"Sometimes, the right guy could just read a page of a telephone directory, and I'd want to slip my fingers inside to the sound of his voice," Josie said with a devilish giggle.

"Sometimes, the right girl could bring me to orgasm with a giggle alone. The world is as exciting as you make it, right?" Matt replied with a look of mischief in his eyes.

'I've got a day to myself with the school run complete, and a guy's turning me on without laying a finger on or in me. How deliciously cool is that?' Josie thought to herself, all her worries floating away in the bus shelter she stood under, waiting to return home.

"Fancy a walk instead?" Josie said as she looked at Matt intensely.

Josie realised the last few minutes had seen her behave in a way that few who knew her would have recognised or understood. She was a devoted mother, a hard worker, and a kind woman to everyone, but none of them would have guessed the secret need she had to be made to feel special in the way she dreamed of.

"I've got a cupboard full of sex toys, a computer filled with pictures, and plenty of guys who'd fuck me in every way I've ever thought of, but..."

Josie's voice tailed off as she recalled the dark reality of her past. A past that had robbed her of her ability to feel the arousal of satisfaction.

"I'm damaged goods, but I'm not ready to quit; I'd be so grateful if you'd fuck my mind. You never know," Josie said, trying her best to sound hopeful.

Matt made sure the walk was filled with laughter, and he was on mischievous top form. Josie understood the motives for Matt's conversational style. He made an effort that made her feel unusually calm.

"What would you like to happen to you most in a story?" Matt asked. Josie heard herself responding and was surprised at her own frankness.

"I want you, a storyteller, to make me scream, writhe, and climax wildly as all of the people who care about me look on and share my joy," Josie said, gripping Matt's hand as she did so.

Matt hoped he could turn Josie's thoughts into a framework for his response. What he had heard made him feel a sense of responsibility, but it felt like an opportunity to unlock joy, not a burden.

"We're here," Josie said as she opened the door to her flat and smiled at Matt seductively as a signal for him to follow.

Josie fetched a drink for herself and Matt before they settled on the sofa together. Josie's hopes remained high.

Matt began his story by describing his surroundings and how he and Josie had decided to share some escapism. He spoke about a shared kiss before he began on the tale's finer details, prompting Josie to bring it to life with her lips.

"I can set the mood, too," Josie said with a relaxed smile and a giggle.

"Josie listened to Matt as he talked of a slow kiss lingering on her lips and taking his free hand and guiding it to slip under her clothes."

"Oh, yes, please, Matt," Joais said, lifting her dress up and over her head, now sitting beside Matt in her bra and knickers.

Matt looked at Josie, her beaming smile confirming that she was very happy with the way events were unfolding.

"This is lovely," Josie whispered as Matt went on to talk about Josie slipping off her bra and smiling at her storyteller.

"Yes, please," Josie said with a dreamy tone, Matt's touch drifting onto her breasts and aroused nipples gently.

Josie was already beginning to feel drawn into a lost, glorious world as her senses delivered a combined beauty of arousal she had only had fantasies to recall for so long. Her body heated as Matt caressed her, and his unhurried desire to excite her was sublime.

"I hope you're going to suck my nipples and feel how wet I am down there next," Josie said softly.

Matt brought Josie's vision to life. as his touch, lips, and voice took Josie into places she needed to be. His fingers slipped into her knickers to a sigh of deep pleasure from Josie's lips, and she beamed a smile as sounds of beautiful arousal rang out from her.

"Matt allowed Josie to bask in the sweetness of her gathering storms as his lips danced on her breasts, and she felt him circling the juices of excitement with his fingers." Matt read out.

Josie mouthed 'thank you' to Matt as he paused his reading, hoping he could capture Josie's twist as she had requested.

"The sound of the door to the flat opening did not frighten or surprise Josie; it had been a part of what she felt she needed all along. A dozen smiling faces stood watching as Josie spread herself across the floor and asked Matt to continue."

As Josie heard Matt finish reading, she picked up her phone and began recording, then put it next to her head.

"Your friends can share your joy with you forever now, can't they?" Matt whispered.

Hearing Matt completely understand her actions was one of the most emotionally charged moments of Josie's life. He got it. He was going to run with it. This was heaven.

Josie had her friends with her, a man devoted to unlocking her mind and body who was about to ease into her slippery wetness. Her excitement was overloaded.

Matt read out the phase of his story that was around Josie, waiting to feel him inside her. Josie listened to the way he had captured her anticipation and arousal, and it heightened both in reality. He was going to do this.

Something tarnished beyond repair and given up as lost was now within touching distance, and Josie's emotions' power and intensity were immeasurable. It was the words, the touch, the feeling of total trust, security, and a shared goal. The rest of her erotic life was his to re-ignite.

Bigger, fatter, more adept, younger. She had tamed them all but wanted none of them. What slid between her wildly excited lips and into her electric, velvety centre of desire was him. He was all she wanted.

"Bring it to me, Matt," Josie screamed, as the feeling of him, her saviour, inside her made her body burn deliciously.

Matt moved inside Josie. He was desperate for his inexperience not to let her down. It could not. Just the feeling of him inside her meant it was 'when' and not 'if'. She whispered this to him to reassure him.

Josie's words drove Matt to plunge into Josie's electrified body as she moaned, laughed, and grinned at every movement. Her body was twitching. Her mind was in beautiful chaos, and he groaned a warning that he could hold on no more.

The sound of Matt's groan was the trigger for Josie's body to go into the spasms of climax she sought. Her intense, wild deliverance was loudly welcomed, and noises amplified as she felt his cock spill its flow into her.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck. I'm there," Josie cried out, the sensation of his cock's contents firing into her, making it a moment of unsurpassed beauty. Her body gripped him. as her head tossed, and she writhed with orgasm, her heart pounding and nothing but pleasure registering in her brain.

Josie felt him deliver another shot, deepening her joy and the intensity of her climax. She was crying out, moaning, and filling the room with crazed laughter as years of hurt melted away in the fires of shared passion.

Each fresh wave of her loud and chaotic climax brought its own beauty to Josie's mind and body; her entire existence enveloped Matt's cock inside her, and it was the lifebelt she clung to in the fight to avoid drowning in the seas of erotica.

Josie's elation over the intensity of her climax was something that was a joy in itself. She had felt sensations that she felt were lost forever, but levels of positive emotions of similar heights too. What made these even better was knowing Matt understood, and finding words to explain wouldn't be needed. She would tell him how it felt, but talking about what her climax meant to her? He knew.

Josie spent an age savouring her pleasure, recalling her phone had captured events once coherent thought had returned. She wanted to share her wonderful re-awakening with her friends. Matt hadn't imagined Josie doing anything else.

"The replies to this should be fun to read," Josie said with a smile, and she was right.

Matt's sharing with Josie brought joy to many. Josie made him promise to hold that memory as dearly as she did. He did not let her down.

After this day, Josie never looked back. Her fears were banished, and she shared her beauty and personality with whoever she wanted to in whatever way felt right.