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Speaker 2: Hello, my love lies, I'm Roxy Callahan, and thank you
Speaker 2: so much for listening to my Erotic Whispers. I created
Speaker 2: this podcast to celebrate women's passionate sexuality through stories. You know,
Speaker 2: hot sex can take many forms, from romantic sex with
Speaker 2: lingering touches and breathless whispers to raw primal fucking where
Speaker 2: the louder you moan, the better it gets. But you
Speaker 2: know what else, I love having fun. Those fun moments
Speaker 2: when you're both naked and smiling are so amazing. Have
Speaker 2: you ever just laughed out loud while having sex, or
Speaker 2: try to position with your partner where you both knew
Speaker 2: you would be laughing half the time. I love those
Speaker 2: moments where there isn't just pleasure but smiles and fun.
Speaker 2: This week's episode perfectly captures that spirit. When I first
Speaker 2: read it, I laughed out loud and it was in
Speaker 2: the middle of the hottest part of the story, latching
Speaker 2: a haunted dildo. Oh my god, my lovelies, that's what
Speaker 2: I'm talking about. This story is about a woman who
Speaker 2: just wants to masturbate to an orgasm. We all know
Speaker 2: what that's like, right and what gets in the way.
Speaker 2: It will make you laugh and smile, just like the
Speaker 2: best playful sex. I found the story on the erotica
Speaker 2: subreddit on reddit dot com and the writer is the
Speaker 2: amazing Scarlet Wild. I'm so happy to get to create
Speaker 2: this amazing audio version of her story for her. Our
Speaker 2: narrator is the lovely voice Vixen, with the assistance of
Speaker 2: Kayla and the wildly amusing Robert m. And please note
Speaker 2: this podcast is intended for adult listeners. Emily entered the
Speaker 2: vintage shop. She loved everything unique and loved to wear
Speaker 2: Victorian era clothes any chance she could get. The shop
Speaker 2: was decorated with firing lights and plants. The scent of
Speaker 2: old books and tangy fruits filled the whole room. The
Speaker 2: bell above the door rang, announcing her arrival. The owner,
Speaker 2: a middle aged woman smiled at her. Emily started browsing
Speaker 2: the store. She noticed her reflection in a vintage mirror
Speaker 2: with a golden boundary. She looked pretty in a pink, floral,
Speaker 2: flowy dress. Her breasts were at the verge of spilling out,
Speaker 2: and her curly red hair framed them from both sides.
Speaker 2: She gave her reflection a flying kiss and walked ahead.
Speaker 2: Her eye spotted something like a toy hidden behind a
Speaker 2: few vases. She shifted everything aside and reached for it.
Speaker 2: Her hands touched something silky. She pulled it out and giggled.
Speaker 2: It was a dildo, a vintage one. It was around
Speaker 2: eight inches long, caramel colored, curved, and had a rose
Speaker 2: at one end. She excitedly took it to the shop
Speaker 2: owner and placed it on the counter.
Speaker 3: I want this.
Speaker 4: The lady looked at her with a sly smile.
Speaker 3: Hmmm, I don't think you should take it. That wasn't
Speaker 3: supposed to be for sale.
Speaker 4: Emily's face dropped.
Speaker 3: But why?
Speaker 4: She gave the owner puppy eyes.
Speaker 5: I need this please. The lady adjusted her glasses. Okay,
Speaker 5: you can take it, but let me warn you. The
Speaker 5: last owner said that it was haunted. Emily laughed, haunted.
Speaker 3: Please, if ghosts existed, they'd have better things to do
Speaker 3: than linger in sex toys.
Speaker 4: The lady folded it in an old newspaper and gave
Speaker 4: it to her Emily. He walked home all giddy and excited.
Speaker 4: She couldn't wait to use it. She took a warm
Speaker 4: bath and lit candles in her room. She wanted everything
Speaker 4: perfect to enjoy her first vintage dildo. She put on
Speaker 4: her soft romantic music, turned on warm lights, and jumped
Speaker 4: on her bed. She untied her robe and started touching herself.
Speaker 4: Her body glistened with her aftershower moisturizer. She brushed her
Speaker 4: neck with her fingers, moving downwards and started playing with
Speaker 4: her breasts. She twisted her nipples with her thumbs and
Speaker 4: then pressed them between her fingers. While squeezing her breasts,
Speaker 4: her mind wandered imagining a hot man in a ghost
Speaker 4: face mask playing with her as he wished ah. She
Speaker 4: played with them for a few minutes. As her face
Speaker 4: started getting hot, one of her hands moved downwards and
Speaker 4: she started touching her clit. She used her middle finger
Speaker 4: to rub it up and down, and then in clockwise motion.
Speaker 4: Her pussy started dripping as she imagined a man sucking
Speaker 4: her breast while his hand played with her cl She
Speaker 4: couldn't take it anymore, and she pushed her fingers in.
Speaker 4: She started moving her fingers and a come hither motion.
Speaker 4: Her other hand picked up the vintage dildo from her nightstand.
Speaker 4: She took her fingers out and placed the dildo at
Speaker 4: her entrance. She figured she wouldn't need any lube, as
Speaker 4: she was wet enough and ready. The dildo vibrated as
Speaker 4: a mysterious thick voice came out of nowhere.
Speaker 6: Madam, unhand me at once, this is highly improper.
Speaker 4: Emily panicked, What the fuck? She threw the dildo away.
Speaker 6: That was most unladylike.
Speaker 4: Emily was panting, what the who the hell are you?
Speaker 4: The thick noise sounded? Disgusted, such crass language. What kind
Speaker 4: of world has this become? It also seems like there
Speaker 4: are no traces of chivalry in modern times. She stared
Speaker 4: at the dildo on the floor.
Speaker 3: What's chivalry? You're a fucking dildo.
Speaker 6: Un noble man, my lady, I am Lord Reginald, not
Speaker 6: a toy.
Speaker 4: She moved her hands to her mouth, disappointed.
Speaker 3: Oh my god, I actually bought a haunted dildo, and
Speaker 3: he's a snob, he coughed.
Speaker 6: I shall pretend I did not hear that, as a
Speaker 6: gentleman never eavesdrops, though I suppose I have little choice
Speaker 6: given my current predicament.
Speaker 4: She groaned.
Speaker 3: Okay, fine, if you really are a noble man, how
Speaker 3: did you end up in this?
Speaker 4: She pointed to the dildo.
Speaker 6: Tis a tragic tale, my lady. I was cursed by
Speaker 6: a wicked enchantress with eyes of ice and a hat
Speaker 6: of stone, betrayed and condemned to reside in this infernal thing.
Speaker 3: And how long has this been since?
Speaker 6: Eighteen seventy two?
Speaker 1: Oh?
Speaker 3: My, I have a Victorian snob in my dildo.
Speaker 6: My lady, please place me in a respectful place. But
Speaker 6: Lord doesn't belong on the floor.
Speaker 4: She groaned and picked it up from the floor.
Speaker 6: Ah, my eyes, my eyes are maddamed. I beg you
Speaker 6: to wear appropriate clothing.
Speaker 4: Emily huffed and tied her robe.
Speaker 6: Madam, I simply cannot allow such indistancy without proper courtship.
Speaker 4: She rubbed her temples. You are a.
Speaker 3: Ghost and a dildo. What exactly do you think courtship
Speaker 3: looks like?
Speaker 6: Why? The same as it should be for any other lady,
Speaker 6: letters of affection, slow and meaningful walks through the gardens,
Speaker 6: perhaps a carriage ride under the moonlight.
Speaker 4: Broke.
Speaker 3: I live in a one bedroom apartment. My car is
Speaker 3: a twenty thirteen Honda Civic.
Speaker 4: He cleared his throat.
Speaker 6: Nevertheless, I shall compose sonnets in your honor.
Speaker 3: No, absolutely not, She ignored her.
Speaker 6: Oh fairest, Emily, A vision so bright, thy gaze doth
Speaker 6: outshine the stars of the night.
Speaker 3: I'm begging you to stop.
Speaker 6: Thy bosom doth heave like waves on the shore.
Speaker 3: Okay, what the hell? And oh how I long to
Speaker 3: caress thee once more. You are literally a dildo, a dilda.
Speaker 3: There is no longing. You are the caress. You are
Speaker 3: a thing supposed to be in me.
Speaker 4: He was horrified.
Speaker 6: My lady, I'm not some common scoundrel. I will not
Speaker 6: be handled in such an uncivilized fashion. There must be flowers, serenades,
Speaker 6: meaningful conversation.
Speaker 4: She put her fingertips on the bridge of her nose.
Speaker 3: Oh my god, I have to seduce my own dildo.
Speaker 4: Emily decided she had enough. She picked it up, walked
Speaker 4: outside while he screamed and threw it out. She was
Speaker 4: so frustrated She blew out the candles, got under the covers,
Speaker 4: and forced herself to sleep. The next day, it appeared
Speaker 4: mysteriously on her nightstand.
Speaker 6: My lady, I shall not be discarded like.
Speaker 4: A She buried it within her clothes inside the closet
Speaker 4: and went to work. She couldn't get him out of
Speaker 4: her head. Even at work, she kept googling how to
Speaker 4: get rid of ghosts from sex toys. She didn't get
Speaker 4: any answers, of course. As soon as she opened the
Speaker 4: door of her house, he started reciting poetry You're our.
Speaker 3: Fucking ghost inside a dildo. I want my privacy back.
Speaker 4: She decided to ignore him and went to take a shower.
Speaker 4: Her body relaxed as the water made contact with her body.
Speaker 4: She lathered herself up with soap, focusing on her breasts.
Speaker 4: She played with herself as the water dripped down her curves.
Speaker 4: She loved showering. It made her feel so sexy. She
Speaker 4: wanted someone to suck the water droplets from her breasts
Speaker 4: and then moved down to eat her out while the
Speaker 4: water showered on them like rain. Her thoughts were interrupted
Speaker 4: by a thick voice. My lady, I want to caress
Speaker 4: thy loins. I demand proper wooing. She came out of
Speaker 4: the shower and stood without a t in her room.
Speaker 6: Madam, clothes.
Speaker 4: She seductively dried herself in front of him and got
Speaker 4: in her bed without clothes.
Speaker 3: She thought to herself, what the hell am I doing
Speaker 3: seducing him by sleeping without clothes? What is wrong with me?
Speaker 4: She fell asleep while Lord Reginald talked to himself.
Speaker 6: Oh, fairest maiden, your beauty doth shine like the morning
Speaker 6: dew upon a rouse's tender petals.
Speaker 3: For the love of God, shut up.
Speaker 4: Soon the weekend was here. She was tired of trying
Speaker 4: to get rid of the haunted dildo. Nothing was working
Speaker 4: at all. She was having her breakfast when she heard
Speaker 4: his voice.
Speaker 6: I have composed yet another sonnet in your honor, my
Speaker 6: dearest Emily.
Speaker 4: She rolled her eyes.
Speaker 3: Please don't.
Speaker 4: He cleared his throat and said.
Speaker 6: Oh, fairest Maiden, soft and divine, Thy lips like cherries
Speaker 6: tempteth mine.
Speaker 3: She groaned, you don't even have lips. You're a sex toy.
Speaker 4: Your Reginald got offended.
Speaker 6: Madam. Poetry is about spirit and longing. Shall I arrange
Speaker 6: a string quartette beneath thy window?
Speaker 3: If you can summon a Victorian ghost band ow allowed,
Speaker 3: just for historical accuracy.
Speaker 6: Ah, so you do appreciate grand romantic gestures very well,
Speaker 6: let me take you on a carriage ride.
Speaker 3: We don't have carriages, Reginald.
Speaker 4: He let out a traumatic sigh.
Speaker 6: What dreary love, starved times are things.
Speaker 4: She finished her meal and went to work. The weekend arrived.
Speaker 4: It had been a whole week since all the wooing started.
Speaker 4: Emily reached her limit. Enough was enough. She needed her
Speaker 4: life back. She needed her privacy and especially an orgasm.
Speaker 4: She started undressing herself and stood in front of the mirror.
Speaker 3: Fuck it, I'm so hot.
Speaker 4: She took some moisturizer and rubbed it all over her body.
Speaker 4: She started from her neck, tracing her collarbone while looking
Speaker 4: into her eyes in the mirror. She massaged her breast,
Speaker 4: squeezing them and enjoying the feel of her soft hands.
Speaker 4: She took some more moisturizer and started massaging her inner thighs.
Speaker 4: She was getting more and more roused every minute. She
Speaker 4: opened the drawer and took out the dildo. By lady,
Speaker 4: that's it. I've tried reasoning with you, I've tried ignoring you.
Speaker 4: I even let you court me. But if this is
Speaker 4: the only way to get my life back, then I
Speaker 4: am going to do it.
Speaker 6: He panicked, My lady, surely we should engage in further discourse.
Speaker 3: Nope, you had your chance. Time's up.
Speaker 4: She sat on the chair in front of the mirror.
Speaker 4: She spread her legs wide and saw her pussy in
Speaker 4: the mirror. It glistened with her continuing arousal. Her mind
Speaker 4: was set in stone. She put the dildo slowly inside
Speaker 4: her while moving her hips for easy access. Lord Reginald
Speaker 4: screamed in terror. Good Heavens, I forbid you to continue
Speaker 4: any further. She ignored him and started pushing him in
Speaker 4: and out of her in a few seconds. She started sweating.
Speaker 6: What's happening. It's so tight and wet in here.
Speaker 3: Welcome to a woman's pussy.
Speaker 4: She started doing it faster while her other hand played
Speaker 4: with her clit. She started getting more wet. The sound
Speaker 4: of wetness and her fucking herself Lord Reginald filled the
Speaker 4: whole room.
Speaker 6: Emergency, it's a flood.
Speaker 4: She ignored him and continued. She felt herself getting closer.
Speaker 4: Her walls started tightening around the dildo.
Speaker 6: Save me, I'm getting trapped.
Speaker 4: Her moaning was so loud that she couldn't hear him.
Speaker 4: She continued. Her breathing got heavier with the second. She
Speaker 4: glanced at herself in the mirror, A fucking masterpiece. Her
Speaker 4: sexy reflection sent her over the edge. She bit her
Speaker 4: lip to stop herself from screaming.
Speaker 6: Oh, I am ascending.
Speaker 4: Suddenly, a white light flashed in the room. She took
Speaker 4: a few seconds to come back to her senses.
Speaker 3: Reginald.
Speaker 4: She tapped on the dildo and called his name again,
Speaker 4: but there was no response.
Speaker 3: Holy shit, I just exercised a ghost with an orgasm.
Speaker 4: She threw herself on the bed and smiled herself to sleep.
Speaker 4: She was proud of herself. She woke up the next
Speaker 4: morning and noticed the dead silence in her room. No
Speaker 4: good morning and no poetry. She sighed to herself and
Speaker 4: looked at her nightstand. It was empty. There was no
Speaker 4: dildo there. She started humming in relief and went to
Speaker 4: take a shower. She turned on the shower, but instead
Speaker 4: of water, there was a rumbling noise. Suddenly there was
Speaker 4: a familiar voice of a British man with a noble accent.
Speaker 6: My lady, shall I wet thy loins.
Speaker 4: She stared at the showerhead in horror.
Speaker 3: Oh, for Fox's sake.
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