My name is Cheryle - twenty-eight year old, 5'2" 103lbs., with long red hair, blue eyes, small cute feet, tight ass, small breast, I was raised on a horse farm in Kentucky, going to Church every Sunday. When I left home for Depaul University I was a virgin, experimenting in college, I hooked up with guys, sucking a few cocks, trying different sexual positions, even letting Pete fuck my ass which was surprisingly enjoyable.
But my sex life really started after graduation when I met Lisa a twenty-seven year old 5'3" blonde with beautiful blue eyes. We had a torrid love affair, pushing limits, tender moments, exploration. She became abusive and controlling after we moved in together, I managed to escaped her, but was still haunted by her memory. The recovery took months but I eventually moved on, although my sexual taste/desirers had changed forever.
I booked a semi-regular gig at the Lakeshore Tavern performing on Saturday nights, it felt good to be out, I had spent so many nights alone during my recovery. The small green room there was for the performers to wait to go on or rest between sets. I felt at home there, comfortable, partly because it became my play room. Where I went to take care of my wetness hands finding my breast pinching my delicate nipples caressing and squeezing them. Bringing one of my breast to my mouth I tease with it flicking my tongue over my hard nipple. I let my hand slide down slowly over my stomach through my red pubes to my wet pussy. Rubbing softly, caressing, making love to myself, letting my fingers play with with my labia. Inserting one, then two fingers inside me, slowly moving in and out my wetness growing. My other hand following the same path to find my clit rubbing it gently, my juices making a slurping sound as my fingers thrust in then out.
Music is my drug, my aphrodisiac, life and love go on just let the music play, and everything will be ok. The movie of my life would suck but the soundtrack would kick ass. Auralism, a recognized fetish, I looked it up, means that you are aroused by sound. How this looks, though, can vary from person to person. People that are specifically aroused by sounds are practicing mindful sensuality without even realizing it. A study from McGill University in Montreal suggests that the euphoria you experience while enjoying music is triggered by the same brain chemical system that gives humans pleasurable feelings associated with sex and recreational drugs. Some people smoke for it, snort for it, put needles in their veins for it, drink to excess, have dangerous sex to get that feeling I get it playing my old guitar and singing my heart out.
