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Turning The Tables

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My Boss called me into his office and asked me to shut the door. I hadn’t been his secretary for long, so I was pretty nervous I’d made some kind of mistake. I sat across from him and crossed my legs. The tight pencil skirt I wore rode up a bit to show off the lace tops of my thigh-high stockings. I called you in here today to discuss your wardrobe.” He stated with a bit of a growl. “The way you dress is a serious distraction. I mean, Kayla, you are obviously a beautiful girl, but wearing such tight skirts and shirts isn’t helping anyone around here be productive.”

“Well, that isn’t very fair.” I lifted my chin as I replied boldly. “You walk around the office looking sexy as fuck in that suit and bossing everyone around the way you do. It constantly makes my panties wet, but I’m still able to do my job. I don’t think the problem is me; I think you just can’t handle yourself.” I smirked as his nostrils flared and flicked the top button on my blouse to give him a better view of my swelling cleavage. I’d say I successfully turned the tables on his plan.

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The other weekend, some friends and I decided to go out on our quads and enjoy an incredible summer day together.  As the day progressed, and we imbibed in beer and cheap wine, we became horny and rambunctious.  I developed a brilliant booze fueled idea!  I found a box and cut it apart and taped it back together to form a wall.  Then I cut a hole in the center and wrote “mobile glory hole” over it.  I attached it to the passenger’s side of the quad frame.  Next, I recruited the most sober of my girlfriends to drive me around to other camps.

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Waitressing at this little country dinner in the mornings has been real fun. It’s never really that busy, and the customers are mostly older men looking for a good meal but don’t want to dirty the kitchen before leaving for work. I’ve gotten really fond of one of the guys. He’s so tall and has this cheeky grin that soaks my panties.

We’ve been flirting over his Friday morning bacon and eggs breakfast special, but today, I was feeling extra frisky and slipped into his booth beside him after I brought his steaming plate of greasy morning deliciousness.

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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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Every robot has a specific job to do. Mine is to wake you up with a morning block job. And, like all robots, I’m incredibly proficient. Forget the alarm clock and the insufferable struggle to rise in the morning. Instead, sleep soundly knowing Robotic Rita has your morning blow job scheduled.

Around six am, I’ll gently lift the covers at the bottom of the bed so as not to give you a chill and crawl up between your legs. Good thing you are a back sleeper. I don’t need any lights under the cover; my dark vision helps me find your waiting cock.

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Game Night Distractions

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Friday night, I was sitting at my desk, playing a roleplaying game with some friends from out of state. My head was in the game, and I wasn’t thinking about anything more than the tasks in front of me. My determined focus is probably the reason why the little sex kitten that crawled up between my legs took me by such surprise.

I muted the mic as she nuzzled her sweet cheek against my inner thigh. When I looked down, she pressed a finger to her wet lips as if to shush me and whispered, “Ignore me, Mommy. If you can.”

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Party Pleasures

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I have a friend who loves to host parties. He is Mr. Social Butterfly! This upcoming weekend one is being hosted and I have an idea for party pleasures. There’s a coworker of my friends that usually stops by for a while at these events. I have wanted to fuck him for months now. Maybe this will finally be the weekend! There’s a back room in the basement behind the bar where they have a spare bed. I usually get to stay there because I ask to spend the night so I don’t have to worry about having fun and then getting home. I think I’m going to ask him to help me grab some liquor for the party and then sneak us into that back room for some party pleasures of our own!

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How Many Licks To Get To The Good Stuff?

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There used to be this commercial about finding out how many licks it took to get to the creamy center of a tootsie pop. It’s got me wondering how many licks it would take you to cause my balls to explode my good stuff all over your tongue. Would you be interested in finding out with me?

Imagine me reclined back in a chair with my cock laying limp against my thigh. It would only be fair if we counted how many licks it took in total. From limp to explosion. You’ll need to crawl between my knees and begin the experiment using only your tongue.

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It’s been a minute since I went on an actual first date gone right. Now, right can mean a lot of different things to a lot of different people. To me it means a million different things, but lets describe just one way that a first date with me can sound successful. We met at a local Italian restaurant. I was wearing an emerald green dress that fit my figure just right. Sweetheart neckline and fell to halfway down my thighs. My breasts looked amazing, my ass was popped up with 5″ stilettoes in a classic black. I felt and looked fabulous. I arrived first so I was happy to get comfortable at the table and wait for my date to arrive. He was exactly on time, which was impressive, and very adorable.

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I was feeling particularly frisky and naughty.  We’d been on a few dates already.  He’d let me know we were going to go to a nice restaurant and that I should dress appropriately.  I dressed like the perfect lady just as he’d requested but conveniently forgot to put panties on underneath.  He might want me to dress like a lady, but I had other plans for how I plotted to behave on our date.  In the mood for a little exhibition excitement, my brain was full of super fun ideas.

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