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He folds up a towel into quarters, laying it at my feet and then pointing at it much like you would gesture for a dog to sit. I kneel upon the towel and place my hands out in front my me palms up averting my gaze to his feet. I feel the weight on my palms as he places the cup in one hand and badger bristle brush in the other. A Strong hand gently reaches under my chin bringing my eye to meet his.

“Build my lather, but make it creamy this time! The last time it had too many bubbles and dried out too fast. Do you understand, my pet?”

I nod and look down at the metal cup containing the puck shaped soap inside. I lift the Badger hair brush, weeping water from its soaked bristles, and brush it gently across the soap. I am determined to build the silkiest lather my master has ever encountered.

I am treated to the sounds of splashing water against his Adonis like physic and the soft baritone of his humming while he showers. When he finally emerges in a ploom of steam from the shower, glistening gloriously, I offer him his lather, looking down once more at the floor. I want nothing more than to feast my eyes upon his lean muscular frame but I have not been invited to.

Another folded towel is placed in front of me. His hand snakes through my hair and  grasps tightly. He guides my head down towards the second towel until I am face down in it, my rear pointing upward. It is then I feel the cold metal hook slide into place. A short time after master attaches his Strop to the end of the hook. He begins to hone his straight upon his strop. The rhythmic pulling is a delicate dance between pain and pleasure. Several times I jolt slightly knocking master off rhythm, causing him to unhook his strop and punish my bare rear with it before returning to honing his tool.

Satisfied with the condition of the tool, he removes the hook and once again grabbing a hand full of hair guides me into the kneeling position. My hands fly back up in front of me palms up. This practice has become muscle memory now. He places a hand mirror into my hands and points to the counter near the sink. I am to sit upon the counter and hold his mirror while he adeptly navigates the peeks and hallows of his handsome face with his artfully crafted Dovo.

I can’t help but grin knowing if after this master is pleased, I will be well rewarded.

 

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seXBox 360 phone sex

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I had a thought, a wicked thought, about how I can condition you.  It all started when I wanted your attention but you were all wrapped up in your video game.  So, I offered you a game.

 

Remember the day I sunk down between your legs and sucked your dick while you were playing?  I got you so hard with my talented tongue, lapping and licking, softly nibbling the head of your dick. Then, once you were hard, I grabbed my remote and got on all fours, welcoming you to Fuck me from behind as we played your video game.

 

Every time you started to get close to cumming, I would work harder at the game, laughing at how I would beat you soon.  The distraction was enough to hold off your climax.  But if you slowed, I taunted you again and begged you for harder, faster, more, need your cock so bad.

 

You lasted so long, letting me enjoy that incredible thrusts of that cock that fits so well inside me, driving my pleasure, my own hungers to heights I’ve never felt before.

 

But it wasn’t my pleasure, or even my own climax that was my goal.

 

My end game *giggle* is that every time you play those little boys button mashing shoot-em-up games, I know you are getting hard, your dick is twitching, thinking of my sinfully sweet cunt

 

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Double the pleasure, Double the fun Phone Sex.

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We couldn’t be more different. She has her nose in books I have mine in the latest celebrity twitter feed. She gets amazing grades; I’m here to party with frat boys. But it’s like looking in the mirror every time I look at her, a mirror that turns my platinum blonde hotness into mousy brown frumpiness. So while we share a dorm room and a gene pool we haven’t shared much else since we were still in pigtails. That’s why it struck me as odd when she came over and sat on my bed in front of me. Reaching over she slowly pushed the screen of my laptop down closing it.

 

“what’s it like the first time?” she asked looking down at her hands biting her lip.

 

“holy fuck you haven’t had sex yet?”

 

Her eyes shot up at me in horror. “NO!!! I don’t plan on it till I find the right guy!” She exclaimed a scowl on her face.

 

“Then what the hell are you talking about, spazz?” I respond in a snooty tone then kick her softly.

 

“I mean…” Her eyes become large “what’s it like the first time you masturbate?” she asked her voice getting quieter with every word.

 

I busted out into a short lived fit of laughter. Quickly laughter turned into pity and then introspection. I couldn’t recall the first time I had masturbated. But I could remember the last. Reaching over to my nightstand drawer I pulled out my magic wand.

 

“Only one way to find out!”

 

She looked at it quizzically inspecting every inch…”where does this go?” she asked looking terrified.

 

“Your pussy you fucking moron….”

 

“But….bit it will never fit…”

 

“ugh! Take your panties off and lie on your bed!” I demanded her. She wants to learn, I show her. It’s like masturbation anyway right? We’re twins, basically the same person.

To Be Continued

 

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A Jam-packed Week Phone sex

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I have a week of paid vacation I need to use or loose. Let’s take time off work together hubby! I know you’ve been working overtime and looking forward to doing some paintballing and video gaming for a while now. I don’t want to interrupt your fun time. I’ll make sure to busy myself with other things. There are over 100 positions in the Kama Sutra. Let’s invite 4 of your best bro’s over so you don’t have to lift a finger. I can split those positions up evenly amongst them! I promise to save the most rewarding positions for you. After all the dust has settled and I am stretched, tired, dirty, dripping, and sore, I promise to recount every moment for you in detail while you enjoy the biggest ripest cream pie either of us has ever seen.

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Have a meal, On me phone sex

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You notice me struggling for a serving platter on a high shelf.  At first your content to watch me stretching in my yoga pants and tank top, midriff exposed, calves and ass flexing while I balance on my tippy toes. You’re so mesmerized that you don’t notice when I turn around.

“Can you help me, or are you just gonna stand there?”

You acquiesce and effortlessly reach the platter. You hand it to me and I demand your cellphone. Again you acquiesce and hand me your phone. I enter my number into your contacts under the name dinner date.

“Call me in an hour. We will set up plans for me to make you a meal tonight.”

I hand you your phone back and I’m gone with a flash. You go about your day checking the clock every 10 or so minutes, excited to call me. Finally and hours passes and you call. We make plans, but I give you odd instructions. You are to come to my house tonight let yourself in and you are to find your way to my dining room. I assure you that you will know what to do from there. You do what I ask that night, cautiously entering the strange house. You turn left at the entry way like I told you over the phone and see the tip of the dining table. You enter the room to find my lying at the head of the table upon the platter you retrieved for me earlier that day.

“I hope you’re famished, I’ve prepared something special for you!”

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