Hi :)

I'm really curious about the idea of being 'talked through' sexual things. Is it wrong if I'm particularly intrigued by the paternalistic, teachery consescending kind too?

My evenings are a little flexible, so I was hoping to explore some sexual back and forth for a little stimulation. I'm really into a variety, but my 'flavour of the month' has to be encouraging humiliation, breeding and the idea of being caught doing something dirty, and being embarrassed for it. 🙊

I like writing, and having pretty lengthy sexual chats about the 'why' of fetishes. I love guys older than me (21), and with a penchant for patronizating and condescending, so... I hope that enticed, haha.

And to pique your curiosity a little more, here's something I wrote earlier: Okay, but imagine if we were lying on our sofa, watching a movie or something. Lights a little dim, it's dark and cold outside, but warm and cozy indoors. Maybe I shift to straddle your lap, tracing my fingers over your neck and shoulders a little while I start to leave kisses where my fingers touched. After a little while, my interest gets the better of me and I begin to softly grind my hips back and forth—I'm only in a big tee, so the roughness of your pants rubbing against my clothed pussy feels extra nice.

The grinding becomes a little more, and my legs start to squeeze tighter around your hips; my arms finding their way behind your neck, up to your hair, tugging gently on the strands as my kisses get a little more languid, open-mouthed, with some slight sucking on the extra sensitive parts of your jawline and neck. In between my legs is heating up, and I know you can feel things start to shift when you glance down—the slight damp spot right on top of your clothed semi-hard cock makes both of us relax a little more, and soon both of our bodies are gyrating into each other, grinding our most sensitive parts together.

After a little more kisses, this time sloppier, messier, pouted lips and tongues intertwining, I slink down from your lap to the floor. Now on my knees, I look up to see your face a little flushed, chest taking bigger, slower breaths. Feeling your eyes on me only makes me wetter, and as I squeeze and rub my thighs together I start to unbuckle your pants. Soon the belt's off, zip's pulled down, exposing your cock, and I eagerly nuzzle my face into the base, leaving more hot, messy kisses over your body. Taking one hand, I slip your pants down to your feet, and start to caress and play with your cock in my palm; feeling my fingers firmly enclose over the tip while my other hand reaches further back, gently fondling more of you as I lean forward to let a long string of spit drool out onto your tip.

I hear you groan quietly above me, as we watch it glisten as it lands on the head. I smear it around with my lips, forming a little pout to better lazily spank and squish your hard cock against my lips—gingerly opening my warm, wet mouth further to softly suck your cock. Starting at the top, and working my way down, I can feel your length pressing up against my cheeks, tongue, and the top of my throat too; your cock's little throbs, paired with those moans makes my pussy heat up and drip, and I can feel it's stickiness coat my lips and upper thighs as I clench my legs in anticipation. Letting my throat take you as far as I can, with a few soft gags and moans, I start to suck back and forth..