"Sweet Charlotte" : #Insta-Freak

(Part 1) My mind often drifts off to this unspeakable place. This secret place of my true s****l fulfillment and fantasy. A place where there are no rules, a place where I am free to just... BE. A place where bondage is an exciting option not a form of cruel, unwanted punishment. I happen to be intrigued by the whole concept of it! With my assertive attitude, I could easily be the perfect Dominatrix or Master for the perfect deserving slave. (I am a bit aggressive sometimes) I would love to make someone my little toy! Make them do whatever I desired...whenever I said so! Yet, I find it so exhilarating to be “the submissive”, “the slave”, “the pet”. Most people would hear those words and be offended but not me. I feel like I'm trapped inside this body and just BEGGING to break free! I’m tired of being so sweet and predictable! Even though I may appear to be your average black woman, my soul and mind are deeper than most are willing to dive! So, a little about me...My name is Cheyenne. I am ambitious, a go-getter, I’m beautiful inside and out with no kids. Sensual, Sexy, and Seductive! I’m intelligent, down to earth...You know… “Crazy, Sexy, Cool” 5’3, 140lbs with cocoa brown skin with green eyes and long silky black hair that covers my big beautiful chocolate breast. I have my own everything, your girl is very independent, ya feel me?! I’m also an Entrepreneur. “A Nu View Productions” is my media company and I just launched my own lingerie line. I have my own team of models who I’ve named “Aphrodisiac” who I utilize in my marketing plan. All different shapes, sizes and flavors….nothing but a team full of Goddesses! They definitely live up to their name and then some! I don’t usually rock with a lot of females but these ladies are “The Tribe”, “My Sis-Stars”, “My Ride or Die Soldiers”. We’re getting our paper, no bullshit...no games. OH, wait a minute! But, my favorite part of all is those late nights I get into my character and create a true “Girl Friend Experience” for my loyal customers on my “Call Girl Line.” I love being able to hear all the freaky fantasies of different people..to see what kind of kinks get them going! I’m getting wet just thinking about it now! To be able to make a man bust a soul shaking nut by just SPEAKING to him?! Honey, that’s MAGIC! That’s POWER! Could you imagine if I was actually in the presence of these men physically? I don’t think they would be ready! I keep this part of my hustle private because hell, it's not everyone’s business and not everyone would understand my mindset. s*x sells. Period. It always has and always will! You could easily invest in your own equipment and advertisement and run your own s**t. No middle man taking a pay cut just straight stackin’ and rackin’ up per call, per minute, per hour! Set your own rules and regulations and that’s money in the bank! I’m not a GOLD DIGGER...I’m a GOAL DIGGER! I believe it’s time to change the game. My girls wouldn’t have to do anything they didn’t want to do....they wouldn’t have to sell any p***y. We are selling a dream...a fantasy and conversation rules the nation baby! My “model name” is Charlotte… my client’s say I have a voice like honey so they call me “Sweet Charlotte ''. All my girls would need to have that same essence. Female “Boss’n UP'' type of s**t. Sometimes, I fantasize about having a stable of females doing webcam/video girl work, taking “GFE'' calls, private dancer entertainment, etc. I find all of that so sexy and not sure why yet because I’ve never been with a woman sexually. I have plenty of friends in the LBGTQ community and of course many of them have flirted and tried me yet I’ve never switched up my diet like that, ya know? I’ve gotten a few ideas together but still trying to consider different factors. So yep, that’s right...I’m the BOSS. I hate to admit it but a lot of my hesitation is because of me dealing with some inner demons and infatuation with the woman's body. I low key have an attraction to women and being around them (Especially when I’m under the influence) awakens this whole other side of me that I can not explain but extremely intrigued by. But, we will get to ALL THAT later! I’ve just recently turned 30 and I’ve been doing some self reflection. I’m pleased at the amount of growth that has taken place for me thus far, but there’s so much more to come! I believe that I’ve been going through a transformation… or an initiation even. I am like that Phoenix who has arisen from the ashes and I’m now this new being. Perhaps it's who I’ve been all along and I’m just waking up to it! I’ve begun to realize a few things. One, I spend a lot of time inside of my mind because I feel safe there. No one can judge me or bother me and I am free to be myself with no worries at all. Two, I know that I am at a place in my career where I feel like I can share some time with a special person and not feel bad about having a break sometimes. However, I’m not sure if I want to be obligated to a relationship or if I would rather be involved in a partnership with benefits but no expectations. Then there’s Three...I’m not sure if I’ve actually had someone make me have a real orgasm! I’ve been single for the last 6 years and during which, I’ve only had s*x 6 times! That’s just f*****g sad, right? I wouldn’t say they were a complete waste of time… it was entertaining. I suppose in this day and time that’s a good look but my p***y would disagree! My girls say I need to get piped down already but I don’t just want that mundane “regular sex.” Like, I know that I’ve been able to c*m and made to feel good but I desire more! I crave for my mind to be penetrated slowly and intimately before my p***y or the rest of my body is even thought about! My mouth starts to salivate at the thought of being submissive to the right dominant partner who I can trust and understands that I want to be punished for being a bad girl! And I don’t want just anybody...I’m peculiar and he would be as well. I need a Sapiosexual for sure! He would have to totally understand my mind and be able to rock with me on all levels! We would need to connect Spiritually first and I would need to be able to feel him miles away, tethered through ages and never losing the feeling of each other’s presence and essence. We would know each other’s inner most thoughts and would fulfill each and every desire! Choke me... I want to gag! Pull my hair and talk dirty to me! I want to be tied up, I want to be spanked, I want to be slapped and gently bitten! I NEED to feel the warmth of your nut sliding down the crack of my ass while I'm rubbing on these chocolate titties! My c**t starts to throb from just the thought of being blindfolded and on all fours...awaiting the moment that AT LEAST one of my holes will be stuffed with a long, wet tongue or a long, hard d**k! Either way this tight, juicy p***y is longing to grip whatever may enter into my sweet bliss! Oh, and I don’t even have to mention that my mouth is just trembling with delight awaiting to feel the head of that d**k brush softly up against my lips...teasing me and prompting me to open up wide, so I can feel you growing more and more in my mouth...going down my throat. Then you would stroke my face imagining you want it to be this p***y! Grab my face and hold my head steady while I do magic tricks with your d**k. “Now you see it…now you don't!” The amount of frustration that I have right now to not be able to utilize the “No Gag Reflex” is a waste of my skills! OMG, Hell, my mind is filled with so many untold fantasies! I don’t even need porn, I can create a much more satisfying experience in my mind! Sometimes, I wish I could just sit in a bubble in the middle of a large crowd, maybe inside of a mall or something; butt ass naked while I masturbate, and they all watch me! Yep, that’s right! I want to rub on this pulsating c**t until I’m about to squirt all over myself! BUT, I want to have to ask for permission to cum...that way I have to beg to be allowed to have a release and every time that I ask it will get denied because it builds anticipation for the eruption to build up and when I finally get it, it will be explosive! If you behave, I will let you taste the sweetness off of my fingertips and then you can go deep sea diving in my ocean of goodness! (Not too many black women will admit to an interest in voyeurism) They are not allowed to touch me though, they may only look and tell me what they WISH they could do to me! (So, I guess somewhere deep down inside I WANT TO BE THE DOMINANT one too! Or maybe it’s just that... I am dominant and the thought of lying my power down for a brief moment to be controlled sexually is a turn on! It’s actually a sign of true power to me because in actuality I have control the whole time) I bite my bottom lip in excitement even now as I think about it all because from my window I can see my neighbor doing yard work and I’m purposely walking around naked in hopes of being seen by him, that’s how wild my imagination is! It’s not that I want to sleep with him in real life...it's just the THOUGHT of it that gets me going! It’s something about him that is so intriguing he turns me on so much! I mean, I wouldn't mind going through with it but would he think I was weird for the things that turned me on? I’m extremely attracted to him and we flirt all the time but we have never crossed THAT line, ya know? We’ve been neighbors for 1 1//2 years and we’ve gotten to fairly know each but not to the point where I’ve exposed ALL OF THIS to him about me and my mindframe. He was about 5’9 - 6’0, not too stocky but muscular, built dark and handsome (In a way reminds me of GOD in human form: David Banner! And HONEY...David Banner KNOWS he is FINE AF! HE COULD GET IT FA SHO!!!! But, my point is... this man carries that same confidence!) I’m a sapiosexual as well and he's very enlightened, intelligent, and funny. OMG and his smile could kill ya! I’m a straight sucka for a beautiful, sexy smile! I wasn’t sure if I was ready to risk that chance so I just continued to work mysteriously. He was quite the mysterious one himself and it drives me wild wondering what's going on in that mind of his. The way he looks at me is like he is staring directly into my soul and is preparing to snatch it! I can actually FEEL everything that I'm imagining and my p***y starts to soak my black lacy boy shorts every time, in an INSTANT! Just call me “Insta-Freak!” Can you imagine how wet I am right now? Damn, I guess I'm going to have to take them off now. Really it’s no point in wearing them if I'm going to just keep soaking them all up! I stand at the window watching the sweat run down his face, dripping on his muscle shirt making the fabric cling to his dark chocolate chest muscles as the sun light beams off of the sweat on his muscular tattooed arms as he pushes that lawn mower across his yard. I can see his huge d**k print in those gray sweatpants and it's driving me crazy! He’s not completely hard yet, but he is bulging enough for me to see that he is definitely working with a monster! Mmm..I wonder if he even has any drawers? I aint saying that I’m a crotch watcher expert but I think I know when someone has gone commando or not! I lick my lips in approval of my next thought and I instantly imagine him bending me over my pool table while he blows my back out and attacks my p***y from the back with what I imagine is a hurricane tongue! He firmly grips my hips to pull me closer to him then slaps each ass cheek one at a time POW! POW! I can feel the intensity that was in the tone of his voice through the warmth of his breath I felt on my p***y and ass as he sternly says to me from the back: “Throw it back and give my tongue the treatment you want my d**k to have!! I don’t believe you yet! Make me believe that you REALLY deserve this and when I feel that you are serious enough I will give you permission to c*m in my mouth! I bet you taste sweet…. like juice from berries...Mmmm....damn... here, (after sticking his thick middle finger deep inside of my wetness then into my mouth) Taste that p***y and tell me that you want me to taste it! Do you want me to taste it? Can I suck and drain you back dry? Tell me that you want me to taste your sweet juices, NOW!” I briefly close my eyes, I exclaim out loud “YES, I want you to taste it so bad! I wanna feel your tongue sucking on my c**t while you slide and dip the tip of it inside of my sweet honey pot before you make your way up to flicker your tongue on my ass just to tease me!” I slowly insert three fingers into my gushy p***y wishing it could be him for real and I can feel her sucking...gripping and pulling back TIGHT! It’s like she has a mind of her own and when she starts flowing it's pure and refreshing like water! Fingers pumping faster now...in and out. c**t is so swollen and twitching it's ridiculous! One leg up on the window sill and the other shaking trying keep supporting my quivering frame. I grab my left titty and squeeze my n****e gently...caressing it as I continue to finger my throbbing pretty kitty! I suck on my own nipple...biting it softly until I can hear her creating waves and SPLASH! Waterfalls come showering down as I collapse to the ground in pleasure! To me...that’s sexy AF but I’m sure that most women wouldn’t admit to the thoughts that cross their mind when it comes to their s****l fetishes or desires. We are so concerned with what society or our family/friends would say, that we deprive ourselves of really discovering our true power that dwells within our femininity. I’m done with playing by the rules! I’m embracing and calling back all my POWER! The power of the P-U-S-S-Y!  (Part 2) I relocate and then reposition one of my huge bean bag chairs so that it's facing the living room window perfectly in the line of view of my sexy ass neighbor! I place a towel on the chair before I sit down and get in a comfortable position. I can feel my juices slowly dripping down my right thigh and I don’t even bother to wipe it up. I had caught a damn leg cramp standing up like that so I needed to change positions! I fixed a glass and finished it off before noticing that he had taken a short break too to cool down and hydrate while he talked to the elderly couple from across the street. Looks like they were asking him if he could cut his lawn for him next or something like that. I appreciated this brief intermission so I could get myself back together… I was NOT finished yet! That was not big enough of a nut for me! For a moment, he turned my direction and he kind of angled his head to the side as if he was trying to make sure he saw what he thought he saw but then quickly shrugged it off to not appear to be looking too long. I thought he saw me! OMG, did he see me? This really made me get excited so I got my little “Bullet” and eagerly turned it on! I sit on the edge of my chair and lean back, lifting up my left leg and placing it over the arm of it. I gently pull back my lips with my left hand, exposing my palpitating c**t. Carefully with that little stick of dynamite, I tease it on the top...then the left side...then the right side...and all around! I can feel my p***y talking to me and she is begging for some vaginal attention. She wants to feel it DEEP! I’m talkin’ BALLS DEEP! My n*****s are erect and aching to be licked and sucked on with the perfect mixture of gentle kisses and naughty nibbles. My right leg makes its way to the other arm of the chair and now I’m damn near sliding off of the chair as I’m working that vibrator round and round while I slowly wind my hips and grind harder and harder...faster and faster... working my way up to this well needed climax! As I’m right on the verge of the most dangerously heightened s****l climax of my life, the doorbell rings! WHO COULD THIS BE? I yelled out, “I’M COMINNNNNNNG” as I felt my soul leave my body I experienced the most AMAZING climax and I’m shaking uncontrollably! My Bullet hit the floor and made a “VRRrrrrrrrr” sound as it vibrated in a circle on the floor away from me. I quickly retrieved it, turned it off and tossed it on the couch. I look out the window and my neighbors are both gone! Damnit! Where’d he go?! I quickly grabbed my robe and slipped it on and as I’m tying it and approaching the door still getting everything straight with my robe as well. I’m trying to collect myself before I open the front door..the doorbell rings again, “DING DONG” accompanied with a friendly rhythmic knock this time. I cleared my throat and softly asked “Who is it?” then a familiar deep voice replies, “It’s Will...your neighbor from next door” I buckled at the knees and mentally told my p***y to chill out for a minute so I could hold a conversation with this man! I unlocked the door then nonchalantly opened it. I started from his feet then worked my way up his heaven built frame ( keep moving Cheyenne, we can't stare at his package right now...EYES UP!) We meet eyes and he smiles the most sexiest, devious smile before saying, “Do you need your lawn cut or trimmed or…. need any assistance with anything else?” I’m still recovering from that beanbag session but I manage to keep eye contact while I reply, “Well, that's really nice and considerate of you Will, but you don’t have to do that; I pay someone to do that already.” He eagerly replies, “Free of charge! I got cha..just tell me when you want it done and I’ll take care of it!” My mind instantly went back to my fantasy and I zoned out for a few seconds before I responded, “Yes... I do want it!...Wait..what did you ask me?” He paused before answering me then said, “Cheyenne, you alright girl? You look like you just ran a marathon! Why are you breathing so hard? Did I interrupt something? What you got going on in there?” As he was jokingly looking over my shoulders into the house. I nervously and excitedly laughed it off and told him, “I was just exercising that’s all I’m good. I will let you know about the yard ok? I want to at least let that little boy know about it first so he won't come all the way over here this week.” He agreed and jokingly replied “Aight, just let me know. And Cheyenne...I KNOW you got something going on in there girl. Who works out in their bathrobe?” while curiously looking me up and down, then continued with “Hey, so I know I probably smell all sweaty right about now but have you eaten yet? I was about to grab something to eat after I take a shower and I was wondering if you would like to come with me? I mean I know it’s kinda random but something is telling me that you’ve just worked up an appetite.” I stood there a moment taking in everything that he just said to me before I said, “Uhh, yeah..sure why not? I could eat right about now! Could you give me an hour?” He nods in agreement, smiles again then starts to walk back to his house. I yell out as he gets halfway across the yard, “Where are we going, What should I wear?” He turns back with a devilish grin and says “Surprise me, I like surprises! Whatever makes you feel comfortable, sexy, powerful and confident. Match my Energy Baby...” I walked back into my house still wondering if he actually saw me through the window and in shock about going out to eat with him. I mean, it's not an official date or anything but at least I can feel him out some more and know which way to operate moving forward. Now, what am I going to put on? Hell I don’t even know where we are going to get an idea of what to even consider. Well, when all else fails, I can always play it safe with a nice black top and some gold accessories with some tight blue jeans and a pair of sexy black boots. Yeah, that will work out fine and I love how I look in black anyway. That’s my power color and number one go to when I need to make a quick decision. I’m still wondering if he actually saw me through the window as I was making splash waterfalls. I seem to get it off my mind and it’s something about the way that he was looking at me and talking to me just now. Maybe i’m just being paranoid...or maybe just maybe all my fantasies are going to be able to become a reality. He looks like he could handle me really nice! He looks like he talks a lot of s**t and f***s like a STRAIGHT SAVAGE! So, what is my problem? Why is he making me think twice about the whole thing? Am I afraid that I might actually have met my match? I’m going to do my best to behave and not be so naughty. Ha! Sike…..the real question right now should be panties...or...naw?