Moochie’s Musings (and a pic or two)

[heathrowinneo]

This is super embarrassing, but I’m just going to come out and say it: I’m terrible at phone sex. Like, so bad I don’t have a clue why people still try so hard to attempt it with me (or why He still likes to voice with me when we get too hot and heavy for sexting. I am so grateful He does, but still don’t know why).

I know, you think I’m crazy, right? How can a little girl like me, with such a command of language in text be anything but amazing at phone sex? Well, I’ve come to the realization that there are some inherent problems in how I enjoy the other person and my ability to process language and the pleasure together.

I rock the sexting game. I can roleplay an incredible sexual encounter with Him via messaging, finding just the right words to make both of us feel amazing. The problem comes when I have to vocalize my thoughts. He can articulate verbally all sorts of elaborate things about how he wants to see and feel me... but me? In return, I get all woogly hearing Him describe how He wants to bend me in half so He can spank and bite my ass to the point that I can’t put a fucking coherent sentence together past “oh Gods, I wanna... fuck yes” which I don’t know if that should even count.

I can be loud. Oh, I can get really boisterous sometimes on complete accident (I apologize often to my husband for waking him while he’s asleep upstairs and I’m phone chatting downstairs). I can’t, however, carry over my graphic, descriptive dirty talk from text to verbal.

Some of the things I *do* say while I phone sex:
Oh!
Fuck yes!
Mmmmm! Yes!
Oh god!
Oh god, yes!
YES
Fuck!
Oh I...
Fuck!
I’m so close!
Don’t stop...
Oh wow!
*whimpering*
mmmm...
Yes!
Uhhhh...
Fuuuucccckk...
I’m going to...
Yeah.
Yes.
Oh FUCK!
...
Can I cum?
Please?
Please?
Ohhhhh...

You get the picture. Not really anything as in-depth or sexy as it could be. Just enough to get my point across. No explicit explanation of how my body would react to His with thrusting hips and moistening lips. No descriptive language about how my tongue and throat would create the magical circumstances culminating in His hedonistic bliss. None of it. I can’t make it happen outside of my head. There is a complete disconnect between my brain and my mouth once I’ve started really enjoying the His voice, which is almost immediately... and as soon as He says the magical words? I’m lost to anything else.

To make matters worse, I usually forget to breathe when I’m cumming. Apparently this is hot when you’re actually sleeping with me... or maybe even on video (*looks at You* I’ve never asked about this, is it?... I mean, I can see how watching me writhe and turn colors while not making much of a noise could be quite amusing for You... and you say I sound amazing when I cum... but do you hear it? Or is it the absence of sound that makes it good?). The problem I have is, I can cum harder than a sheltered little Christian girl on prom night and I can do so without making a peep. I feel like I might as well be the silent partner on the other side of the phone collecting all the profits and producing nothing in reciprocity. I am unable to answer questions when I’m cumming, which can be pretty unnerving when it comes out of nowhere and takes me out of the conversation for a half a minute or longer.

An example of a portion of phone sex session:

Him: Now I stand above you. Seeing you there, I need you. I kneel between your thighs, holding your hips down with with my body weight, I lean down and kiss the inside of your right thigh. [beat] Don’t you move those hips, Kitten.
Me: mmmmm... yes.
Him: I kiss slowly to your center, slowly I press my tongue against your clit. Those hips, Kitten, don’t you move them as I make circles there with my tongue. Feel my groans on you there.
Me: oh, fuck! Mmmm... oh...
Him: My hands work around your hips and under your ass, bringing your delicious cunt closer, my tongue plunging into you.
Me: oh Daddy... I’m...
Him: You need to cum there, don’t you Kitten? On my tongue?
Me: ... [already cumming]
Him: Would you like that?
Me: ... [nodding and still cumming]
Him: Are you still there?
Me: ... [still unable to breathe]
Him: did... are you cumming and you didn’t ask first?
Me: [whimpering, breathy with all the thoughts] sorry... I... oh fuck, Daddy... I’m gonna... cum... again... may I? Please?

Yeah. I am really terrible at phone sex... but I look good in heels:

yes oh yes so hot in heels... yeah, so hot

 

[Moochienanu]

Yay!!
And your phone sex seems damn fine to me.
I'd get by just fine with what you're providing there
Most would I'd think

As long as He is happy with what I am providing (which He insists is the case), I will try to be just fine with it too... I just selfishly enjoy his voice too... I get all kinds of ooey gooey just hearing him talk about conventionally boring things. He could recite a shopping list and I might cum (especially if it was a grocery list).

Oh my gawd!!
Sexy in heels or what ??
Love the naked heels pic

(And your phone sex discourse is spot on x)

I do kid about it sometimes and say that if I didn’t take decent nudey pics he would have been bored with me so quickly because my phone sexing is so bad. *giggle*

Forget phone sex, that's one of the finest bodies on Lit

Awe thank you, sweet boy... you’re much too kind with your words because I know there are so very many bodies on here finer than mine, but thank you still for being so sweet.

you look great in heels....

I feel like there was more to that like “and only heels...” am I right? *wink*

Oh fuuuccckkk....I have no other words...

Not a single one more? I know the feeling *wink*

omfg ... I just read that 2x (pmsl). You're a trip, a wonderful delightfully delicious trip. I loved it, every minute, every word, and there's nothing wrong with "being on the receiving end," now, is there? That's the delight in becoming lost in your fantasy as they orchestrate towards the crescendo ... as for the heels, "smexy," and the rest, such an appealing sugar coated piece of eye-candy. (giggles) You might Express yourself with words but your body speaks for itself. Excuse me while I salivate.

Oh, I love that you make me feel okay with being on the receiving end. I think that is very perceptive of you to pick up that really, being unable to reciprocate the same level of sexy-time chatting is what frustrates me and makes me think I’m not the best at it.

You are so delicious and I’ve been meaning to write something on your thread... maybe with some time tonight and the proper lubricant (scotch) available I’ll strike up the courage. Your thread stories are HOTT, gurl. I got so wet reading the one about that closeted cop you fucked in the interrogation room. FUCK!

~ring-ring~

"Hello?"

(slight pause) "I wanna have phone sex."

(quick reply) "Okay. Stick your dick thru the phone."

~click~

And this made me giggle SO fucking hard. Thank you for that. Needed it.

You may be terrible at phone sex, but my gawd are you so sexy and desirable naked... and in heels. So erotic and truly arousing. I'm on my break on a very tough day at work, and you definitely made this day better. Only thing better would be actually being intimate with you

I’m always so happy to hear about lightening your moods, Darling. Sorry you’re having a rough one. We can have a scotch “together” later tonight.

I’m pretty terrible at phone sex as well. We should probably not do it together. Please stop asking. I’m flattered, but I just can’t do it.

Heels and nudity are a good combo on you.

I shouldn’t have to stop my incessant PMs about getting you to phone sex with me if you’re not going to stop your pleas to get me naked in front of a camera *wink*

Sweetheart, you could read cookie recipes during phone sex and still be sexy. You are stunning.

1 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 large egg
1 cup peanut butter
1 cup sugar

Mix it all together in a large bowl, shape into 1 inch... balls, place the... balls 1 inch apart on your cookie sheet. Flatten them ever so slightly with the tines of a fork. Bake them in a 325 degree Fahrenheit oven for about 15 minutes. Enjoy me.

You are adorable. Always enjoy reading your musings. As for you in heels. Fuck. Yes. Rawwr!

Ooooo! You know I love it when you get all animalistic on me *grins*

You look amazing in heels

Thank you, thank goodness I love wearing them!

 

[kingfupa]

Cute and funny...nicely played Miss.

 

[Moochienanu]

Phone sex!

I am similar in that I’m fine with sexting, but find phone difficult for two reasons, one is my brain and tongue don’t connect quick enough, but mainly that I don’t hear words clear enough due to my hearing, therefore some responses are out of synch with the incoming.

I have carried out live video sex where I am in control as you might say, guiding her actions to which her spoken responses are not so important as the visual telling me all I wish to know about her progress and when to up, or down her actions. But the one thing that I really do enjoy, as you mention in your post, is that I really love watching facial expressions and uncontrollable sounds leading to, the orgasm and coming down after.

You are not alone in your short one or two word responses, that don’t fit in with what you are hearing, although not really hearing, as you rise to that uncontrollable peak.

That’s is a gorgeous photo you attached.

I am so happy to hear I’m not alone with this issue. A lot of times we’re in a situation where video isn’t possible (bedtime and it’s dark, He’s at work, I’m at work, etc), so we end up voice chatting, which I secretly do love because his voice... oh goodness and all that is holy, his voice... *makes the “you have to trust me on this, it’s an incredibly orgasmic voice” hand gestures*

Results are in, btw, and He says he does enjoy my silent orgasms on the other end of the phone, so that’s some positive feedback!

Wow. You look fantastic. Love the outfit.

I think that this picture is an example of some clothing that they would like to shop with me for? I’m not entirely sure, but I agree with you that the model and the outfit is amaze-balls.

yes oh yes so hot in heels... yeah, so hot

There’s always a bright side, you see? Even when you’re feeling a bit “meh,” heels help.

 

[Moochienanu]

Cute and funny...nicely played Miss.

Here’s a little something for such a sweet compliment.

 

[Shyguy1369]

I’m always so happy to hear about lightening your moods, Darling. Sorry you’re having a rough one. We can have a scotch “together” later tonight.

I would love to share a scotch together with you anytime Moochie (and many other more naughty things lol )
But thank you so much for your sympathy. I am just glad I made it through that shift.
((HUGGLES))

 

[kingfupa]

Holy Hell...I was right. You're just dripping with sexy. Thank you so much...pretty impressive. I totally don't buy that whole not sexy while phone sexing thing...maybe we should try...I mean a little practice can't hurt.

 

[sexywriterfla]

Here’s a little something for such a sweet compliment.

Oh my. Gives new meaning to food porn.

 

[Moochienanu]

Lit as Therapy

See, the thing is
I feel like I should be happy
I should be ecstatic that I’m the successful one
The one of us who has done something with myself
The one who has found some things
that bring a smile to my face
That don’t bring me down first thing in the morning...

Was I really just an ego boost?
Was I really nothing but a girl you could easily get naked?
Was I really such a shameful thing to you?
Was I really so wrong about you for so long?
Was everything out of your mother fucking mouth a lie?
Was I never really yours? Your treasure?

Now I know.
I know we are all just an amalgamation.
We are all just things to you.
Things you can use whenever you want...
Well, not anymore.
Not me.

I won’t let you occupy my time.
I won’t let you eat me from the inside with your words anymore.
We are done, E.
Done.
I don’t need to be someone’s ego boost, especially not yours.
I thought what we shared meant more to you, but I guess I was wrong, just like I was wrong about a lot of things when it came to you.
Blind.
Blind to how you really are.
But now I know
And I’m glad I do
Because I know I’m so much better than you’re ever going to be
You’re a liar and a cheater!
You deserve all the pain you feel right now.

Okay, how’s that for fucking closure?
How’s that for “therapy?”
I feel good with that.

 

[Moochienanu]

Alright everyone, know what time it is?!

 

[Moochienanu]

That’s right! It’s drinking with Moochie time!

Today’s drink was purchased this morning at 0800 to the interesting and judgemental looks of other grocery shoppers.

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So, I have the house to myself for the next hour or so... what do I do?!

 

[sexywriterfla]

That’s right! It’s drinking with Moochie time!

Today’s drink was purchased this morning at 0800 to the interesting and judgemental looks of other grocery shoppers.

So, I have the house to myself for the next hour or so... what do I do?!

Does getting naked involve said drinking?

 

[Moochienanu]

Does getting naked involve said drinking?

Everything is possible when I am drinking.

 

[AngelicaS1780]

Okay, how’s that for fucking closure?
How’s that for “therapy?”
I feel good with that.

 

[TalkToMeInSB]

That’s right! It’s drinking with Moochie time!

Today’s drink was purchased this morning at 0800 to the interesting and judgemental looks of other grocery shoppers.
<snip pic>

So, I have the house to myself for the next hour or so... what do I do?!

Ok... I've been silently adoring your thread, and you just cranked it up a notch! Color me smitten....

 

[sexywriterfla]

Everything is possible when I am drinking.

You do know I love that kinda answer.

 

[kingfupa]

You could start with inviting me in...I'll bring an extra bottle

 

[Moochienanu]

Going from bottom to top because we’re pouring a second drink...

You could start with inviting me in...I'll bring an extra bottle

Right this way! What are you bringing me?

You do know I love that kinda answer.

best hurry... times a wasten and I’m just standing in my kitchen drinking...

Ok... I've been silently adoring your thread, and you just cranked it up a notch! Color me smitten....

Why hello there! Tell me your story! I want to know all of it! Also, *pulls out my colours and starts with your fingers*

You are my people.

 

[kingfupa]

pappy van winkle???

 

[Moochienanu]

pappy van winkle???

Acceptable. You may join me.

 

[sexywriterfla]

Acceptable. You may join me.

Damn and all I have is this big bottle of Maker's Mark...

 

[kingfupa]

Thank you darlin, should I also bring some cheese curds and jerky...at some point whiskey and dirty talk is going to make us hungry

 

[heathrowinneo]

]There’s always a bright side, you see? Even when you’re feeling a bit “meh,” heels help.[/COLOR][/QUOTE]

yep and i would love to see those heels on each side of me as you slowly lower yourself onto my face... not quite poetic but lets try hemingway...

she wore heels. she wore black high heels. the heels were on her feet. and lovely feet at that. i was on my back. looking up from her feet, past her legs. to the lovely apex above me. the floor was cold. her pussy was hot. and her heels were by my body. and the floor was cold.

 

[AngelicaS1780]

That’s right! It’s drinking with Moochie time!

Today’s drink was purchased this morning at 0800 to the interesting and judgemental looks of other grocery shoppers.

I want to go to there.
Can you even imagine not appreciating a fine single malt?
A sure sign of a deeply flawed character.

 

[Moochienanu]

I want to go to there.
Can you even imagine not appreciating a fine single malt?
A sure sign of a deeply flawed character.

It absolutely is. A real man drinks whiskey and can handle a girl who knows how to say “fuck” to his face. So... yeah... fuck.

Damn and all I have is this big bottle of Maker's Mark...

You know... I have yet to really try makers by itself.

Thank you darlin, should I also bring some cheese curds and jerky...at some point whiskey and dirty talk is going to make us hungry

Well... the curds are more than welcome (dairy is a dear friend) but I am a veg, so jerky, sadly, is out. How about some fries (chips)? Yes... let’s make some poutine!!!

yep and i would love to see those heels on each side of me as you slowly lower yourself onto my face... not quite poetic but lets try hemingway...

she wore heels. she wore black high heels. the heels were on her feet. and lovely feet at that. i was on my back. looking up from her feet, past her legs. to the lovely apex above me. the floor was cold. her pussy was hot. and her heels were by my body. and the floor was cold.

now that’s some poetry. I like it!