18/09/2024
A few months ago, I downloaded a sleep tracker app on my phone to monitor how well I was sleeping. The app records sounds throughout the night, like snoring or movement, to give feedback on your sleep quality. But what I didn’t realize was that the app had been recording much more than just my sleep sounds—and it wasn’t until much later that I found out exactly how much.
My boyfriend and I have been together for about six months now, and our relationship has always been full of chemistry. We’re really close and have a very active sex life, often late at night. What I didn’t know at the time was that my phone, tucked away next to the bed, was recording us during those moments. I only discovered it one day when I was casually scrolling through the app to see my sleep data. As I looked through the recordings, I noticed some were much longer and started at times when I knew we definitely hadn’t been asleep.
Curious, I clicked play on one of them, and to my surprise, I heard us giggling together in bed, having one of those playful, sweet moments that make me smile just thinking about it. But as I kept scrolling through the files, I found more recordings—7 in total.
They ranged from innocent moments of us whispering sweet things and laughing softly, to much more intimate and explicit things. There were recordings where you could hear me giving him a blowjob, and others where I was moaning and begging him for more.
The rawness of my voice in those moments—completely lost in the pleasure—was a side of me that no one but him had ever seen before. The "good girl" image I had always tried to uphold was shattered in those recordings.
At first, I was embarrassed that these private moments had been captured without me knowing. I didn’t delete them right away, though. I found myself listening to them again, feeling a mix of emotions—surprise, curiosity, and eventually, excitement. It was strange to hear myself like that, especially knowing I had no idea I was being recorded at the time.
But things took an unexpected turn one night at a friend’s party. My phone was being passed around so people could pick songs, and I wasn’t paying much attention until suddenly, one of those intimate recordings started playing through the Bluetooth speakers.
It wasn’t one of the sweet, playful recordings—it was one of the explicit ones, where I was begging him for more in between breathless moans. I froze. My friends—who had always known me as the quiet, "good girl"—had now heard a side of me I had never intended to share.
Before I could grab my phone and stop it, another recording started playing. This time, it was one where I was giving my boyfriend a blowjob, with his deep groans filling the room. The whole atmosphere changed as everyone realized what they were hearing.
I immediately jumped up and grabbed my phone back, but it was too late. Everyone had heard—my friends, his friends—they had caught a glimpse of something I had never wanted to share. The shame was overwhelming, and I felt completely exposed. The boys started to snicker, while the girls didn’t know where to look.
Later that night, after the party was over, one of the friends came up to me. He was joking about it, but you could tell from the look on his face that he was actually excited that he had heard that side of me.
It left me with a strange feeling—on one hand I wanted to forget about it, but on the other hand I couldn’t help but feel a little excited. The thought that people now knew what I was really like in those moments made me nervous, but also… a little powerful.
The initial embarrassment was overwhelming. My face was flushed, and I felt like I had been completely exposed. People had always seen me as sweet and innocent, but now they knew about the side of me that only my boyfriend had experienced.
Later that night, though, when the party was over and I had time to process everything, something shifted. Instead of feeling just ashamed, I started to feel... excited. The fact that people now knew this wild, sexual side of me was thrilling in a way I hadn’t expected. I wasn’t just the "good girl" anymore—I was owning my sexuality, and I liked that.
That feeling of excitement stayed with me, and it wasn’t long before my boyfriend and I decided to take things to the next level. The idea of being recorded, even if it had started as an accident, turned out to be something we both found exciting.
We’ve now started filming ourselves during sex, intentionally this time, capturing those moments in a way that’s just for us. For now, we’re keeping these videos to ourselves, enjoying the thrill of it being our little secret.
What began as an innocent mistake with a sleep tracker turned into something much more powerful, giving me a new sense of confidence and control over my sexuality. And we’re loving every minute of it.
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