Throughout my life, I’ve never considered comfort a prerequisite for pleasuring myself. What’s changed is my awareness of the different senses that arouse me —whether it’s lighting a scented candle, having a glass of wine to feel a bit loose, or imagining the kiss of someone who just had a glass of wine. Interestingly, I don’t often tap into my sense of hearing. Perhaps that’s because I usually touch myself while watching porn, listening to voice notes, or viewing videos from a long-distance relationship, or even reminiscing about previous memories. 

 When I touch myself, I imagine the grip of a vagina or a softer touch if I’m picturing receiving a blowjob. I often hold my breath, picturing myself being choked, which enhances the sensation. It allows me to focus on the moment and the pleasure I feel. As I slowly reach a climax, I usually let out a deep sigh of relief. 

 As I’ve started prioritizing comfort and other senses, I’ve begun to move away from watching porn. Now, I often picture those moments of comfort as if I were with a partner, adding a different dimension to pleasuring myself.

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We met for the first time in a speakeasy. Speakeasies have always had a naughty feel. They are unscripted and sealed. They are typically in the city’s underbelly, under the fancy restaurant, or behind the unappealing sign. They have strategically placed sentinels at their doorways who ask for the word that is kept “a secret”.

A secret.

A secret like the one you and I are sharing.

The secret that they are sharing.

The secret of why we are here…

We are sitting at the table, getting to know us, getting to know you and your stories. Getting to know you as a person, a couple, and our next new friend. Getting to know us as a pair, while we both know we plan to seduce.

This is all very new to me, and it is very new to all of us. And yet we decide we want to try it and play with it. We want to hear your naughty stories, and for you to listen to our. We want to be in your stories, and for you to appear in ours. We want to be part of your stories and for yours to be part of ours.

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