A Guided Hand: Long & Luxurious

Transcript

Mmm, hello again, listener. Have I told you what a sexy woman you are lately? I feel like I have, but I think I should again anyway.

God, I missed you. I always miss you. So fucking good to be back with you.

Mmm. I hope you missed me too. So, as I said before, I really am just absolutely blown away by your response to what I'm doing here, your messages, your comments.

It really means the world to me. I cannot tell you. And I definitely do take note of the suggestions that you have, and I keep a list.

And I will do everything I can to work my way through them. Mmm, I apologize for those who have to wait longer than others. One that I noticed you've requested more than any other at this point is guided masturbation.

You want me to tell you exactly how to touch yourself. You want me to tell you exactly when and how to make yourself come for me. Mmm, I am fucking honored.

And I am absolutely going to give this a try. I don't mind telling you that in preparing for this, I actually. ..

It took me a while to nail down exactly how I was going to approach it. I came up upon. ..

I guess, well, I don't know if I'd call it a creative block. What's the word? I was.

.. vexed, I guess? Not because I couldn't think of what to say.

No, no, no, no. Quite the opposite, actually. It was more that I was paralyzed by choice.

I know how many of you there are. I know how varied your tastes are. I know that many of you will like different things than others.

Some of you will be really turned on by things that others will be put off by. Mmm, trying to come up with one guided masturbation that's going to make you all happy, I mean, that's just not possible. And I can't make one for every single one of you as much as I fucking would love to.

Oh, yes. Fuck, I would love to. I would love to give each of you one where I fucking call you by name and tell you exactly the things you personally want.

Oh, fuck. In any event, I'm getting sidetracked. You are so fucking sexy.

Mmm. What was I saying? Oh, yes.

I decided that I'm going to do more than one of these. Just two to start, but if it goes well and if I come up with other ideas for more recordings of this nature, then you might see more of them. But this particular guided masturbation is going to be for those who have not started working themselves up yet.

You want me to begin at the beginning and take you all the way to where you need to get to. You want to take your time with me. You want to let it build and build and build until I finally give you that release you crave.

So this one will be for you. And if there are those of you who are already heavily worked up and just really, really need me to help you fucking come and come hard and come soon, I will be posting another one with a very different tone. So if that's for you, head on over there and listen to that one.

But feel free to stay with us for this if you don't mind seeing what it's like to take your time. Everything is better when you let it build. And no matter which one you're listening to, I promise that while we are building your orgasm, I will be building mine.

And you and I are going to come together so fucking hard. Are you ready? Me too.

Oh yes. Now I assume, because you're listening to a recording like this, that you are somewhere where you can safely masturbate. You don't have to worry about being interrupted, walked in on.

No, no, no, no. You've got some privacy tonight, don't you? Or if you're really just teasing yourself and listening to this when you can't.

I mean, I would love for you to come for me, but if you can't, I guess I understand. I won't be too hard on you. And personally, later on tonight when you are coming, I better be the voice in your ear.

I don't just want to work you up. I want to make you come. And as I always say, that is not an imaginary you that you're projecting into.

I mean you, the woman with the headphones on that's going to be coming later tonight. I want you to come for me. Now back to those of you who are actually going to be coming with me now.

I am glad you have some privacy. Are you naked yet? Because if you're not, we really need to fix that.

There's no hurry. You can do it as slowly as you like. Tease me if you want.

Imagine I'm there watching you. My eyes are so fucking hungry. Just like they are every time I'm in front of you.

I can't possibly look at you without wanting you. Without letting it be written all over my fucking face. Oh god, you look so fucking good naked.

I love it, I love it, I love that raw, uncovered you. Oh fuck, I want every inch of it. Yes, yes, yes, perfect.

Oh, you're perfect. So now that I have you naked like I want you, we are going to take our time. And so I want you to start with your hands as far away from that sexy little pussy as they can possibly be.

Reach up high and slide your fingers into your hair. I want you to explore it, caress it, love it, and get to know it as if you've never met this hair before. Like it's brand new.

Appreciate everything it can be for you. Rake your nails along the scalp and wake it up. Remind it how good it can feel.

And in your mind, I want you to think back and remember the sexiest thing that anyone has ever done to your hair. Or if no one's ever done anything you enjoyed to your hair, which, oh good god, you poor thing, I certainly hope that's not the case, but if somehow it is, I want you to think of the sexiest thing you can imagine someone doing to your hair. And whoever you are, whatever you're imagining, I want to be the one in your mind who is doing it to you.

I want you to hold that thought. Whatever it may be, if it's something simple like brushing the hair out of your face behind your ear while staring longingly into those sexy eyes, or fingers sliding into your hair, caressing and stroking through it, or if it's a fist gripping that hair tight while you're taken from behind, whatever pops into your mind when you think about your hair and absolute pleasure, that's what I want you to picture me doing. And hold that image in your mind.

And as you hold it in your mind, let your hands move to your face. Let your fingers explore every contour, every curve of it. Imagine that you are blind and you are learning this face for the first time.

Love this face. This friend that is your expression to the world, that shows everyone what you're feeling, what you're thinking, who you are. That beautiful face that lets me know how bad you want me.

Oh, God, yes, appreciate this sexy face. And I want you to think back to the sexiest thing anyone's ever done to your face. And if you've never liked anything anyone's done, then imagine the sexiest thing you can think of someone doing to your face.

Planting little butterfly kisses all over, nuzzling you like a cat just face to face all over, tracing strong hands across your cheeks and down your jawline before pulling you in for a kiss, rubbing the engorged head of my fucking cock all over it, thumping heavily against your cheeks. Whatever turns you on the most, however soft or hard you need it. That's what I want in your mind.

And as you hold that image in your mind, I want you to move your hands to your ears. Now, some of you, I know, are going to love this part. And some of you are really, really not.

And so if you don't want to touch them, then caress everything that's nearby, your temples, the joint of your jaw, the back on the edge of the base of your skull. Love those sensitive, never-touched parts of you. Give them your energy and appreciate them.

They are part of you, and you are a fucking goddess who deserves appreciation to her core. So appreciate these parts of you. And if you're like me and you fucking love, love, love, love, love the attention on those ears, then this is your time to shine.

Yes, tease the lobe, trace the lines, caress it, feel it, as if it's the very first time. If it were me, I would want to have pouty lips sucking on my earlobe, soft, warm tongue sliding up along the ridge of my ear, heavy, horny breathing right into my ear. And I know that maybe not all of you like this, but oh my god, I love when that sexy tongue slides into my ear and I can feel the moans as much as hear them.

Oh god, I get goosebumps all over my body. Oh god, so much fucking blood in my cock, it feels like it's gonna burst, I'm so hard. Oh, I love that feeling, I crave that feeling.

And whatever your ears are craving, whatever they're asking for, I want you to listen. They listen so much for you. It's time for you to listen to them.

Whatever would make your ears feel the best, however distant or close you want that contact to be, I want you to hold that image in your mind as you move your hands to your lips. Those amazing, beautiful, soft, sexy lips. Those kissable, wantable lips, oh god.

Every part of me wants to be pressed up against those lips, oh fuck yes. Touch them, trace them, feel how they yield under your touch. Feel the heat that emanates from your mouth as you part them.

Feel the wetness if you let your touch drift inwards. Oh god, yes, I want these lips. And I want you to imagine the sexiest thing I could possibly do to these lips for you.

Whatever would give you, personally, the most excitement, the most pleasure. Put you in the best place that you could be. Whether it's brushing my lips over yours.

Nibbling on them, pulling on them, teasing and tormenting you. Parting my lips against yours, slipping my tongue out past your lips. Exploring them.

Sliding into your mouth to toy with that sexy tongue of yours. Oh, yeah. Oh, I'm just feeling them spread around my thick, hard fucking cock as you suck me into your mouth.

Oh, whatever your lips want to feel, whatever your lips are craving, I want you to imagine it as hard as you can. And hold that image in your sexy fucking mind. As your hands move down to your throat.

Over your collarbone. Around the tops of your shoulders and up the sides of your neck. And back down your beautiful throat.

Let your hands flow over your skin. Trace the tips of your fingers. Feel how ticklish and vulnerable and soft you are.

And then press your palms in as you caress yourself. Feel the heat radiating deep. And remember that this is the seat of your voice.

This is where your words leave you to enter the world. It's where your moans leave you to enter the world. This is so special to me.

This throat, this voice, this beautiful neck. These hard-working shoulders. I want you to think about the sexiest thing anyone has ever done to your throat, to your neck, to the tops of those lovely shoulders.

And if that's not enough, I want you to imagine the sexiest thing I could possibly give to that throat, that neck, those lovely shoulders. Do you imagine lips nuzzled right into the side of your neck? Kissing, whispering how badly they want you.

Do you imagine a warm, hungry tongue sliding from your collarbone all the way up to your chin as you arch towards it? Do you imagine a powerful fucking hand wrapped around your beautiful throat holding you firmly while you're taken deep and hard? Oh, whatever your throat, your neck, your shoulders, whatever you want to feel.

Hold that image in your gorgeous fucking mind as you let your hands travel down to those incredible breasts. Not your nipples, I'm not going to have you touching them just yet. But everything else needs to be touched.

Just like you did with your throat, let your fingers trace down the middle. Follow the underside of the curves of your lovely breasts and draw your fingers up the side to the top of your chest. Together to the middle again until they meet and then press your palms and flow along that same circle.

Feel the warmth of your hands radiating into your chest. Feel the beating of your heart as your hands move down the center. Feel the swelling of your nipples as your hands brush near them but do not touch them.

Just feel them hardening, feel them crying out for attention. Know that we will be giving it to them but they will have to wait just a little bit longer. Because there is so much more of you I need to get your hands on before we wake up the most sensitive parts of you.

And we will wake up the most sensitive parts of you, do not worry. Oh, I cannot wait. But I must.

Because I want to make you come as hard as possible when this is all said and done. And that means I have to take you slowly. If it's any consolation, it means I have to build my own orgasm slowly too.

It means I can't stroke myself as hard and as fast as I want to. Oh, it means I have to tease and take it nice and slow like I do with you. Until we're both fucking squirming.

Oh, yes. And when I give the word, I want your hands to slowly travel down across that beautiful belly. And I want you to feel the anticipation building as those hands get closer and closer to where you really want them to be.

And as they make that excruciating journey, I want you to remember your favorite memory of someone making their way down the front of your body. I want you to remember the anticipation building. I want you to remember the way you opened up and offered yourself to them.

As they got closer and closer to where you really wanted them to be. And if you've never had that joy before, if you've never felt that anticipation, I want you to imagine. I know you've imagined it.

I know you've imagined it so many times that I need you to imagine it once more. This time for me. Are you ready to hold that image in your mind?