I never thought I would do something like this, but I’m desperate. Since grade school, I’ve had a crush on one man, and though he loves me, it’s only as a friend. My feelings are anything but platonic. If he knew I had my first solo sexual experience thinking of him, would he desire me, or hate me?

Walking through the streets of New Orleans with my best friend, Hayden, this was supposed to be a quick getaway for us. Both of us love to explore cemeteries, and well, the Big Easy has some of the best. My little secret was one that I needed to do on my own. A specialty shop in town claims to have the right potion to put a spell on the one you love and make him return the feelings. The moment I read that in an advertisement, I knew I had to try it. I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. Plus, I’m desperate. Hayden told me he likes some girl we work with, and the pang of jealousy is intense.

“Hayden, how about you head back to the room while I grab up something for my mom? I know you hate shopping, and I promised her a gift.” I said, by lashes batting at him.

Hayden looked disgusted at my attempt to flirt. That poor boy was clueless about the things I would do to get him.

“Yeah, but stop doing that shit with your eyes. You look like you’re having a stroke,” Hayden said as he walked back to the hotel room.

As I slipped into a little shop, the most famous one in New Orleans, my skin prickled with fear and intrigue. The smell of the place an aphrodisiac. I couldn’t help but touch everything. Bright packages with mysterious ingredients, I am sure they were there for the tourists to find. Oddly enough, I felt more at home inside of that shop than I did in my own skin. Maybe there is a little bit of magic in the air tonight, or I’m just as crazy as everyone else and bought into the lure of the unknown.

“Can I help you?” said the saleswoman.

Looking over, I admired her immediately. She dressed in all black, her long raven hair cascading in curls to frame what had to be the most beautiful face that I have ever seen. She was stunning.

“Oh Uhm, I was looking for something, well, I don’t know to be honest. I want someone to want me, and I read that you have things like that?” I whispered, almost ashamed.

The woman reached out, took my hand, and led me to the corner of the shop. On the table in front of me, she had one of those bowls with the grinder inside. Dumping a little of this, and a lot of that, she smiled and hummed the entire time. I was scared to say a word and break her concentration, but something inside me wanted to know what each ingredient was. As she crushed the contents, I knew some things are better unsaid. The potion being one of them.

“This is very powerful. Only a pinch is needed, and you can place it in food or drink. Please be warned, if you use this, I am not responsible for the outcome,” said the saleswoman as she handed it to me. “No charge, use this with a good heart, and you shall see positive results.

Hours later, with a beer in Hayden’s hand and a glass of wine in mine, I watched as he drank the amber fluid, almost too fast. I wondered if he could taste it?

“You look nice tonight?” Hayden said,

Looking around, I pointed to myself, shocked, but the smile gave away my happiness. Was it working? Or was this just fate? “Thank you. Are you ill?” laughing nervously. My confidence around other men is excellent. Why not Hayden?

As Hayden leaned in, his lips resting on the shell of my ear, he whispered what I had waited a lifetime to hear. “I want to taste you, all of you,” he said. His breath on my lobe sent shivers up and down my spine. Never in my entire life as anyone made me almost cum by words alone.

I took no chances after he confessed that sin. Sitting our drinks on the table, I pulled him closer to the bed, laying back to allow him what he wanted. I spread my legs, and my skirt inched up slightly to allow him the view of his New Orleans dinner.

No sooner had I closed my eyes did I feel his mouth brushing up my thighs in feather touches. God damn, I knew this was a dream. Don’t be a fucking dream; it was all I could pray. His lips to mine, I squealed the moment he kissed me in the most intimate way possible. Hayden wrapped his arms around my thighs, pulling me forward to allow his mouth to devour the honey that seeped from between my sealed lips. Growling against my pussy, he pulled up with a devilish smirk, giving me a hint of things to come.

“Did you think you needed to put a spell on me? I’ve wanted you since the day we met,” Hayden laughed.

I couldn’t stop from cumming, my pussy covering him with my secret potion made just for him.

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Let’s face it an orgasm makes everyone feel better. Even a bad one is a good one. I’ll let you in on a little secret. Every night, even if I have fucked, I masturbate myself to sleep. For me it’s natural melatonin and I can rest all night. Weird, right? Not when you are an over thinker and can’t turn off your brain. A good orgasm shuts that right off.

I often get asked about what I think about when I masturbate. If I told you that, you would be shocked. It’s not what anyone would think about me, but for me, it does the job. What about you? When you set that scene up in your head, what trips the switch? I would love to know what gets people off when they fly solo.

Have you ever thought that maybe masturbation is better than real sex? Think about it. The only person that you need to give an orgasm is yourself. It’s a selfish concept, but one that I often wonder about. I cum hard all by myself. Sometimes better than when I have to worry about pleasing a partner. Not that I can’t, but I’m greedy. I want all the orgasms for myself.

Don’t deny yourself an orgasm.

So, here’s the challenge. I want to know what you think about when you jack off. Send me all the details of your favorite little kink. The writer in me is interested, but the highly sexual Goddess really wants to know. For me it’s about making all the dreams a reality, if only for a short period of time. Maybe I will tell your story in my next book, but don’t worry, all names will be changed to protect the deviant. I believe that we all have a story to tell, so how about yours? I want all the orgasm details.

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Have you ever had that one moment that you will never forget? I do. I like being an exhibitionist, but this wasn’t me this time. This was my phone sex caller. He did the unthinkable and damn, was it funny for me. Maybe not for him though.

Imagine it’s after work and you have a long drive home, but your dick is saying otherwise. It’s throbbing from the office girl teasing all day, and driving is almost impossible. What do you do? Cause an accident or pull over at a rest stop and handle the problem. The choice is yours.

I’ve done plenty of calls with this man, but this was a first. Right off the top I could hear that he was on the highway, and got worried. He assured me he was pulling over and would be fine, but still, something tingled inside of me that should have been a warning. We flirted until he stopped and then the call got heated. I gave him some JOI (jack off instructions), and he tuned out the world around him. My voice can be hypnotic.

Everything was going great until a knock on the window changed all that. Yep, it was a cop doing a wellness check on my caller. What do you think he did? Wrong. He kept me on the line and sat the phone down for me to listen.

My exhibitionist was in trouble.

The cop knew what he was doing. I could hear it in the tone of his voice. Instead of just walking away or telling him to stop, he decided to fuck with him. My caller had to do a field sobriety check and even show the coffee he was drinking was just that. Coffee. Thank God for the mute button. I have never laughed so hard in my life.

This entire encounter with the cop took about 10 minutes, but it was probably the worst and scariest 10 minutes of his life. After being assured that he was okay, the cop left with a warning to move on. Did he? Nope. He finished the call, grabbed that orgasm, and then went home. After all that he deserved it, and I got a memory that I will never forget.

So, beware of where you jerk off. Cops are out there looking for you naughty exhibitionist bandits.

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