Author: Ronnie

Ronnie Learns To Peg

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Fucking is something everyone does, but since working here and learning about the depths of people’s kinkiness, I’ve been so curious about pegging. To peg a man with a silicone cock must make a woman feel so powerful. I thought about how it all would feel long before I had the opportunity.

How straight my back would be when I moved behind my target, confident and fueled by power. It’d course through me on a wave of adrenaline. I imagine how my small hands would feel smoothing over a man’s backside. His ass! Something I never really thought a man would let me touch. Not the men on the farm, at least.

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Amy John is my best friend in the world; every year after Christmas, her family takes a tropical vacation. Just to start the new year off right, I guess. I wouldn’t know, when you own a farm you can’t really get away. Lots of critters depend on you for food and cleaning, so I’d never really been able to get away like that.

Amy said it was a terrible shame I’d never been on a real vacation before, and she asked her folks and mine if I could go with them this year. They said yes! I was so excited to go on vacation with the Johns until I realized just how much it would cost me.

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It may be the middle of the winter, but there is just something so fun and undeniably carnal about a date to an ice cream shop. First, it’s a low-commitment kind of date. I know I can leave whenever I want, and I’m going to feel safe in a very public space. Second, it’s just a little gluttonous, but in a delightful way. Delicious fatty treats of my perfect favorite flavor. But it’s really about seeing what your tongue is capable of.

I will absolutely insist you get a cone. Secretly, it’s because I’m sitting across from you, judging you as you eat your ice cream. I’m wondering how that frozen muscle would feel against my searing hot clit. I need to know how that jaw is going to feel as it slides against my pussy as your nose brushes my button, and the tip of your tongue finds its way to the top of my sweet delight.

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After my spanking ordeal, word got around school that I was a bad girl and Mr. R had spanked me. I was only partially humiliated by this. It also kind of made me feel naughty, and I’m finding, I LIKE to feel naughty.

A few days after the rumors calmed down, Rebecca called. “Hey girl, I heard you got spanked by Mr. R. You need to be careful because he gets excited by it. Like REALLY excited. If it happens again, peek around the corner when he enters the back room, and you’ll see what I mean.” Her warning confused me. Did Mr. R get excited by giving spankings the same way I do? Was he touching himself after? I had to find out.

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Does Anyone Just Make Love, Anymore?

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Does anyone just make love anymore? I’ll be honest: when I started working here, I thought I’d be learning how a man handles a woman. Maybe old movies like “The Notebook” and “Pretty Woman” had me thinking that a man would love to undress me and slowly discover every inch of my body.

All my fantasies start with kissing and caressing. Gently! I long to know what it feels like when a man covers my neck in kisses, and I can feel him breathing in my ear, but it seems all y’all wanna do is wear my panties or have me laugh at your little dick.

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I haven’t been here long, and this is all new to me, but I’m loving learning so many new things! We never had talk like this back on the farm, but I’ll be darned if it hasn’t been a great time. It’s like my own little college for sex! I heard from some of the other girls that y’all even like spankin’ a gal during a romp in the hay.

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Kinky Boots

Posted 1 year ago by Ronnie

Kinky Boots

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Early this morning, I was walking through the back pasture. The sun was barely up, and the livestock lumbered through the morning dew. It should have been a stroll like the ones I take every morning, except something was different this time.

There was a car, the front half was wedged in a ditch, and there were no people around that I could. No footprints or signs of life. Just the unexplainable car and the same old heifers. Curious about how it got there, I rush forward to look in the windows. There was nothing noticeable in the vehicle except for a black, thigh-high pair of boots on the back seat.

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