Auralism

Lost Opportunity, my screen name, the name I write under, refers to all those times I missed the signals, failed to take the leap of faith. From my own hang ups and fears, a lost soul, living in a fish bowl, running over the same old ground, what have I found, the same old fears. I've learned in my twenty eight years to say yes, I've never regretted the things I tried, the chances I took, even when I fail or are rebuffed, even when they don't work out, at least I know for certain.

Music seems like it as always been in my life, from a very young age singing along to the music of my parents, brothers and sisters. My musical taste are wide and varied, folk, country, rock, blues, punk, grunge, Playing my guitar/performing always leaves me with wet panties. I always thought it was the performing but have come to realize it is more about the music and how it makes me feel, a note, a beat, the perfect harmony. I remember the song playing the first time I tried masturbation, "I want you to want me. I need you to need me. I'd love you to love me" by Cheap Trick, even today if I here it I'm immediately hot, wet, looking for a private place to please my self.

Music is my drug, my aphrodisiac, life and love go on just let the music play, and everything will be ok. This is not a new thought, people have used music during sex for centuries, the Greeks & Romans had musicians playing during orgies, in 2 Samuel 22;1 1 David sang this song to the LORD on the day the LORD had delivered him from the hand of all his enemies and from the hand of Saul, more recently Jim Morrison was receiving a blow job while recording "Light My Fire". Music groupies are they attracted to fame or the music or both. The movie of my life would suck but the soundtrack would kick ass.

By definition, auralism 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, dangerous sex to get the feeling I get playing my old guitar.

The idea of music as a healing influence which could affect health and behavior is as least as old as the writings of Aristotle and Plato. The 20th century discipline began after World War I and World War II when community musicians of all types, both amateur and professional, went to Veterans hospitals around the country to play for the thousands of veterans suffering both physical and emotional trauma from the wars. The patients' notable physical and emotional responses to music led the doctors and nurses to request the hiring of musicians by the hospitals. It was soon evident that the hospital musicians needed some prior training before entering the facility and so the demand grew for a college curriculum. The first music therapy degree program in the world was founded at Michigan State University in 1944. The American Music Therapy Association was founded in 1998 as a union of the National Association for Music Therapy and the American Association for Music therapy.

Auralism is a legitimate sexual fetish, defined as sexual arousal or excitement caused by sound, This sound might be music, voices, or the natural sounds of sex. Notably, there's been a rise in availability of audio erotica apps, with audio porn sales skyrocketing ever since quarantine hit and masturbation became widely accepted as a form of self care. And for those to whom the experience of sound is accessible, leaning into auralism can enable the listener to customize their erotic experience, thus amplifying its pleasure effects.

Because audio porn doesn't require your eyes to be glued to a screen, you can really go on an erotic journey wherever you please--even if that's not during explicit sex play. Earbuds are great and If you have a long-distance lover who can read you a sexy story, have them record it so you can listen to it whenever you want. You both can even listen to the same thing at the same time, creating a connection via voice.

Being loud and proud during sex is a great way to dial up the pleasure for a couple of reasons. For one, expressing my needs with a moan or scream can help me feel more sexually satisfied in the long run, because, hey, I'm literally giving indicators on what is (or isn't) feeling good. Also, dirty talk can be just plain hot--so go for it. Some people can get riled up from impact play and the sounds of skin-to-skin contact. For example, if you're really into spanking, the way you position your hand can affect what sound it makes when it strikes. Cupping your palm and keeping your fingers together will increase the depth of the sound produced Using a flat palm makes more of a typical slapping noise. Maybe you enjoy the sound of queefing during sex. If so, spend more time in positions like doggy style, where the pelvis and vagina are tilted upward and the penetration from sex causes an emission of trapped air from the vagina.

I like being called a slut during sex, my taste on the rougher side, but have had lovers who like sweet talk during sex things like baby, you feel so good, I love you. Whatever does it for you live and let live is my motto.

I play & sing at a local bar on Saturday nights, a regular gig, I've been caught masturbating in the green room on numerous occasions. The green room is a small room where performers wait before going on and rest between sets. I've ate pussy, had my pussy eaten, been finger bang, even sucked cock in that room. So turned on from being on stage playing the music I love. I'm usually a little tipsy to as patrons like to send me drinks while I'm playing so my judgement may not be the best.

When the bouncer entered the green room with a cute blonde who wanted to meet me I was already finger deep inside my wetness. He shut the door quickly and the two of them just stared as I continued to finger myself. Before long his cock was out being stroked by that cute blonde, a nice cock bigger then average, the blonde was five foot nothing short hair with the cutest nose, I got on all fours crawling over to her burring my face under her skirt. That's the way I say nice to meet you, the bouncer moved behind me poking his cock into my wetness. Pounding away, sounds of sex filled that little room, auralism at it's best.

He was a master swordsman, I was close to my orgasm, hoping everyone would come along for the ride. My hot blonde was working her clit as my tongue danced inside her pussy she was very wet her juices covering my chin. The pounding from behind was harder and faster, his grunts didn't sound human, her moans, my slurping and whimpers. Somebody should be recording this, a symphony of sound, great art just happens, so rarely planned.

We had reach the crescendo, the finally, a great harmony, a wall of sound. Her body shook & wabbled, he plunged deep and I was filled with warmth, the three way orgasm, perfection.

My next set would be the best of the night, creative and fun, singing my heart out, Life and love go on. Just let the music play.

I will continue this series under "stories of The Green Room" Thanks for reading.

Yours Truly Cheryle