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I dare you

She locked the door to her office and opened up her browser typing into the URL bar and entered her login information What you’ve missed CravingYou has commented on your profile page “Kiss me again like you did last night" She smirked to herself, satisfied at the knowledge that he had been thinking about her while she was offline. Looking out the window, she wondered what he was doing but shook her head, knowing it wouldn’t matter. Her life was hers. His was his. That was the agreement. Ding Returning her gaze to the browser, she was surprised to see the chat box pop up on her screen. “Hello you,” he said. She paused before answering, wanting him to feel the same torture she felt when he delayed responding to her during their previous chats. “Yes?” she returned. She was hoping the response came across as icy as she felt. She hated feeling such a roller coaster of emotions when it came to him but he seemed to bring out the best and the worst in her. “Miss me?” he asked. “No.” “Aw that’s too bad kitten, I’ve missed you. I’ve been thinking about you and wanted to tell you that I’m sorry. I wish you would believe me.” She looked away and decided to take control of the situation, typing, “It doesn’t matter. Let’s just be casual friends. No benefits. Leave it at that,” hit enter and closed the conversation. She wondered what it was about this site that had her so addicted, craving the conversations she could find on Lush. She looked towards her office door and knew that if anyone ...

... found out she was spending time on such an inappropriate site, she could lose her job. But wasn’t that part of the thrill? Knowing that while her colleagues were just outside of her door, she was playing with her pretty little pussy, rubbing her clit until she quietly came on her fingers. It was such a turn on. She entered a picture chat room and immediately felt her mind switch to sub mode at the sight of a man’s hand pressed up against a young girl’s throat, pushing her against a wall with the words, “Mine.” Letting out a deep breath, she watched in anticipation, hoping for more of the same while unbuttoning her proper black pants and slipping her hand inside. She watched as picture after picture was posted, thoughts of submission racing through her mind as she played with her clit. She could feel her face flush with lust and she made a mental note to bring a small vibrator with her to keep in her office drawer. Biting her lip, she dipped a finger inside her cunt, suppressing a moan and brought it up to her lips. Smearing her juices across her red lipstick, sucking her finger into her mouth, she tasted herself. No wonder men loved eating pussy, she thought. It’s so delicious. She had only awkwardly experimented with another girl in college but it was a drunken encounter and left her unsure of her sexuality. She knew she loved aggressive men, but the thought of another woman could bring her to a satisfying orgasm every once in a while. She watched more of the pictures flash ...