Do You Like?

I received an email from Emily that had the title, "Do You Like?" I opened it up and found this. I sent an instant message back, which led to little Gmail chat session with her, that got me a little hot and a little ashamed.

Me (1:22 pm): Yes, she's very pretty.

Emily (1:22 pm): Duh, yea, she's pretty, but that's not what I mean.

Me: What? Blow jobs? I'm confused.

Emily: Giggle. Check your email.



Em: Get it? How about that? Do you like? Attractive and hot, no?

Me: Um, yes, she's pretty, too.

Em: Not the girl, silly! Look at them again, the other, um, thing .

Me: Emily!

Em: Come on, sweetie, just indulge me. Look at them again. I know a smelly, hairy man may not do much for most women (I've told you before women are so much prettier), but look at those cocks! Hot!

Me: Okay.

Em: Oh, you're being difficult. Watch how easy this is. Hey, you know our friend Erica? She's amazingly beautiful. Her body, her skin, are so hot, so wonderful. If I wasn't straight, I'd totally do her.

Me: Love to see that.

Emily: See, a woman can say another woman's hot, beautiful, whatever, no big deal. So, look at them again (NOT THE WOMEN). Do you like?

Me: Maybe.

Emily: Come on, you're not getting excited at all looking at those?

Me: A little.

Emily: Email.

Emily: There, how about that, TOTALLY HOT, isn't it?

Me: Yea...she is.

Emily: NOT THE WOMAN!!!

Me: You're making me blush. Okay, maybe a little.

Emily: You're boy side is such a pain sometimes. Stop. Are they hot or not?

Me: Fine. Yes.

Emily: Do you like?

Me: Fine, again, yes.

Emily: See? Was that so hard? Did time freeze because you admitted a man's (men's) cock(s) were hot?

Me: No.

Emily: Are you being honest, or are you just toying with me? Seriously. I know lots of men are icky, but, those cocks, do you really like? Do they turn you on at all?"

Me: A little.

Emily: You've got a ton of girl in you, sweetie, there's nothing wrong with being a little attracted to certain men. Look at that last picture again. She is very pretty, like you're pretty. Imagine she's you. Still like?

Me: Maybe.

Emily: A man's cock resting on your tongue, about to fully enter your mouth. Do you know how much I love that. Wetting my mouth, tasting cock.

Me: You never seem to want to...

Emily: Cock, silly, cock :)

Me: Hey!

Emily: Laugh. But this isn't about me. It's about you. I know you're part boy. I know you LOVE women. Tell me, when you're a girl, though, tell me, have you ever imagined it? Being that second woman, eyes closed, waiting, so near. That third woman, eyes closed, tasting it? Have you ever fantasized about it?

Me: Maybe

Emily: I knew it...hell, I know it. Of course you do. I know the girl in you must fantasize about it sometimes.

Me: That doesn't mean I'd do it!

Emily: But you fantasize about it. My pretty girl, you fantasize about it. Touching a cock. Tasting a cock. Licking. Sucking. You fantasize about it, don't you?

Me: Yes.

Emily: Email


Emily: I fantasize about it, too. I don't know that I'd EVER want to share you, but I fantasize about it. Helping you. Teaching you. Turned on now, sissy?

Me: Yessssssssssssss

Emily: Good! Cause when you get home tonight, you're going to take that sexual frustration out on me. With your mouth. On my pussy. While I'm telling you how hot it would be to watch you suck a cock.