It had been a really shit week for Beth. To start with, her work had been exhausting, another thing was her boyfriend had pressured her to sleep with him, and it had been awful. He'd lasted seconds and she had felt unfulfilled.
Slumping into her Livingroom chair she relaxed. She didn't love her boyfriend, the only reason she was dating him was to get over someone else, and it hadn't worked.
Honestly, she wasn't happy with the romance in her life, and the last time she had orgasmed--in fact, the last time she had felt anything was...
Her phone buzzed, breaking her chain of thought. Picking up her phone and unlocking it she saw she had a WhatsApp. Opening she saw it was a photo, a photo of a woman, a photo of a naked woman. The woman had a soaking wet pussy and it was spread by her fingers, making it look so inviting. It was the first pussy she had seen in months, and it made her panties wet with desire. It looked so tasty. Lifting her skirt, she was about to slip her hand in...
What am I doing? She thought she had been through this already, she was straight! She didn't like girls. Being with women was wrong, and it was a sin... But as she looked at the juicy pussy, she licked her lips...
Getting her control back she replied, "I think you have the wrong number." Trying to stop herself from slipping her hand into her knickers, she added, "My name is Beth and I'm a woman." And finally "You don't want to send that to a woman." Hitting send she put her phone down. She should delete the photo, but something made her stop. Why was she so turned on right now? Hearing her phone buzz brought her back from her horny thoughts, she picked it up and read the reply.
"Oops so sorry, yes that wasn't meant for you." Then another message, "My name is Rachel, and although it wasn't meant for you, you're wrong when you say it wasn't meant for a woman." This was followed by a wink emoji. Beth gasped, this woman was sending naked photos to another woman. Who?
"That's disgusting. Why are you sending naked photos of yourself to another woman?" She hit send and then instantly regretted it. Who was she to judge? Had she not gotten drunk months ago? Had she not had a night of unbelievable sex with... But that was wrong, it wasn't going to happen again.
But if it was so wrong, why was she so wet? Why was she desperate to slip her fingers into her panties? And.... the phone buzzing once again shook her from her lust-filled thoughts.
"It's actually how my girlfriend and I met. I 'accidentally' sent her a naked photo of me. We've been Fucking every night this week because of it." Gasping as she read the message, Beth replied.
"I don't believe you. That wouldn't work on anyone." Sending the message, Beth felt uncomfortable. Why was she so wet? It must be the frustration after her boyfriend had lasted so short a time. Once this insane woman was gone she would relieve herself, then she wouldn't think about this crazy night again. Taking her panties off in preparation, Beth heard her phone once again.
"I'm hurt you don't believe me. How can I prove it?" This was followed by another message. "I know how about I prove it this way." Another buzz and a photo appeared. This photo was of the same woman but this time with her face buried in a beautiful, young girl's pussy. The girl was clearly younger, and beautiful, and the look of ecstasy on her face was a sight to see.
Once again Beth felt conflicted. One part of her was disgusted seeing the lesbian act, the other part she now realized was the reason she had taken her panties off, why she was trying desperately not to slip her finger into her pussy. Realizing something, Beth then sent.
"What do you mean 'accidentally' did you not do it by accident?" Reaching down Beth ran her finger slowly up her pussy. This was so wrong, but she needed relief.