The Book Club Crush 🌶️🌶️

After a year of stolen glances and not-so-subtle crushing, she finally finds herself sharing wine in her dream girl's apartment on a balmy summer night.

Between the jasmine-scented air and that irresistible smile, what starts as friendly drinks quickly becomes a whole lot more interesting.

Content Warning: This episode contains mature themes and is intended for adult audiences

Want more? Two more spicy episodes are waiting for you here.

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CREDITS:

Producer: Stef MacFie 

Writer: Alix Nicholson 

Audio Producer: Tegan Sadler

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hi, Welcome to Butter by Mama Mia, a sensual audio
experience you can enjoy anywhere. Things are about to get
a little spicy, So now is the perfect time to
slip in your headphones and turn on I mean up
the volume. This is your time, clear your mind, take

(00:26):
a deep breath, get nice and comfy, and most importantly,
enjoy yourself.

Speaker 2 (00:43):
The night is warm and the scent of jasmine hangs
heavy in the air. My heart beats faster than it
should as I sip my wine. The glass is cool
in my hand, a stark contrast to the heat spreading
through my body. At her apartment, a cozy art field

(01:03):
space that feels like an extension of her personality. Vibrant, warm, welcoming.
She's always intrigued me. Ever since we met at book
club just a little over a year ago. I've always
admired her confidence, the way she commands attention without trying,

(01:23):
her easy laugh that makes everyone in the room turn
and stare. She's beautiful, of course, her thick hair tumbling
in waves just past her shoulders, her big eyes framed
by thick lashes that seem to see right through me.
But it's more than that. There's an energy about her,

(01:45):
a magnetic pool I can't shake. She sits opposite me,
her legs crossed, her dress writing up just enough to
reveal a sliver of thigh.

Speaker 3 (01:58):
What would it feel like to to? I wonder.

Speaker 2 (02:03):
To run my fingers along her smooth skin, to trace
the lines of her body. The thought sends a thrill
through me, a low rumble of fear and excitement. I
swallow hard, suddenly realizing I've been staring. As her eyes
meet mine, she knows she's caught me out. She leans forward,

(02:28):
gaze fixed on mine, Her full lips tease a smile
as she stands and holds out a hand, tilts her
head slightly, a silent invitation. I take another sip of
my wine, never breaking eye contact, I place the glass
on the coffee table and slide my hand into hers.

(02:52):
The tension between a stretchers taut, a coiled spring ready
to snap. The heat in her eyes sins shock waves
spearing through me, and an ache begins to build between
my legs. God, I want this, I swallow, my mouth

(03:13):
suddenly dry as she pulls me up from my seat
to position and leads me to the couch. She sits,
guiding me to straddle her lap. My heart thunders in
my chest as I settle on top of her, my
hands resting on her shoulders. Her skin is soft, smooth

(03:35):
and warm under my touch. Her hands slider my thighs.
My breath quickens and catches. Her lips brush my neck,
soft and teasing, and a shiver pulses down my spine.
I close my eyes, leaning into her touch. The sensation

(04:00):
of her mouth and my skin is making it impossible
to think. Everything I am collects in the places her
fingertips connect with my skin. The knee between us is
a living thing. I'm so aware of every nerve ending
every place we touch. She kisses her way up my jaw,

(04:24):
her hands moving to my waist, pulling me in closer.
My hands tremble as I slide them into her silken
strands of her hair, and with her breasts pushed against
my own, I feel her nipples hardened beneath the thin
cotton of her dress. I lean down and her mouth

(04:47):
finds mine As her lips claim my own desire rips
through me, Settling at my center. Her mouth is soft
but demanding, her tongue pushing against mine, and a wildness
takes over. I nip at her bottom lip and she

(05:09):
moans She's as surprised at my baldness as I am,
but it spurs her on, and it has become more desperate,
more frenzied. Yes, her hips roll each of us, trying
to find the friction we desperately need to satisfy the

(05:31):
building desire. Her hands glide up my back and she
pulls my top over my head, exposing my breasts to
the night air. My nipples peak under her gaze and
she leans forward, taking one in her mouth. Oh ah.

(05:54):
Her low grown pulses from my lips as she sucks, first,
gently and harder. The way we're sitting puts me in
the perfect position to simply enjoy this beautiful woman's mouth
on me.

Speaker 3 (06:11):
Ah.

Speaker 2 (06:14):
Her soft hands roaming over every inch of my body.
She gently nips and sucks my nipples, first one breast,
then the other. Ah ah. My breath is coming in
short gasps, now, my body trembling with need. The sensation

(06:43):
of her mouth, her hands, the breasts of her body
against mine. It's overwhelming, and I can feel the tension
coiling tighter and tighter.

Speaker 1 (07:00):
Ah.

Speaker 2 (07:01):
She pulls back, pushing me down onto the couch, not
once taking her eyes from mine as her fingertips trace
the edge of my underwear. The heat in her eyes
is so intense, and I feel the wetness between my thighs,
soaked through my underwear. Ah ah. I lay back and

(07:29):
she explores my body with her mouth, her fingers, her
lips are soft, but there's an urgency to the way
she moves her hands, gentle but as short. She strokes
me through my underwear and I learn out of soft

(07:50):
slow moan ah ah, my fingers tangling in her hair.
She can definitely feel my witness now, and I don't care.
I want her to know how much she's turning me on,
how much I want her, ah my writhe under her

(08:16):
touch as she trails kisses down my breast, my stomach,
until her mouth is teasing the outline of my underwear.
She nips at the band with her teeth and I
start to pull them off, but she pushes my hands away,
taking back control as she slides my underwear over my hips,

(08:41):
her fingers leaving trails of fire on my skin. Ah ah.
She runs a finger down the very center of me,
and a cry escapes from my.

Speaker 3 (08:56):
Lips at her touch.

Speaker 4 (08:59):
Ah.

Speaker 2 (09:01):
She does it again, dragging her fingers slowly, so slowly
through my wetness. Ah. I whimper, begging for more. She
lowers her head and then her tongue is on me, licking, tasting.

Speaker 4 (09:26):
Ah.

Speaker 2 (09:29):
Pleasure ripples through my every nerve as she massages my
clear with her tongue. Her slow strokes get faster with
every moan from my lips.

Speaker 4 (09:42):
Ah.

Speaker 2 (09:49):
Oh my God, yes, yes, I roll my lips, grinding
against her soft mouth. My hands plunge into her hair
as she licks and sucks. Her hand snake around my thighs,
holding me in place against her mouth. Ah ah ah.

(10:18):
I can't think, I can't speak, I cannot only feel
as the delicious pressure fields. The intensity is almost too much,
but I don't want it to stop. Waves of pleasure
roll through me with every brush of her tongue, and

(10:41):
I can feel myself teetering on the edge. She senses
my body tensing beneath her hands her mouth and picks
up her face. I hear her moan from between my legs,

(11:01):
and it's all I need to tip me over the edge,
my orgasm flooding all my senses. She keeps leaking stroking,
still holding my thighs, her mouth buried in me, as

(11:22):
my back arches off the floor.

Speaker 3 (11:25):
The shock waves.

Speaker 2 (11:26):
Radiate from my core, rolling pleasure, igniting every nerve in me.
Ah ah m. She murmurs something softly, her lips still

(11:55):
on mine, as the pleasure slowly into a cozy warmths.
She trails kisses back up my body until we're face
to face, wrapping her arms around me. Her hands gently

(12:25):
strokes my back as I come down from the high,
and the soundtrack of the summer night.

Speaker 4 (12:35):
Wraps around us.

Speaker 3 (12:42):
A time to order that pizza, H