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My Secret Horny Journal
 
A place where I let out some of my thoughts. And where you should reach out to me if you want to be in my thoughts./8
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Remember your horny coworkers
Posted:Nov 1, 2019 10:55 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:12 am
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I worked at a hotel bar, wearing a silly bow-tie and boring slacks. What made the job tolerable were my co-workers. A good bunch of young, aimless, horned up goofballs.

Kay worked the desk. She was good to talk with. And tonight she was bored, which meant she kept asking for drinks. There weren't any managers there, so that wasn't a problem. We had a few. I ran back and forth from the bar.

After a busy period I went back to the kitchen, sweaty and needing a moment. That moment was met w/Kay's gaze and a grin. And some tequila. Shots? Shots. A short while later I closed down and cleaned up. We went out. Dancing? Dancing.

It was a blur of drinks and touches. Memory is a funny, hazy, mercurial thing. But a do remember taking her from behind. Her big wide hips in front of me as a welcome mat. Her big ass would compress in short wave with every thrust, every grunt, every moan. My legs were out in front and around her body, my body leaning out over hers. My thick cock was as deep as it could possibly go.

I still occasionally remember flashes of that night. But the thing I remember the most is the the next day, "I like the way you fuck me."
It was fun to work with Kay.

Hit me up to be like kay.
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Daily Lustful Thoughts, take 1:
Posted:Oct 31, 2019 8:59 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 5:12 am
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Sometimes I sit in my car with my cock rock hard. And I have nowhere to go. I can think of a few bad ideas. Then after a while the bad ideas are indistinguishable from the good ones. My cock is throbbing and I have no real thoughts. As I've got a little bit of wisdom I don't make a choice when I can't tell the good from the bad. I just rub my cock until a soft murmur escapes my lips. Then I can think a little bit.

What I'm saying is...insert yourself earlier in this process. So the next time I'm sitting in my car with my cock rock hard I have somewhere to go.

I'll text you. We'll make a plan. It'll be safe and responsible and hot as fuck. I'll be in my car with cock rock hard and you'll be where you are with your blood running hot. I'll send a pic. You'll send a pic. We'll video chat. You'll send a plan - I'll confirm it. Then we'll wait and count the minutes or hours until the plan becomes the present.

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