It's like sex but it isn't. . .is it?

(TMI is below! =D)

My roommate and one of the many men who follows her like a cop follows a person of color in an electronics store didn't leave until almost midnight. I was horny. My loins had been moist since watching the soft-core girl-on-girl stripper scene on last night's CSI. (Is it just me or was it anticlimactic and rather depressing that the sports dude's "huge, disgusting, scandalous secret" was that he liked to cross-dress?) Anyway.

My vibrator was in my bedroom and I swear that just then, just briefly it sung to me like a nefarious siren.

"Come and get me - and come!"

I bolted from the couch, greedily snatched up Ribs and settled back in.

"Why don't you invite someone else to play so we can have some real fun?"

I wanted phone sex. Ribs wanted phone sex. I didn't want phone sex with my boyfriend. So I scrolled through my contacts until I found R, the boy I let J fool around with when we're apart - though he's only taken me up on the offer once and I went along for the ride. No answer; darn! I mulled over some other options and finally called H. No answer; damn! I texted both of them and then called each in turn once more. No answer from R; probably asleep.

"Hhh-hullo?" came the deep, sensuous voice of H in half-slumber just as I was about to give up and go for a solo.

I perked up. "Hey. I've got a vibrator on my pussy but I want you to help me come. Tell me your fantasies about me." It was the first time either of us had admitted our unspoken mutual attraction.

"Girl, you are bad. You are naughty! What would your boyfriend say if I told him about this conversation?"

"But you won't," I moaned, pressing Ribs's tip onto my hard clit.

"You sound so sexy. Oops - how did my hand get there? I can't wait until I have a break from work. I would fly over and pound that pussy right now if I could." When he said that, part of me worried this phone session would spill into a real-life infidelity but I was too horny to back out. At least for now, I've put a stop to my affair with M and am trying to stay as faithful as possible. Heh.

"So what are you thinking about?"

"Throwing you on the couch. Kissing you real soft - on your navel and thighs, shoulders and arms. Tickling you with my beard as I massage your whole body."

"Mm," I moaned, inserting Ribs.

"I wanna bend you over the table. Tie you down so you can't get away."

"Ooh, I like it rough."

"Oh do you? I'm stuffing your pussy full of me, very slowly and gently. If you ask me to go faster I'll pull your hair."

"No, please dont make love to me. I want you to fuck me!"

"I oughta yank the hair right off your head. . . I'll just take my dick away from you and get the feather instead. Let's see how much gentle you can handle." I giggle a little, imagining the feather on the nadir of my back, and moan softly. "Pretty good. But can you take the cat-o'-nine-tails?"

"Ooh, harder." I place Ribs back on my clit and turn up the speeds a couple of RPMs.

"Alright - but you had better not scream. Even when I whip your nipples." At this point I'd had 2 or 3 of those half-orgasm teases and I was ready for the real thing. I love phone sex because in general I can't control myself long enough to ease my way into a tantalizingly teasing explosion. On the phone, I force myself to wait until something really tickles my pickle before I'll co-sign for the release. "Hm. I know I locked the door but it almost feels like somebody's watching us. Do you feel it too?"

"Uh-huh. . ."

"I don't mind. Do you mind?"

"Nuh-uh. . ." As usual, my eyes were in the back of my skull and my head was racing with marvelously painted images.

"I think it's time to take you to the shower, you dirty girl. Let me start the water and get you all wet. Your body looks so hot glistening with dripping water. I just have to fuck you right here."

"Hard. And deep. And fast - as fast as you can. And if I scream, maybe our unexpected visitor can stick his cock in my mouth to shut me up?"

"You do like it rough! I can't wait to see you, girl. I wanna taste your pussy while you come."

Turning the conversation away from reality and onto my goal, I taunted, "I want you to bust in me."

"You'll let me pound you however I want, you take it rough and you'll let me bust a nut whenever I want?"

"As. . .long. . .as. . .I. . .come. . .too," I finally moaned, unable to hold back any longer. Something about the thought of someone's cum dripping between my legs really gets me going - and I can only have condomless sex with a "random" partner in my fantasies - but to hear that I'm exactly this guy's fantasy in so many ways sent me over the edge.

We talked for a bit longer until I bid him sweet, wet dreams and fell asleep wearing only a grin on my face.

Who knows - I might post a picture of his manhood for this week's HNT. Check back to find out what I decide. ;)

/ser infiel.

With a little help from my friends. . .

What do I do when my love is away?

(Does it worry you to be alone?)
How do I feel by the end of the day?
(Are you sad because you're on your own?)
No, I get by with a little help from my friends
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends
Yeah, I'm gonna to try with a little help from my friends
A little help from my friends

I couldn't sleep a wink last night so I headed to L and M's place at the crack of dawn, when I know they'd be waking up for work. Insomnia comes knocking fairly often for me and when it does I usually end up knocking on their door at such an ungodly hour. Today, we only had time to grab a quick fast food breakfast before my roommate, I, called to invite me to the beach with "an old friend of mine." "My friend" turned out to just be some stoner with a warped memory but he smoked us out with some nice stuff and even brought an extra boogie board for me. :)

The high took over my mind as my body crashed into waist-deep waves that I coasted happily on without a care. I could hear the ocean with electronic intensity; it was as if someone turned the ocean volume up and made everything else sound distant and tinny. The clouds, at that moment, were the most beautiful objects - not to be beheld, but rather to be cherished, memorized. I became aware that the feeling of the waves rushing over my body was extremely pleasurable when I caught myself moaning in cadence with the tide. There was no one around me for several yards in any direction as I almost uncontrollably smiled, laughed, and moaned in the sea.

I knew it was time to get out when I almost lost my glasses to a twice-me-sized wave. The last time I was at the beach we all went skinny dipping in the middle of the night and I, of course, left my glasses on our towel. It's easy to forget how blind I am when I have 20/20 vision every waking hour, but that beach slapped me in the face and made sure I'd never forget; I wandered around to every towel on the dusky beach shouting for my boyfriend over the loud drone of waves, tits and ass flopping hither and fro. I couldn't see anything, of course, but I know I gave a few people quite the show. :p

I plopped down on my boogie board near our bags, took some pictures, and marveled at the scenery. I couldn't see I or her friend, but I knew where they were because that's where everyone was staring. She's 5'7" without heels with perky D-cup breasts and a curvy, tan body with smooth skin and a great smile. Plus she was wearing her brand new white, brown, and gold bikini. Somewhere between this train of thought and being fucking faded, I nearly pulled out my new vibrator to masturbate in front of all the families and lifeguards and police!



We smoked another bowl and a round of cigars and then headed home; I went straight to L and M's apartment because I have visitors this week and let's just say they're not 420 friendly. I took a shower to wash off the salt and sand while they got ready for a dip in the pool. I brought my toy in the tub with me and gave everyone in the neighborhood - mostly L, M, and their friend who was over - a vocal show.

I positioned the wall-mounted showerhead so it would hit my pussy most directly but also spray on my chest and face. I laid down, one leg on the wall, one perched on the side of the tub, and turned Ribs on for the first time. I started off slowly, on the lowest setting, rubbing my outer lips. Then the inside lips. Then the clitoris and hood. I pressed my toy's bumps and ridges deep into my skin and screamed my first orgasm.

M came in a few times to "check on me" while L prepared dinner. I was sucking the juices off of the dildo when he thrust the shower curtain to the side in an exaggerated hello. Embarrassed, I leapt to my feet and giggled. He cupped a breast, massaged it, then pinched the nipple in a way that drives me nuts.

"I'm horrible," I muttered with the dildo still inches from my mouth.

"Why?"

"Because I want to kiss you."

His eyes glistened and he stood still for a moment. I just stared at him, curious. Then he grabbed my face and kissed me with plump lips. He pulled his face away but kept his hand on my chin and smiled, eyeing me quickly from head to toe before slipping away back to the kitchen.

After several more satisfying orgasms with Ribs, I finally emerged with a childish grin. We were all ready to go to the pool - except M, aroused from yesterday's romp and undoubtedly planning round 2. L said she wasn't in the mood but that he could fuck me if we both agreed, but I could tell she wasn't completely comfortable with what she was saying so I acquiesced. Still, he took my hand and walked me to the bed. He placed me between his knees as he dropped his trunks and reclined onto a pillow and I couldn't help myself but to suck him off. Taking in a cock that big and hearing him moan from the strokes of my tongue made my worked-out pussy quiver in delight.

After only about a minute, L emerged looking disheartened, so I stepped out of the room and let them have their way with each other as I surfed the web; their friend had left somewhere between my second and tenth showergasm. Then we had fun at the pool - two underwater hand jobs and an interesting experimental run-in with the jacuzzi jet - and came back to pass out.

Two good days in a row! I can't stop fantasizing about all the other people I'd like to fuck as if I was single. I don't know when the realization of infidelity will hit me, but when it does I'll be back to update. And probably before then with more sexy tales. :x

/ser infiel.

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