The Queen Of Chaos


I like messing with people's heads and I do it whenever I can. I've always done it- especially with men. In high school guys actually warned one another about me, that I would do anything to mess up their lives. It didn't matter though. They all came to me anyway and I really did mess up their lives as best as I could. I got them to give me gifts, to fight over me, do schoolwork for me, you name it- and they never got what they wanted. It was all carefully orchestrated chaos. I actually had the nickname princess of chaos. No one ever said it to my face, but I kind of liked it.

My specialty in college was fucking other girl's boyfriends. Once I even recorded on audiocassette this stuck up bitch's guy telling me my pussy was tighter and hotter than hers as I fucked him. I savoured the puzzled look on her face when I handed her the cassette.

I've graduated from college now and I recently got engaged. I suppose I have matured a little and I've proven that I'm capable of building meaningful relationships, but I really can't see myself ever being an innocent little housewife.

My fiancée doesn't know about my evil nature, but he is the submissive type. I'm sure he knows me well enough not to be surprised by anything in my past, and I'm also sure a lot of the stuff he will inevitably find out about will turn him on.

But proving to myself that I can be a good girl and actually being a good girl are two different things. After being completely faithful to Derek (my fiancée) for six months I found myself getting the urge to make sure he'd come home and find me with some well-hung biker. I didn't- I just wanted to. Instead of ruining what might be the best relationship of my life I decided to find a guy on the Internet and fuck with his head instead. That way I get to be a bad girl without any consequences. I love the Internet; it's made life a lot easier.

Anyway, I joined Adult Friend Finder and I set up a weekend date with this really hot red neck I'll call Stan. I think everyone knows the type- tall, dark, completely homophobic, and dumb as dirt. I love the South, it's full of 'em.

I made sure he never got too close to me on our date, and I always spoke in the lowest tones that I possibly could. You see, I saw a daytime talk show where they brought out transvestites and asked the audience if they could tell if it was a woman or a man. Of course there were some real women mixed in and the transvestites were so good it was actually impossible to tell. I got the idea for my latest head-fuck about two minutes into the show. I've always had a manly jaw.

I taped the episode and when Stan showed up for our date (my fiancée was out of town on business) I had it playing in the VCR and made him wait in the living room while it was on. He didn't mention anything, but it was obvious it made him uncomfortable. Other than the game I was playing, it was a pretty standard dinner & movie, fuck me & leave me kind of date. I was very careful not to let him get too close to me the whole night and I wore a high neck sweater as if I was covering up an adam's apple. It was obvious about an hour into our date that he was really wondering if I was a man.

There were moments when I actually found myself laughing at him (and at my attempt at a pseudo male voice). I felt very weird, and yet because it seemed to be working I had a great time.

We went back to my place and I invited him in. He came inside, but he was very reluctant. We hadn't even kissed yet and I led him straight to the bedroom without saying a word. I then got down on my knees and pulled out his cock. I gave him head and slowly worked my index finger up his butt. He resisted, but when I took him to the back of my throat he relaxed and I brought him to the brink of an orgasm.

That's when I got up and told him to lie down on the bed. He did as he was told. It was really dark- dark enough that I could barely see him. I pulled my skirt off and with my back to him I sat on the edge of the bed and reached down and picked up the nine inch cock shaped dildo I had strategically placed under the bed earlier.

I then leaned over and resumed sucking him off, hiding the dildo up against the bed. When he told me he was just about to cum I stopped, sat on the bed again with my back facing him, and started jacking him off with my hand. I then asked him to play with my pussy and placed the dildo between my legs. He moaned he was too close, but I insisted and he reached around just as he was cuming. He actually let out a little scream like a girl and jumped as his hand touched the dildo. Cum must have been flying everywhere too because it was all over the place when we turned the lights on.

I've never laughed so hard in my whole life. He was really good about it though and we had a wonderful night of fucking. Sort of as a consolation, and a continuation of my role switching I let him fuck me in the ass. It was wild.

Stan and I had a few more wild weekends, but I dumped him last week. He was a really good fuck and I almost decided to cancel my engagement. Almost. Even though Stan turned out to be a lot cooler than I originally guessed, he was still just a diversion. It's no big deal, at least for me- there are a lot more guys out there to fuck with. It's a lot of fun to be evil.


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