Have you ever had that little sexual bug just blossom into a full-grown nyphomatic beast?? Well, that happened to me this past weekend when I least expected it. My wonderful hubby and I were having a casual chat while lying on the bed together the other night, and out of the blue he mentioned that I never initiated sex anymore. I realized he was right! So instead of getting depressed I got to thinking, hmmmmmm, what could I do, how could I make our weekend different, better, more special than itâs been in the almost 5 years that weâve been married.
For a while now Iâve contemplated the idea of bisexuality. I had even attempted several times in my past to have sexy interludes with girlfriends, but no real relationships or meaningful experiences ever really materialized except one, and I always felt cheated out of my desires to make that happen. So I sat down the next night with my husband and spent several hours online, subscribing to various dating services and gazing at a multitude of sexy female photos, trying to decide which type of lady lover I might like to involve myself with. It was very erotic, and as we looked at their pictures I could feel my pussy moisten. The longer we looked, the more aroused I was getting. We decided to get a good nightâs rest and then talk about the idea some more the next day.
Well, I woke up Saturday morning and decided that that day would be different, and I would take serious steps to find a female lover and share those experiences with my husband. I spent the next few hours online by myself determined to find a lady friend to go out with that night, and went at it with gusto! I searched and searched, but either the women I was interested in lived too far away, didnât reply to my hailings, were too young, etc. So I took a break from the computer.
My hubby and I were so horny from all the talk and innuendos and such, we just had to fool aroundâŠwe began imagining what it would be like to actually meet up and wine and dine a new lady lover. Before we knew it we were touching and kissing and reveling in each other. And thenâŠmy hubbyâŠjust to keep the tension really goingâŠsaid to me, Why donât we just wait until later, after you meet your new lover online, then weâll have our red-hot fuck session * EG * Oh talk about torture! I was already so wet and ready for cumming, but I said OK, Iâll wait.
So I jumped back on the computer and checked my various email accounts, still nothing exciting had come back yet. The day slowly wore on and before we knew it, it was nighttime. We decided to have a few drinks, and started sipping buttershots with cream, which always tends to make me even more wet and horny, being the sweet and sticky concoction that it is. My hubby suggested that we check out some of the chat rooms on the Net, which might be a good place to meet people too. I agreed, and we headed into The Chathouse.
We actually both used to chat there years ago, and figured it would be full of chatters on a Saturday night. To our surprise, the place was absolutely deserted! Hardly a soul was there, but we decided to hang around and see if we could rustle up a playmate, either male or female at this point, since we were both so horny we didnât care. We skipped back and forth between rooms for a while, meeting some interesting people. And then we determined that we would search for just the right âchatterâ for phone sex. After meeting two much younger men, or boys should I say, who both lived at home, we finally found a man who filled the bill QUITE nicely.
He posted a picture next to his handle that showed a man wearing only briefs and highlighting a raging hard on underneath. It was just too good of a CUM on to resist, and with my suggestive handle LuciouslyYours2, he sent a private message to me almost immediately upon coming in the room. We exchanged the usual provocative private emails, and described ourselves to one another. He said he was 6â2â, 175 lbs., black hair, ripped w/a six pack, and had that very nice bulge in his pants. I described myself as 5â3â, auburn hair, 36C-27-38, very curvy, sexy legs and heart-shaped ass. I asked him if the bulge was real, to which he replied, of course *S* I told him that I was married, but that my hubby was away on a business trip for the weekend and I was so very horny and ready for so naughty phone sex.
What he didnât know, and what we continued to keep secret, was that my husband was right there next to me the whole time, and we both took turns typing to him. *EG* We had him so turned on by the things we were saying and implying with our sexy talk that within 20 minutes, he was ready and willing to give me his phone number and let the phone sex begin.
I could just imagine the hard on he must have been sporting in his briefs by then, and that was making me wetter and wetter by the second. He typed in his name and phone number and I promised to call him in a few moments, deciding to get completely naked before I called him as a surprise. I got undressed and plugged the headset into my cell phone so that both my hands would be completely free to roam all over my tits, pussy, ass, or wherever they felt like going as he was talking to me, stimulating me with all that sexy conversation that I knew was coming across the wires.
Finally I was comfy enough with my head resting on a couple of pillows, and I began dialing the number I had written down onto the bright pink sticky note with a slight trembling in my fingertipsâŠwould he actually answer the phone, I thought? Would a woman answer??? God I hope notâŠIt better be himâŠAnd then, it finally rang through, just once, and then a very nice gentlemanâs voice answeredâŠ
âHello?â he said, waiting anxiously to see what the voice sounded like on my end. âHello, John?â I said, answering back with just the slightest happy hesitation.
âYes, this is John.â
âAnd this is Debbieâ I said, âNice to meet you, thanks for spending time with me tonight,â I cooed, in my most seductive and come hither voice.
âWhat are you up to tonight?â he asked.
âWell, if plans go well Iâm up to some wonderful titillation,â I sexily answered him.