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Writer’s Block (Audio Script)
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In this short story by author <a href=" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">Guy White</a>, a writer is having trouble finding inspiration for the novel he’s ghostwriting. Bedroom scenes aren’t exactly his forté, but luckily his wife has an idea to help him. Audio romance ✅ Audio Only Porn ✅ Dirty Talking ✅ Sexy British Accent
Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.
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“Waste of time…
better off deleting this crap…”
“Babe?
Did you say something?”
“What?
Oh.
No, just talking to myself.”
“What’s up?
You sound frustrated.”
“It’s just this… stupid ghostwriting gig again.
They want a sex scene and I just…
I mean, you know, it’s not exactly my forté.”
“Well, you have had sex before.
It’s not like you’re writing about aliens or something.”
“Yeah, I know, but… I just… don’t know how to describe… sex.
I write psychological dramas, thrillers.
Not… this.
They need the draft by Thursday and I just… can’t write anything I’m happy with.”
“Hey.
Breathe.”
“Thanks.
I’m sorry, I know I’ve not been great company the last few days.
This job is just eating away at my life.”
“All good.
Do what you gotta do.
You know I’m always here to help out if you need.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“What are you doing?”
“Giving you inspiration.
Get writing.”
You slide down to the floor in front of my chair and slowly push my knees apart.
Your fingers reach for the fly of my pants and my whole body twitches when your hand brushes against my dick.
“You’re sure?”
“Positive.
Just… write what you feel.”
I shift forward a little and set my fingers on the keyboard.
I can’t see you from where you are beneath my desk and that makes every little movement you make that much more thrilling.
Your mouth closes around the tip of my cock and your tongue slowly rolls around the head.
“Her… tongue…”
Oh, god, c’mon.
I know plenty of words.
I’m a writer, for god’s sake.
But I can’t…
I can’t think of… how to describe that thing you’re doing with your tongue…
God, you know exactly what you’re doing.
It’s so hot, the… enthusiasm you seem to have for… sucking my cock…
I haven’t seen that from you in a long time.
“Is it working?”
“Yeah… it’s working…
but… it’s difficult for me to spell when you’re doing that…”
“What if you didn’t have to type?”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, could you dictate it?
Make a voice memo or something?”
“Mm, yeah.
Yeah, that’s a good idea, actually.
What’s gotten into you, huh?”
“Mm, I don’t know.
The thought of you writing sex scenes kinda turns me on.
Mostly because I know you’re getting your reference material from me.”
“Okay, well…
I’ll do my best.”
“Good.
Now, take your clothes off.”
You’ve never really given orders during sex before.
But you sound… determined, and it’s fucking turning me on.
“And describe everything, okay?”
“The way your tongue… caresses the… underside of my dick is… oh, it’s amazing.
I can feel the tip brush the… back of your throat…”
“The way your… your hand…
fuck.
Your hand gently… massages my balls…”
“Keep going.
Write me a hot sex scene.”
“Oh, fuck.
Your… your hand feels so… warm.
Wrapped around the base of my dick.
Ahh—it feels… so good when you squeeze… there, yeah.”
“And your mouth… so slick and wet… going up and down my shaft…”
“Your hair is soft… at the back of your neck… while your head moves back and forth…
again… and again…”
“There’s… pressure.
Good pressure.
Building up… right behind the base of my cock.
I feel… oh, god, I feel like—like I might passion… if you keep going…”
“Oh, shit.
Shit, I’m gonna passion.
I’m going to passion—keep going.
Keep going…”
“Fuck.
Fuck, I’m trembling!”
“You didn’t describe what it felt like to passion with your dick in my mouth.”
“It was… there was… these spurts of… this incredible warmth and almost… ecstasy… passing through me.
Washing over me…”
“Uh huh…”
“Each time they got less and less intense… until the last one subsided.
And now I just… feel this pleasant emptiness…
I have to say, this, um, dominant side of you is such a turn-on.”
“Yeah?
Good to know I can still surprise you after all this time together.”
“I think I, um…
I think I need to do some more research…
for inspiration…”
“Oh, do you?”
“Yeah.
So, I think you should lie down.
And spread your legs.”
“Look who’s being dominant now.”
I leave the chair and get down on my knees, hovering over you.
You look up at me with this look, daring me to surprise you.
“Now it’s your turn to be the writer.
Describe what it feels like…”
“Oh… hmm…
Your teeth… running over my chest…
it’s like an electric bolt… straight to my pussy. It tickles, but… makes me wet…”
“Mm, more.”
“Fuck, I don’t want you to stop, but… I want you to hurry up and fuck me.”
“Be patient. Pull up your dress. Open your legs.
Nice and wide for me…”
“Like this?”
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