A Beautiful Girls Obsession and the Secret to Capturing a Mans Desire

Desired Obsession

By Blueheatt



….This is about my obsession which has brought me thrills beyond what other girls will ever know. I’ve have always kept this to myself as I was born with the right things to get ‘it‘.

… ’IT’, was having a guy of my choosing, desire me. ’IF’…he desired me enough, I ‘let’ him have sex with me and enjoy great sex with me.

…To put it bluntly…I was a beautiful girl, born that way and I loved the attention I got from it. I tried not to abuse or use my beauty to take advantage of men. When I did pick a guy out, of my choosing, I had the advantage. They would tell me how I made them get erections and get so horny over me they would have to go and jack off.

…My name is JoAnn, or Jo, as everyone called me. My daddy was not impressed with my beauty that much. It caused him to keep the boys away as I grew up. I remember he told me once…“A guy will come along that is ‘not’ impressed by your looks. That’s the guy to look out for.” I had no idea what he meant, but that statement did stick with me. That ’guy’ came along. Tim was his name.

…I had a creative writing class and I was no writer and wasn’t doing well. Tim was a whiz at this and wrote some stunning stories. I decided to use my beauty and charm to get him to help me pass the class. After class I went up to him and put my hand on his arm. Normally getting any guys attention. Tim looked at me and just said: “What?” I looked him in the eyes and asked him for help in writing. He looked at me and studied my face and body. He said: “I’m really busy right now, but…let’s make a deal.” So I figured he was going to suggest a deal where he could get in my panties like so many guy’s had tried before. I of course liked the attention and turned on the charm. “What did you have in mind...Tim?” He didn’t melt or stammer like the others, He didn’t even smile. He said: “I know some things about you Jo, but…I want to know the inside of you Jo. You let me interview you for a story, and I’ll help you write. Do we have a deal?” I was shocked at his answer. I wasn’t about to reveal my personal thoughts to him and have him start digging into my hidden obsession of wanting to be desired….but now he was somehow charming me with his eyes deeply looking into my brain I felt. I was locked on his eyes when out of my mouth came: “Deal.”

…. Did I just say that?…I knew I had. He made me wait and wait while he talked to another girl about writing. Finally we got to discuss a time and place to get together and study. He was one of the handsomest guys in school, as I watched him walk away. Damn, now I was the one getting aroused by him, instead of him over me. I had never felt this way before. I had to have him desire me as my obsession rose up inside of me. I had to have his attention…I mean ’had to’.

…We met at his house and in his bedroom. Cool, just where I wanted him. A beautiful girl, a bed, and private bedroom. Now we’re talking satisfying my obsession real good. I remembered dad’s statement, but I felt I had control over Tim…kinda….and I was excited.

….I sat down beside Tim at his computer. He said he read some of my stories at school and made some suggestions. He was all business and matter of fact about my writing. He pulled up one of his stories and showed me his style and how he developed it. It was a porn story. He let me read some of it. I read two pages and I was getting really hot and aroused. I found myself breathing hard and sexually getting excited. I stopped reading. Was this a trick to get me all horny?…if it was…it was working. My obsession was not being satisfied though. I turned to Tim and we looked each other in the eyes deep. He said: “Now, tell me about you Jo. I know you must have a great story about you and your beauty and how it has effected your life.” I froze. He had just made my pussy tingle. I was melting as I looked at him. My obsession was so stimulated with him wanting to know about me I started getting wet, and fast.

…I tried to explain how my personal life was not that interesting and tried to play it down. Then he smiled at me for the first time. “Your lying, “ he said.

…He reached out and held my clammy hands and said: “Jo, let’s face it, your fucking beautiful. You know how this has effected your life. Tell me those inner thoughts you have every day.” He scooted closer to me as I was losing control. Now my only obsession was to please him to get what I wanted. My ‘will’ was fighting this. This was a major conflict within me. I would fight my will and tell all. I had to have him desire me. He had now taken control of me. First I talk, second he desires me and third….we have beautiful sex together.

…I took a big breath and said: “Ok Tim, but ‘if’ you write a story about this, you must promise me you’ll change the names and make it so it’s not me. OK?” I trembled as he leaned in and kissed me on

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