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To channel her lust in different ways. The figure stroked its newest pair of panties, a bubbly pink delight decorated with little hearts. They were childish, intended for a younger girl than its target's age of eighteen. Cute and bubbly and innocent. On the back was written two words: Adorable Kitten. The figure stroked the magenta letters, a bit of glitter dazzling in the characters. It was time. The rush built and built. The figure was so ready. To be continued in the next tale of Mind-Controlling Panties... My story begins a while ago in the past, in a moment when i was exploring my bi side. I am a slim guy, 1.65, without too much body hair. I was always into exploring everything that had a sexual side, but until the age of 24 i have only been with girls. The only desi thing that fueled my other fantasies was masturbating and stimulating my ass in any way i could. I started slowly, with fingers and eventually got to toys or small veggies. 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Surprisingly, the place was very clean for a public toilet (probably because it was rarely used). There was an older guy there the was giving tickets when you entered and he had such an "i care about nothing" attitude that made me feel secure i wasn't going to be disturbed. The first orgasm i had there was much more than the previous one in the forest, and so, my visiting of that public toilet became a pleasant guilty routine, once or twice a week, i was going there, releasing the pressure in one of the stalls, cleaning myself up with the toilet paper received at the entrance and then leaving happily satisfied towards my home. I liked the idea of spicing things a bit more sometimes, so i either left the stall door a bit opened to feel a nice rush (the public toilet entrance door was making such a noise that it kept me safe in case someone was coming) or i "challenged myself in some nights to not leave the stall until i cum twice. This fun went on for a while, until one night when i got there a lot more horny than usual. Maybe it was a drink i had earlier at fault, maybe it was the fact i had more than a week since i finished, i honestly don't know, but i do know i was willingly to calm down my body in the best way i could. It was late, but the summer air made the night pleasant so being naked was not an issue. I was already experimenting with cross dressing, in a beginner way, wearing panties and panty hose underneath my jeans, which made things more interesting since i was into the asian submissive part, always fantasizing about being bottom and not the other way around. So here i was in the stall, doing my thing as usual, but I probably got carried away with pleasure and either lost track of time or made some noise without realizing, all in all, one thing being clear... The stall door was half opened, I was bent over a little bit, in a t-shirt and my panty hose, my jeans hanging on one side of the stall, my panties around my ankles and two fingers in my ass, going in and out when i noticed the light changing behind me from a shade of black. I turned and i freezed from what i saw. That man from the entrance was standing there, staring at me... I was without words, ashamed and so scared, i felt i couldn't move. And then i heard him: - Go on, don't stop now or let me interrupt you... Well, I guess I won't keep you from doing your job. It's gonna happen a lot." “What was the oldest guy you dated?” When I awoke, I noticed it was 8 o’clock in the morning. He was such a sexy man. So strong considering his age. Everyone nodded interracial their heads, and Phil enthusiastically grinned. 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