I can’t help it I’m always chasing the fantasy life!
My Boyfriend Films Me While I Play With A Stranger
Is that wrong?
I want to go online tonight with you. I can’t help it, I know it’s wrong. But goddamn it, Daniel, I want to do this.
I know you have a wife of thirty years and a grown child. This is not going to threaten that, I promise you. I don’t want to have sex with you. But I simply, must, must, must, meet online with you.
You’ve been so kind about my work, telling me how much you admire my company and our product line. I am usually quite stand-offish with my customers, for my personal safety, you know. I can’t be giving my contact info out to people I don’t know, who might start stalking me, or worse.
It’s not easy being a woman in a world like this, so full of danger.
But it’s this danger that lures me, tonight. I’m pulled by it. I want to do this, Daniel. Because I really, really like you and I want to give you like the sexiest sex show of your life. Is that crazy? I know, I’m weird. But I’m fun, right?
I don’t mean to tease you or string you along. That’s why I’m clear — this is not the beginning of any kind of relationship. This is a one-off deal.
After that, we’ll pretend it never happened and we’ll go back to our businesslike relating, is that clear?
I guess it’s your age. Yeah, I got me some Daddy issues. The fact that you’re over sixty is a turn on to me, really it is.
I only like to do this with people who are at least twice my age.
I know, I know. I’ve talked to my therapist about it, and she doesn’t recommend that I continue with this practice. I often feel bad about it, afterwards, see. There’s a kind of guilt that sets in after I expose myself. After I let you use me for your pleasure over the webcam. After I watch you ejaculate. And after I bring myself to that intense orgasm.
After the orgasm subsides, there is a tremendous awkwardness. Don’t be surprised if I don’t even say goodbye, Dan. I’ll probably just switch the camera off and go downstairs and pour myself a drink.
I do feel bad afterwards.
But right now I feel so good. Just knowing that you’ve agreed to it and that tonight I’ll connect with you on the webcam, and I’ll be standing there in my bra and panties.
“Hi, Dan,” I’ll say.
And I’ll give you a shy smile because really, that’s the thing. Although I am such a crazed exhibitionist I’m really very shy! It will send tingles all over my body when the camera first goes on and I’m standing there in my sexy bra and panties.
Oh, and here’s the thing. You will be able to zoom in on any part of the frame to see things in detail if you want.
Because, as I explained to you earlier, my boyfriend will be manning the camera.
Don’t worry about him. I know it sounds humiliating for me to make him be the camera operator. But the thing is, Dan, I find webcamming with a stationary camera doesn’t bring out the best in me.
And I’ll be honest, it does kind of double the exhibitionist thrill for me, having my boyfriend watching too. You know, watching me being watched. Talk about the male gaze! Ha. Well, he’s a perv like most guys and he doesn’t mind, so don’t feel bad about him. He likes operating the camera for my crazy shows. And you’ll see, he’s gonna have his fun in the end.
It’s fine that your camera will be stationary.
All I want is for you to be standing there in your briefs. And hopefully, as the “show” progresses, I will begin to see a bulge appear in those briefs.
Do you need to take a little blue pill or anything? I know a lot of guys your age need a little help to get hard.
And here’s the thing, Dan. It is absolutely imperative that you get rock, rock hard.
For me.
And it is absolutely imperative that you praise, praise, praise me. Even if you don’t mean, it Dan, it doesn’t matter. What gets me really wet is for you to say things like:
“Oh my gosh, you are so beautiful.”
“You are the most beautiful young woman I’ve ever laid eyes on.”
“I feel so lucky that you chose me to share this with.”
“I’m so turned on by you.”
“Your body is perfect.”
“Turn around, let me see your sweet ass. Oh, god, that ass is sweet. Can you pull the panties down just a bit so I can see the crack? Oh god, what a sweet crack, if only I could be there and kiss that crack. I feel like I can almost smell you from all the way here in Colorado. Damn, if I were in California right now I would lick your crack. I would lick it from top to bottom.”
I’m going to stop, now, because I actually don’t want to put words in your mouth. I want you to come up with original shit, Dan. I know you will. But this is the gist of it, you know. Like telling me that I’m the sexiest piece of ass you ever laid eyes on, that you just want to fuck me so bad, that I’m like as sexy as it’s even possible for a woman to be, or even more, like I’m so sexy you feel like you’re in the presence of… something mysterious. The mysterious force of a female’s privacy.
That’s the thing, Dan, I want to let you into my most private world. I want to show you how I take off my bra, and I want to show you how I like to rub my own nipples, how turned on that makes me. I want to show you how I like to caress my own belly as my hand makes its way down. And how I like to slip a hand into my panties and begin rubbing my clit. I want you to hear the private sounds I make when I masturbate. It’s like quiet little kitten noises, like little sighs and purrs, you know. I want to give you that secret. Men have told me that I’m so sexy when I make those kitten noises.
I don’t do it on purpose, it’s just the sounds I make at first when I’m approaching my first orgasm, and then I want you to know the private sounds I make when I cum, how you can hear the tension building up in my cries, and then, ahhhhh! The release. And then I often say things like, “Oh fuck!” afterwards, because it always takes me by surprise, the orgasm. I wonder why? It’s not like I haven’t had thirty thousand fucking orgasms in my life. Why does it always take me by surprise? I want you to hear me being taken by surprise, Dan. I want you to watch me pushing myself over the cliff and falling, and screaming, and gyrating my hips as I thrust my pussy into the air and let it cum, cum, cum!
And then I want to turn over. And I want you to wish out loud, you know, like wish that you could kiss my muscular back and kiss my ass. And eat my ass. I want you to wish that you could stick your big dick in me. And I want you to tell me how hard I’ve made you and I want you to imagine fucking me from behind, then pulling out and cumming on my ass.
But you only pretend to cum that time, OK, Dan. Because I want more, afterwards.
I want to turn around and see your cock for the first time, as you stroke it and you look at me so horny. And you tell me again how hot I am.
I want you to imagine that you’re kissing me. And that we’re being really intimate with our tongues. I’ll have my boyfriend zoom right in on my lips and my mouth, right into my mouth as we “kiss” and I want you to imagine your tongue is touching my tongue and that we’re connecting so deeply.
Then I’ll tell you that I want to fuck you so bad, Dan. And I’ll tell my boyfriend to leave the camera there and come over and lie on the bed.
“That’s you, Dan,” I’ll say, pointing to my boyfriend on the bed. “It’s not my boyfriend any more, do you understand that?”
“Yes,” you’ll say. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me.”
“I’m gonna fuck you so good, Dan. So good!”
And then I am going to go over and sit on my boyfriend’s cock and I’m going to fuck him slow and deep and I’m going to say, “Yeah, Dan, fuck me baby. Fuck me, Danny boy! Fuck me! Cum in me, Danny! Cum in me now!”
And I’ll cum at the same time, slamming my hands down on my boyfriend’s shoulders as I cum. And hopefully, you’ll cum too. Really good, Dan. And then I’ll collapse on my boyfriend and be like a dead person for like a minute. Then the shame will probably hit me.
Like why did I just let you, more or less a stranger, watch me fuck another guy like that? Why did I need to do that? What’s wrong with me?
Those are the things I’ll think about, probably. But I won’t listen to them. Because I know we will have shared something special, won’t we? I mean, weird, but very special.
Are you excited?
I sure am! I’ll FaceTime you at 8pm like we planned.
See you then, baby.
I can’t wait to expose my most private and secret self to you!
My sweet Danny Boy!
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