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09/01/2010
My boyfriend and I weren't going to see each other for 3 months, so we made a secret calendar in which each morning I would receive a task telling me to do various things throughout the day. During the creation of this calendar, it was decided that I should have to produce 15 sexy photos each day in addition to any proof of a task assigned that day. If I didn't get the task done in the allotted time, I would be punished by the addition of more things to a task.
For instance, one a given day I was supposed to go to starbucks for an hour wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt with nothing underneath and think about how naked I really was beneath the oversized clothing. I failed to do this on the proper day, so I had to complete the next day's task (to go to a sex toy store, buy a new toy and try it in the parking lot) in the same manner of dress. After playing with a new vibrator in the car, I was especially aware of my state of dress when I entered Starbucks.
For every task, proof was required in some form. Usually this consisted of a video or photograph. In the case of the Starbucks task, I was required to go to the restroom, take pictures of myself stripping entirely, and redressing only once I'd sent the pictures via my cell phone. The stalls didn't afford the most privacy, but the thought that someone could come in at any moment was exhilarating.
Some tasks didn't work out as well as we thought, at which point we had fun just winging it over skype video chat. Most of the time, the problem was getting a good angle for a camera or picking days that weren't too busy for extra-involved tasks. The most involved task on the calendar involved rolling a dice to select from a list of commands, one of which was orgasm while the others were teasing commands. Unfortunately, I never managed to roll the number that would have allowed me to orgasm... even 3-hours later. In that case, I received verbal permission to stop the game.
Overall, I felt like one of the most sexed-up people in a long distance relationship I've ever known.
For instance, one a given day I was supposed to go to starbucks for an hour wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt with nothing underneath and think about how naked I really was beneath the oversized clothing. I failed to do this on the proper day, so I had to complete the next day's task (to go to a sex toy store, buy a new toy and try it in the parking lot) in the same manner of dress. After playing with a new vibrator in the car, I was especially aware of my state of dress when I entered Starbucks.
For every task, proof was required in some form. Usually this consisted of a video or photograph. In the case of the Starbucks task, I was required to go to the restroom, take pictures of myself stripping entirely, and redressing only once I'd sent the pictures via my cell phone. The stalls didn't afford the most privacy, but the thought that someone could come in at any moment was exhilarating.
Some tasks didn't work out as well as we thought, at which point we had fun just winging it over skype video chat. Most of the time, the problem was getting a good angle for a camera or picking days that weren't too busy for extra-involved tasks. The most involved task on the calendar involved rolling a dice to select from a list of commands, one of which was orgasm while the others were teasing commands. Unfortunately, I never managed to roll the number that would have allowed me to orgasm... even 3-hours later. In that case, I received verbal permission to stop the game.
Overall, I felt like one of the most sexed-up people in a long distance relationship I've ever known.
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