Archive for September 21st, 2017

Early Bird Sneak Peeks: “Lost in the Echo” and “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl”!

September 21, 2017

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Free Coffee”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA (along with last week’s story on Literotica, “Vacant Moan”). But the Early Bird patrons will be getting both “Lost in the Echo” (MC FF) and “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl” (MC FF RB)!

“Lost in the Echo” tells the story of college student Dian, who’s trying very hard not to listen to the hypnosis MP3 that she’s gradually become addicted to. But even when she’s not listening to it, that doesn’t mean she’s not thinking about it. And the echo in her head is just as irresistible as the real thing. Here’s a taste:

If only it didn’t loop, Dian thought. If she could just play it for twenty minutes, a half hour, however long it actually was, it would be fine. She could listen to it and tease her pussy until she came and walk away. But it was all so seamless. There was no point to break the cycle. Once she started to listen, the opening line (she could hear it now in her head, tempting her to come back to it, whispering, ‘You want to go deeper for me now…’) always blended so smoothly into the flow of the recording that she never realized when it started and stopped. So it never stopped once Dian started it.

And she could start it right now. She could go back over to the computer and start the file. She knew it was a bad idea, she knew that if she started it up again she’d wake up Sunday morning naked and confused with a damp spot on the towel she always placed on her computer chair…but she could hear the voice in her head, saying, ‘My voice fills you with so much pleasure. Every time you think about resisting, you find your thoughts sliding instead to just what it is you’re trying to resist. Inexorable bliss. Until your resistance falls away and only the pleasure remains.’

Meanwhile, “You’re Not an Ordinary Girl” returns to the Girls(tm) universe with the story of Charity, who’s got some very…specific needs in her idea of the perfect Girl. Ideas she can’t get from the website. Ideas that make her horny enough to track down someone else’s Girl just to talk about it. Here’s a taste:

Aaron smiled at the Girl with a warmth that Charity had some very uncharitable thoughts about. “She’s an old friend who wanted to speak privately to you,” he said, the ironic tone of a few moments ago now completely gone. “I’m going to leave the two of you alone for a few minutes, but…” He frowned slightly, lost for words for a moment. “Nothing romantic, please? Not even if she asks. Things are settled between us, and I’d rather not complicate them.”

The Girl nodded. “Of course, Aaron,” she replied, sounding oddly indulgent in her agreement. Charity somehow expected her to sound like a maid or a nanny or something, all verbal curtsies and ‘sir’ after every sentence and ‘how may I please you?’ as a conversation starter, but this Girl sounded like she was letting the dog sit on the couch with her to watch television. It made it a little harder for Charity to hide the reason she came; her cheeks prickled with the heat of an involuntary blush.

Once again, though, her specific embarrassment was covered by the general embarrassment of the situation. Aaron smirked at her, but it felt like the smirk of someone who thought his ex-girlfriend was finally doing what she should have done a long time ago and getting over her weird reticence about sex. Charity was okay with that. Well, not okay okay, because it brought up a lot of painful memories about the way that they drifted apart over a wide and aching gulf in sexual compatibility that he couldn’t even understand, let alone bridge, but at least she wouldn’t have to have another halting conversation about ‘sexual, y’know, fantasies’ that trailed off into choking silence.

Hope you enjoy them!