After a surprise email from one of my readers last night, he asked me whether I would be up for a little telepathic experimentation with sensual imagery. I figured it would be fun to see if the chemistry works from afar, and my horny friend started to send me erotic thoughts from 7 pm onwards. He would concentrate on my name and body, start it off slowly, then turn his thoughts intense.

At exactly 7 pm, I felt a twinge in my pussy, but didn’t feel the urge to stroke myself. I wrote the Cream My Ass erotica story, and then had an early night. I suddenly felt the urge to masturbate as I was so wet, my thighs were sticky, and I rubbed them together a little. I massaged my labia and outer vaginal lips with my juicy fingers, and brought myself to a shattering climax after teasing myself for a while. Of course, I confessed this to my horny stranger, and he wrote me a long teasing message about his diverse, very sexy thoughts. He imaged himself pushing his seven inch cock only three inches inside my dripping pussy, but the urge to climax kept him on edge, and he explored my body, probing my nipples, and sliding deeper into my silky pussy. His hot description turned me so horny, and I love it when a man gets experimental and dirty with his thoughts. Even better when he is describing what he wants to do to you. I have no idea of what he looks like, or his age, and I might be a faceless stranger to him, but he certainly gave me the horn for more.

We said goodnight, and I awoke to read a horny message stating he would be sending me filthy thoughts all night. It took a while for his cock to rest, and no doubt he was horny this morning, but I felt nothing during the night, which made me feel bad, but I certainly made up for that after my orgasm this afternoon.

I went about my business this morning, but when I arrived home with time to spare, I pulled off my pants and started stroking myself. I sent him an email telling him I wanted him to tell me to cum, as I on edge and purposely avoiding my clit. He started rubbing his dick against a warm radiator, imagining it was my warm inviting pussy. I was incredibly wet, and pushed three fingers from my left hand into my pussy to massage my g-spot. I occasionally rubbed my clit up and down with my free right hand, until I felt the urge to urinate. I fucked myself for a couple of minutes feeling close to squirting, and then worked on my clit. Then it happened. I squirted, and had a clitoral orgasm at the same time. My cum juices dribbled onto my hands and down between my ass cheeks. Mmm. Boy was my pussy sucking in my fingers, wishing for a dick. Hmm I’m almost re-virginised in tightness from the intense orgasms I experience.

When I pulled my fingers out of myself and let my body relax after my orgasm, my hands were covered in sticky cum, which I licked clean. I was a profoundly intense horny experience, and I would recommend anyone to set aside time to send a stranger horny thoughts, because you never know how intense it may turn them. Try it on a colleague you fancy, or send erotic thoughts and images to a sexy stranger on a night out. The power of thought is immensely potent. It’s sure worked for me, and no man has gotten me this wet in a long time.

Men are so fascinating, it truly intrigues me about the limits they are willing to enter to reach sexual heights. All this pleasure from one man focusing erotic thoughts on my curves and name. I love it!

Maybe it’s time for another play…O naughty me!