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They took his hand, their thumb rubbing over the back of it as they shook it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Jax.” A small smile creeped onto their lips. “I don’t think you need someone like me agreeing with you to know that you make great choices. Someone as handsome in you should always be confident in the choices that they make.” She a small step closer to him. “These things are always the worst, should we dip and see what kind of trouble we can get into? No pressure though.”
Jax’s senses went into a bit of an overload. Her thumb running on the back of their hand, she taking a step closer to him. Toes curled in his stockings and heels. God, she was hot. “Dip? Trouble? You’re certainly speaking my language,” Jax said softly, just above a whisper so no one would hear or be offended by them. “What...What kind of trouble were you thinking exactly?” He absentmindedly ran a hand down his side, where the house wife dress clung to them.
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Merritt shivered at Harper’s words. “I guess we’re gonna see about that, aren’t we?” She had to be a brat while she could still speak, really rile Harper up to get everything she wanted out of her. “You know I’ve always been partial to Daddy, I just doubted your kids called you that.” She nods, she might be a brat but she follows the rules. “You know I do, Daddy. Maybe you should check for yourself, see that I’ve been nothing but a good girl for you.”
“Keep it up. You’ll not be walking for weeks,” Harper’s words were a threat. Yes, it was going to be wrapped in the confines of sex and pleasure, but the more bratty Merritt went, the more Harper was going to do. “No. My ex did though. He really enjoyed my work with the strap same as you.” She removed her foot. “Then get up on the desk and bend over, slut. I want to see it. Don’t remove your panties, just slide them down.”
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“Just Theo, no Ms. necessary.” Theo was grateful that their neighbor was friendly even if she seemed a little more traditional than Theo would ever be. “I always appreciate a good pastry. As far as questions go, I don’t think I have any, unless you think there are things I should know.” She had to bite back a laugh. “My husband? God no, I would never be caught dead marrying a man.” Was it a little harsh? Maybe but it was true. “No wife either. Just me in this big house.” She looked the woman up and down once more. “Maybe you could help keep me company. As long as I’m not keeping you from your husband.”
“Just Theo. Well, might take some gettin’ used to. Been taught be formal my entire life,” Astrid laughed a bit at her own push back, but she knew she’d adjust just fine giving it one or two tries. It was her own problem. At the man comment, the dark haired woman couldn’t help but laugh. “Very fair. I’m fond of ‘em myself, not exclusively o’ course, but I can certainly see the want to never marry one.” The smile wouldn’t stop, even watching Theo’s eyes run up and down on her. God, that was...that was just not fair. “I’m afraid no marriage for me. Just me on my lonesome. So I think I’d be the best one to keep ya company Ms-...Keep ya company, Theo.”
#ctrldchaos#~threads:astrid~#astrid: wants to be a helpful southern woman also astrid: god this woman is too hot for me to function properly
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Blake really only ever attended these parties for the free booze. They didn’t really love their neighbors, they always felt like they never really fit in. Everyone was older than they were and it felt like they were looking down on her. She didn’t work a corporate 9-5 job so clearly she wasn’t as good as them, even if she was beyond successful and made enough to live in the same neighborhood as they did. They were startled when someone’s hand met theirs. They grabbed the beer, opened it, and help it out for the stranger before grabbing one for themself. “I guess we do. Which means you have great taste, which is more than I can say for everyone else here. I’m Blake. You are?” They knew they hadn’t met them before, if they had they definitely would’ve remembered a face like that.
“Blake. It’s nice to meetcha,” Jax replied, sticking out his hand a moment later to give her hand a shake. “I’m Jax. Jackson in reality, but no one calls me that. Not even my parents,” They laughed, a bright smile worming its way onto their already bright features. The blonde hair was curled perfectly around their cherubic face. Even with how confident he was in how he looked, Blake’s beauty was taking him a little aback. How had they not noticed her before? “Great taste, maybe. I’m more confident in my choices now that someone like you is agreeing with me.”
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Yes, he knows it’s reckless, but that’s truly never stopped him before. Why was that suddenly going to change? He looks around, like he’s expecting a store clerk to ask them to break it up, but no one seems to have noticed their little exchange. Davis lets out a quiet groan, looking in the direction of the changing rooms as he leans down to nuzzle her neck, reaching down to adjust himself in his pants. “Fuck…” He says, eagerly nodding; Davis never considered himself the type to bend to someone’s will so easily, usually preferring to be in dominating positions, but with Zaneta… Well — “Yeah, let’s do it”. This way, he can speak close to her ear. “Anything you want, mommy”.
That groan was all she needed to hear. It was the same sound he made when she was to her hilt in him. Her body pressed closer, the tight skirt betraying her as she pressed the thick cock to him. “Such a perfect boy. Mommy will let you pick where you wanna go to be fucked, okay?” Her voice was still dripping in sugar with its tone. “I’m definitely going to cum inside you, just so you know. I feel like that’ll really show how much you turn me on, dove,” She stroked his face once more before separating slightly and nodding towards the nearby changing rooms.
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Merritt did as she was told, she closed the door behind her before she stepped further into Harper’s office. “You’re talking a big game, thinking you’re going to have me screaming for you.” She had to poke a little bit, get Harper riled up for her. “So you’re saying that I’m the only one that’s going to be calling you mommy?” She grinned as she got down on her knees. She looked up at her as her tongue ran over her lips. “Like this?”
“It’s a big game that I always deliver on. But I appreciate the bratty attitude before you’re unable to speak anymore. Really makes sure that you get what you deserve,” Harper merely crossed her arms and waited. As Merrit dropped to her knees, there was a small nod. “Perfect. Mommy or Daddy. Whichever you’d like. Do you have your plug in like a nice, little whore?” One leg moved out, her heel kicked off as her foot moved between the legs of the other.
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“I know you put a lot of time into it, baby. That’s why I want you to do it nice and slow for me”. She looked incredible in that piece of lingerie, it practically has him drooling, but he knows she’d look so much better without a single piece of clothing strapped to her body. Davis smirks, taking a step back and watching her intently as she starts to remove her underwear, and then back, and back, until he sits back comfortable on a chair. His cock is hard, straining against his boxers, but he knows a show is going to drive him insane in all the right ways. So he unbuckles is his belt, not taking it all the way off but letting it hang at his sides, before unbuttoning his pants, lowering the zipper, and tugging his cock out of his boxers, standing hard, and thick against his abdomen. He doesn’t touch it, not yet, opting to reach out for her. “Closer, daddy wants to touch”.
“Always so conscious of me,” Valencia added playfully once more. The bra is shed not a moment later. Her hands ran down her sides and then back up again to cup her chest and move them teasingly for Davis. “Of course, Daddy,” Valencia crawled closer, edge of the bed so he had ample choice in where to touch her. Her body turned fully so that her ass, still covered in her panties, faced him now. Eyes over her shoulder, one hand- the one not holding her up, looped around her waistband and slowly teased the article down, exposing the thick hips and ass and her own growing length beneath it. The tan skin now exposed, she leaned on each knee to pull the panties full off and throw them off onto the floor. “The stockings too, Daddy?” Was the follow up, swaying her ass for his vision.
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Theo had been unpacking their office when they heard a knock on the door. Normally they would ignore it when she wasn’t expecting anyone but since she was new to the neighborhood she thought it would be best to answer the door. There was a smirk on her lips the second she opened the door, their visitor was definitely easy on the eyes and she was not hiding the fact that she was checking her out. “Well hello to you, Astrid. I’m Theo.” She stepped aside. “Why don’t you come in and set that down.” Their eyes traveled over her once more. “What exactly does this greeting include?”
“How very mighty kind of you, Ms. Theo,” The brunette smiled even more as she was allowed inside the house. Passing over the threshold, the older woman looked around at the state of the new neighbor’s home. “Oh, I bring some pastries over and answer any questions ya might have about the neighborhood. Some youngin’s don’t got much, but I feel like I should try anyway,” Ever the optimist, she turned around and aimed that bright smile at Theo. “Is your husband home?”
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“God, it fucking drives me nuts when you call me daddy”. Davis huffs, giving her a once over again. If it were up to him, he’d probably stay here all day indulging himself in her, but knowing she’d spent all day anticipating his return after he’d spent all day thinking about her drives him all kinds of crazy. Once he discards of her heels, he leans down and captures Valencia’s lips with his, giving her a hungry, longing kiss. Davis reaches between them, sliding his hand down her abdomen, and then cups her over her panties, squeezing her hard cock gently as he pulls back and grins. “You look so good with this on, but I wanna see you take it off for me. All of it. Take advantage of the lighting”.
“Good thing that I love doing that,” The older woman laughed so very lightly into the kiss. When his hand snakes down, she gasps slightly and then laughs again. Hard to deny how much she was enjoying this when his hand touched her so perfectly. “Take it all off? After so much time to put it on?” Valencia was, of course, teasing. If he wanted to see her naked, he’d see her naked. She’d do anything to have him touch her. “If that’s what Daddy wants,” She wiggled her eyebrows and sat back, moving her hips slightly as her hand went to undo her bra.
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Flora thrust her hips forward against the other woman, though there was little room to give except for the cushioned ass that Zaneta had, but as she did that, her hands snaked around the others waist, slowly coming up to grope at her large chest. “I want to fuck you with it so much that you can’t even remember your own name.” Flora nuzzled her face into the crook of the other womans neck, planting soft kisses against the warm skin she found there. “I want you to go get your favourite toys for us to play with, and then Daddy will decide just what you deserve.”
Those thrusts. Those wandering hands. They felt so good on her chest, on her ass. The tightness of the dress, of her panties, was doing her in on this one. Or it would be if she could pay attention to anything other than Flora’s expert touch. Her body shivered at the words. “God, you are so dirty, Daddy,” She whispered over her shoulder, tongue running along her bottom teeth and lips a moment later. “Favorite? I think I can do that for you. You promise to make it rough?” She turned as best as she could, unhappy to break the embrace, but more than willing if it meant Flora was going to pound her into oblivion.
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That’s another one of those things he never imagined he’d get himself into, but the second she uses that title on herself, Davis groans, wrapping his arms even tighter around her. They’re not exactly being subtle, what with the way Davis leans down and nuzzles the side of Zaneta’s neck. He’d always been the one with the more aggressive approach, but something about her had brought a side out of him he didn’t even know existed. “Yeah. I know how much you love my ass”. He murmurs next to her ear; from one perspective, he’s sure it looks tender and soft, but with her hands on his ass and the way he immediately feels his pants suddenly getting tighter, it’s anything but. “You’re getting me hard, we’re gonna get kicked out of this store”.
For a moment, Zaneta just enjoyed the embrace. Truth be told, she didn’t care much about getting kicked out of here or any store. There were other malls and if she was in the mood to touch her boy toy, she’d do so. “I also love fucking your ass, hun,” She whispered in return, her hand giving his ass another squeeze before sliding back up to his cheek, to touch it, to bring him closer. “Sounds like we could go for some fun. How about we get kicked out after I bend you over in the changing room and take care of your not-so little problem huh?”
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