When You LIsten To My Voice, It Turns Me On

Transcript

Hey, it's Fae. It's kind of late where I am right now. I've been really pushing to get out these November scripts and audios and even so, I was behind yesterday so I had quite a few audios to record.

And I was actually right in the middle of one, but I got distracted. I kept getting distracted. So I guess I'll take care of that another day.

Today, I just want to talk to you for a bit. This is a little different than my usual, but what the hell. Maybe you'll enjoy hearing me say just what's on my mind.

I'm just, I'm not gonna lie, I'm really wet right now. I figured I may as well record it because, well, it's because of you. I mean you, specifically.

The person listening to this audio, in this moment, wherever you are. You. The last few weeks, I found myself thinking about what it means to be a performer here.

I know that people listen, but I didn't really stop and think about just how many of you, um, how many of you actually get off to my audios until recently. How many of you might only listen to my audios to get off. And I couldn't get it out of my mind, the idea that someone could be that turned on by just my voice.

And that someone is you. So, I haven't been able to stop imagining what you're like when you hear my voice. Where you listen, how you listen, what you do when you listen.

I wonder if you're in your car, maybe on your way to work or to pick your kids up from school. Maybe on your lunch break or stuck in traffic. That low rumble of tires on asphalt.

The breeze of the AC or that breath of heat. And the freedom of being completely isolated while surrounded by people. I bet you love being in your car.

Do you grasp the wheel a little tighter when you hear me moan? Do you squeeze your thighs together for a little friction? Shift your hips back and forth in your seat as I turn you on.

Do you bite back a moan of your own or do you just let it out? After all, you're alone in your car. Who would judge you? I would never judge you.

In fact, I'm flattered. If you get too excited, do you ever pull over? I wonder if you've ever needed to cum so badly you've pulled out your cock on the side of the road or in a parking lot.

You couldn't take it anymore. You just had to get that release. Or maybe you don't have a cock.

Maybe you have a beautiful cunt that you just needed to play with. Maybe you pulled over on the side of the road and just slipped your hand down the waistband of your underwear. Played with that white pussy.

You needed to cum. Fuck, that would be so hot. Or maybe you're at work and you get off knowing that at any point someone could notice that your eyes are just clouded over with lust.

That you're making a fucking wet spot on your seat or on the front of your pants. Your boss might notice that you haven't actually done any work in a while. You're so consumed by your desires.

But it doesn't matter because you want me so badly. You saw I posted a new audio and you just couldn't wait till you got home, could you? So desperate for me.

So needy. Have you ever escaped to the bathroom to get yourself off? Or do you like edging yourself during the day so you can make up for it later? Fuck.

I'm imagining you bringing yourself to the edge in some little corporate stall. Then pulling yourself back at the last minute. Going back to your desk like nothing happened.

Cock throbbing. Or your cunt leaking. I got distracted.

I think that thought was really. But there's more I want to say to you. And I love that you're hanging on my every word, aren't you? My favorite way to imagine you listening is in your bed.

Where you're the most yourself. The most comfortable. The most vulnerable.

Writhing in your sheets. On your stomach or on your back. On your side.

Do you use your hand or a toy? Both. Do you use a toy to match my pace in my audios? Do you fuck yourself in time to my voice, baby? When I come, do you try to come with me? What a good fucking pet.

Fuck, I'm sorry. I don't know what's gotten into me, but we are riding this train. I'm a switch, but there's just something about having a bit of sway over you with my voice alone that just.

But I do. I think about all sorts of things. I wonder if you're loud.

I wonder if you scream. I wonder if you have roommates or people who might hear you. So you just hold it all in.

You swallow your moans. You clasp your hand over your mouth or you bite down on your palm. I wish you could let it all out for me.

Let it all go for me. I bet you sound so good when you do. What do you wear when you touch yourself? I imagine you in underwear or lingerie.

Maybe pajamas or naked. I imagine your hair. It could be shaven, short, curly or straight, wavy.

Long. I like it all. If you're one who has facial hair, you might be clean shaven or a beard or a mustache.

Maybe you wear your hair to bed different ways, like in braids or in a bonnet. That's just so sexy either way. I imagine your skin too.

I do. I imagine it in every shade. I imagine it dimpled, scarred, freckled, hairy, smooth, textured, real.

If it's yours and it's real, then it's perfect. I imagine your scent. Not just your cologne or perfume or your body wash or your hair products, lotion.

No, no. I imagine your natural scent that's underneath it all and makes everything you wear just so unique and intoxicating. I imagine getting high on your fucking scent.

Oh, fuck. Hey, I have a feeling you still might think I'm not talking about you. I am.

I am so fucking turned on by you. As you are in your body. As it is right now.

Right now. You're my fantasy. Enjoy it.

I mean it. If you could see me right now, I'm standing in my closet and I've got one hand down my leggings. I'm just so flustered.

I'm so turned on right now. And I just, I'm trying to keep it together so I can actually tell you everything I'm thinking about because if you've ever heard one of my rambles, you know I'm not capable of true, coherent thought once I get to a certain point. But do you know what the hottest thing about this is? It isn't even about your body.

You're inviting me into your mind. Trusting me to bring you so much pleasure. You're letting me guide your most private moments.

You have so many options, especially these days. But you chose me to ease that longing you have. That itch only I can scratch.

Isn't that right? And I can be so many different things. I can be gently dominating or sweet and submissive or silly or a giggling mess trying to read a book.

I can be comforting like that GFE everyone loves in the fall and winter. I can even be a little scary like my Halloween audios. But no matter what, I have something that you love to come back to over and over again.

I'm so grateful for you. It makes me excited to see what else I can do. If you have a partner, girlfriend, boyfriend, fuck buddy, whatever, are they jealous? Do they know how many times you've come to my voice? Do they know how many of my audios you keep on repeat? Have you ever shared them or listened to them together? Now that could be interesting.

But I like having you all to myself for this one. I know I've mentioned how turned on I am this whole time. Are you turned on too? Are you touching yourself? I hope you are.

I hope you're getting as much out of this as I am. Because I can't wait till the next time I can lay down and just enjoy myself fully, not thinking about having to talk at all for the mic. Because honestly, this has been the only thing I've come to in days.

It feels so fucking good to just say it. All the things I've been thinking about you. So the next time you listen to me, just know that I think about you too.

Honestly, the only thing I'm thinking about right now is whether or not you're waiting for me to tell you to come. Have I trained you to crave it? Do you want me to encourage you to follow every instinct towards your own pleasure? Or maybe you don't feel like coming, maybe you just enjoy the sound of my voice, which is completely fine.

But either way, I just want you to feel good. I want you to feel so good with me, baby. If you are or if you have enjoyed this audio, I hope you come back because I will make many, many more.

Thank you for listening to my audios. It means so much. This has been an exclusive script film by Feel Good Fairy, but you can call me Faye.

When I wrote this script, it was very, very close to the beginning of my time as a script writer for Reddit. And I was coming off of a decade of just listening, paying attention, observing. And there's just such a powerful connection between the performer and the audience, particularly in circles like Gone Wild Audio.

So I wrote a script. I wrote a scripted ramblefab. I think someone calls them ramblefos, which is so good.

I wish I had invented that. That's just such a great way to describe it. It's one of my most famous scripts, and I don't get too many fills, so I knew that there were quite a lot of performers who felt the same way I knew they did, which is that they genuinely enjoy the intimacy of our connection.

It's special, it's fun, and I hope you enjoy it. I do actually need to get back to the rest of my audios I need to record tonight, but thank you so much for being here. Until next time.

Bye.