Talk about fantasies

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chat about last and next fantasies

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"I know you want to," I taunt. She refrains from an immediate response. It's not like her to hesitate this much.

"We haven't really talked about that yet. You know, the last re-enactment."

"True. What was your favorite part?" I ask, trying to steer toward the positives.

"Not the part where I thought you were actually going to **** me," she says, steering back into the negatives.

I give her a sympathetic look. "Tonya, did you ever really think that?"

"I was starting to. There was the close call with the other guys in the park... I was a little scared, to be honest." She pulls her arms over her chest protectively.

"You felt ****. Rest assured that I would never ever actually do that. I went right up to the line of what I thought you could handle. I'm not a ****."

"You are pretty convincing at playing one."

"Why thank you, Tonya! And you are convincing as a hapless bimbo."

"Hey!"

"Hey yourself. It wasn't my fantasy."

"Maybe not, but you were sure onboard to take part in it."

"After you got me so wound up in your room, I was."

"I'm pretty sure you got yourself wound up," she grins. We stare at each other for a while.

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"So... in order to plan our next little game, can you tell me what you want more of?"

Tonya shifts upright into her chair suddenly alert. "Hmmmm..." She wiggles her pursed lips back and forth trying to decide what to say. She slumps a little as she gets frustrated, unable to find the right words.

{if Tonya_rundark = false}"You want me to use the word 'pussy' a lot more.

"Nooo! I told you. Say 'cunt' instead."

"Okay! That's a start. I like that word, too. I will happily talk about your sexy, little, quivering cunt all night."

"You could do that." Tonya shifts in her chair. She maintains a straight face except for the smile in her eyes.

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"So you want more...parks at night?"

"I don't think so... It was exciting, but there were a lot of bugs. I found three wood ticks the next day."

"Noted. What else? Do you like being in public?"

Tonya chews her lip. "Sort of... I don't know exactly what I want, okay? A lot of wild things seem hot if the situation is right."

"Like if you are really fucking horny?"

Tonya adjusts her speaker volume and keeps her voice moderately low. "Absolutely. Make me really fucking horny and I will be happier with the results." She flashes a smile.

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“And what gets you really fucking horny?” When she doesn’t jump in with a reply, I offer something. “Scat, right?”

“Nooo!” She cringes. “You try that and games are OVER.”

“Help me out then. You saunter around like an innocent sexbomb, but you can’t talk about your preferences.”

“Trying to talk about sex with old boyfriends never went well, so I don’t like doing it, alright?”

“So... gangbangs then?”

“Uuugh! You are worse than my boyfriends.”

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“And what gets you really fucking horny?” When she doesn’t jump in with a reply, I offer something. “Costume dramas? Is that what does it for you?”

“I’m tempted to say yes just to see how good your stage production skills are. Honestly, I think it is kinda hot that you are going to these lengths. I don’t know why you are doing it, but it makes me feel special. That gets me wet.”

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"Noted. Is there something you definitely don't want?"

"I....um...." Some of her humor fades as her eyes drop, then she looks at me apologetically. "...don't want to have sex."

"What now?" I say with an incredulous smile. Seriously? She is giving me The Tease treatment all over again. I suppress my welling frustration and try to salvage the situation. "I mean--we don't have to, but...are you sure? " I am trying not to show how let down I feel. "I am pretty good at sex you know." {if mindy_fuckbuddies = true}I resist the cruel urge to tell her to ask her mother how good I am.{elseif mindy_picstaken = true}I resist the cruel urge to tell her to ask her mother how good I am.{endif}

She rolls her eyes. "I'm sure you are. I'm not...ready for that."

"I am also quite skilled at getting women ready..." I persist, but Tonya shakes her head. "What if I get you really fucking horny first?" She gives a wry smile and shakes her head again. Then it finally dawns on me. "Waaaaait a second... are you telling me...that The Tease is still a virgin?"

The rest of Tonya’s usual humor vanishes in a sudden burst. "NO!" She looks angry for a moment, then composes herself. Then she says more quietly,"Noooo-I am not a virgin. But sex has been...tricky for me. And stop calling me The Tease."

"Oh." I feel at a loss, but a little less frustrated that she is finally saying something that might be informative. Everything I know about her sex life is pretty speculative. "Okay then. Can you tell me in what way it is tricky? Maybe...I can help?" I put up my hands to signal that I mean it despite having a shit eating grin.

She rubs her forehead. "I don't know... I don't like talking about it, if you can't tell... It's painful. I mean sex is. Just a finger is okay, but anything bigger... and with your python?" she scoffs. "That is definitely not going to work."

I absorb that for a minute. That is a huge bummer for both of us. "But...then you have a **** fantasy? What is that about?"

She looks frustrated at being asked to put these things into concrete terms. "I don't know! I just liked that video." I don't quite buy that she legitimately has no idea why she likes it, but maybe she really doesn't dwell on those questions. Her lack of ability to talk about it suggests that she has avoided the topic for a long time, maybe even to herself.

"Did you like that there was the threat of penetration, but the woman didn't have to go through with it in the end?"

She looks like she is thinking about it for the first time. "Maybe. I guess so... I mean, I would like to get fucked by a big dick like yours. It's hot as hell in porn, but it wouldn't end well, so let's just take it off the table."

"I see." There is no point in arguing there. Selfishly, just her saying that she wishes she could take my cock in her makes me feel significantly better. "What about penetration with a tongue?"

"I think that would be fine... Or do you have two pythons? Open your mouth." I stick out my tongue for her. It is average to my knowledge. She nods, then whispers into her microphone. "You can lick my cunt, Warren." My semi goes completely rigid seconds after the thrill of Tonya's words buzz through my nervous system. I reach down and tease my cock off camera.

"I can work with that. Anything else that you want or don't want?"

"Gah... I don't know! It's hard to talk about. I think I can trust you. Can we pick a different safeword?"

"No, ma'am."

"Definitely don't call me ma'am. My mom is a ma'am."

"And here I thought Mindy was a milf."

Tonya snorts a laugh, then puts her hands out to cover her speakers. "Oh stop! You should be more careful. She just walked into the workout room a minute ago. She would probably hear you if she was in the hall. And worse, you are probably being serious, aren't you, perv?"

"What do you want me to say?" I shug but deny nothing.

"Better if you don't say anything." {if tonya_closet = true}She looks out toward the hall and pauses. "Obviously you were here this weekend while I was at my dad's... Yeah... Don't say anything."

{if tonya_bed = true}"And I spent the night..."

Tonya makes a strange face, deciding whether or not to believe me.

"...In your bed."

"Whatever, perv."{endif}{endif}

"So I will come up with a new game for you soon. Evenings work for you?"

"I might be in 80's makeup to stream, but any night works."

"Good." I'll have to reconsider some of my wilder ideas in light of what she has just told me about herself.

"What about you? What is your fantasy?”

“Ah, you don’t want to know about that stuff.” I try to sound nonchalant, but I’m actually surprised that she asked.

"Tell me your fantasy, Warren."

{else}Play in game mode.{endif}