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What was she...? Oh yes. Coffee.
She inhaled the aroma, took a large swig and smiled happily.
She felt a pleasant buzz inside her.
On her way out of the shop, she didn't notice the wink she gave the gentleman with the newspaper, nor the way he winked back, nor the way her hand generously popped a couple of notes into the coffee shop tip jar.
She was feeling really good today.
She glanced at her reflection in the glass door as she pulled it open to leave, and noticed with only the tiniest bit of annoyance that somehow her mascara had run, leaving a dark track down each cheek.
She shrugged it off.
Oh well. She'd fix it later.
You'd never get her to admit it... but she kinda liked when people stared.
PREMISE
Alices orgasms aren't exactly hers any more.
She can still cum...
But she needs to be in public.
Making eye contact with an older guy.
As a pretty young thing of 22 that's most guys.
She used to roll her eyes.
But since being hypnotized she holds their gaze... She can't stop herself.
Feels her legs spreading and her toy sliding into herself.
Feels her pussy betray her...
Feels it growing hotter and hotter.
As long as he looks, she reaches the brink in 15 seconds...
As long as he looks, she's cumming in 30.
But if he looks away... It all vanishes.
- COMMENTS
FourAndOneover 2 years agoI've definitely met women who put up a hard shell, the so called "bitch shield", precisely because they want someone to break through it, even though they might not consciously be aware of it. I like the way that you've used that as the motivation for Alice. You should write more.
