1. Romote Control


    Date: 5/21/2017, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Mature, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    looking before lifting herself up off the seat and hitching the skirt right out from underneath her so she could tuck the hemline into her waistband so she could reach her horny naked and shaven cunt more easily. This time she came while she was still driving. She felt the orgasm build as she approached some lights. Her prayers for a red light were answered and she brought herself to orgasm as she sat amongst the other commuters in the jam. She was pulling her skirt back down when the message arrived, `Please do not disobey me. I did not tell you to play with your cunt'. "Fuck you", she whispered to herself, wondering how they knew what she would do. There were no messages over the next few days. She was surprised that she found herself missing them. Her thoughts kept coming back to them. Who was sending them? How did they know she had disobeyed them? Why had they stopped? The silence was finally broken with a message that woke her early one morning. `From today you will always wear a wear a short skirt with no knickers in the office, and your tops will always expose your cleavage. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday you will be completely naked under your skirt and top'. She found herself c***dishly eager to comply and to please. Although she wanted to play with herself as she drove she resisted the urge. She found having a shaven naked cunt at work a real turn on. The thrill of feeling her shaven naked cunt exposed beneath her skirt was driving her wild. She was desperate ...
    to head into the toilets and fuck herself with her fingers, but she dare not disobey her instructions for fear that the messages will stop again. Only when she had to use the toilet did she spend rather too long "cleaning herself", which involved some deep internal and external rubbing of her cunt's lips and squeezing of her clit. She made a point of swinging her hips as she walked through the office, causing her skirt to sway sexily, then whenever possible she would bend over from the waist to retrieve something deliberately dropped, knowing that this was exposing her cunt to anyone behind, all the time she was carefully watching to see who was observing her, trying to determine who her tormentor was. The next message arrived mid afternoon. `Buy a set of love eggs on the journey home', it read. She flushed with excitement. She knew exactly what love eggs were from some earlier experiences enjoyed with a particularly inventive boyfriend, and she knew exactly where she could buy them. There was a sex shop just off the drive home. Her heart was racing with a mixture of excitement and apprehension as she pulled into the shabby parking lot at the back of the store. Checking there was nobody she knew around she walked quickly to the door of the shop, tugging her short skirt down to make sure her arse was adequately covered and shrugging her shoulders to try to hide her 36DDs that were swaying around under her low-cut top. The inside of the store was as shabby as the car park. There ...
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