Zero, One, Two, Three [MFF] [exh] [voy] [mast]

She let him into their lives. Well, technically, she only let him into her life. She didn’t tell her wife about him. Not yet at least. For the time being he was her little secret and she wanted to see where this pen pal thing was going. She was an erotica writer and he was an erotica writer too. But what she wrote and what he wrote were two very different things. She liked writing about men screwing women, one-on-one, two-on-one, the more the merrier. He liked writing about sex for one, self-pleasure, masturbation, especially mutual masturbation. They both liked writing about their sexual fantasy land where anything could happen and anything did happen, all day long.

That’s before he started the 0, 1, 2, 3 game with her. He got a gig writing for a reality TV show and he needed a muse, someone to play his unusual sex game. He explained the set-up ever so carefully. “It’s sorta like truth or dare” he said, “kinda like Big Brother for adults only. I say a topic and you pick a number, between zero and 3”. “Why does it start at zero”, she said. “Well, that’s because zero means nada, nothing, you’re not going to talk about that. Zero means off limits, sort of like using the bathroom. Nobody wants to hear you piss and fart and shit, so that’s off limits topic for our reality TV show. Hell, you’ve got to have some privacy sometimes, so when you go relieve yourself, we won’t talk about that, OK? Well assuming you say zero.”

“And what does 1 mean?”, she said. “1 means it’s OK to write and talk about it. 2, means, it’s OK to audio record it, and 3 means it’s a topic for real time chat”. He needed numbers for everything and he was half-blind, so the best way for him to get a real thrill from their kinky relationship was to hear her voice along with a detailed description of her sex act.

He was a voyeur, a pervert, and a peeping tom. He especially liked to hear her masturbate. It was something about hearing a woman reach an orgasm that was the ultimate turn on for him.

They started at level 1. He asked about her daily sex habits and she was happy to talk about it. She was an exhibitionist at heart and his questions brought out the kink in her. She liked talking about her sexual activities just as much as he liked hearing about them too. And he just loved girl on girl sex. His dick got hard every time she mentioned her wife and the things they liked to do. For some reason just the thought of a girl kissing a girl was the ultimate turn on for him. And for some reason, she didn’t have any problems talking about that subject, ad infinitum. ?

So she wrote about her regular routine in great detail. She liked to orgasm at least 3 times a day and her wife liked to do it three times a week, so occasionally, when the wife was too busy doing something else, she pleasured herself with her magic wand, just to keep the juices flowing.

He asked her to tell him what she thought about when she was masturbating. She told him that she usually fantasized about men. There was Yoshi and Alex and other men from her sizzling hot erotica stories to fantasize on. She thought of men sticking it in the front and sticking it in the back and licking pussy and getting fucked and when she closed her eyes and let herself go, she would see stars and cum every time.

She started at a 1 for masturbation. She picked one of her sex for one sessions to write about and she told him all about it. She wrote every detail. Where she was, what she was thinking about, what sex toy she used, how she opened her pussy lips and stuck it in, how she found her g-spot and how long it took to orgasm.

It seemed a little cumbersome at first, but then she quickly realized that writing about it had opened her eyes to some intimate feelings. Feelings she never felt before. It was kind of mesmerizing and exhilarating too. She realized over time that she while she was masturbating she could imagine a whole story in her mind and after she would cum she could write a sexy tale to get him turned on, as if he was there.

And then things got a little out of hand. She started at level 1 by writing about her masturbation sessions and then she went to a 2 and started recording it too. That was a lot easier. All she had to do was start a voice memo on her phone talk into the mic. She meticulously described where she was, what she was using, what she was thinking about and how it made her feel. And as he listened to her voice, he could hear the erotic sounds of self pleasure in the background.

The recordings were short at first, about 5 minutes or so. But when she really got into it, they could stretch out to 10 minutes or more. He especially liked the sound she made when she smacked her ass and jammed the dildo in deep to hit her g-spot. He heard a smack, a whimper and then a sigh of relief. She made sounds he couldn’t describe, but the effect on his manhood was astounding. She made inaudible sound that had to be off the register, and he was so aurally excitable that he could shoot a load by just listening to the sound of her voice.

He was welled trained by her kinky messages he found in his inbox every morning. He would double click the audio file and start the recording in deep anticipation of a good time. His pulse would quicken at just the sight of her message. And as soon as he heard her intro “I’m in the bed with my purple toy tonight”, he knew that was his cue to drop his pants, grab some lotion and start massaging his cock. He was rarely disappointed and he never felt alone.

She knew what he was doing with her recordings and she liked it, just like the times when he told her how excited he got reading her erotica stories. She wrote so she could turn men on and even though she hadn’t had a man in years, she still had the magic in her.

And when she jumped to level 3, he went wild. It took a while for her to get comfortable doing a real time chat, but after she did it for the first time, she was hooked for life.

She loved talking about it. As she licked her fingers and inserted them oh so softly as she parted her pussy lips, she would say “ummm, I’m licking my fingers and parting my pussy lips, I’m putting in one finger and now two and massaging my clit, ever so slightly.”

He listened in awe as she massaged her clit. Eventually she pulled out a big black dildo and inserted the tip. She gyrated her hips on it and made little sucking signs. He listened to her as she made fucking sounds like a cam girl on chaturbate. But this was something special. It was their private party. No one else would ever know what they were doing. Not his wife, not her wife, no one. It was their little secret. Their little adults only reality show.

She was the exhibitionist. He was the voyeur. This was their form of mutual masturbation, long distance style. And as they did it and got so much excitement, day in and day out, they both wrote a story about it too. And then they thought, who was going to read it? Who was going to reveal it first? Was it like a clandestine affair? She was getting hooked on their dirty pleasure breaks and at the same time she was little afraid her wife would tell her to stop. I mean, this was something intimate, something personal and her wife could get jealous.

That’s when she found out something she never expected to hear. Her partner liked it too. She liked reading about her sexual exploits. She liked listening to her audio tapes. And she especially liked peeping in when she was masturbating live. Her wife loved it so much she started masturbating while watching her too. And then she asked herself, why should she be so selfish and hide what she was doing? If she enjoyed it so much, others would enjoy it too. And that’s when she came to the conclusion that an orgasm is a terrible thing to waste.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7ca7s8/zero_one_two_three_mff_exh_voy_mast