Like many of you, I’ve been feeling stir crazy during the pandemic, but I’m too scared of covid to fuck around. I tried a few masked and distanced dates to meet people while being safe, but I wasn’t able to fully relax and trust the other person enough to feel comfortable getting physically close. And that’s not fun for anyone. I’ve been honest with people as I try to navigate these boundaries, but it has made finding and developing a solid, genuine connection that much more difficult. In the meantime, I want to be touched so badly, I’m crawling out of my skin. And the lack of sexual engagement is making me need and want attention more than I’d have ever admitted in the past. I like to be self-assured and confident yet humble, without looking to men for validation. But now that being safe means being alone, I’m finding myself acting out in ways I never would have in the past. I want to be wanted. But I also want to be satisfied. I’m having trouble figuring out how to fulfill both conditions.
In the meantime, I’m talking with someone new, M (39M), who knows and respects my boundaries. For now, our relationship is entirely virtual and sex positive. He’s much more experienced than I am sexually. If you have read any of my other posts, you’ll know it’s not too hard for someone to be more experienced than me :) But he’s encouraging me to enjoy this time to experiment with anything that brings me pleasure. All of this has made me more forward than I’d usually be. I’ve sent him photos of myself in lingerie I bought but haven’t had the chance to wear for a partner in person. I’ve been more open about the kind of porn that turns me on, the kinds of things I fantasize about. He’s been very responsive, up until the other day.
He mentioned he had a work project he was focused on. I didn’t want to be a distraction, but I had allowed myself to get used to the back and forth and the attention he was showing me. I am employed and have hobbies and friends, of course! But living alone during the pandemic still means extended lengths of time with nothing to do but smoke weed and fantasize about sex. So I was horny and feeling bratty, having not heard from him for a little while. I texted him and asked him if he had a minute to do me a quick favor. He agreed before I even had to ask.
Me: The next time you are turned on and find yourself thinking about me, will you please take a photo of your hard cock and send it to me?
M: Yes, ma’am!
He was happy to oblige. I started touching myself while looking at his picture, but I held back from really getting into it. I’m going to deny myself all day and enjoy myself later. I am hoping M will be done with his project and maybe he’ll be willing to help me cum. He’s not turned off by my naivete when it comes to kink and play. He has hinted at past play with couples and groups, and I want to hear his stories. I want him to call me on the phone and describe these encounters in detail while I masturbate. I want him to hear my breathing change as I vary the speed, pressure, and location of my touch. I want him to tell me I’m a good girl, that I make him happy, that I make him hard. I want him to make me cum so hard I leave a wet spot on my sheets. I want to send him a photo of my wet sheets and thank him for the experience. I want him to read this and be prepared to follow through before the sun goes down on this beautiful but lonely day.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/is2doc/im_39f_crawling_out_of_my_skin_and_am_acting_out
What a fabulous, inspiring and exciting description of your thoughts and feelings! I’d love to play that kind of game with someone. May all your wishes and wants come true.