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“What do you require to live up here?”

“I am not certain.  I have never been out of my Father’s house, I do not know what it takes to live on one’s own.”

“What of medical needs… are there any?”

“I thought my Father wrote you of these things.  Other than the typical doctors and dentist, I have no special aesculapian needs.”

“Dietary?“

“No… I am capable of eating what is considered normal foods.”

“I have specific … sexual … requirements.  When your Father agreed to our arrangement, did he mention them?”

“Yes actually, he did.  They do not seem odd.  In fact, they seem quite intriguing.  And I am interested in learning what pleases you.”

“Good.  Very good.  Let’s have our first lesson now… on the phone, so you will be ready for me immediately.  Does that suit you?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Excellent.  When you come to live with me, there will be times I may wish to use you at only a moments notice.  Does this frighten you?”

“Absolutely not.  Should it?”

“Perhaps.”

“I see.  If it is something to be frightened of, would you like me to remember that and act accordingly?”

“No.  I never wish for you to be alarmed at anything I do.  Anxious, yes… but fearful, no.”

There was a long pause in the conversation then, as he tried to formulate his next thought and phrase it as delicately as possible.

“Before I ask you this next question, I want you to know that I will never maliciously hurt you.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, I know this.”

“Good.  Now then, when I lay you on your belly in our bed and I pull on your hips, raising you up, I will slide 2 pillows beneath your pelvis to hold you there.  Will this be comfortable for you?”

“I cannot imagine why it would not be.  Yes, it should be fine.”

“I want you to spread your knees when I do this.  To open yourself up to me.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“And, I wish for you to reach back and take hold of your ass cheeks and spread yourself wide.”

“Yes.”

“When you feel my thumb, do not jump from the cold lubrication I have put on it.  This is necessary to do, so you will not have pain.”

“I shall try not to react suddenly.”

“I will tease you a bit, rubbing circles.  Then push gently until your muscles relax.  Slowly, I will insert my thumb a little at a time, drawing back and inserting a little more, until you can accept my whole digit.”

No words came from the other end of the receiver, only the softest sounds of labored breathing.

“My thumb pushes into you slowly, as I feel your hips respond with a push back.  Do you think your hips will push back?”

“Oh, yes,” came the breathy answer.

“That is wonderful to hear and it was the response I was hoping for.”

“Tell me more, please?”

“I will continue pumping my thumb into you, my pretty one.  Harder and faster, until you are wild with desire.  And when your moans grow uncontrollable and your ass is juicy with need, I will remove my thumb and replace it with the head of my cock.  Your body will still at this new invasion, but I will be gentle … at first.”

The mewl through the phone lines was almost imperceivable, but he could hear it, and was impressed with the response.  He beamed with anticipation for their union.

“My cock head fills you and your tightness feels so good that I expand even more.  I push steadily against your resistance … relax little one… let me in.”

“Oh, god… yes… enter me further!”

“I push again … and suddenly … I slip completely inside.  My hips are pressed against your ass cheeks.”

The groan in his ear was loud this time and the panting that followed made him smile even more broadly.

“Are you touching yourself as you listen to me, my pretty one?”

“Yes.”

“I slide my cock slowly from you, almost all the way out … but, not quite.  The head still remains inside.  You push back at me, panting and gasping.  Begging me… please … please.  And I am willing to oblige your request.  Gladly.”

“Oh… yes … please…”

“Your hips are mine now and I pull them into my groin.  My flesh slaps your soft buttocks.  Faster.  Faster.”

He fondled his cock as he spoke into the phone.  Hard, callous pumps on his aching flesh.  The cry of release in his ear spurred his strokes.  Stronger … faster… until, he too climaxed with a grunting moan.

They breathed heavy with each other for a moment, until he finally spoke.

“Ah … it seems to me we are quite well matched, don’t you agree?”

“Yes.  I do believe so.  I shall tell my Father that I am ready to be shipped to you.”

“Perfect!  I look forward to it.”

Thanks to Kate O'Brien for the inspiration!

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she’s perfect

3 ounces Italian Prosecco Sparkling Wine

1/2 ounce Chambord Black Raspberry Liqueur

1 ounce Cranberry Juice

1 ounce Orange Juice

Fill a rocks glass with ice.  Add Prosecco, Chambord, cranberry and orange juice.  Stir gently.  If you feel you need a garnish… do so with an orange slice.

Enjoy!