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Original title: Better Than You (Audio Script)

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Alice is confident that she knows your body better than you do. She wants you to listen to her very carefully and do everything she says. Let her take control as she guides you through an intimate self-touch session where the only limit is how long you can last. romantic Audio ✅ Girlfriend Roleplay ✅ Audio Sex Story ✅ Spicy Audio Porn ✅ Masturbation Story ✅ JOI for Men ✅ Sexy British Accent

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama · Updated:

Stories

Hey there.

So… I know you’re busy.

And… you just got home.

But… I’m very happy you’re making time for me.

For this.

We both know why you’re here.

You want me to tell you how to touch yourself.

And that’s… that’s why I like you so much.

You’re predictable.

That’s a compliment, by the way.

Anyway, I’m glad you’re here for a couple of reasons.

One, it’s good that you’re taking time to… you know… release all that tension you build-up throughout the day.

And, two… I’m excited to show you that…

I actually know how to make you passion better than you do.

Yeah…

In other words, I’m confident that I can make you passion harder than you can.

Mmhmm.

I know how to stroke your cock better than you do.

Let me prove it to you.

Give me control and…

I’ll give you the best climax you’ve ever had.

Good boy.

If we’re going to make this right, you have to do what I say.

Follow every instruction I give you.

Do a good job and it’ll be worth it.

I promise.

So… you ready?

Good.

Then let’s start.

Get comfortable.

I want you nice and relaxed when you passion for me.

You can sit down or lie down; I don’t care.

Just don’t touch your cock yet.

If you’ve already got it out, put it away.

Don’t be bad.

Now then, take your hands and put them on your upper thighs.

Exactly where I would put my hands if I were there with you.

Are you thinking about my hands?

My soft hands with delicate fingers…

Just… inches from your cock…

I want you just to trace slow circles on your upper thighs…

You can imagine they’re my fingers… gently… sliding over your skin…

You can also imagine that… I’m taking my shirt off for you.

Letting you see my tits while I just… gently… drag my finger around your thighs…

Is that getting you hard already?

Are you… wishing that you could stare at my cleavage while I unbutton my shirt?

Maybe you’re wondering what my bra looks like.

Well, in case you are wondering, I’m not wearing one.

It’s just me… my bare breasts… my chest…

totally exposed… in front of you…

Naked in front of you.

Too bad you don’t get to touch them.

You’re only allowed to imagine while you touch yourself.

Right now, I want you to touch yourself through your clothes.

Stroke down your length with your fingertips.

Rub circles against the head of your cock.

Mmm… that’s very good.

Give that cock a squeeze for me.

I love the feeling of your hard-on underneath your clothes.

It’s so sexy to make you hard in public… where anyone could see us…

But that’s a fantasy for another time.

Keep squeezing that cock for me.

How are you feeling?

Is your cock aching for more of my touch?

You… can go ahead and take it out for me…

Go ahead.

Stroke the underside of your cock with one fingertip.

Yes… nice and slow, from base to tip.

Are you starting to feel good?

I think you are…

Keep dragging one fingertip… up and down…

All over the underside.

Good boy.

Good boy.

Doesn’t it feel good to give me control?

To give up control to someone else for a little while…?

You can moan for me, you know.

I don’t want you to hold back.

I want to hear you…

Now, I want you to get nice and slick.

Lube up your cock for me, okay?

You can use whatever you want… spit, lube, I don’t care.

Just get it nice and wet for me…

That’s a good boy…

Are you nice and wet now?

Good.

Good.

Now, I want you to stroke it for me…

Nice and slow…

Up and down…

Go slow, okay?

I’m telling you that it’ll be so much better if you just… go slow…

Imagine me… stroking that hard cock while you stare at my tits…

I’d be moving my hand so, so slowly, really building up that pleasure.

Forcing you to just… take it all in… to just feel… and not rush to the finish.

Can you already tell how hard you’re going to passion for me?

What’s going through your mind right now…?

Why don’t you start giving it a slow twist while you jerk?

Keep the same speed but twist your hand gently around your cock.

It feels just a little bit different, doesn’t it?

Mmm, if I was there… I would be looking you in the eye… biting down on my bottom lip, watching you…

I can read your face like a book.

I know exactly what the tiniest change in your expression means.

I have a feeling that… right now… you love what I’m doing to you…

and… you’re dying to know what’s next.

Just be patient, okay?

Good boys are patient.

Now, speed up for me, just a little bit.

You don’t have to keep twisting your hand unless you want to.

I bet you’re dripping pre-passion for me.

Do you want me to taste it?

I like the taste of pre-passion almost as much as the taste of cock.

But I really like the look on your face when I do it.

When I lean in closer and you feel my hot breath on your shaft.

I slowly stick my tongue out and lick the tip…

Would that feel good?

My warm, wet tongue on that sensitive tip of your cock?

Jerk off right up near that sensitive cock head for me.

Maybe a little faster, but not too fast.

That’s a good boy.

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