We Learn Surprising Things About Each Other During Pillow Talk (Episode 10, Flings series - Sexy Surfer)

Transcript

As you listen to this audio roleplay, I invite you to use headphones and imagine yourself as the main character of this story. I'm going to be pretty creaky too after that! You have a lot of stamina.

That's a lot of youthful energy. It's quite the nice to see you again welcome. Me? I'm the one who kept coming back for more.

I was just the one steering the ship. You're the one with the mighty engine. Yeah, that is some powerful core you got there, sexy.

Yeah, you were right. I'm really glad you came back to see me too. That was very, very satisfying.

Yeah, I really missed you too. It feels really good to be held by you again. And to be so masterfully fucked by you again too.

Sex with you really is amazing. It's like an explosion of flavor I've never experienced before. Yeah, there were some nice callbacks there.

I agree. I must admit, I was especially thrilled to re-experience your signature double W stroke. And your pineapple pheromones.

Oh, and your back pockets, of course. And those lips. I already know who you were excited to see again.

Yeah, the girls were very perky to see you too, it seems. I'm glad your hands still feel right at home there then. What's that? No, no, I wasn't nervous at all this time.

I mean, if I'm being honest, I was anxious for half a second when you first knocked at my door. But then you kissed my cheek. Yeah, and I've been wanting to jump your bones since.

No, but really, all my nervousness evaporated in that instance. You make me feel so safe. Really safe.

My heart and my body feel so protected and cared for by yours. You appease all my concerns and soothe all my worries by being the incredibly respectful, sensitive, and kind person that you are, mixed in with all that fantastic flirtiness. I'm so desired by you.

But because of your complete willingness to let me lead and have the control, that means that I can trust more fully and set the pace and make sure it feels okay before I venture in, you know? Oh no, I wasn't nervous at all. You made it all feel so, so safe.

How about for you? Oh yeah? A little bit? Can I ask why? Performance anxiety? Really? Um, I mean, you don't have to worry about that, truly.

Sex with you is extraordinary, regardless of what we actually do. Or don't do. And I genuinely mean that.

It doesn't matter whether we actually cum or not, it's always wonderful when we're together. It's all in how you touch me and hold me and make me feel like a queen with every look and gesture. I've never been with anyone who fucks like you do.

Yes, yes, I promise that's a good thing. It makes it feel really unique and special, actually. Well, our first times together, I couldn't quite figure out what it was, but I think I realize what it is now.

Or at least one aspect, anyway. You're smiling. It's a deliberate choice, isn't it? To not thrust? Yeah, like if I go inside you with my fingers or tongue or whatever, whether it's up here or down there, I generally do the moving, yeah?

But then if you go inside me, you still let me do the grinding. No, no, it's not like you're a pillow princess or something. Or that you're making me do all the work.

No, not at all. I mean, you do all kinds of stuff on the outside, and it feels really fucking good. But when you're inside, you give me all the control.

I push back into you, rather than you pushing into me. It's like I'm reaching for you, and you let me guide you and use your body to press against, enter, and satisfy mine. Am I sensing that right? Isn't that challenging to hold back like that? Do you have a trick or something so you can resist the urge? Oh, right, right.

Magician's secret. Got it, got it. I mean, yeah, I agree.

It really is fairy tale fucking magic. Well, thank you. I mean, it's really powerful how much that self-control on your part makes me feel more comfortable.

And more seductive, too. It's not just giving me a sense of control in terms of the sex stuff. It's the way you let me teach your arms to wrap them around me just right, and lead your lips to the exact place I want to be kissed.

And all that intimacy you express in how you let me guide your touch. It's how your core becomes my core. Your strength becomes my strength.

It feels like you're an extension of me, perfectly in sync with me, like I'm an orchestra conductor and you are all of the musicians. And you let me lead us in creating an incredible symphony together. Yeah, yeah, I know.

A pretty loud symphony. Well, that's your fault for making the conductor yell out like that. And hey, your horns were blowing and your cymbals were crashing aplenty, too, you know.

Yeah, it wasn't just our heartbeats that were percussive. So, letting the other conduct the symphony, is that something you do with all your partners, or just me, because of my specific apprehensions? Really? Always done that? So for guys, gals, and non-binary pals? Right, right.

Uh-huh. So, do you generally prefer to be on the submissive side? Okay.

Right, right, yeah. I see. It's more like a respect thing, and about close, intimate listening and communication with your partner?

Okay. Do you climax, though? It's not just about your partner's pleasure, is it? Okay.

The dance itself is what you find hot? Yeah, I understand. Tuning into each other like that? Right, right.

Being excited by the desire, craving, and arousal of your partner? And knowing that your body pleases them? Feeling honored that they can trust you and tell you what they really need and want? Verbally and non-verbally, yeah.

And feeling elated that you can offer it and make them happy? Yeah, I mean, yeah. It's profound, actually.

It really does make me feel safe and sexy when you hand the reins over to me like that. And then, you know, let me ride you however I like. And honestly, it really builds up the orgasm when you don't trust.

For me, anyway. Not sure about you? Yeah, yeah.

It's a lot like edging, I guess. Me anticipating, craving, and seeking the feeling, rather than the feeling coming at me, in a manner of speaking. Does that make sense? Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, whenever you're inside me, but I'm the one grinding back into you, it's like I'm chasing that sensation of your body filling mine. And that feels more like a tantalizing tease. One that I get to set the pace of.

And one that hits in just a very different, but very specific way. Do you feel like I'm being invited in, even though you're the one who enters? What is it like for you? Right, right, of course.

It's definitely edging for you too. By specifically not having control over that sensation. The unpredictability is what you find especially arousing.

Especially if it's slow and light touches. Your partner repeatedly grazing that edge. And you determined to hold back the mounting pressure and intensity and impulse to thrust.

In order to extend your partner's pleasure as long as possible. And holding back that tsunami until you both burst and experience the rapture together. Uh-huh.

Uh-huh, I get ya. Uh-huh, yeah. Even post-orgasm? Yeah, yeah, I can tell you actually kind of like that overstimulation.

So you don't mind when I keep going? Alright then, multiple orgasms for everybody it is then. So what happens if your partner might actually like you to thrust sometimes? Okay, okay, they just have to ask? Good to know.

And do you like doing that? I mean, does it actually feel good for you to thrust too? Hell yeah! Alright, alright, cool.

Hey, hey, where are you going? You need to get it right now? Okay.

Yeah, yeah, I think it's by the closet downstairs. And while you're down there, you might want to close the window blinds too. Your beautiful naked body is on full display in this glass house.

And my sisters and nieces drop by all the time. Uh-huh, and the rule is if the blinds are shut, now is probably not a good time to visit. But if they're open, well, expect company.

Yeah, same in Hawaii. Uh-huh, family, friends drop by whenever. Everyone's welcome.

Yeah, yeah, like a big old open house. Yeah, I love that too. It's like that with my niece's Ugandan family as well.

Oh, you have something for me? Oh wow, it's my flannel shirt. You still have it.

And you brought it back for me to wear again. Right now? Sure, but don't button it up just yet.

Right, right. Yeah, yeah, I remember. Like this, right? Well, these girls very much appreciate the flattery and admiration and the flannel accessorizing too.

Yeah, the red color of the shirt really makes my nips pop, wouldn't you say? Oh! What's that? Oh really? You get a lot of comments when you wear this flannel shirt? Is it because it accentuates your breasts too? No? Right, right.

I mean, yeah, you don't see a lot of that print in the world. A bright red flannel with a bunch of white moose figures all over it? Yeah, that kind of stands out.

Hey, did I tell you my moose story?