Bratty Gooning Phone Sex Session
Selene’s mean little edge
He called me already stroking. I heard it in the first breath. Wet. Fast. No hello that mattered. I let him sit in it for a second, then I laughed.
That is how Gooning Phone Sex works with me. I do not cheer you on. I catch you sloppy and I make it worse on purpose.
I told him to take his hand off. He did, barely. I told him to put it back and go half as fast. He hated that. Good. I described my mouth like I was bored, then I described stopping. I like the sound a man makes when the picture cuts out.
He wanted a countdown. I gave him furniture instead. My ankle over the other knee. Blue light from the TV I was not watching. The way I would look at his cock if I were in the chair and then look back at my nails. That wrecked him more than dirty words.
Gooning Phone Sex is not a race I run with you. It is me deciding when your brain gets to leave the room. I brought him close twice. Both times I said freeze. Both times he listened because he wanted the third time more than he wanted his pride.
**Summary:** What I told him he was not allowed to doNo speeding up. No topping from the bottom. No “I’m close” like that was my problem. Say thank you when I stop you.
When I finally let him finish, I made him ask. Nicely. Then I made the last ten seconds ugly and slow. He came too loud. I stayed on the line. I always stay. Men who hang up are not men I keep.
If you call for Gooning Phone Sex, bring a little patience and a lot of obedience. I will be mean in a small voice. That is worse.
Call when you are already a mess. I like starting mid-crime.
He came on my clock. Not his.
— Selene
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