Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

  It’s a long, lonely walk up those stairs, isn’t it? You stand there and sigh. You can feel your cock growing stiff. He’s up there, just as fucking cute as can be. You go back to your den. You try to look at some porn. Porn isn’t very satisfying, when you can’t look at the dark stuff. You are shaking as you go on the special section of The Dark Web. You quickly turn it off and snort up a line.

Now you are pacing the floor. You try, and calm down with a drink. She won’t be home for another 2 hours. Maybe just a peak in his room. More liquid courage and another line. You finally summon up the courage to call me. 

Follow me up the stairs. Come on, because you know you are craving it. 

                   Call me to make all your dark, disturbing, and twisted fantasies come true. Why deprive yourself, when you can call me?

Written By: Poison Ivy

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         My married lover loves to see my cute pink lip prints all over his body. I love to kiss every inch of him, leaving my shiny lip gloss everywhere. It makes him smell so sexy too from all the different scents.

Have you ever been so fucking horny, that nothing else matters? You know that kind. Where you just don’t care if you forget to shave, or wash perfectly, you just want to fuck!

We were really getting into it. My lips, and tongue were everywhere. As I began kissing back up his body, I noticed my gloss no longer smelled like vanilla and mint. It sort of smelled earthy. I looked at his chest and the pink lip prints had turned to brown. I could try and hide it. Maybe apply some more pink gloss to my lips.

Was it from him or me? He’s eating my ass out so good, that I stop thinking about it. It feels so good with his tongue buried deep in my shit. He comes back up and kisses me deeply. It definitely isn’t my gloss I feel and taste. His cock is buried in my ass and he is pounding me. I hear him moan to give it to him. He came so fucking hard while his cock was buried in my shitty ass.

 

  

Written By: Delaney

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             Oh no! Christmas is over and you didn’t get anything you wanted from Santa. Do you know why that is? It seems you’re a big ole perv and Santa didn’t understand your present requests. You have bags and bags of chocolate candy now. You don’t even have a sweet tooth so what the heck was he thinking? 

I just hate seeing you so disappointed. Don’t worry, I knew exactly what you were begging Santa for. Not exactly chocolate, but just as sweet, and tasty. I’ve been preparing for you and trust me, your present will be huge! 

               It does seem however, that part of your present is on the sexy cock of my boyfriend. Let me rub it all over your face. Oh my, I see that clitty growing in your pants. 

Written By: Delaney

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             Christmas is the most fucking annoying holiday. It’s like the annoyance hangs over Halloween, and then fuck it’s that day again.

What annoys me about it all?

Let’s start with the fucking bells.  Bells, fucking bells wherever you go. I came up with a fun little game. I call it Slay Bells. I know, I like drinking games as much as anyone, but this is far more twisted, and will excite my dark little heart.

Every time I hear a fucking bell jingling, I commit a gratuitous act of violence. Violent Night has nothing on me, when I am pissed!

There we have it. Big, fat pedo Santa ringing his bell and I am already seeing RED! I get him alone and shove the bell up his big, fat ass. That was fun, the perfect way to bring some holiday cheer. 

I truly despise malls. That’s where I will go next. Elves ringing bells? Time to get totally violent and creative. Come here Mrs. Santa, I want to play!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

     While taking a long walk in the cemetery to clear my head, I came across it. A little hand in the dirt pile. I carefully cleared away the dirt and there she was. Tiny, fragile and blonde. I touched her hand and she was cold. She must have been carelessly buried days ago, as rigger has passed. 

A closer look revealed that she was undressed and dressed again after perhaps?  She had such pretty blue eyes. I wonder what they looked like in her last moments. Was she scared? Or was she happy to die? 

I remove her clothes to get a better look. She has such adorable little nipples. I wonder if I flick my finger over one. Did her eyes just flutter? I wonder what a dead girl’s pussy would feel like? What would it taste like? This is definitely something I have always wanted to do. I slowly and gently place a kiss on her lips. Her dead smell is intoxicating. I feel my heart beating out of my chest, as I kiss my way down. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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 I wonder what you would see if you were a fly on my wall? You would see me dancing in my lingerie, you would see me doing fashion shows for my dolls, but most of all, you would see me finding sexy ways to get myself off. Girls my age get very horny, and sometimes my sweet little hand just isn’t enough.

Sometimes I take items from the kitchen. Maybe a turkey baster, or a carrot. Then I can eat the carrot for a tasty treat. Those things worked but, I needed more. Then it happened!  It was a night I will never forget. 

I saw this video of a girl and her bedpost. The girl was so cute, with little tits like mine. First, she sucked it like a cock. Oh, I wonder if it tasted like her pretty pussy? Then she began to grind against it. My hands went in-between my legs, as I watched.

OMG!! Now she is treating it like a big, hard cock. She slowly slide down on it. OMG, could I do it like that? I wonder? 

Written By: Teen AJ

So many thoughts in your head tonight. You are finally alone with her. You climb the stairs to her room. You can hear yourself breathe in the quiet of the empty house. You open her bedroom door, it creaks loudly. You are hoping the pills you put in her dinner will keep her asleep.

Fuck, is she tiny. You think she looks so sexy in her pink sleep shorts and top. You can see the outline of her tiny nipples under the thin material of her little shirt. You stop for a second and start of leave the room.

You can smell her now.  It is intoxicating. What is that smell?  Some sort of little girl body spray? Her lips are shiny. Maybe just a quick kiss.

You pull down the covers all the way. The outline from her sleep shorts, you have to touch it. You start to leave her room, but you hear my voice in your ear.  Just fucking do it, no one will ever know.

Written By: Poison Ivy

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Everyone at some point in time has felt some attraction to something dark. Whether you were turned on by some evil movie or perhaps you were looking at the dead womans boobs for too long during a body viewing.  These little nasty thoughts are what most people try to ignore and bury deep down inside. 

No need to do that with me.

Death is beautiful, as are all things dark. It is sensual, sexy, and satisfying. Killing is even more beautiful. Snuff is an artform to be appreciated deeply.  Let’s create some art together…

Written By: Maddox

            Don’t you just love dark chocolate?  The way it feels in your mouth, the way it tastes on your tongue? There’s absolutely nothing like it. I gave my new boyfriend a special treat of it, and now that’s all he craves.

At first, it was just a fun little surprise to add to our fucking. I pushed a dark chocolate candy in my adorable ass and left it for him to pull out with his tongue. He was so excited and asked for more. I pushed 5 more into my bottom. As he ate, he begged for more. When they were all gone, he said he had 7 candies. There were only 5. 

This was a mystery for certain. I pulled him close and kissed his lips. That didn’t taste much like chocolate, but something else. I giggled softly to myself when I figured out what happened. At the same time, he did as well. He then grabbed me, pushed me down on my bed. He begged me for more of my special home made treats.

Written By: Delaney

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I have come to the conclusion that I am a expert at surprising naughty little sluts and raping them until they’re crying. I capture the girls and pull them into secluded spots to abuse their bodies. I rape them hard and fast, pumping their pussies and sometimes their assholes while the girls cry because it hurts so much with my huge fucking strap-on! I wear the little whores down and turn them into their personal fuck holes.

The forced sex tends to get brutal and if the girls put up a fight they’re smacked around even more, beaten up until they bleed. It’s abusive but there’s nothing hotter than a hot rape with a little bit of blood (you know how much I love blood).

When I’m done with them I usually leave them there naked and crying their eyes out. I walk away hearing her cry for help. I keep walking with my strap-on in my hand, feeling all the anal and pussy juice from my victim. I love taking their innocence away. God, I fucking love it!

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Written By: Maddox

When I was in school, my English teacher used to give us special assignments where we would follow people. Then we would report on what we think is their life. We would take all the details and write a short story. That was one of the few things I enjoyed in fucking classes. 

Even after I left school, I still would do it on my own. I found I loved stalking people. Sometimes, it would get me so excited I had to fuck myself right after. Overtime, stalking became boring.  I need more to get the sexual rush I craved. 

I began breaking in their homes.  I would steal pills, money, jewelry and such. I would go into their devices and add  and delete things. That was fun for a while, but like all things, I got bored of it. 

When I got bored of that, I began breaking into their homes at night with them asleep. I grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and quietly went up the stairs. They were sleeping soundly. I woke the man up with my hands on his balls. He tried to scream, but can’t. I smile, and stab him several times. His wife is next.

Make sure to lock your doors tonight. Then again, why bother. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I’ve been very dominate lately. As much as I enjoy doing the taking, I’ve missed being used. I’m a true switch, after all. Turning a man into my personal sissy makes me so hot, but so does having my holes abused. I’m long overdue for a good pounding. I need to have my limits pushed and challenged.

My hand is already between my legs thinking about the last real fucking I took. He had tied me down tight, leaving me at his mercy. He circled the bed looking at my nude body, stroking his cock. He straddled me and started slapping my tits. I squealed and squirmed underneath him when he began to twist my nipples, hard.

Once he had me shaking, he thrusted his hard cock between my tits. He pulled my hair until my mouth fell open for that huge purple head. His hand went behind me and started to finger fuck my aching pussy.

Right as I was about to cum, he pulled his fingers away. I screamed and arched my hips, needing to explode. He laughed at me and slapped my face, smearing my juices all over my cheeks. My begging and pleading only turned him on and he blew his load all over my face and neck. Then he left me there. Covered in his cum and dying for release. He spent the rest of the night torturing me like this, until he finally allowed me to cum.

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Written By: Ginger

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The men and women in my life try so hard to forget me. The places I take them terrifies them, but it also excites them more than they ever thought possible. For that reason you must take your Poison with your pleasure.

Your hand is shaking, you say “hello” in this little scared voice. 

You start with questions, way to many fucking questions. I promise you, I will make you use a ball gag if you don’t shut up with the annoying questions.  

Now you are doing all the tiresome things men do when they don’t want to be honest with me. Nothing is too extreme or violent for me. You cannot shock me, you never could. You like them young? Silly, stupid man. So do I. 

After our call, you might try to forget me. You can’t, can you?   Be brave for once, take what it is you crave. 

Written By: Poison Ivy

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I like my phone sex rough, extreme and most importantly kinky. I need to get my hair pulled and my ass slapped hard. That means I like my men well hung. I turn into a naughty little sex pot when it involves a huge, thick cock. The bigger, the better. My pussy craves it and so does your cock.

Some guys think I’m a bit too forward but the truth is I know what I want and what my body needs.

Just a few of my deviant fantasies for tonight are extreme age-play, sexy accomplice, dirty role-plays and nasty fetishes.

Do you think you can handle a naughty nymph like me? Call and find out.

Written By: Arianna

It’s been so much fucking fun dressing you up and bending you over. I think you’re ready for so much more. Look at my bitch in her pink thong and pink patent mini skirt. You have finally mastered walking in your sexy, pink 6 inch pumps. The fucking thing is, I am bored with it all. I need so much more to stimulate me.

It’s time you went out and earned your keep. You hardly resemble a man anymore. You’re so fucking small, your dick can pass for a clit. Now if you only had tits to go with the big clit. I hand you your hormones and you swallow without question. The body hair is thinning out and you have perfect 34 C’s. 

You question why men are arriving. You thought you were all dressed up to go out. I explain we will be going out, but first you need to be broken in. Your eyes light up at the thought of a real flesh and blood cock. Your mouth is beginning to water. My bitch is actually drooling over the thought of all those cocks. 

Now, I dare you to hit the streets and pimp your sexy ass out!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Aren’t you just the cutest fucking man. How fucking small are you?  I could pick you up and toss you like a rag doll. It excites you to see how tiny you are standing next to me.

You glance at my strong, muscular thighs and wonder if they could pop your head like a pimple. The sexy things I could do to those frail bones of yours. The veins in your tiny neck are sticking out so much, I could hit them tossing my knife. 

I wonder if you would pass out from the pain before I snapped all your frail bones. Let’s fucking find out.

  I take your hand in mine and bend it back till bones snap. Then I take you hip in my hand and standing behind you I snap your hip bone. It’s okay, I can hold up your tiny little body. Of course, it’s more rewarding watching you fall to the hard floor. 

    My favorite part is his tiny feet. The pain I can inflict on those is unbelievably exciting. With him on the ground, I begin jumping up and down on his thin chest.  Sexy!  I just love the sound of breaking, and splintering bones. 

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

  Come on now, you surely didn’t think that I was the one late with rent. I’ve been renting to this rather sexy man for a few months now. He’s been late every fucking month and I can’t have that. It’s time we had a little chat about what I expect. 

He arrives home to see a moving van sitting out front. Then comes the whining, and begging for more time. So fucking predictable. 

I tell him that maybe there’s a little something he can do for me to fix this issue. The fucking fool, begins to unzip. Yeah, that isn’t what I want from him but I do need to see what I’ll be working with.

I tell him to strip and show me what he has to offer. Not bad, but I need rent money. I tell him that I plan on pimping him out and then he’ll never be late with rent. He’s very excited now.

I tell him his first client is at the door. A few large men arrives. He pays and I bring him into the room. My renter is a bit confused now. His client is now the one unzipping. Both our eyes go wide when we see how fucking big he is.

My renter now tries to run. We simply can’t have that.  My rather large friend ties him to the bed and the nasty fun begins. A line is now forming, which gives me a fucking fab idea.  

Care to find out what happens to men who don’t pay their rent on time?  Let’s fucking play.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

I might be young, but I’m very experienced in the deviant side of phone sex. I love it hard, fast, and raunchy. The nastier and dirtier the better. Pissing, fucking, fisting, anal, rape, torture, kidnapping, forced, gang bang, bukkakae, what the fuck ever.

Do you want to be the man next door who busts open the sweet little cherry of his favorite little girl in the neighborhood? How about making that bitch at work fall to her knees and gag on your cock while she struggles to break free from your grasp? Perhaps, you want something softer? Romantic? Anything you want, I can provide.

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Written By:  Shauna

     Growing up my parents always told me that I was a very strange child, with my black hair, and pale skin.  They basically ignored me till the day daddy caught me playing with my dolls. That was the day he began paying so much more attention to me.

               I made little whips, and strap-ons for my female dolls.  I stripped all the boy dolls, tied them up in various ways then put the whips in the girl dolls little hands.  They all looked so cute.  When ever I played like this, I could feel a wetness between my legs. What was that about? 

Phone sex daddy asked me if he could play dolls with me. I guess maybe daddy felt bad and was trying to get closer to his baby girl? First, we had a special tea party and then we began to play. Daddy asked me if I ever wanted a life size boy doll to play with. Can you imagine that he wanted me to do the things to him, that were being done to my male dolls. 

As you now can see, I was made to be a Dominatrix.  From the time I was a wee girl with my dolls to now, my aim in life is to have a lovely basement full of men to torture, and fuck. Delicious!

Written By: Lady Rayne

I have a new caller, GM. He called me because he needed someone to push him to be the good cock sucking little fag that he so desperately wanted to be. He had tried setting up meetings with tranny’s to service their cocks, but could never pull the trigger.

He called me begging for me help. I did what any good pusher would do and told him that if he didn’t do it, I was going to start releasing his info. He didn’t want that! What would his girlfriend think if she found out he wanted to be submissive to a big dick shemale?

He promised me that he was going to keep the appointment he made to PAY to suck she-cock. He called back a couple of days later and I couldn’t wait to hear all about it… except he disappointed me. He didn’t do as I asked. He wimped out and sat in his car. I was furious when I heard this! I told that he had 24 hours to fix it or I was going to make good on my threats.

A couple of hours later, I not only got another call from him, but I also got picture proof that he had obeyed me. I was very pleased. To reward him, he’s getting a nice blog telling him what a good, good boy he is…. but he also got a new assignment. I’m waiting. You know what I want and what I’ll do if you don’t make me happy.

 

Written By: Anna

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