Do you remember Mr. L.? He loves to look at pretty girls at the mall and I recently wrote about his older-younger fantasy. He’s hot for young, legal teens….bonus if they’re virgins! Mr. L. just can’t stop daydreaming about pushing his older cock into those legal pussies, so new and tight! Well, I guessed a naughty sex secret about Mr. L.  tonight, and he was too excited for words. And as always, I was right on the money!

Sex Secret

Mr. L.’s secret happened years ago and was about a girl named Fay*. Mr. L. loved Fay but she was a little slut and had lots of boyfriends. Fay put alot of mileage on that pussy of hers and teased Mr. L. instead of dating him. She would let desperately horny Mr. L. come over and hang out at her house while she went on dates. And like a little bitch, he would wait for her to come back just to spend time with her. When Fay came home, she would undress and leave her dirty panties in the bathroom.

Just A Taste….

One day, Mr. L. went into the bathroom and found Fay’s wet, cum-stained post-date panties and only wanted to sniff them. But sniffing made him so excited that he snuck a lick. The taste drove him wild so he sucked and tasted more and more. Soon, he was putting those filthy fuck panties on his super horny cock and rubbing, thinking about Fay getting pounded. His rubbing turned to jerking and before he could stop, he blew his load on top of her boyfriend’s splooge stain. Crazed for Fay and her panties, he ate his own cum right off the stains.

Now, some of you might not think of that as a huge sex secret. Sniffing dirty panties, jerking off into them, eating cum? That’s regular behavior for some of you! But Mr. L. is intensely private. He had told no one of what he had done that day. He had closed Fay’s bathroom door and done the dirty deed in hushed secret, holding it to himself since that day. The sexy part wasn’t that he did it, but that I knew. No, I’m not psychic. But I’m a Mistress always, and think differently than a regular woman. I know things!

Mistress Knows…

And I didn’t need Mr. L. to say it or even verbally confirm. His gasps in between his trigger words that I know well told me that I was 100% correct.

No sex secret is safe from me, Mr. L. I know you and can read you like a book.

And I own you forever, your lust, your shame, your cock throbs and your triggers. You work for me, bitch! And you’ll do anything I want!