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Satiating Sexual Needs: One Gender at a Time, Conclusion

You’re still trying to process the fact that your wife is going to scurry off into the night to bed a complete stranger. The notion of this is disconcerting to you and the look on your face definitely shows how humiliated you are feeling. It was one thing for you to see that your wife had fallen for me. It was humbling that I made you pay me for the chance to be sexual with her. To be told, however, that I was sending her out to sell her newly transformed body, well, that was a line you just were not ready to cross.

I can see that you’re trying to find the nerve to protest this situation. We’ll absolutely be having none of that, I quip! I’m not manipulating her for the purpose of making you feel anguish. I’m doing it because I want you to show me how far you will go for me. “Besides,” I tell you, “it’s more complicated than that. You’ll see.”

But you didn’t want to wait to see. The thought of your wife being sold to the highest bidder was excruciating. “Babe, we simply can’t argue about this. She’s already committed to doing this. Tonight’s assignment is for her to have at least two different men cum inside of her and it’s already getting late.” With that, I give your wife a hard slap on her ass. She jumps at the command and scampers to put her bra and blouse back on. She plants a kiss on your cheek and says goodbye, then turns to me and does the same before leaving.

The idea of men ejaculating inside of your wife is hard for you to accept. Seeing that you are still pouting, I offer some words of enlightenment. “Babe, I’d like for you to look on the bright side. This is making me very happy. Those words bear repeating: this is making me very happy.”

“However, you can stop this right now if you wish. I’ll text her to come home immediately. You should know though, that if you chose to exercise this option, it will mean canceling her breast augmenting shots for tomorrow. In addition, I will also cancel her upcoming procedures for lip injections and further body enhancements.” You and your cock perk up a little because you know that there’s still more to come (quite literally).

I continue enumerating what’s at stake if you decide that you’re not onboard with sacrificing your wife for my personal gain. I look at you and begin massaging your cock through your pants, “It will also mean that I can no longer touch your cock the way you need me to.” After this declaration, I yank my hand away from your cock. You are silent and powerless in my presence.

I look at you reassuringly and reiterate “Babe, I own that erection. Take my cock out.” You hesitate and then murmur, “Ashlee, I’m afraid.” I squeeze your hand and say, “I know you are, babe. You’re afraid that after all the maneuvering I’ve done without even having your cock in my mouth, between my tits, or in my pussy, that once you are completely under my spell, you’ll even sign over your house to me.” I silently say to myself, little do you know mister, I want something way more significant than that!

I ignore your apprehension and begin pulling down your pants. When they’re at your knees, I moisten your cock (which is sooo obviously still mine) with my tongue and proceed to jerk it slowly with my hand. I’m saving my more ambitious moves for a bit later, as I do not want you climaxing just yet. I know that when I have you fully erect, you are moved with emotion and brimming with affection for me. It’s in these instances that I feel most fulfilled and closest to you. My gut tells me that it’s time now!

“Baby, there’s something else that I want from you. I know it may seem a bit shocking.” You’re immobilized awaiting my next proclamation. At this point, your mind is swirling with a bit of fright, but your cock is reeling in the throes of sexual delight. It might be a bit of a dilemma for some, but the power I wield over you and your cock is just too encompassing for you to resist. And so, I begin to work my magic once again.

My fingers begin to work the swelling head of your cock, and any contemplation that may have been lingering has now vanished. As I work the underbelly of your penis I cradle your full balls in my other hand. Within seconds, a small fountain of pre-cum begins oozing from the tip of your glorious cock. In this moment, you’ll do absolutely anything for me. “Sweetheart, I want you to impregnate me.” You’re dead silent. You never saw this coming (no pun intended).

Before you can find any words, I press my lips to yours. We have the most intense make out session of your life. As we continue kissing with unbridled passion, I crawl onto your lap and grab your ass beneath me. I pull back so that we can stare into each other’s eyes. I see my answer.

A moment later, you push your raging cock deep inside of my wanting pussy. My body is arched and the initial penetration from your juicy, thick cock sends me straight to the brink of orgasm! I place your hands on my hips to allow you to control my every movement. Your eyes roll back in your head; you let out an involuntary moan as we explode into ecstasy together.

I fall forward, leaning against you. I plant several sweet kisses on your neck and lay my head on your shoulder. With my arms still wrapped around your neck, you softly utter “I love you Ashlee.”

“Yes, I know you do, my baby.”

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Satiating Sexual Needs: One Gender at a Time, Part 2

We continue last week’s episode with my just having arrived unannounced at your home. Your initial response is that of glee (and arousal) from seeing my luscious melons before you beneath my flimsy summer dress. Your second thought was the fear of getting caught by your wife, but I assured you that she will be gone for quite a while so it won’t be a problem.

“How can you be so sure Ashlee?”

I sit you down and walk you through the chain of events that led up to my visit. It started when your wife sought out phone sex for the same reasons you did: horniness and loneliness. Her path towards meeting me was also similar to yours. She was enchanted by the phrase “No man calls only once” correctly assuming it also applied to any woman as vulnerable as she was.

I got her to open up to me. I soothed her insecurities, satiated her lust and won her trust. She let her guard down in a big way. I pounced on the opportunity and thus began fostering the beginning of her dangerously strong addiction to me. You sat in awe of my story, feeling dumbfounded trying to process my having cultivated such a relationship with your wife that was flourishing right underneath your nose.

“Ashlee, darling, I don’t know if I should feel mad that she’s cheating on me or insulted that I have to share you with someone so utterly disenchanting. Why did you do this?” I can see that you are taken aback and worried. While this was not my goal, I saw it as a possibility, one that I am willing to live with. I find that it is necessary to shake you to the core once in a while. (Please accept this without complaint; thank you!)

“You shouldn’t be mad or jealous,” I assure you. “Well, maybe it’s okay to be a little jealous, but only a little. You are my priority, not her. I’m using her to grow closer to you.” From there I explain my plan. You’re going to surrender her to me, and I’m going to make her do certain things (one specific thing in particular). “What one thing?” you ask. However, I’m not ready to divulge the answer to that question yet.

We’re sitting on your couch. I unbutton the top of your shirt and push my soft hands inside, softly grazing my fingernails down your chest. My fingertips trace your chest until they find your nipple and then gently circle around it. You’re nipple is now protruding through your shirt; I plant several small wet kisses on your neck that each end with a dot of my tongue before pulling your ear lobe my wanting mouth. We go on like this, cuddling and kissing, whispering and confiding, for a good ten minutes. I have you under my spell, and I haven’t even touched my cock (yet). You’d do anything for me. It’s time for anything!

Just then your front door opens and in walks your wife! You’re stunned by how different she looks. “Like what you see?” I ask. I’ve got her donning a hooker’s wardrobe, including knee high latex boots and slutty makeup. I stand beside her and rip off her sheer blouse to expose her tits that are bursting out of a black lace bra. Only now, her tits are so much bigger! “That’s where she’s been my love,” I tell you. I explain the injections that I arranged for. She spent all morning being prodded with the latest and most advanced medical technology that your savings could afford. Now she has these amazing tits that look almost as flawless as mine; (the operative word here is almost!!)

“Babe,” I start, “I’ve decided to pimp your wife out. You no longer need to pay me. She will.” You’re in a state of shock and can’t comprehend everything I’m saying. I see this and try to console you. “Don’t worry baby,” I continue, “It will all make sense in time.” I sit down beside you and pat you on the head. You take a deep breath as I place a finger underneath your chin and direct your attention to your wife and her new tits that are standing directly before us.

You can see in her eyes that’s she’s all in. It’s not that she really digs what’s been done to her, or what she’s going to be made to do; rather, it’s that she’s accepted it without protest. I start kissing your neck again and quietly whisper so that only you can hear me, “Babe, you’re going to be her first customer. I want you to buy me a $100 gift card off my wish list. For this I will allow you to be the first of many men to suck on her new tits.”

True to my promise, I do allow you to suck on your wife’s new bodacious breasts. They’re beautifully round and her nipples are fully erect. You enjoy feeling your wife’s hands cradle the back of your head as you suckle her with newfound fervor.

After only 5 minutes, I tell you that you’ve done enough sucking for now, but you eagerly purchase two more sessions with her from me. When you try to buy a 4th session, I rebuff your offer; kiss you once again and murmur passionately, “Sorry my love, but she needs to get going. “Her first John is waiting.”

To be continued…

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Satiating Sexual Needs: One Gender at a Time, Part 1

I know you love it when I exercise my creativity, from sharing personal tidbits about myself, to tapping into newfound triggers, to finding fresh ways to excite you in between our encounters. I always seem to detect a different kind of vigor in your erection when you realize that I’m about to serve to you a unique piece of my mind’s meandering.

With this in mind, I allowed myself the indulgence of absolutely no boundaries when my head hit the pillow last night. My mission was to dream up a brand new fantasy that would get you off with unprecedented magnitude. After a little tossing and turning, the light bulb finally went on. I fell into a deep and peaceful slumber within minutes after having this revelation.

I bring to you this fantasy knowing that you and I could actually make it happen if we wanted to but also knowing that the probability of you embracing it (in real time anyway) is not likely. The danger of my willingness versus the protection of your reluctance makes for an incredible climax though!

Your own quest began with seeing phone sex ads in adult magazines. The novelty was enough to make you cum hard the first few times. After a while though, you wanted more than a boring formulated phone sex call. That brought you to the internet, and your search for the best phone sex brought you here to me! Over time your tastes have evolved into needs, and from needs into pure cravings (cravings that only I can fully satisfy).

With some similarities, this fantasy is the tale of your wife’s erotic journey to finding me and her eventual sexual reawakening (thanks to yours truly).

She was home alone and in the mood to be sexed up. She wasn’t feeling young and attractive anymore; her self-esteem was all but gone. Like any other vulnerable person in this situation, she looked to the internet to feed her arousal. However, the contrived free porn she found fell short. She needed someone just as you did when you found me. This is how her state of mind and spirits were when she stumbled upon my site. I immediately saw her vulnerability as a golden opportunity for me.

Fast forward a few weeks to the present. I’ve been getting your wife off over the phone almost daily. She’s past the point of wanting me. When you and I first met, I knew that I wanted to get to know you better right away. And to this day, I’m very happy that we have cultivated such an amazing relationship that we both appreciate and cherish.
I’m not seeking intimacy and companionship with your wife. I’m working my absolute hardest to ensure her addiction to me so that I can control her, even more than I do you. After more than a dozen calls, I have her at my beck and call. She’s doing things for me that I still haven’t asked you to do yet. I care for you babe, sincerely and intensely. I don’t care about her! I’m using her. It’s at this point that our fantasy really takes off.

You’re home alone when the doorbell rings. Your grin is a mile wide when you see that it’s me at the door, clad in a sexy summer dress that really shows off my tan and silky thighs. “Hello babe!” I greet you. “Don’t worry,” I insist. “Your wife won’t be home for a quite a while.”

“What? How do you know that?”

I put the palm of my hand against your chest and gently push you backwards through the doorway into your living room. “I know because I made sure of it.” Just as you are taking my reply in, I reach down to your crotch and grab a hold of my cock through the thin fabric of your gym shorts. My lips meet yours as I use my free hand to gingerly grab the back of your head to control our kiss. “I’m going to completely blow your mind tonight, my love.” Our eyes lock as you see that I mean it. “Tonight won’t be just another ejaculation.”

To be continued…

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