Mistress of Intent - Sex Stories

Mistress of Intent

... and I loved winning. My nipples ripened and got super hard thinking of the possibilities. I put on my gold high heels that increased my 5'6 height to almost 6'. I found many men had fetish for tall blonds, and I hoped my male target was one of them. I loved an adventure, and I was ready. My dress and the glitter on my ample cleavage sparkled in the sunlight as I walked towards the bar. Construction workers whistled as I walked by, making lude comments. The dress showed off my breasts with stark cleavage that wasn't trashy, but was sure to attract some uninhabited lustful stares as I walked in the bar. I caught my image in the mirror and adjusted my personality to charming. As I walked in all eyes turned to stare. My shapely legs and sexy gold heels clicked on the floor as I smiled my way to the bar. Some people's eyes reverted reluctantly back to their glasses and conversations, other men and women continued to stare boldly, turned away and then returned their gaze to my sexy body. The women tried harder to disguise their interest, but my instinct told me who I could easily manipulate. The men were always such easy prey, but the women were a challenge. The blond beauty didn't even look up, she was so involved in the conversation she was having with her friends. I smiled. It just meant she wouldn't be easy. Sometimes my sexual goals were too easy, but not this time. This time I would have to work for it. Looking around, I was pleased to see they were both there. She looked ...

... stunning in tight jeans and low cut t - shirt. I was surprised to see he was bigger than in his picture. His arm and leg muscles were bulging and he looked strong, self confident and cocky. I felt a warm wetness enter my pussy. She was with a male and giving him a lot of attention. I would have to turn her to win. I felt the familiar tingle of desire and lust surge through me. She was a worthy prize. It was a social gathering and the table numbers were clearly marked. Unlike a speed dating club, this one was about making friends. I picked up the number of my table at the reception desk and looked at it, then looked at her number. Of course they were different. I excused myself, went the washroom and changed the numbers. Looking in the mirror, I couldn't help but smile a devious little smile. "Hi! I'm Destiny," I said with a brilliant smile that accented my sparkling eyes to the five people standing around the table. Everyone introduced themselves. "This is such a tastefully decorated bar," I said in a smooth sexy voice, looking at the blond beauty before me. She was so innocent, so beautiful; I just wanted to control her. Adrianna looked at me shyly. She had always been shy. The guy beside her was so cute. She hoped he wouldn't be interested in the tall blond bombshell that just walked in. She was nice enough though Adrianna thought, beautiful too and she seemed so innocent. "Yes, the staircase with the neon lights really highlights the place," she replied. Adrianna looked at me ...