Written by Vanessa Raqs
Written by Vanessa Raqs
Getting naughty with Vanessa…
“What do you like?”, “How would you like to get naughty?”
These are questions which I get asked often, in calls. It still touches me that, while paying for a session, you guys still want to know what you can do to turn me on!
First off…your excitement is most important to me. Knowing that I am hitting the right “buttons” excites me… I get wet knowing that you’re turned on by me, by the naughty things I’m doing and saying. I have found myself getting very hot over things that I’d never have expected would turn me on, simply because the guy I’m playing with, is so into it! I can’t say it enough–if you’re loving it, then I’m getting off on it too!
As for my personal kinks, turn-on’s, favorite roles, and go-to masturbation fantasies…
I love to be dominated!! When a man tells me how he wants to hold me down, tie me up, and make me take it, however and wherever he wants to give it to me…my body turns to lava and I get wet, fast! I’m getting wet right now, just writing about it!
I love to fantasize about being the teen babysitter, schoolgirl or cheerleader… Being seduced by the older neighbor or, hell, the entire college football team!
Yep, these are the kinds of things that this naughty housewife daydreams about, while she’s home alone, taking breaks from her chores…
And…I really love anal sex! Some of my best, most intense orgasms have happened during anal sex, while I use a favorite vibrator on my clit. We are talking scream-inducing, uncontrolled climaxes, here–tell me you’re going to make me take it all, up my tight, sexy ass, and listen to me lose control!
Oral? Oh, yes! On you? Yes please!! I can’t tell you how many times I’ve made myself cum, masturbating to the thought of a man gripping my hair, to hold me in place, while he cums in my mouth or all over my face!
I respond very well to passionate scenarios… The more you want me, the more you want to do dirty, naughty things to me…the more responsive and excited I am going to get.
As you have likely already realized, I also really love toys… Vibrators, dildos, Benewah balls…did I mention vibrators? I really love vibrators… There is one next to me, right now, which is looking extremely tempting, while I write this!
Despite being primarily submissive, I have been surprised often, by how turned on I get by the idea of tying someone else up. Of making you endure my will. I must even admit to experiencing an adrenaline rush from being sexually dominant and even cruel. I am most comfortable in a submissive role but I suppose we all have the capacity to get high off of power. I am no exception.
Being a PSO (phone sex operator), I expect that it should come as no surprise when I tell you that money turns me on, also. I even love to read about courtesans, geisha, and other professions like my own throughout history. The thought of a man giving me cash so that he can take his release with me, is hot! I mean, REALLY! Hot!
Heard enough about what I like best? Okay…
I am also quite good with role-play. I am intelligent, articulate and skilled with storytelling. I enjoy being a new character. I am very comfortable with make-believe. My vivid imagination and well-developed inner eye, will put me right there in the fantasy with you! Want me to be someone in particular? Want to fulfill an elaborate fantasy which is unobtainable in our daily mundane lives? Want to try something new, naughty and daring, in a safe manner? I am very willing to help you with that…
I enjoy mutual masturbation, masturbation instruction, telling you what I am doing to myself or what I would like to be doing to you…
I adore the girlfriend experience! I am sweet, affectionate, romantic, extremely appreciative of being spoiled, eager to please and I love to build a bonded relationship with my guy.
I’ve tried many new things, since becoming a PSO. It has been my aim to push my own boundaries, explore new things… Everyone has limits, of course, but I try to take my own with a grain of salt. When it comes to trying anything truly new or uncomfortable, I gain courage from information. The more I know, the better I can settle into the role. If you are unsure about my ability to take on whatever it is you have in mind, don’t hesitate to contact me. I’m very easy to talk to. I am sweet, caring and encouraging. I don’t bite… Unless asked to! And, when I do, be assured that I enjoy it!!
So…what are you looking for?
Adventures in Marriage ~ ONE ~ She’s Ass-king for it!
Written by Vanessa Raqs
Excerpt from Dina’s Fuck Journal:
I’d decided to introduce Mark to my high-school cheer uniform and, I must admit, even though I workout regularly and watch what I eat, I was nonetheless amazed that I could still squeeze into it after all these years! Sure, the hem barely concealed my ass, but at 29 years old, I still look smokin’ in it!
Slipping into the short, pleated white, blue and gray outfit, I paired it with white knee-high socks, clean white sneakers, and bound my strawberry blond hair into the obligatory pigtails. Beneath the skirt, I hid a surprise for my husband–a pair of sweet white lace boyshort panties which came high enough in back to expose the round bottoms of my tanned, toned ass cheeks.
Quietly, I sneaked downstairs to find Mark lounging on the couch in jeans and an open plaid shirt. My carpenter works hard and it definitely showed on his toned chest and deliciously flat abs. I couldn’t wait to play!
Addressing him as though he were a neighbor, and in my sweetest teen girl voice, I caught his attention by saying “Hey…Mr. Jones?”. Glancing up at me, his brief look of confusion changed quickly to one of shock and delight!
I shyly approached, coming to stand before him, between his spread knees. Not taking his eyes off my legs, where his gaze was fixed on a location just below the hem of my skirt, he clicked the TV remote to “off”. I saw his mood shift from relaxed to predatory. Perfect.
I pouted, telling him “I got kicked off the squad today… Captain told me my ass got too big over summer break. She said I couldn’t be in A squad anymore. She told me that my ass was good for nothin’ if it’s this big… You don’t think my ass is good for nothin’, do you, Mr. Jones?”. I turned to give him a view of just how scantily covered my rounded ass was in the tiny skirt. It was true after all, even if I had stayed in excellent shape all these years, that my ass was bigger than it had been in high school… His fingers went immediately up the back of my skirt and brushed the lace beneath. My pussy throbbed at the contact.
Mark told me darkly “I can think of a few things that your ass is good for, baby…”.
“Really? Like what?” I asked over my shoulder, while I began to make my way back to the stairs. Mark rose from the couch, following, stalking me with a predatory gaze. I was careful to stay ahead of him, just out of reach as I made my way to the second floor…like a proper little prick-tease. A prick-tease who would soon get exactly what was coming to her.
When he caught up with me in the bedroom, he didn’t hesitate. He pressed himself against my back, wrapping his arms around me and sliding his hands down my body, fingers seeking the edge of that skirt. His cock was rock hard against my back, so I gasped playfully, asking “Mr. Jones! What are you doing! You shouldn’t touch me that way… Daddy will be so angry if he finds out”.
Mark’s lips curled into what I suspect was a wicked smile, against the top of my head “Are you going to tell him, little Dina?”
“Well…..no.” I admitted, trying to sound convincingly uneasy. I struggled to keep the smile out of my voice.
He pulled me towards the dresser, opened the top drawer…and extracted a familiar bundle of nylon rope. I effected a nervous frown, asking him ” Wh-what’s that for?”
“To make sure you stay put while I show you what that juicy round ass is really good for.”
“But…what if I don’t want that?”
“It makes no difference. I mean, you can try to get away, of course–” he said “but I’ll catch you…and it will just make me want to fuck you harder”.
So, naturally…I tried. Ducking beneath his arm, I barely took one step before he locked an arm around me and easily wrestled me down onto the bed, face to the matress. He held me down with his knee while he guided my arms up over my head. He began wrapping the rope around my wrists. My breaths came faster. I was too turned on by this point to try making a break for it again. Those little white lace panties of mine, were soaked!
Once my hands were bound, Mark, remaining in character, asked me how old I was. Feeling scandalous, I told him “I’m 15”. He asked me if anyone had ever licked my pussy before. I told him “My boyfriend did once but we almost got caught and he had to stop…”
“Well, no one is going to find us here and I am certainly not going to stop” Mark replied. Then said “You’re going to get that pussy licked properly this time”. He reached beneath my pleated skirt and began to drag down the lacy white boyshorts, making a growl of approval as he did so. He slid them down my legs and off, tossing them to the floor. He pulled my legs open, none-too-gently, and settled between them. He pushed the skirt up over my ass, sliding his fingers between my ass cheeks as he did so. Pressing his face into my ass next, he began tonguing my tight little asshole…he paused just long enough to say “Oh, little Dina…I’ll bet no boy ever did this to you before. You must feel so dirty…and you should”. I squirmed, moaning. It felt fucking amazing! Then, before long, he moved down to make good on his earlier promise.
Working a finger into my tight little asshole, he sucked and nibbled my clit, making me whimper and cry out. His finger slowly moved more deeply into my ass while he ate me aggressively. On the verge of cumming, I ground my pussy back against his face. Abruptly, he stopped, earning my whine of protest. An evil chuckle was his only reply.
He rolled me over onto my side then. Readjusting the rope, he brought my wrists down in front of my chest, crisscrossing the dangling lengths of rope. He drew them up around my neck then down my back, crossing them again before binding my ankles. He left a generous amount of slack.
Part of the reasoning for that slack became clear when he pulled my wrists down so that my hands reached to between my thighs. He then handed me my hot pink, rabbit-style vibrator. Leaning close, he said softly against my ear “You’re going to fuck yourself with that, little girl”.
With a quiver in my voice, I asked “What are you going to do to me?”.
He undressed, making me wait for the answer. All the while he kept his eyes on me; the weight of their intensity making me ache. Finally, he wrapped a hand around his incredibly hard, nearly-eight-inch cock, and said “Baby, I’m going to fuck you with this. But, I’m going to put it deep inside that sweet round ass of yours. You’re going to go home tonight with my cum dripping out of your ass, down your pretty thighs, and you’ll still be feeling what I did to you, tomorrow morning when you walk to school”.
Damn, role-playing with Mark is hot!
I protested, telling him “It’s too big to put there and it’s wrong! Please, Mr. Jones! It won’t fit, it’ll hurt and I’m scared”.
“It doesn’t matter” a wicked grin curved his delicious lips. “You’re getting it up your tight ass, whether you want it or not…and I will make it fit”.
He pushed the vibrator between my legs and slid it straight into my very wet pussy. He expertly turned it on, setting it to my favorite setting. Then he wrapped my own fingers around the base. I had to concentrate hard on not cumming immediately.
He slid a blindfold over my eyes next–I hadn’t even seen him take that out–and I soon heard the wet sound of him applying lubricant to the length of his cock. I listened hard, the lack of seeing made me hyper aware and my anticipation built to a new intensity.
Then, I felt the head of his dick pressing firmly against my asshole. I couldn’t help it–I shivered, excited. He hesitated only seconds, waiting for the initial resistance of my body to recede…then he was pressing his hard length inside of me.
He began to move deeper inside, then out, then back in…I moaned like the wanton little whore that Mark always turned me into. The vibrator in my pussy…Mark, making me take it up the ass… It felt incredible!
I told him “Too big…it’s too big…”.
He leaned forward to whisper his smug reply–“I’m not even all the way inside of you yet”. I whimpered. He loved it, fucking me faster, going deeper with each thrust until he was indeed all the way inside me. So…deep…inside of me.
While Mark’s shaft moved in long strokes, inside my ass, and my vibrator relentlessly massaged my clit, I was soon taken over with a seemingly endless, intensely-consuming, orgasm. I screamed through it, knowing the neighbors would hear, but didn’t care. It was insane, rendering me utterly helpless! Mark let loose something like a war cry, cumming hard soon thereafter. I could tell that it was one of the best orgasms he’d ever had. As mine was for me.
We lay there for a time, catching our breath. Eventually, Mark pulled out of me, smoothed a lock of my hair and began removing the blindfold, rope and vibrator. He was no longer the lecherous, hot older neighbor. He was again my husband. He lovingly kissed my forehead and murmured against my skin “I’m going to go clean up, then pour you a nice hot bubble bath, love. Rest here until I come get you”. With a boyish smile he rose from the bed and left. I practically purred my delight, watching that man’s gorgeous ass while he walked away. I own that ass, I thought happily. And damn, if he don’t own mine right back!
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