Some Types of Fetishes...

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Holly and Chris...

Have you ever had a friend of the opposite sex that you were so comfortable with that anything that you did with them just felt right? For me that's my friend Chris. Being next to him made me feel like I could be my true self and not have to worry about the consequences that come when I am myself. It seemed like we were incredibly comfortable together. Maybe we were a little too close when we saw one another. It was easy being around him; even if he grabbed me inappropriately. I was alright with him touching me. we would interlock hands, full on french kiss in public or hold each other very tightly on the bus. Only problem was that we both belonged to someone else. we were really good friends but to us what we did felt natural and that was what made this relationship such a dangerous one. the more time we spent together the more we looked like a couple but we never had sex. That was the unspoken rule: no sex cause it would ruin the relationship. Everything in between was fair game including but not limited to lots of teasing, and building of sexual tension. Basically mixing up all of the ingredients of a torrid love affair. All we needed was one of us to give into the desire and it just so happened on that faithful night when I came to visit Chris at work...

 

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary; i would usually go to visit Chris when he was working and I wasn't. I lived to see the smile on his face when he saw that I was there to see him. Chris always looked happy to see me but when he works with his best friend Jerrod it becomes more of a pissing contest between the two of them for my attention. Jerrod's little nickname for me is "troublemaker" which is something that I resent greatly but I live with it. I mentioned it to Chris once that Jerrod calls me that and he gave me the most curious smirk- I guess that Jerrod was jealous or something. I did think that it was strange that Chris was touching me in front of Jerrod which he doesn't normally do. it was Chris that started everything between us after I introduced myself to him. I just allowed it because his touch reminded me of someone from my past that touched me in the same way. Zane was my favorite sensual lover. His hands could make my skin feel like they were on sexual fire; He knew where every freckle was on my body and when I compared Chris and Zane they were very similar. 10 years had passed by since I had the privilege to know Zane and those blissful days. I was convinced that I had buried those emotions deep enough within me that I wouldn't be tormented by the lack of that warmth from my husband Leo.  Instinctively Chris knew how to hold me and touch me the way that I like to be touched. Once I felt the power of his touch I was instantly attracted to him. Once he felt how soft and supple my skin was he couldn't help but want to touch my skin and my body. Chris had no problem grabbing me in front of strangers but in front of Jerrod was something rare. It was the way that Chris flirted with me that made me think that he really liked me past the point of flirtation and it was turning into a sexual invitation. Every time Jerrod would disappear Chris would find an excuse to touch me or poke me. I couldn't resist him and he knew it. He enjoyed watching me get hot and bothered at his touch. We both fully acknowledged that we were playing with fire. After all he had Zoey and he lusted after me and I was completely aware of the situation and I didn't care. I still wore shirts that revealed my skin tastefully. Still brought up sexual topics and asked for his opinions on some of my writings. Chris  was giving me looks of I wanna fuck you so badly all throughout the time I was there. Jerrod saw all of this. he knew what went on between the two of us; he was Chris' best friend. For me, in truth, Chris had amazing techniques that worked extremely well on someone like me which made being with him so easy and safe. He was good at telling me how he liked to touch me and would re-affirm it by lingering his fingers over my lower back. It maddened him that I never wore underwear; after reminding him how horny I get when i wear them he reminded me that he never agreed not to try and have sex with me. That if I ever needed his services to help relieve my horniess he would be there to give me a hand.

 

I should have known when he said that that it was his way of saying that I'm going to have sex with you. Jerrod ended up dropping Chris and I at his place since I had to use the bathroom. Jerrod mumbled something about "you two lovebirds have fun now- not too much thou!" I was thinking to myself that I'm just using the bathroom and taking the bus home. I looked at Chris and explained that I'm just using the toilet and walking to the bus stop. But he got mad at me for saying that and told me that I was going to sleep over. I had to leave at 6 in the morning because Zoey has a key and she likes to surprise him. I agreed and set my alarm clock just to make sure that I was out of there so that he wouldn't get caught having another woman in his bed. It wasn't my intent to get him caught; I just wanted him happy. Only problem was that Chris' happiness included me being caught up in the moment and let things happen naturally. I didn't think anything of it when he asked me to pick out a movie to watch. I had seen all but 4 movies that he had. Realizing that this might be a make out session I choose something funny, and that I had seen before- Robin Hood: Men in Tights. He laughed at my choice but we watched it anyways. He said he was tired earlier but now the mood changed. He began saying that it really turns him on knowing that i don't wear underwear then he asked me what my rules were to fucking. I said that I'm allowed to fuck whom I choose but usually out of respect for Leo I fuck women. He told me that I was teasing his little man with all of the things that I did around him. In my mind I was fully prepared to give him head which he didn't know so when he asked me about how many people I'd been with i looked at him and laughed. I've been with 6 guys and 7 girls. Chris inquired about my sexual training and I answered him truthfully; that I'm not a whore. That i don't just randomly fuck people at the BDSM clubs; that in that environment I like to watch but i am very tight down there and you only need 1 finger. 2 is actually too big for me. Chris was toying with me and kept a constant finger moving on my body at all times. He took my hand and placed it on his penis so I could feel just how much I was turning him on. Personally I didn't think that I was doing anything to make him this hard but evidently his tip was getting wet and he accused me of  being a tease and teasing him too much. My response: I was already planning on giving you head since i wasn't a tease. He took off his boxers and I assumed the position. As soon as my mouth met the tip of his penis he let out a wondrous moan. Since Chris didn't know how much practice I've had giving head his moaning wasn't anything new but he hadn't had the pleasure of receiving head from me till now. He moaned even louder when I deepthroated him; which wasn't such an easy task since he's hung like an elephant's trunk and  me trying to look sexy at the same time. when I looked up at him with those dewy brown eyes of mine he turned me into a 69 position. I did like the fact that he asked me how I liked to be eaten out. It had been 10 years since a man has went down on me with such attention to detail! It felt so good that I let out a breathy moan and began to breathe heavier. Chris couldn't believe how good i tasted or how pink I am down there. The discovery of how my clit swells made him frenzy. Chris was so tender and sweet cradling me in such a way that he brought tears to my eyes because I wasn't expecting this much sincerity. Again he positioned me in the way that he wanted me. Next he slowly put one of his fingers inside of me and was surprised to find out how tight I was even after he ate me out. Chris couldn't help but say out loud Damn! your pussy's so tight! I was trying my best to relax for Chris- I have a tendency of tightening so much that I can clamp a cock inside of me and the guy has to wait for me to relax enough to pull out. Only when watching porn can I stick 2 fingers in but Chris figured out a way to get 2 in. He was teasing me by sticking them in and out of me slowly like he wanted me to think that it was his penis. My moans were turning into whineing screams of please give me your cock and put it inside of me. Chris had me straddle him  as he pushed me closer to him so that I could kiss my pussy juice off of him. Chris thrusted me up and rubbed his cock up and down my vertical smile. This is where I lost all self restraint and gave in to him... so when he asked if he could fuck me and stick it in himself I wasn't really in a position to say no. It got to the point where we couldn't turn back now in our relationship and I asked if he was sure. He nodded and I let him go bareback inside of me. tight pussy + long cock = me having to exhale while it goes inside. Chris liked seeing my face when his cock was going inside of me. I was completely filled by him on the inside and he kept his arms on top of my shoulders and around my neck so that I couldn't escape the pleasure. He kept me so close to to his shaft that i could of easily cum all over his balls. Then he would use his love muscle to flex me into an orgasm. I watched his face as he was enjoying being inside of me. As we locked eyes the orgasms continued to intensify till he had to literally throw me off of him so he wouldn't cum inside of me.

 

Chris confessed that he wanted to cum several times before he actually did. That I was one of his best fucks; I could have been the best with the look on his face but i wasn't going to push it. He said that it was better than he imagined that it would be. I agreed that it was better than we had both imagined it and that he made my legs quiver. Then Chris just held me afterwards remarking on how soft and supple my breasts are. All he could let out was "WOW! at least the sexual tension is gone!" When he went outside to have a cigarette I broke down into tears. No one, including Zane, had ever touched me so deeply during sex to the point of me weeping. I knew that this would be the first and last time that we would do this and I couldn't help but wonder why he was so gentle and sincere. I knew Chris to be more of a long hard and deep guy sexually; not what he did with me which left me momentarily confused. Should I take it as a pity fuck since my husband is in another state? Or did Chris actually mean to have a lovemaking fest because he loves me? Since thoughts like this get me into trouble I'll let him tell me what this means. After his cigarette he let me take a shower and when that was over he opened his arms so that I could sleep next to him. 

 

As we took the bus things felt different between us. His protective side towards me came out differently and as I gave him a hug and a kiss goodbye I had tears in my eyes because I knew that that was the last time that i would see him again...                              

The Woman in my Dreams...

The Dream…

… I am in a home that I do not recognize but it seems so familiar to me; like I have been here countless times but have no recollection of being here. I walk up the stairs towards a mirrored room. It’s dark but illuminated by candlelight. As soon as I enter this room my body feels like it is no longer mine to control. The bed is so soft and silky; draped with blood red sheets and a comforter that has rose petals lightly thrown over it. Behind me I hear a women’s voice; a soft voice that tells me to relax and make myself comfortable. But there is no one there with me in the room. Slowly the fireplace that I didn’t see earlier begins to light itself and I find myself walking towards the bed. I reach out to touch the petals and pull them closer to my nose to take in the sweet fragrant smell… in my head her voice plays saying to climb onto the bed. I have no choice but to obey. My body moves at her command; not mine. I position myself on my back staring at myself in wonder… the mirrors revealing all of my body to me. I look away; again she whispers don’t look away Sidney this is all for you. Some unknown force begins to carefully spread my legs wider as if making room for her to work. I am feeling her kiss my inner thighs yet I do not see anything reflected in the above mirrors and I am becoming frightened. Her voice tells me not to be frightened; that this is all for my pleasure and to trust her. Reluctantly, I allow her touch to calm me back down into a state of arousal. Her touch is gentle yet firm and it is driving me mad with passion. Her lips soft and purposeful and somehow I know this person. I feel connected to her in some way that I cannot put my finger on. As I try to concentrate on where I know her from she hissed at me isn’t it more fun if you don’t think and just feel; just let yourself go and with that I was hers for the taking…

Afterthoughts after Dream…

Who is that woman and how does she get me to do those things? Why do I feel as if I have no control over my body or feelings when she invades my dreams? So many questions that I have no answers for! Am I now a lesbian because I dream of a woman fucking me and I liked it!?!  I didn’t even know that I could orgasm that much!!! God damn that was amazing but how come she just appeared in my life now? Will she even come back to me again…

 

  1/1

Today I feel a bit strange… ever since my lesbian dream last night my world has been off somehow. I feel more empowered and less tense then I usually do. Now when I see an attractive woman all I want to do is rip off her clothes and go to town on her! I know that it is wrong but I have such strong urges to fuck, fuck some more and fuck women! Every little thing I see is a potential turn on and I am finding it hard to keep my underwear from getting soiled. I thought that going to the gym to “work off” this sexual appetite might help but it had the opposite effect. It made the urges worse… and I fear I may have lost all of my self control when it comes to women. Things were going well till I got into the women’s locker area and I had to change into my workout gear. I enjoyed the way my fingers felt taking off my clothing. It reminded me of how her fingers felt which set off a chain reaction inside of my entire body. Next thing I know I am touching myself in public and I can’t stop! Some of the women near me were getting hot watching me others were appalled and one decided to join in and give me a helping hand! She was beautiful… flowing brown hair and blue eyes with an hourglass figure that knew how to relieve my desire. After we both finished cumming together we hopped into the shower and finger banged each other some more. She thanked me for “servicing” her needs and then she vanished. It seemed like an eternity till I got my senses back. I was so mortified about my earlier behavior that I skipped my workout and went directly into the sauna. Thank you God for letting the sauna be empty! What in the hell had come over me? I didn’t even catch that beautiful women’s name! I closed my eyes to take in all of the moments that had lead up to the sauna- re-enacting them just to make sure that I did do all of those things in public with another female. There was her voice again inside of my head you’re welcome Sidney…

I drove home as quickly as I could! Something was definitely wrong with me… I don’t touch myself in public! Or have sex with a woman in public! What was this feeling growing deep inside of me? It was like a perpetual horniness that couldn’t be quenched. I was hungering for sex with females; I was hungering for her. Longed for her hands, her fingers, her lips and her tongue on my body... I wanted to taste her again till I got my fill of her. Even thinking about her made me all moist and wet. The horny feeling was rising again and there was no one but me around to help. Shit home is 10 mins away! I’m going to lose my shit before then! Damn! Missed the light. This one happens to be a long one… not even realizing it I took my right ring finger and started to rub my clit over the spandex workout pants I was in. As I lifted my head up there was a billboard for a stripper bar not even a block from here. Fuck It I’m horny so I went to Sinners.

The women were beautiful here! Not trashy but classy and catered to both sexes! The hostess smiled and winked at me in approval. I asked what the rules were she simply said there are no rules here for you and handed me a VIP pass. As she stepped closer to me she began to fondle my breasts and they were becoming hard. Then she kissed my lips, softly massaging my tongue with hers when she took her hand south to see what kind of effect she had on me. With a pleasurable smile she said enjoy…   

This place was like some sort of ultimate fantasy! Different types of women that were filled with beauty, mystery and seduction. Each outfit was unique, the strippers were all comfortable with one another like they were all sexually intimate with one another. They were announcing the next performer- Logan. Then I saw her- the gym girl from this morning. She was Logan! Her eyes quickly fixed on mine and she began stripping for me. God, the grace with which she moved up and down that pole was poetic! She put herself into many positions that made me want her even more. I couldn’t help but touch myself…she was dancing for me; for my enjoyment only. When she was done picking up the last of her tips she walked straight towards me and said follow me. Her ass was so firm and shapely; the muscles in her legs so toned and defined. I had no idea where she was leading me or why I even decided to follow her. I just knew that I wanted her again. That she was making me so damn wet that I couldn’t stand it anymore. Logan brought me to the VIP room- or I think that’s where she brought me. There were other women in this room some even more beautiful than Logan if that were possible. They were playing with one another; kissing, fingering, fucking with double sided dildos enjoying their selves! This room was more than I could process… all I could do was watch as every woman was orgasming over and over again. I was about to burst! The feeling was taking me over and I began to pull up my sports bra to rub my nipples when Logan saw this. She carefully removed my sports bra and threw it to the side. She took a moment to stare at my breasts enjoying the way that they looked when they got hard. The hunger took over and I reached for Logan. My body was fully on fire and there was nothing I could do but let it play out. I didn’t mean to be the aggressor but Logan didn’t seem to mind. She took it as her queue to be aggressive as well. As our bodies fell onto the floor pillows and other women began to join us. I don’t know how many women were kissing me, fingering me or vibrating me… I was coming so hard that my whole body was orgasming! I felt so alive, empowered and magical. That these women were all pleasuring me and got off on doing this to me made me feel special in a way. I thought that no one could take in all of this pleasure without dying of sheer ecstasy. Time was standing still and then her voice said give into the pleasure Sidney…this is all for you.

It wasn’t till well after 11pm that I left Sinners. You would think that after all that was done to me that I would be completely satisfied sexually. But I wasn’t. Logan and the girls understood the inside joke that I happened not to get till now. They gave me lots of party favors so that I could “take care of myself” if ever the need arises and I can’t get to them in time… they knew that this feeling wasn’t going to go away. Am I turning into a nymphomaniac? What is happening to me…? 

      

The Dream…

… I was sleeping in the blood red bed with the fireplace crackling away. Someone was caressing my body and I moved towards the touch. My breasts were being stroked, teased and finally licked. I was coming from the licks… then my body stopped being mine to move. My hips were pumping up and down from the pinches and nibbles that my nipples were feeling. I was getting so wet that I didn’t notice that she was licking up my wetness. The moans that were leaving my mouth sounded foreign to me. It seemed that her tongue was going deeper than a tongue should go and it was making me crazy… Moans gave way to screams and I was hers completely. I was grabbing what felt like hair and moving her face in and out of my vagina. Then she crawled up my body and began kissing me… my eyes wouldn’t open but I could see her so clearly. As our clits were rubbing together she entered me! She was so big and long that I thrusted to keep her inside of me! There was so much sensory overload that my body just took all of what she had to give me in! So many positions… so much pleasure and like that I woke up.

 

After dream thoughts…

Who is she?? Why won’t she show me her face? Her voice is so hypnotic I fear that there isn’t anything she can’t get me to do! Is she even real? What is she doing to me?? How come it only took me 1 dream to turn into a nympho… was this already inside of me and she is just now bringing this out of me?? Something is definitely wrong with me. But I like it… this new feeling that she is showing me. Does that make me a sick person…?

1/2

Yesterday was the horniest, sexiest, most alive that I have felt in ever! I did things that I thought I would never do—in public mind you! Fucked strippers and I liked it! But part of me was sad… I wanted her to be there. Maybe even one of the women there but she wasn’t. I missed her and I didn’t even know who she was! Today, I decided that I was going to stay inside and not leave the house for a repeat performance of yesterday! And I needed to find a sex therapist that made house calls! I didn’t know if I needed one but I needed someone to make sense out of what’s going on in my life right now. Solution: Dr. Ashton Grey. After our initial phone interview she agreed to take on my case. I warned her that I needed her to come to my house and apologized in advance if I come onto her. She scheduled me for after work and I started to feel better. Little did I know that Dr. Ashton Grey would be so god damn attractive and willing!

I tried to entertain myself as much as I could before Dr. Grey could come over for our first session. Thank you party favors! But again I felt this feeling that something was missing. So I closed my eyes thinking that if I concentrated hard enough I might be able to come to her. No luck. But I did take a longer nap than I was prepared for and woke up with just enough time to get ready for the Dr. visit.

Dr. Ashton Grey was not what I expected. She was hot! Her voice over the phone sounded older, with more authority and very deep. She looked to be my age. Her hair was pulled up in a bun and from what I could tell her hair was a light clover honey color. Her green grey suit brought out the subtle green tone in her hazel eyes. If it wasn’t for her deep wine red lipstick I would have taken her right then and there.

“Sidney? I’m Dr. Grey- may I come in?”

I was too taken back by her beauty to talk so instead I nodded and gestured to her to come in. She decided to sit in the same spot that I was masturbating in and shit- I left my party favors out! Before I could move them out of the way Ashton just looked at them, smiled and said to have a seat.

“So how may I be of service to you this evening Sidney?” Again that voice that oozed with sexual maturity and yet came off as professional.

“I wish you wouldn’t quite word it in that manner Dr. Grey… it makes this harder on me that you are so young, attractive and when you say things like that with double innuendos it gets me all rilled up.”

“How so Sidney? Is it the words that I am saying to you or is it the thoughts that goes behind the visual image of what I can be of service with?”

“when you said that I immediately wanted you to service me sexually. To take away this growing hunger that is inside of me to just fuck beautiful women. Sorry for my crudeness Ashton but since the new year I haven’t been able to not think about having sex with women. Before this I haven’t experimented with women before- I was attracted to men and penis. But New Year’s eve I had this dream where I was being seduced by a women’s voice; but then I never saw the woman. The things that she did to my body felt completely amazing. I woke up wet and pulsating.”

“Have you had this dream before this?”

“No… but every night I have had a different variation since the first night. Last night’s dream was the most intimate dream thus far and I wanted more of what she did to me. Can I be candid Ashton? I didn’t know that fucking a woman could be so fulfilling! Feeling her fingers, lips, and hearing her voice just makes me so horny. I give into her fully and then I wake up.”

“Anything unusual behavior lately?”

“I went to the gym yesterday to see if I could work off some of this sexual energy but in the locker room I ended up touching myself and a girl by the name of Logan fucked me right in front of everyone in the women’s locker room. Then we fucked some more in the showers. After we finished I went into the sauna and I heard her voice again. As I was driving home I started playing with myself and that’s when I saw the stripper sign for Sinners and drove to it. I’m not the kind of girl that goes to a place like that but there I was and the hostess fondled my breasts telling me that I was a VIP member; that there were no rules for me there. Turned out that Logan worked there and I got to see her perform on stage. She aroused me so much that I began touching myself as she watched. When she was done she led me to a backroom where all of these women were having an orgy. They are the ones that gave me my party favors and told me if I ever needed to come back I could. Does this make any sense to you Ashton?”

“I see you’re re-adjusting yourself while I speak. Did recalling these memories get you excited again? What are you thinking about right now Sidney?”

“You… what you would look like naked with your juices pouring down my fingers. What you sound like when you are about to climax. If the words that I am using are getting you hot… asking myself what is stopping me from kissing you.”

Ashton took her chop sticks out of her hair so that it began to fall around her shoulders. “So I am the reason that you are getting excited Sidney. Because you want to know what I look like naked…” her smile was more than devious it was downright inviting. Her hands were moving over her suit buttons revealing that she had on a white silk chemise spaghetti strapped shirt on that showed her nipples. She began to un-cross her legs so that I could see what she was working with… no panties.

“I don’t think that it’s wise for you to be doing that in front of me Ashton. I cannot control this feeling when it decides to fully come out. I lose control of my body…”  

“That’s the point of this exercise Sidney… to see how much you can take till that darker part of you comes out. To gage your reactions in order to help you work through this sexual awakening you are having. By me taking off my skirt and you seeing that I am not wearing any underwear you should be more inclined to transition into a truer form of yourself…” Ashton began to look through Sidney’s goodie bag for something she could use in this situation. She found an 8 inch pink vibrator and smiled in approval. Ashton began playing with the vibrator; rubbing it over her breasts till they were hard. Then she teasingly took off her shirt and her breasts were exposed in all of their glory.

I was just staring at Ashton’s body in pure disbelief that my shrink was trying to turn me on purposefully! It was working… I was getting aroused and I wanted to reach out and touch her body so badly! Stick that vibrator so far up her that all she could do was orgasm. The hunger was rising inside of me to the point that I couldn’t control myself. I felt the need to get myself off. My hands instinctively went to caressing my breasts.  God she turned on the vibrator! That noise alone gets me to squirt. Shit.

Give into me Sidney… give into the hunger that you try so hard to fight. Let me love you again… she didn’t forget about me! That tingling feeling is coming over me…

I leaped across to where Ashton was and began to kiss her. Pining her underneath me so that I could have my way with her. I drove my fingers inside of her with force. Her moan was all of the approval that I needed to continue revenging her. I tore at her breasts like I was kneading bread. Pinching her nipples and licking them smooth again. Her screams were that of desire; not of fear. Ashton wasn’t afraid of the things that I was doing to her. She was a willing participant and that made it all the more fun to make her cum. She felt so good on the inside… warm moist and getting wetter by the minute. Her juices were flowing over my fingers just like I wanted them to. Ashton didn’t disappoint me with how her body felt. She was moaning and crying out for me to fuck her with the vibrator. After licking my hand filled with her cum I took the vibrator and teased it in and out of her tight little pussy. I looked in my goodie bag and pulled out a clit massager and attached it to her clit.  Within seconds she was gyrating her hips to move in time with the vibrations. I turned up the speed and she was screaming harder now. Ashton’s body was quivering and we’ve only just begun. My smile turned sadistic and I turned on the vibrator to full speed while I rode her so that I could share in the pleasure that she was feeling. I silenced her voice with my tongue to make sure that she took in all of pleasure that she was taunting me to give to her. 

Ashton looked so good when she was climaxing. The way her body beaded with perspiration as she was being overloaded with sexual desire. Her olive skin tone made the sweat beads stand out even more as she pressed herself against me. Ashton took her fingers and jammed them into me. The sudden unexpectiveness of her fingers inside of me surged my body with a rush of pleasure. I wanted more. More of Ashton in every way that I could possibly have her in. More of this feeling that was making me pulsate with excitement. She will be a great fuck buddy!!! I hope that this experience is a good for her as it is for me. Even when Ashton begged me to take out the vibrator I told her that she could go for longer and that she would thank me for it when it was over. I wanted to hear her scream in pleasure; orgasm so hard that she can’t even walk just so that I could keep her coming back to me…

Mercifully I removed the clit massager and began to lick her clit. Who knew that she could shutter at the mere touch of my tongue… I swirled the vibrator around and watched as her body reacted to the movement. The when I thought that she had enough I took it out. So Ashton can squirt… interesting.    I returned back to my chair and I felt more like myself again. At least the self that I know I am. Ashton’s body was convulsing with orgasms and I was quite proud of myself for being able to give her that. Her eyes were large and fixed on me. I didn’t know what to do but apologize and said that I would understand if she didn’t want to be my shrink. It took Ashton some time to get her wits together. When she did she said that our session was over and that she would see me again in 2 nights.

“You sure that you have only been into women for the last couple of days Sidney? Well ah hem you could have fooled me! I have to say that I haven’t had that kind of pleasure in a very long time…” there was that devious smile again and she was gone.

2 more nights till I can see her again… that would be waaay to long for me to go without seeing her! Maybe her juice is still on the vibrator… yes! I couldn’t believe that I am such a fiend right now licking off Ashton’s juices from this pink vibrator! She still tastes as good as I remember… I put the clit massager on as I inserted “pinky” to re-enact what Ashton must have been feeling. The massager on my clit was enough for me to repeatively cum; but pinky was pushing me over the edge just like I wanted it to. My hips were rising to push pinky in deeper but I needed some instant gratification. All I could do was jam it in and out of me as hard and as fast as I could. I was screaming in pleasure and I heard her voice… Cum for me Sidney I wanna hear you scream out my name Sidney scream out J for me.  

“fuck me harder J! fuck me… J J J J J J”  Something removed my hand from pinky and placed both of my hands above my head. Pinky was moving on her own and I couldn’t care less. Her name was J… she didn’t forget about me. She still wanted me and that was all that I needed to know.  J put her weight on me just like I did to Ashton. The pleasure was more liberating than I thought it would be! J played my body as if she has always known how to make me cum. Her licks of my nipples in unision with the massagers made me so fucking horny that the hunger was growing even bigger inside of me. The hunger was consuming me fully and I was beginning to feel myself letting go for J… giving into whatever she wants me to be. I tried to move my arms but it was useless. J had me where she wanted me. She took pinky out and inserted herself inside of me. As soon as she made contact with my vagina I was orgasming harder than before. My screams and moans were turning guttural; I was going primal. I felt like I was going to implode with all of this excitement that J was making me feel.

It won’t be long now Sidney… cum harder for me and I’ll make you feel even better… don’t disappoint me Sidney…

I was cuming as hard as I could for J… then I felt something warm and wet near my asshole. I gasped as she inserted something into it! Relax Sidney you’re going to enjoy taking all of this… don’t you trust me…?   J was right; it felt like all of me was being filled. My body was weightless as J put me into doggie style position. Was I being double penetrated at the same time? OH MY GOOOOOOOD!!! What the fuck is she doing to me!?! This feels sooo good! J was pounding me so deep that I couldn’t think straight. She pulled on my hair to arch my back and for a moment the hunger was appeased. Then she disappeared. I was left with the silence of desiring something that I didn’t know if it even exsisted.



Come Meet the Phone Sex Family...

Ahhh!!!! Gotta love Sundays! People think that its easy being a phone sex operator... but it actually takes some finesse and a really sultry voice to be good. The illusion is to make the caller feel that it is real even if it isn't and keep them coming back for more. I'm not the best but I am one of the more successful ones- people would kill for my list of regulars; not my little black book which is something completely separate from this enterprise. My clients are like my naughty, kinky little family that I had always wanted but didn't have. Each one asks for something different from me and all the while i get off to their scenarios. Men. Women. Both genders call me and due to their "generosity" I live pretty comfortably. Some of them i have met in real life and they are surprised that someone like me does phone sex as well as escorting. Truth: I hate 9 to 5 jobs that make me conform. People are people and as long as its not too disgusting i'll usually indulge in their fantasies with them.

 

Monday's are when my Kinky Mommy calls. She's older and definitely a MILF over the phone. Her twisted turn-on has to do with her maternal need to make her daughter feel better even if its making her orgasm. She likes to pretend that the daughter needs her help to make her feel better; that only her touch will make the pain inside her tummy go away. When she begins to touch her daughter's tummy she presses on her outter g-spot to the point of begging her mother to put her fingers inside. Mom gives in and the daughter begs her to fuck her all different ways. And since mommy's a squirter it's fun making her cum. She even provides her own toys so that it more authentic and I can appreciate that on her end. Sometimes she changes it up and punishes me when I don't do what I'm suppose to do by having rough sex with me and talks so dirty to me that I even squirt! After every session she says "I love you baby girl" and it sort of warms me. Call it my need to have a close intimate relationship with a mother figure that accepts the person that I am.

 

Tuesday's are Daddys. with him it varies but usually something having to do with me making the first move and initiating contact to get a sexual rise out of him. He's reluctant at first but then gives into me and we go at it. Daddy likes it when i tell him that he's too big inside of me and I exhale as i try to put it all the way inside of me. He likes to fuck fast and hard but he lacks stamina so it's mostly major tease then when he cant handle it he says, "Just don't tell your mother" and I know to say "daddy my juices are spilling and your missing it!" to get him to do what I want. As he's fucking me he likes to compare me to "my mom" and how much better I feel on the inside. That this would be our little secret  that mom wont ever find out. I like playing the teen seductress; it's empowering when I do it with him and i welcome that.

 

Wednesday's is the older brother who likes to watch/hear me touch myself. I masturbate for him and call out his name as I do it. we have more of a protective love that makes him want to be the only person that enters me so when i get him so turned on by my moans calling out his name him he politely asks to penetrate me. It's quite romantic that he cares so much for me; I find it enduring. He likes it when I call him big brother and that alone. He tells me that he won't ever leave me and that all men are just going to use me accept for him. Sometimes he'll pretend to walk in as i'm playing with my dildo and i'm suppose to act surprised and say "oh big brother please look away; I don't want you seeing me like this thinking about you." Genuinely sweet and romantic gestures are few and far between in my line of work and this client spoils me rotten!

 

Thursday's are reserved for my twin sister who likes me to fuck her with a strap-on. Anal is something that she particularly likes and she has a need to be filled. She's just a dirty little slut that needs her holes filled on a regular basis by her twin sister. With her, it's a full on whore behavior and I like to get down and dirty sometimes. there isn't much I can say about her that hasn't already been said.

 

Fridays... Friday is for my Uncle. Unlike his brother,  my daddy, he just likes to tell me the things that he wants to do to me, getting me wet enough to let him slide his dick inside of me. Nothing more than that which is what i like.

 

Saturdays are spent with my auntie and her fun machine. Auntie likes it when she gets to hear me on a fucking machine. when I told her that I didn't have one when she first called me, she made it a moral imperative to meet in person, and go buy one together. She ended up paying for it and  we've been  best friends since. one thing to note about fucking machines: they are called that for a reason! When I want it harder i make it harder but when I'm cumming to much and I want to touch the dial to stop she makes me turn it up higher to hear my primal grunts and groans. Combine that with a haitchi and you are guaranteed to squirt. She shares that with her sister, my mom, in that respect.

 

Sundays I keep open so i have some time to myself to reflect, write and take care of my chores. I know that my work week sounds more like porn than phone sex but the fantasies are very realistic and my clients expect nothing but the best  performance from me. Some record sounds so I know when to say my lines others go improv. All orgasms happen to be real as well as the sounds. I sort of pride myself on that which is why my clients pay me so much money. do I ask for it? no but they do tip me handsomely.  I look forward to tomorrow- there's nothing like some mommy time...

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Mondays are especially fun to wake up to. Unlike most 9 to 5 jobs that drag on  Monday mornings mine makes me tingly with anticipation. I get to be fucked by my mother repetitively until she feels that I've either learned my lesson or that she helped me to feel better. I'm hoping that she'll go with the Mommy I don't feel good line... I need some maternal bonding right now.

As with all clients I even set-up different cameras throughout my room so that I can record it and edit it for a full quality movie. Call it my dirty little secret hobby that keeps me busy. Sometimes if they are really good i give them a "special" video that's made just for them. Like i said I give my clients quality; not quantity one full day a week. Who else can be that dedicated? Phone sex, meet and fuck in the sheets, or just watching me thru the web cam. Whatever they desire I will provide. Mommy in particular likes to see and hear me cum so I let all of the different camera angles roll so that she can have her pick of which vantage point she wants to watch from. I have our selection of toys out and ready to be used at a moments notice; all she has to do is tell me which color and I'll know which one to use. Just in case I'll put on the plastic sheets in case she makes me squirt. Definitely if i make her squirt. Mommy likes it when I wear white cotton underwear, something light and breezy and with pig tails. Who could resist such a delectable soul when dressed with pig tails. don't they just make you wanna pull them while you're making me call out your name? I thought so.

RING. RING. I pick the phone up but do not talk to let her know that I want to play sick today. After a brief pause she asks if I'm okay. I tell her "Mommy I don't feel so good. My tummy hurts." Immediately she goes into our routine: "I'm sorry to hear that sweetie Mommy's here to make it all better. Take your hand and rub your tummy the way that mommy showed you. Good girl." I was exhaling loud enough for her to hear me letting her know that I was rubbing my outer g-spot like she taught me.

"Mommy its making the pain hurt more. I think that you need to ring my doorbell to help relieve the tension."  (code for message my clit so that I can cum)

"Okay baby if it helps you to feel better... is that the way you like it?"

"Yes mommy just like that." Mommy likes to make me feel quick light orgasms; and progressively builds them up for the finale squirt. I was breathing heavier and I needed her to stop to make sure that I didn't cum early. "Mommy this isn't working. I need something more to make the pain go away. Mommy hurry it hurts..."

"Here you go hunny Suck on mommy's nipples for a while and see if that helps you at all." (code for put 2 fingers inside till I let you cum)

"Okay Mommy..." The motion of the in and out was making me clamp on the inside. "Mommy is it okay if you push on my doorbell? Please you make it feel better when you do..." (code: use fingers and clit because I'm about to cum)

"anything for you sweetie" When she gives me the go ahead I go to town on myself. I call out Mommy repetitively and I shutter with delight. With that in mind she asks, "Feeling better little one?"

"Almost mommy I'm tingling again. Which means its almost over." (Code for I came hard but I didn't squirt.)

"For good measure sweetie lets do it one more time to make sure that I got everything alright?" (Cum till you squirt)

 "Okay Mommy" This time was enough for me to squirt onto the closest camera in that general direction. I know mommy will appreciate that later... she always does.

"Do you feel better baby?"

"Yes mommy I feel better. Thank you."

"Remember I love you baby girl. talk to you later"

"Bye mommy" And there you have it. that is how you have phone sex that should have been a porn work.             

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