking about you getting between my legs spreading them open and teasing me with the head of your dick before plunging your hardness inside my tight cunt. Maybe even laying directly on top of me with wrapping my legs around you pulling you into my pussy even deeper. You're holding me so close you can feel my tits bounce against your strong chest. I will always cum when being fucked like this. The best is when we cum together. My pussy squeezing your cock even tighter than before and milking all of your jizz right out of you. I feel so good that even though your cock is super sensitive you can't seem to pull it out of me. I say just leave it there and you can fall asleep on top of me. When you wake up you can just start fucking me again.
Of the many, many types of calls I enjoy this is just one. One on one phone sex is always fun if I'm involved.

Welcome Home

While I was on vacation I was having a conversation with an old friend
about the work I do and why I love it so much. He had a very clear idea
of what he thought phone sex was. He assumed there was some magical phone
sex directory that people either knew about or didn't. The truth is that
there are as many different ways of finding me as there are men (or
sometimes women). The reasons they keep playing and talking and sharing
are even more varied. To me it's like a fun treasure hunt. I, of course,
am the treasure. I've been playing on the phone for quite some time and
still get a kick out of hearing a new voice and learning a new way to
play. I never get tired of sex. It's all fun to me. Everything from
blow jobs, vanilla sex, being a submissive fuckslut, to being one of your
favorite milking mistresses. I was a little tipsy so I'm not sure how
much my point got across. As you may know I have a tendency to ramble,
especially when I'm really horny.

I had only been gone from here for a week but after having that talk and
having some naughty, nasty adventures I couldn't wait to return. I love
sharing my stories with all of you. Wanna hear some of my new adventures?
You know where to find me.

Awwww. Boys are so sweet.

This sweet boy sent me an email apologizing for not having the time or money to call me lately so to make it up to me I asked him to jot down some of my best qualities. I'm hoping this is just the rough draft, but I figured he would want to see his words in print.




Here are some random thoughts I wrote just now:

In the days following our conversations, I find her words echoing in my
mind, altering how I feel and who I am in the direction of her choosing.

She helped me face the fact that every girl I've ever dated cheated on me
left and right, and to understand exactly why, even using their full names
(including middle names!) to hammer it home.

She provided an objective and critical view of my anatomy which has left me
feeling completely horrible about myself, and fully agreeing with women's
negative appraisal of what I have and what I am.

I now realize that my chronic masturbation isn't just a phase, but a life
condition. Thanks to Autumn, I'm now trying to cope with this reality.

Autumn is easily the cleverest girl I’ve ever had the pleasure of speaking
to. What she isn’t is nice. Instead, she’s used her intelligence and
creativity to methodically and very sadistically dismantle my psyche,
rearranging it in a way that amuses her while crippling me. I’ll never be
“okay” again, and I don’t want to be. All I want is for Autumn to chop me up
into even finer pieces.

These are just some of the wonderful things Autumn has done to me.

Autumn is everything to me, I'm nothing to her, and this is as it should be.


Love Always,
Totally Into Men

Vacation!

I'm going to be taking an awesome vacation next week. I know it makes my boys very sad when I'm away, but sometimes I need to take a week away for some fun and fucking. I do always come back with awesome stories, don't I? I'm planning on having lots to share.
If you'd like the dates, the night of March 27th until April 4th. I'll be around Thursday and Friday of this week if you'd like to play before I jet.

Panty Funtime!

Of course I *love* sexy panties. I enjoy all kinds really. Lace, satin, boyshorts, bikini, hipsters and pretty much everything in between. Well not thongs. I've never really gotten into those. That, however, is not my point.
My point is, lately I've become really fascinated with white cotton panties. I only have one pair and I don't wear them as often as I should. I found them at the bottom of my delicate's drawer the other night and decided I should put them on. They felt SOOOO fantastic. Comfy and sexy and innocent all at the same time. They reminded me of when I was much much younger and used to lay in my bed at night and silently rub my pussy to orgasm getting them all wet and sticky. I'd wake up and they'd still be all warm so of course, I'd get myself off again. I'd have to be super quiet since other people were sleeping in the rooms next to me.
Now that I'm older I like to do other naughty things with my unmetionables. Since I've rediscovered my love of soft, white, cotton panties I might have to do a little research on what they can do with and to a big hard dick.

slutling's apology and email of devotion

Recently one of my dear boys made not one, but two mistakes. Make a note, subbies: ladies don't like it when you address them by another girl's name. In order to win back my favor I nicely asked for an email highlighting some of my better qualities as well as a small tribute.

**Dearest Princess Goddess Mistress Autumn**
First of all I want to thank You for Your willingness to take me on for ongoing
long-term training as a lil slutling to serve You and be guided and trained under
Your perfect hand. Additionally I want to thank You for being coming up with
something that was well thought out and fair for slutling to do in order to pay for
his misdeed of wrongly addressing You as this helps slutling know he is under a
Princess Goddess that is going to lovingly guide him through his training and not
take advantage of him. Trust is such an important component of his servitude.
I am actively working on acquiring Your tip and will get this to You as soon as
possible. I would like to express per Your request why slutling would like to serve You Princess Goddess Autumn.
As a sensual submissive into teasing and denial I have had the opportunity to be the
subject of playful teasing and torture by many but rarely does a lil slutling like
myself EVER truly connect with someone that I feel like intuitively knows how to
interact with me and mildly mindfuck and toy with me keeping me EVER on the edge
teasing and denying and torturing me in a loving way. Yet I have to confess I have
NEVER had a bad experience with You either on the phone or merely chatting online.
You seem to ALWAYS know just what to say and do with slutling and how to toy and
tease with him. You come across so playful and easy to communicate with. You
seduce me so easily and make me want to serve You and please You and do what it is
You desire to do with me bringing a smile to Your face. And when that magical
moment happens it is so gratifying. It is an amazing experience for a lil subbie
like myself to be under a perfect princess like You who gets me and pulls that perfect level of servitude out of me. You warm me and make me smile and yet You aren’t afraid to take me down low into that perfect subspace where You have complete control over me. And when that firmness comes out and You force me to slap or spank my balls while at the same time hovering over the edge of cumming without dare leaking then slut feels Your power over him. And when that happens it’s the most maddeningly delicious thing in the whole world!
So when I even think for a moment I might have the chance to be under Your hand for
a mere minute out of any given day or if I’m given an assignment or any semblance of
direction or guidance by You it can be the most amazingly erotic thing EVER!
Now, on to the public apology – there came a time when playing with the girls of
Your Desires (You, Rachel, Bella, Laura, and Molly) became the norm for a little
while. And slutling was being batted around like a like toy mouse by wickedly
delicious little kitties. Slutling’s mind became dizzy and foggy trying to keep up
with the demands upon him. During this time I on more than one occasion, mistakenly
directed IM replies to You, when trying to respond to the demands of Miss Rachel.
This was not only INEXCUSABLE but it hurt Your feelings Princess Goddess Autumn.
And the mere thought of hurting Your feelings in and of itself was what nearly did
slutling in as he ONLY longs to please You…
So please Princess Goddess Mistress Autumn know how humiliated and humbled and
broken slutling is for having hurt Your feelings and he begs Your forgiveness at
every turn. I write this now as part two of two of a penance assignment You have
given me (part one of two being a tribute). So please know how sorry and regretful
slutling is for having fucked up. You bring me low once again and remind me of my
place before You low and at Your perfect feet ever ready to serve and do Your
bidding with focus and attention. Slutling should NEVER for any reason lose focus
and do something so foolish again!
Please help me learn to focus and become the perfect lil slut for You!
Respectfully & Obediently Yours,
Princess Goddess Mistress Autumn’s slutling
xoxo

This could be dangerous

I must have this:


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mmmmm strap ons

Since my birthday is coming up I've decided to treat myself. Little Miss Autumn needed a new strap on. Now I know I probably could have had one of my little sluts buy it for me, but I felt that picking it out myself would be much better. I wouldn't want a guy thinking I was cheating on him because I was bending over another boy. I went to one of my favorite little indie shops here in town so I could touch and feel and try on everything. A cock is not something you should buy online. After browsing for a bit I finally picked one out. It has nice sturdy straps and wraps around me perfectly. I prefer structure over aesthetics when with comes to the actual harness. The dildo however has to be pretty. Shiny purple to be exact. Not too big and not too small. If it's too large it can intimidate some men and if it's too small it doesn't give the stretch I enjoy so much. A nice big mushroom head is a must as well. I like to fuck with the same kind of cock I like to be fucked with. If I see it and it looks like it would feel fantastic in my pussy I get it. This one was/is/will be perfect.
Very soon a very lucky boy will be trying it out. He's not a virgin, but it's been many years since he's been properly fucked so it should be a good time.

Why I love cold winter nights

I think because of the weather people are going to bed much earlier. On the plus side, this means I get to special surprise of men calling in the middle of the night whispering so no one wakes up. I get a thrill out of this because I know I can say whatever I want. No matter how twisted and sick and pervy it is they have to listen. I can only tell from their breathing that they are enjoying my hot talk as much as I am. The only thing better is when they can't talk or touch their cocks at all. All they can do is listen and want me. It gets me so crazy wet.