Dirty Reads

Sometimes I go by Juno. I'm a kinky, pervy, nerdy lady but don't hold that against me. Or do if it feels good. By day, I'm a corporate whore, working for the weekend Loverboy-style. By night, I slut it up. Currently in a D/s relationship. Messages welcomed. Reblog often. Contact your physician if symptoms persist longer than 12 hours. 90% of what a post is my own content, so I don't update often. But when you get it, you get it good. Links of interest... Jerk off to Flash Fiction | Short Stories | Personal Shit I've Written | Pictures Go get you some Belt Porn (with naughty pictures).

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A Rough Throat Fuck

I don’t like rough sex but I love it. 

I was lying on my back, my head tipped over the side of the bed. He was going to fuck my mouth that way and feel his cock slide into my throat, one straight shot, a tight and wet hole on my face for him to enjoy. 

I’m a blow job girl. Most of the time, I can’t get enough. I love pleasing, the moans, the shaking legs. I love the spit and the gagging. I love the noises. Dear sweet jeebus do I love the noises. 

In blow jobs, I feel like I have control. This time. however, I had none. He’d pinned my hands and thrust into my throat hard and deep. I wasn’t controlling entry. He was. 

I panicked. 

“Take it,” he said, twisting my nipples painfully. I gagged and retched as his cock invaded me, took from me.

That’s when I freaked. The. Fuck. Out.

I kicked my legs and started moaning. Tears flowed from my eyes. I was done, I tell you. DONE.

He let me up, softening his face as I turned my head and coughed up a storm into the sleeve of my jacket. I sucked  back spit and snot. My face was a gooey mess.

Done. I’m so done. I’m so fucking PISSED. Fuck that guy. Fuck him. I don’t need this shit. Fuck this. 

He laid back and invited me into his arms. The choice to cuddle your tormenter is a strange one but there I was, curled in his arms while he gentry stroked my head this time. No more tugging my hair to pain. This time, gentleness. He started talking about normal things and soon enough I calmed. 

I was high as fuck. I soared. In that moment, hearing him tell me stories about an old college buddy while his cock softened, my head spun with the endorphin rush. I had spaced out but was now calming. 

He asked if I wanted more. I said yes. He rolled me over on my stomach, hiked up my skirt, and let his hands began trailing down my ass again. 

Fact is, this guy is the scariest guy I’ve ever fucked. But I wanted that. I want to be afraid of his every move, afraid of each touch. 

Fact is, I’m not sure I would have asked for this kind of sex. I thought I wanted it. Then I got it. Every time I do, I’m a scared, spit-faced mess, a ball of tears, a mixed bag of emotion. 

Yet every time I have it, I soar with an unimaginable high that has me floating on clouds the rest off the day and makes for good jerk-off fodder for a long, long time. 

So, you see, I don’t like rough sex, but I love it. 

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Four Painful Orgasms, Ripped From My Cunt

Just what it says here, not much more. I love bondage and restraints, but he didn’t use any. I like being hit, but he didn’t hit me. All he had was a naked me, spread eagled, voluntarily submitting to a Hitachi directly on my clit. 

The first game was fear. He kept turning it on high and I’d whimper whether he put it on my clit or not. I hate high. Please, please, no high. 

The first orgasm was sweet relief followed by instant pain. It hurt. Motherfucker, did it hurt. But he didn’t stop. It remained right where it was, little, nubby Hitachi ball making directly contact with the swollen flesh of my clit. 

It felt like burning, like someone lit my pelvis on fire. It traveled up to my brain and consumed everything. It felt like pleasure gone very, very wrong. I screamed bloody murder and almost wished somebody next door would call the cops. Maybe that would stop the torment. 

Number two didn’t feel good, just a slight bit of relief before excrutiating pain. 

“Is your clit getting numb?” he asked after orgasm three. Quite the contrary. It was getting more and more sensitive. Each post-orgasmic period was more hellish than the last. I had tears running out of my eyes onto the pillow underenath me. I soaked the sheets with sweat. 

Number four. I couldn’t take it anymore. It hurt too much. 

“Sto...” was all I could get out, over and over again. I never said stop. I never used a safeword. I only said what I had the capacity to say. 

“Did you say stop?” he asked. The Hitachi did not move. 

“Yes, stop,” I managed, my hands waving erratically, grasping only at air and the flesh of my stomach. 

“Stop what?” 

...that motherfucker. 

“Please stop the vibrator.” 

And then it was off. Eventually, I could speak again. 

[alotofbeautyinordinarythings]

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I am the product of abstinence-only sex education. 

YOU SEE WHAT THIS SHIT DOES TO YOU???

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Cuckcakes, So Tasty

I want to be your cuckcake. I want to be the girl that fucks your man while you look on, pathetic and ignored. 

I want you to watch as he worships my big, bouncing ass and licks my pussy. I bet he hasn’t licked your pussy in ages, has he? 

I want you to watch as he makes me cum, over and over again. I can’t wait until he cums on my tits or on my ass so he can make you lick it all up for me. If you miss a spot, I’m sure your man will lend me your most expensive lingerie to wipe myself, like a proper lady deserves. 

Okay, you guys, this is fantasy. But I seriously want this to happen. I can only imagine the dreams I can make come true just because I like being a mean, sadistic bitch and am good at it. 

I derive a lot of pleasure knowing I made dreams come true. So maybe I just need to post an ad about this already...

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Nearing 1,000

I’m not there yet but I’m nearing 1,000 followers. 

I should celebrate when I get there. Ideas and suggestions appreciated. 

I love you fuckers so damn much. I’m also way high right now. 

Mwah!

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Slap. And Ruin.

I hate it when he slaps my face. 

I always get defensive when this happens. I want to throw up my own hands in defense. Sometimes I do as a reflex. 

That’s why I like it when he pins or ties up my arms first. 

He won’t slap me until I ask, though. He knows I fucking hate that. He knows how much I hate having to grovel and beg for my own destruction, the kind of pain and humiliation I hate but that makes me cum so hard. 

“Please slap my face,” I said, already teased and soaking wet. 

“You want me to slap your face, you slut?” he asked. I nodded. 

He pulled his fingers out of my cunt and began wiping the wetness all over my face, paying close attention to my nose so I could smell myself. Then he slapped me.

It was soft at first. Then harder and harder, all the while wiping his fingers all over my face. His other hand pinched my nipples painfully. 

“Is that what you wanted, slut?” He asked. His fingers returned to my cunt and I moaned a “yes” loudly. 

He began fingering me, knowing that the slaps, the humiliation of my own cunt being smeared across my pretty face, made me close. I was close. I could feel the tingling in my cunt because I knew a big one was coming on. 

He kept fingering, his speed never wavering. Closer. Closer. Closer. 

I could feel it starting to tip over. He stopped. No more contact, just the agony of my orgasm slipping away from me, ruined. It would have been a big one. He’d been teasing me for what seemed like an hour. I could be clenching and writhing in a big, satisfying orgasm. 

No. I felt it fade a way and I screamed in agony. A little tear escaped my eye. He clamped the cunt hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t wake the neighbors. 

“Are you frustrated now, slut?” he said and pinched my nipple again. 

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Your blog is too cute!

If ass fucking is cute and wrong, I don’t wanna be right. 

Thanks for the compliment!

[thebossbaby-official]

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I need these. Take my money. Just take all my money.

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Butt Slut Chronicles: I Came

I am face down. My head is being forced further and further into the bed. My mouth is parted and I can feel the texture of the sheets on my lips. I try not to drool but this is inevitable.

“Are you ready??” he asks, his cock resting against the tight opening of my ass.

“Yes,” I reply through squished cheeks. He pushes in. His cock slides deeply in my ass, deeper than I expected. I gasp in surprise and fear. What if he thrusts too hard? What if it hurts?

It doesn’t hurt and I’m a little surprised. Part of me kind of wants it to. Part of me wants to suffer. 

He has not touched my clit or my pussy. He said, through an evil smile, that he wouldn’t. He touched my tits a little, sucked and bit my nipples. He helped me worked my favorite butt plug into my ass, stretching myself to accommodate him. 

He teased. He slid his fingers up my thigh, down my stomach, fingertips inches away from my clit waiting to be touched. He didn’t. 

Now his cock is deeply in my ass and he’s thrusting into me, each stroke deep and deliberate. 

“You like it when I fuck your ass you filthy slut?” he asks. I scream in affirmation. 

Yes! I’m a butt slut! Fuck my ass hard!

I wasn’t supposed to cum. I was supposed to leave this experience wet and needy, for he wasn’t going to touch my cunt, even if I begged. I wasn’t allowed to touch my cunt, either. 

I feel it come on. It grips me, starting with the tingles in my head. I feel the orgasm starting, about to consume me. Soon, I explode. My throat strains to scream as loudly as I force it to. My ass rhythmically grips his cock as I cum in great big waves. 

It seems like it only takes a moment. How long has his cock been thrusting into my ass? Five minutes? Ten? 

He shoots his cum deep into my ass and rolls off me. I peel my face off the sheets. I’m dripping in sweat. 

And now I know. I can cum from just a dick in my ass. I bet I’ll be getting fucked in the ass a lot more now. 

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On Slutty Fuckpiggery

There are the light, cute sides of my sexuality that damn near anyone can know. I have a cute Fetlife profile out there where anyone kinky can find me, find my face, find out that I’m into cute, kinky things: bondage! Spanking! Anal sex!

Isn’t it always cute and adorable when girls like to be tied up and take it up the ass???

The more I think about it, though, the more I realize how I’m not giving voice to the dark part, even though it is supposed to be a world full of perverts just like me. And yet here I am, thinking the other pervs will judge me. Why? Just because I want to be treated like a useless fuckpig? 

Yes, feminism is important and I want to discuss this at great length. I also want to be spit on and called dumb for being a woman. 

Yes, all bodies are beautiful and I’m not defined by my beauty (or lack thereof). I also want to be called a fat, disgusting pig. 

Yes, all women should have free agency regarding their sexual choices and their value is not determined by sexual experience. I also want to be shamed for being a slut and mocked for my choices. 

I’m so attuned to the fact that the things that make me wet aren’t socially acceptable. Perhaps that’s why I try so hard to bury them rather than just let them out in a healthy way. 

Still, what I desire can’t be everyone’s cup of tea. Your kink is not my kink and all that. But I still desire it and feel I will not be harmed by it. So why is it still so closely guarded? 

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He Didn't Ask

He didn't ask. He just took. We spent all evening flirting and being sweet with each other. Dinner. Coffee. Jokes. I discussed all the bullshit I knew a lot about. He discussed his bullshit. Friendly. Just... nice. Nice. Operative word, there. The night ended with kisses. Sweet kisses, the kind you'd expect from the end of a good evening. Kisses lead to touches which lead to steamed windows. Then, he just took what he wanted. He pulled the car around to a dark corner and dragged me out of the car on unsteady feet. He walked me over to the hood of the car and bent me over at the waist. A little fear (What if we get caught?!?). Wetness. He lifted my skirt. He pulled out a knife and cut a big hole in my tights and pushed my panties aside. I bit my lip even though he couldn't see. Dripping wet. Then he was inside me. He never asked if he could, just took it. He didn't bother to ask about my pleasure. He fucked hard and deep, smacked my ass hard, and was done right away. I smoothed my skirt down over shredded tights. We kissed. The sweet guy was back. You can't do that without trust. With it, just take what you want. My body is here for your pleasure.

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Confession: Public Slut Edition

I just got an email notification that my string bikini is being shipped to my house as we speak. I don't have what you'd traditionally call a "bikini body"--body shaming of such a term aside--and I've never, not one time, owned a bikini. Never. So why is the tiny little black number being shipped to me as we speak? Well, you can untie the sides and pull it off, even if your hands and feet are bound. And it's tiny and alluring. It's sexy to pull off your clothes to reveal some tiny black triangles of fabric barely covering your bits, fabric that comes right off at the tug of a string. Basically it's me saying that, at some time in my near future, I'm going to get naked in front of strangers and have things done to me while they watch. Naughty things. Ouchy things. Fun things. A slut must be ready.

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Whats your idea of a perfect day?

Fuck. Yes.

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I've got to voice my opinion that you shouldn't take down the blog. It's fantastic, among the best D/s blogs I've ever had the pleasure of reading and fapping to. I'm switchy as well, and I'd love to hear all about what you've been doing to those poor balls - maybe on another blog? Or whatever works for you, of course.

Thank you! Yes, shit gets complicated, sadly. My kink life is now more active than ever at the expense of my fantasy life. And yes, I've been doing some mean shit to very nice men lately. I do have a side Domme blog I never update. However, I might start doing that, especially now that I've tasted sadism and it suits me VERY well. I'll advertise it here if I do, in case any of my followers like a mean bitch.I'm still D/s, just another kind of D/s, really. I do love you guys. Lots and lots.XOXO

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This Is New

Just in case you're wondering about me, I thought I'd give you an update. 

I used to be a secret BDSM fan. Now I'm "out." I know some people in my community and I've been to parties and munches. People out there know my face. This is new. 

I'm not keeping secrets the way I used to. This is new. 

I'm switching and loving it VERY much. I've done some exceptionally mean things to men's balls. This is new. 

I don't have a Daddy the same way I used to. This is new. 

The nature of my personal relationships has changed dramatically and hopefully in good ways, though they could be very bad ways, too. This is new. 

I'm thinking about having to take down this blog since it is a remnant of my old, secret self. 

Thing is, I don't have to take it down, necessarily, but then I'll never get to admit to anyone that what's written here is mine. So I have some tough choices to make. 

If you're out there and have an opinion about this. please reach out. You know I LOVE each and every one of you fuckers. 

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I'm deeply, deeply in love with Hannibal Buress.

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Flash Fiction: The New Babygirl

Daddy brought home a new babygirl and we were both so happy. We both loved watching her sleep, watching her suck Daddy's big cock, watching her cum while I tongued her clit. But Daddy said things were going to change. First, Daddy took away my right to be fucked in my pussy. He said I would only be fucked in the ass and mouth from now on. He kept to that word, sliding his cock out of new babygirl's tight cunt and sliding it into my ass and mouth, never giving me a chance to cum. Then he started being stingy with my orgasms. I'd never cum when we fucked. I'd watch her cum all the time, with his tongue on her clit, with my tongue on her clit, with his cock jammed into her slit. But never me. I'd be ordered to cum on my own hand in public or while standing in the shower for "maintainance." The permissions to cum became less and less until I was going weeks and weeks without an orgasms, all the while submitting to brutal ass and mouth fucking, usually after he tenderly fucked her cunt until she came a few times or after he took a belt to her ass and a vibrator to her clit. We'd both watch her writhe in ecstasy and my pussy would drip. Pretty soon, he was no longer fucking my ass, either, just my mouth. He said ass fucking was now a utility, something he would fuck when new babygirl's pussy and ass weren't available to him and he just wanted to get off quickly. I was no longer allowed the pleasure of cumming, either. These days, I sit at the base of the bed and watch them play and fuck. I lick the cum out of her cunt and off his cock. Sometimes they'll leack cum on the sheets or on the floor and I have to lick that up, too. I think they're doing that on purpose. I get to watch them all the time, kissing, fucking. I see her big tits and tighter ass bounce up and down and shake with joy as she cums time after time and I am left watching their pleasure without any of my own, my denied cunt dripping. And I'm happy.