"I am in control of you! Uh! ugh... I'm going to come...!"
Said Hollys boyfriend to her not so long ago. Alex and I laughed. And laughed. Then laughed a bit more.
My friends insist on illustrating their intimate encounters with the audio to go with it. Holly (who by the way has given up all dominant thoughts in favour of submissive) has always been good at telling stories. I on the other hand am unable to make any talking sound even remotely sexy unless my dulcet tones are uttered in the throws of passion/ over excitement of getting a new toy/ implement/ obscene torture device.
I did some listening to some "audio erotica" on adultwork and my god is it abysmal. I wasn't turned on I was in fact actually horrified that I have an appointment in an hour and had to go fetch my biggest vibrators in an attempt to rectify the situation. Which it did.
But you just don't understand. I'd much rather listen to a bloke chatting on about university level math or the finer points of stock broking to get me going. Might be weird but it's better than a load of pornstar style natter...
...not that I despise pornstar filth at all!
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