I stand in front of you, letting you drink in my stockings, heels and suspenders. You take your time looking at every inch of me, drinking in my presence, licking your lips as you think about all the salacious debauchery that awaits you.

I watch you struggle to contain yourself, squirming in your chair as I confidently and calmly stroke your leg with my stockinged feet under the table, all the while maintaining eye contact with the rest of the salivating managers in the meeting.

It kills you knowing that I am not wearing anything under my full skirt, and I relish the breeze on my damp pussy. I ensure that I need to bend over and reach for plenty of important items throughout the meeting.

I make sure you have plenty of opportunity to see the seams of my stockings, knowing how they drive you wild thrills me like nothing else.

I feel your hand on my thigh, eager to touch my skin. I slide your hand under my skirt, making sure you know I forgot to put on any underwear. I love the flush of heat I can see creeping up your neck as you realise how wet I am.

I write an important note on my pad for you: I need you to undress me – slowly.

I have been busily working and doing lots of boring things, but have no fear blog fans, the Minx is back and ready to share her creative juices…

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Thanks Buster for a great poem

An Ode to a Minx…
Some would say we are mad all day
To think about the things we do and say
To want to have the passion and sweat
To have those dreams that are horny and wet
But we tease, we play and drive each other mad
But happy we are and very rarely sad
The nylon and seams you know make me hard
The touch and caress I return is my card
A god and a goddess of passion and porn
We lick, suck and ride on top of my horn.
You twist and turn aching with pleasure
As my cock give you excitement that could never be measured.
So with these lines I pay you the ultimate thanks
For the stiffy you cause that hurts in my pants.
The Minx in you has unleashed the devil in me
Horny as hell and hopeless to flee
For your demands and desires are important to fulfil
A role in enjoy, it would give me a thrill
To watch you come hard and strong
I could sit and play all day long
So passion and pain are hand in hand:
Minx I am here for your every command.

Minx

I have invested in a new corset and some fabulous frilly knickers, and thought it was only fair to share them with you!

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This Week’s Picks
Gross Spelling Errors Turn Me Off
“Here are a few other word issues that come up in sex writing that throw me off and drive me crazy.”

L’Artiste
“I want time to sip my whisky, to drink you in as you unveil yourself, as you offer your body to my steady gaze.”

Learning My Limits (Part 1)
“It hurts. It’s gorgeous. ”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
24-Months of AVN Online, $0

Editor’s Choice
The Few, The Proud, The Pornless

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I want to feel you slide your hands down inside my trousers and feel you gently graze my throbbing clitoris with your fingers.

I want to be panting hard, feeling you breathe down the back of my neck, kissing and biting me as your keen fingers probe my warm, wet folds.

I want to make sure you can feel me come on your fingers as you slide them into my pussy, testing my arousal.

I want to be undressed by you – slowly.

I want to be worshipped by you – feeling you caress me from my spiked stiletto heels to my creamy white thighs.

I want to kneel in front of you and take your cock inside my mouth, feeling you instantly harden at my touch.

I want to revel in the power I have over you, my every touch making you moan and shiver with sheer pleasure.

I want to shock and thrill you, the Minx within wanting to top each act with something more debauched.

I want to be your little whore.

This Week’s Picks
April Showers Bring May Flowers: Part II“As mentioned earlier, this is one of the biggest hurdles to overcome; this is also where mind over matter comes into play.”

Au revoir
“In the life of an eclectic slut, however, these are all warning signs.”

Ode to Anal: Why?
“Really, for me, it was the first, and one of my foremost, all encompassing sexual acts.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Soviet Erotica

Editor’s Choice
Catalina loves Real Women

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My hair is loose around my shoulders and curled just the way you like it, my lips are stained with bright red lipstick, my eyes dark and smoky.

My fingernails are manicured to perfection, every last detail carefully matched to your exacting requirements.

My shoes always seem to bring out the kinky in you and I wear your favourite patent black leather stilettos and relish the gentle ache they instantly produce in my calves.

I am careful to resist the growing urge to stroke and caress my impatient pussy, knowing how you love the first touch to be yours. Instead I delight in the heightened awareness of my clitoris as I become more and more aroused while I wait for you to arrive.

I hear your car in the drive, your key in the door, but do not acknowledge them, understanding that to do so would not meet the high standards of your fantasy.

I feel you standing behind me; hear your intake of breath as you catch a glimpse of me in the mirror. I feel the heat radiating from your aroused body; feel your eyes appraising every inch of me.

You come closer so that I can feel your hard cock straining against the fabric of your trousers. I push back against you, knowing I will be punished for my wanton behaviour but unable to stop myself. I receive a short sharp spank for my sauciness and I struggle to contain both my smile and my groan of pleasure.

“Did you enjoy that?” you ask, and I am torn: do I admit my pleasure in receiving a delicious stinging spank and risk you not administering another, or do I lie and say I didn’t enjoy it, knowing you will have to spank me again for lying?

I decide to lie.

You sit on the bed fully clothed and beckon me to you. Outwardly I appear to be reticent but inwardly I am grinning: the Minx is stirring.

Immediately you put me over your knee and slide your hand under my knickers, caressing my cheeks still pink from their castigation. Your hands squeeze and knead, lulling me into a false sense of security.

I yelp as you bestow me with my first spank - a sharp smack to the top of my thighs. I am desperate for you to spank me again, I long to feel the stinging warmth of your hand and the resulting vibrations deep within my pussy. Instead you begin to massage my cheeks again, this time using the very tips of your fingers to test how turned on I am.

“You ARE turned on! Did you lie to me?”

“No” – this time I can’t hide my grin as you slide your fingers further into my aching pussy and spank me with your free hand. My traitorous body gives me away: you feel my pussy tighten around your fingers as your hand makes contact with my buttocks.

I raise my buttocks towards you, eager to feel your discipline again - you slide your hand underneath me, your fingers irresistibly drawn to my now erect clitoris.

Your expert fingers plough and explore the folds of my pussy, teasing me while telling me what a bad girl I am for enjoying such strict discipline. I can only moan as the familiar pleasure of an orgasm stirs within.

You manoeuvre yourself so that you are laid on top of me. I am trapped underneath you, loving the feeling of being restricted. You are still fully clothed, yet reach down to release your hot cock.

I gasp and moan as I feel your cock’s blunt entry and long to move, to tease and wriggle away from you, but you are strong and restrain me with your body.

You whisper sweet filth into my ear as we both near the point of no return. I feel your hands entwine themselves in my hair, tugging my head back allowing you to nibble at my throat, an act that you know results in an explosive orgasm. I feel my muscles tighten uncontrollably as I am transported on a wave of blissful pleasure. I feel your cock harden inside me and hear your satisfaction as you thrust into my pussy.

“Did you enjoy that?” you ask, and I am torn…