Cheap phone sex brings the freak out in me, actually, that’s a lie. I am a total freak of nature when it comes to getting down. Don’t let my bubbly demeanor fool you. I haven’t turned down any nasty act that’s come my way.
I have a depraved side that’d make even the most experienced whore blush.
And you know what? I’ve never once looked back on my debauched past with a hint of remorse. In fact, I’m proud of the sheer audacity of my escapades.
Take this one time, for instance. I hooked up with a real eccentric guy who has this nerco fetish. It was a brand-new experience for me, but I couldn’t refuse the tribute he would give me.
So, I got into the tub to soak in ice water. It felt like I was in the tub forever, but it wasn’t long at all. He stuck a thermometer in my pussy to make sure I was just the right temperature.
When I was cold enough, he asked me to put on some blue lipstick and lie on the bathroom floor like I had collapsed, dead. I followed his requests to the T, even making my fall to the ground a little dramatic. I honestly really got into playing dead.
I made sure I was stiff and totally silent as he enjoyed my cold flesh. I had to sit still as a statue, completely immobile, while he licked me from head to toe. He was utterly enthralled with my cadaver. He mounted me like the beast he was, plunging into me with a ferocity that warmed my chilled body right up. It was a strange and surreal experience, but fuck that shit is exhilarating!
Yeah, maybe it’s a risky thing to play dead while some rando fucks ya. I mean, he could have taken me out and had me forever. I guess I got lucky he’s not some serial killer. Life’s too short to conform to society’s norms anyway, and that’s a lesson I’ve learned the hard way, through the ceaseless pursuit of my twisted desires.
Carrie
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