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Brunch Foot Fun

Posted 2 weeks ago by Molly

Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449

The restaurant was far too quiet for what was happening underneath the dining table. Around us, the low murmur of Sunday brunch conversation hummed, and the clink of silverware played a steady rhythm. But in the shadowed space out of sight, a completely different world was unfolding.

We had deliberately chosen the corner booth in the back of the room. It offered just enough privacy to make the air between us thick with quiet mischief.

I kicked off my right heel beneath the table, letting my bare foot slide smoothly along your shin. The contrast of the cool restaurant air against my skin made me draw in a sharp, quiet breath. Your fork pauses halfway to your plate.

“Everything alright?” I asked lightly, taking a slow sip of my water while maintaining direct, innocent eye contact across the table.

You narrowed your eyes, a smirk pulling at the corner of your mouth as you tried to maintain your composure for the passing waiter. “Fine. Perfect,” you murmured, your voice a fraction lower than usual.

Emboldened, I didn’t stop. I traced the arch of my foot up past your ankle, sliding slowly along the fabric of your trousers. Every deliberate movement… Continue reading “Brunch Foot Fun” →

Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I was one step closer to my dream of becoming a chef when I finally got a job at the world renowned, most popular barbeque restaurant in the country. Of course everyone has to start somewhere. My job was rubbing the meat. First I had to sign a nondisclosure agreement. I couldn’t believe it. Their rub recipe was that top secret. I can’t tell you exactly what it had in it but I can still remember the exact recipe to this day. It was sweet, spicy, and smoky. Just the way I like it. Every morning I prepared that special, secret blend. Then I rubbed it into all of the different slabs and cuts of meat. But what came next was the most exciting part of all. The pit hands would manhandle that meat with their huge hands and strong arms. They would throw around those hundred pound slabs like they were pillows. It was mesmerizing to watch those sexy cowboys. It was so easy to get distracted by erotic fantasies about them, especially one. I could tell he liked me too.

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Molly 1-844-332-2639 ext 449  

The late afternoon sun blazed over the back yard, turning the pool into a shimmering sheet of glass. In the room off the patio, the air conditioner did little to cut through the mounting humidity of the afternoon. Nor did it do anything to cut down on the tension that was building between my son’s college tutor and me.

He was a brilliant and focused grad student. He was sitting hunched over a stack of textbooks, reviewing my son’s latest essay. The man was the picture of academic discipline; but today, his focus was fraying. From across the kitchen counter, I watched the way he adjusted his glasses for the tenth time, and the way his eyes darted toward the sliding glass door led to the patio.

“You look like you’re losing the war with… Hamlet?” I said, leaning forward to try and read the paper upside down. My blouse hung low, showing ample cleavage. I looked up in time to see his eyes dart away from the show I’d inadvertently given him.

I smirked and walked behind him, lightly pressing against his back to look over his shoulder at the scrawled papers beneath him. The scent of citrus and musk enveloped me.

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Kara  1-844-332-2639 ext 306

Sometimes I find myself lying in bed thinking of the first time I had sex. It was not the typical story of an innocent boy and girl exploring. This was more of a scene from a hot, explicit movie. We were both attending the same school, and he was a few years older than I. I knew he had experience, and he was so hot I pretended I’d also done it before to seem more attractive. I’d played the scenes of raunchy movies over in my head to prepare as I lay in bed watching him undress. Even though it was a distant memory, I remember every hot and steamy detail down to the smell.

 

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Kara 1844-332-2639 ext 306

I had the kind of body that demands attention when I walk into a room. When a man looks at me, he immediately admits to himself, “She could get whatever she wants from me.”  The way my perky tits sat high and proud upon my chest and the curve of my tight ass would make any man lose control. I also exuded that confidence in the way I spoke to men and even in my stride. The long, slow, deliberate steps of my long-toned legs and the way my hips rocked softly with each step would even cause some ladies to stop and stare. Today was no different.
As far as I can remember, I’ve always loved being the center of attention. Feeling eyes dancing upon me, followed by adoring and sensual smiles, would never grow old. I especially get turned on when I catch the eye of a married man in the presence of his wife. When I say I get whatever I want, married men are not excluded and, in fact, make the sex that much more riveting.

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Isabelle 1844-33-candy ext 464

More than anything, I need the bound feeling of the rough hemp biting into my soft skin. I cherish that intense moment when the rope tightens, leaving me immobile and entirely at the trigger’s mercy. My breath catches as the first knot ensnares me in a web of sweet restraint and dark longing. It’s a dizzying high, knowing that I am helpless, fully exposed, and entirely vulnerable to whatever twisted pleasure comes next.

There’s something addicting about being wrapped up tight, every knot a tease, every pull of the rope a reminder that I’m not the one in control, even when I pretend I am. That tension between obedience and defiance, that’s the fun part of the play, I’ll provoke just enough, twist, and pout, maybe talk back, but only see what it takes to make him pull the rope tighter.

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TS Alexus 844-332-2369 EXT 349

Your gaze travels over my curves, and your body reacts. It’s not intentional; it is completely uncontrollable. You think it’s natural to be attracted to such a beautiful, blonde Goddess. Then you look closer, and you see it. The thick meat between my legs, and you are struck stupid by how horny you still are.

It isn’t your fault that you see me and instantly wish to be a flaming HOMO.

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Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY ext 357

Some days are so long and terribly stressful. At the end of a long day, all I want is to go home and curl into the arms of a sexy, ALPHA. There is just something about the way I feel when wrapped in a man’s arms. His bigger body protecting mine, and the way his neck smells when I nuzzle into that perfect little crook.

It’s a feeling of security and gives me the chance to really relax. It’s exactly what I need to de-stress. However, today, when I came home from slinging dildos at bored, tipsy housewives all night, the man I wanted to hold me and be my big, strong hero was dressed in a diaper and sucking on a binkie.

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xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

The big feast is over, and there’s so much leftover. Meats and pies. Cookies and cakes. Breads in all different flavors, these people go all out and cook way too much! The family is still hanging around with no motivation to drive themselves back home anytime soon. It’s so hard to find time to fuck with so many people in the house, but I’m such a horny girl that I’m determined to carve out some leftover fucking time! I think the best time to do the deed would be when everyone piles into the car to go Black Friday shopping.

We can say we want to stay behind to help organize the leftovers and make turkey sandwiches for everyone when they return from a full day of shopping for steals and deals.

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Julie 1-844-332-2639 Ext 453

I couldn’t believe what I saw. When I opened his laptop, there it was. His search history was right there in black and white. He had been searching CEI! I had no idea that he wanted to learn how to eat his own cum. I couldn’t believe that after dating for so long, I had no clue. Why hadn’t he told me? He has to know that I am completely open and adventurous sexually. I’m willing to try pretty much anything once. And I’m a pleaser. So I want to please the person I’m with. I want to fulfill all of their fantasies and explore all of their fetishes. It was all starting to make sense. He had been doing stretching exercises and eating a lot of pineapple. Now I know that he was preparing. He wanted to be able to assume the position to squirt it into his mouth and he wanted it to taste sweet when it did. I was getting so excited just thinking about it. So I decided to surprise him. I wanted to give him what he had been fantasizing about all of this time.

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