OhCleo Advent Calendar, December 04
CW/TW: alcohol. This series of audios has occasional mentions of the speaker and listener sipping wine. Hey, friends…so as I was plugging away at the office today, an idea popped into my head. Are you ready? Wait for it… … An Audio Advent Calendar for the coming X-mas season! Here’s what it will consist of - each day from now through December 23, I will be releasing a short audio (roughly 2-3 minutes). These audios will tell a story of a Christmas Eve encounter between me (speaking character) and you (the listener). It will be in the context of an established relationship, and will be very cozy…very sensual. Picture a quiet Christmas Eve, fire in the fireplace, tree lights providing the only illumination, soft music playing, and a little red wine freeing of us of our inhibitions… The story will unfold over 23 days, with basic (no SFX) short audios, and on Christmas Eve, I will be releasing the story in its full form, complete with SFX. I can’t tell you how much I wish I had thought of this on November 1st. But what can I say? On the 1st, I was still recovering from Halloween, and starting to think about Thanksgiving. so, here we are…anyway, look for the first installment December 01, and subsequent installments each day through December 23, with the complete story being released on the 24th. Wish me luck 😅, and stay sexy, Friends! 😊💙😘
Transcript
For a moment, I linger, my lips hovering over the spot, my breath hot against your skin. My hands move up your hips, fingertips slipping into the waistband of your pajamas. My lips descend upon your neck, warm and wet.
A flick of my tongue, a suckle, a bite, my mouth waters. My cock twitches as you moan. Your body starts to writhe.
My hands slip past the waistband and grasp at your ass, fingers digging in. Your own hands, once locked behind my neck, flatten against my shoulders and slide over my pecs. Your thumbs brush my nipples, raising them to little diamond points.
Fuck, I gasp, my words dissolving into your supple skin. Kneading your ass, pulling you against my body, pressing my erection into you, feasting upon your neck. Your breathy moans are a symphony in my ears, my favorite song.
You rake your fingernails down my belly and I gasp again. You always know how to touch me. As if to prove this unspoken point, you grasp my shaft through my flannel bottoms, and it's all I can do to keep my knees from crumbling.
Fuck, I gasp once more before speaking aloud what is already obvious. I want you so fucking badly, baby.
-watering second of every track.