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“So your hands are they on your phone? Neck, breasts or between your legs? Or somewhere else. I have never done this before.” he lies. We’ve participated in sexy writings.

We’re doing it real time though. We haven’t done that much. But we will. Many sexy writings to come. It is Eid. We have wished each other well.

“They’re on my phone, but now I am lying down and one of them is on my belly. What are you wearing, virgin?”

“Usual suspenders, silk corset & subtle perfume oh and pop socks.”

And I laugh and make some remark about it already turning into Fellini. My heart is racing. I want him so badly it makes me nauseous. He pops up out of nowhere after weeks or months of silence. Waiting for him. 

I’m always waiting for him. 

“I’m lying on my bed in my friend’s apartment where u were. She is working in hallways online teaching. I am in her bedroom. Just shirt. Door closed.” I feel thick in my throat seeing this, knowing he’s sneaking off to be with me makes me so hot.

“I like the sensation of getting hard without touching myself.” he types.

“I like to watch that.” I reply. 

“It stands. It aches. Begins to twitch. The vein on its side fills with blood.”

“Blood rushes to my pussy.” I type. “Everywhere, but feel it in the clit. Then when you turn desire on me, my cunt aches, sucks in. Feels like an arrow being drawn back to aim. Taut. Uncomfortable. Ready.”

“Wet hot all colours of sex. Your clit. Describe your clit.” he wants sexy writings.

My clit is dripping wet, feel drops sliding towards my thigh. My clit is large, or so I’ve been told. It’s most sensitive on the right side right at the edge of the hood.”

“That is where you need my tongue but have only your hands.”

“Yes please. Just right there on that spot. When I come, move to a different spot.” I command.

“Your hands on my head move me around because I am your toy. You put my tongue where you want me”

“You are the best toy. I come quick and hard. Jerks my head off the pillow.” I describe.

“Enjoy your toy.” He says, always slowing me down. “Pull me hair and fuck my face and feel my tongue trying to enter your cunt.”

“Oh g-d yes.”

“I need this. Need your heat. I need the smell and taste. I wait for you to quiver again and feel you need my cock.” he types back instantly. Our exchange is red hot, and it feels so fucking good to meet my match

He is a writer. Sexy writings.

“My taste is almost water now, so wet. My clit has softened.”

So am I. Sexy writings.

“But my tongue is there.” he writes.

“Everything has softened. Still pulling you to grind out a few more. Trying to get you into the spaces that have been missed. But everything is so wet it’s hard to keep you on the spot.”

“So use your toy and fuck my face.” he explains.

“The moment I come I’m like a cat and swatting you away. No more clit stimulation. I want you deep inside. My hands reach for you. What happened to your cock? Are you hard? What does it want?” I ask.

“You look at it and wonder is it hard enough. You smile happy after your first orgasms your body relaxed your breasts beautiful & you put my cock into your mouth. Your way. What is your way?’ he asks.

“Today my way is studious and earnest. Not because I need it in my mouth, because I want to be a good girl. My way is to kneel on a pillow at the side of the bed, place your hands on my head, and show me how to make you hard as hell, but not come…  I want to feel the dissolve of your restraint through my lips on your cock. The point where you are concerned for my throat but you want it deep. I want to feel that conflict, where you allow yourself to do something naughty and where that decision is made and you know I want it. I also want to feel the regain. The ‘are you ok?’”

“On your pillow kneeling there slowly licking and testing the cock you want to fuck. Playing with it, swallowing it, holding it. Preparing it. On your pillow looking me in the eye knowing you have that power. Are u going to tell me to fuck you yet?” he asks. 

Sexy Writings

He’s destroying me. I’m shaking with need. It feels like he’s read some part of my desire that even I can’t decipher. Sexy writings.

Fuck me. Very shallow, very slow, very gently. Don’t ever go deeper than I pull you in. If you are slow and precise, you’ll feel my pussy pull you in all by itself. It’ll tell every mm of your cock when and what it wants. I’ll take charge of both of us.”

“I agree flip you over on your belly and push open your cunt with my tongue and one finger. I know you want to start just tip so I don’t even bother thrusting.”

“Yesssss.”

“I play teasing your cunt with tongue finger and teasing my own cock. Then I roll you back over on your back. I hold your arms. I look in your eyes.”

“Transfixed.” I say, and  I mean it. When he shows up he has me. A loop forms. We can go for hours. On and off all day all night. 

We are ravenous.

“I ask you do you want to fuck me?” he says.

“I would love to fuck you.”

“Need to be told again. I just kiss your breasts and neck and leave my cock on your clit.”

“Even mostly pinned, waves of energy cycle through me. Snaking spine. Please fuck me.” I say. Sexy writings are never enough.

“That slip from clit to mouth of cunt and your hips moving up to bring me in, your hand not even needed to point me.”

“The moment when the head of your cock pops past the opening of my pussy. Like water soaking into scorched earth. Relief.”

“Then I withdraw. Coz u need to be fucked slowly. I bury my face in your pussy for only a few seconds to tease you. You now want my cock and I want your cunt but it needs to be opened explored.” he types. I know he knows what I want and that he’s giving it to me.

Letting me mainline it.

“U go on top.” he continues “You need to. I am just a toy. You grind. Squirm. You look. Close your eyes. You pretend that it must slow down but your cunt squeezes so hard.”

“I want to kiss you. Pulling you up to sitting position. Sitting atop you. Tantra. I smell your breath. Lick the sweat from your face. Sharing waves. Laughing when we get the joke at the same time.”

“You do.”

“Want more of you.” I’m begging.

“I let you have me.”

“I have everything I want. Your cock. Eyes. Your voice in my ear. I want you to have everything you want.”

“But I do not ejaculate you feel my tantric orgasms shiver hot but you don’t have my come yet. And you are so wet. You are so receptive. I take your good girl pillow from the floor where you sucked my cock. I kiss you, gently scratch parts of your body and loosen massage others. You squirm. We kiss. I flip you over and put your pillow below you. After you suck my cock harder again. I spread your lips the colours of your sex and then I am fucking you hard. And you expect me to come. 

I ask you can I come.”

“Yes. Come for me. In me. Come now. I’m squeezing as hard as I can”

“Is that what you want?” he asks.

“I want to give you what you want.” I reply. “And like a good girl I think that’s tighter.”

“Then I ask you to roll over on your back.” he says.

“I comply”

“I want to see your face. Good girl. You sweat. I sweat.”

“I love the sensation of sliding against you. Love being covered in our sweat. The smell. The breeze as it evaporates. The drops off the ended of your nose falling onto my breasts.” I describe in sexy writings.

“Have u come enough? Am i a good toy? Tell me i am a good toy. You are a good girl.”

“You are the best toy. My favorite toy.” I affirm.

“Kisses. Hugs. Caresses. But I ache to come. All I think of.”

“Please?” I moan. “What’s your favorite way?”

“I am my cock at this point. I have had your body. Have touched every fold and curve. I have licked and tongued your cunt. I have slowly and gently and quickly fucked you. Make me come please.”

“I flip over again. On my hands and knees. Looking over my shoulder at you. Touching only your cock. Pulling back so my ass doesn’t slam into your thighs. You want it harder.” I tell him I know.

“I want your cunt and my hand grabs that short hair of yours.”

“Still not enough to grab the back. You’re closer to the crown so it pulls my chin upwards. To keep my spine straight I push my knees off the bed, which changes my angle. My cunt is now working you downwards as well as backwards.  Adding more of my bodyweight behind it. You’re sliding in and out of me with no stop at either end. Playing with different speeds and portions and frictions. Twisting my hips to be tighter. 

I feel your body start to harden.

Your hands drop to my hips, but you’re too close to drive. I’m setting the pace. You have relinquished. You’ve no agency left. You’re just a cock. I love it. Feeling your pressure build. Your body turns rock hard. All muscles tensed. I’m swirling around you still, twist and thrust, twist and thrust…”

“Petit mort.” he types. I smile. I know the man doesn’t lie. He just came in real life. 

“Kisses, Hugs” I send him tenderness and feel him sending it back to me. I’m emotionally preparing for us to sign off, for him to disappear, and this is the part that hits me with a bolt of surprise no matter how often it happens.

The part where he shows me our limitless desire infinitely reflected. The measurelessly erotic volley…

“Hugs and kisses and sweet words. Until your hips begin to move again…”

And they do.

Eid Mubarak.


Another spicy Ramadan experience

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This post is #2 in a series documenting cybersex with my favorite lover, including that one time we went at it relentlessly 16 hours a day for 3 weeks straight.

Next in the series

Cybersex Duet:

1: Halloween Lover

2: Your Cock

3: Dirty Sex Chat

4: Your Cunt

5: Shower Sex

6: 4th of July Orgasms

7: Cyberfuck Duet

8: Empty Me

9: Fuck

10: Hard

11: And then we talk of the pandemic

12: 20% Battery

13: Online Flirt

14: Hot Messaging

15: Side of Shibari

16: Three Day Blowjob

17: Naked in the Dark

18: Is Cybersex Cheating?

19: Want You (Sexy Messages)

20: Hot Sexy Stories

21: Erotic Stories

22: Orgasms Litter My Day: Free Sexy Reads

But wait, there’s more!

How we met: The European Lovers: Hookup

The first time: The European Lovers: Barcelona


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