Real Fiction

**I have been trying to keep up the habit of writing and posting every day. I ran out of things to review and my sex life has been a bit lacking, so I googled “sex blog writing prompts.” I came across a set of 10 questions and prompts that pertain to sex.**

6. Turn a sexual experience into a piece of short fiction. Describe the setting. Use dialogue. Write erotic descriptions.

Chatting with a sexy friend, I admit to being horny. I told him my toys were charged and ready for me to come to bed. He reciprocates the feeling of being horny, and said he wished he could hear me play with myself. We talked about it and decided on an app that allowed for voice calls.

I quickly shut off the computer and hop in the shower before getting in bed. I message him that I am ready once I have my Womanizer and Mimi next to me. He starts the call and I realize I forgot one thing; headphones so that I can talk hands free. I quickly grab them from the other side of the room and get back in bed. Once I get the headphones positioned, I place the Womanizer on my clit and turn it on.

“Mmm, this feels really good,” I say out loud.

“Mmm, I am glad,” I hear him say. He starts moaning as well and I hear him play with his cock.

“Ooo, are you playing with your cock for me?” I ask, smiling.

“Yes. I am guessing you are naked right now?” he says.

“Oh, of course I am.”

“Good,” he says.

We listen to each other masturbate for a bit. I tell him it feels so good, and I shouldn’t be long. Of course in saying that, I made myself take even longer. We made some small talk, and I talked while switching between Mimi and the Womanizer when my wrist started cramping up. I told him it was one of my kinks to hold a conversation on the phone while masturbating.

After switching toys again I told him that on the bright side, my orgasm would be stronger since its taking longer than I had thought. He told me to take my time. Him saying that put me at ease and got me closer. We listened to each other’s moans and heavy breathing while we masturbated together.

“I am getting pretty close,” he told me eventually.

“Ooo, me too,” I said. “I am close. Oooh I’m coming, I’m coming,” I said as I started to orgasm. Him saying that he was close was what I needed to push me past the point of no return. As I came, my moans and breathing getting heavier, I listened to his moans as he reached his climax with me.

Once we were both done I giggled a bit. I explained that when I have a big enough orgasm I tend to giggle. It felt that good. I really enjoyed the fact that we were able to come at the same time. That made it so much better. I thanked him for the chat, but we both had work the next morning. We wished each other a good night and a smooth work day and hung up.

I went to sleep smiling to myself. That was just the release I had been needing. Thank you, if you are reading this. 😉

The Worst Orgasm Ever

Last month I was horny and sex wasn’t an option. It probably won’t be for a while. I had full intentions of masturbating and being as loud as I wanted since I had no roommate home for the weekend.

I started off my playtime by talking to an old acquaintance and sort of having phone sex. We talked about how we would pleasure each other. I sent him a few pictures and I got a few from him. Honestly I wasn’t that into it so I let him finish and moved on.

I had a very sexy chat with a Twitter friend. We exchanged a few pictures and the anticipation really had me going. Too soon he had to go to bed, leaving me to concentrate on my orgasm.

I edged for a while. I got really worked up. Just as I was  hitting the point of no return, I swallowed wrong. I began to cough as I was orgasming. I literally started choking. I tried like hell to let my throat settle and have my highly anticipated orgasm.

I began to overheat, making me cough even more. I couldn’t breathe. My orgasm sputtered out like a single flame on a windy night. I continued to cough for another twenty minutes or so, struggling to catch my breath and clear my throat.

I was still horny and unsatisfied after that quarter orgasm. However, I had spent way too long on it, with the vibe on my clit that I was too sore and numb to try for a round two, even after I caught my breath and cleared my throat.

Webcam Play Pt. 1

He logged into Skype during my night off. I was surprised to see him on, since he is normally at work during this time. I messaged him, and he said he was on his phone at work. We chatted back and forth, but at some point things turned naughty (though I don’t quite remember how).

He asked if I wanted a picture. I said sure, though behind the screen I was grinning from ear to ear in the excitement of a cock picture in my future. He asked if anything was ok and I said yes. A couple minutes later I was staring at his cock on my screen.

“Mmm, very nice,” I responded, boob picture attached. He said he really liked that they were pierced and would love to have them in his mouth. I told him I would love that.

He asked what we would do “hypothetically” if we ever met in person. I told him how much I loved sucking cock. He then informed me about how much he loves to eat pussy.

We started talking about sexual positions and how I would love to ride him. We exchanged a few more pics until we decided that we would have a webcam session when he got home.

A couple of hours before he got off work I hopped in the shower and did some necessary grooming. When I got out I set my laptop up in my bed and warmed myself up with my bullet on my clit.

I was revved up. I couldn’t keep the vibrator around my cunt for more than a minute before feeling close to cumming. I was also extremely tired. I was having difficulty keeping my eyes open.

It seemed like hours, but several minutes later I got a message saying he was home. I gave him a smiley face on Skype and he called me. He made a comment on how he talked a lot of crap earlier but was feeling shy. I chuckled and said I felt the same way. He started the video call.

To be continued…

Dropped Call

It started last night before work. CB was horny and texting dirty to me. He wanted to have phone sex, but I told him I was getting ready for work and we could do it in the morning when I got off work. We exchanged pictures for the first time. My tits and pussy for his cock. I must say, he has a very nice looking cock.

So, I get off of work this morning, take a shower, get in bed, and set up. This time I give myself a visual aid and start a porno because I don’t want this session to last forever like it normally does; I want to go to bed. I get warmed up, then call him.

“What are you doing?” he asks.

“Playing with my pussy, what are you doing?” I ask.

“I’m playing with my cock. It’s getting so hard. I love hearing you play with yourself. I want to make you cum.”

“Mmm, thank you for the picture last night,” I say.

“Oh, did you like that, baby?”

“I did, very much,” I tell him.

“How are you playing with yourself, baby?” he asks.

“I’m rubbing my bullet in small circles over my clit. It feels so good, but it would feel even better if your cock was inside me.”

“Ooo, baby, you make me so hard. Tell me what you want to do,” he says.

“I want to start by laying next to each other, me running my hand up and down your chest, eventually making my way towards your cock. I wrap my hand around it and start stroking. Once its hard I straddle you and slowly slide my pussy down and over your cock, burying you into me. I slowly ride you up and down, then once I have a rhythm I speed up.”

“Mmm, that would feel so good. Next I want to get you into doggy style position and start by rubbing the tip of my cock all over your pussy. Slowly, I will stick my cock in, inch by inch. I stasrt fucking you slowly, then go faster and faster.”

“Ooo, that feels so good,” I moan. It does feel good, me rubbing my bullet over my clit, watching a scene with three guys and two girls. We spend a few minutes breathing heavily while we play with ourselves. He tells me he can cum anytime and encourages me to keep going so that he can cum with me.

I finally start to feel my orgasm building, and I tell him I am cumming. My breathing gets heavier as I start to lose control.

“Oh, come on baby, I’m cumming too—”

That is when our call got dropped and we lost connection. We were both past the point of no return so we finished our orgasms without listening to the other. I called him back once my orgasm was over. We laughed about the bad timing, and planned for a retry in a few days. I laughed myself to sleep, and am still laughing now.

Early Morning Phone Sex – Part 2

“Hey baby, what are you doing?” he asked in that naughty tone.

“Mmm, just laying here, naked in bed, thinking about you,” I answered back, just as naughtily.

“Ooo, that sounds nice. Wish I could be there with you. You should get your bullet ready,” he said.

“Who says its not already ready?” I ask teasingly, slowly turning the dial with my free hand, feeling the bullet come to life.

“Is it on? What are you doing with it?”

“Yeah, its on, and I am rubbing it in small circles around my clit, thinking about how much I want you right now, pretending you were here next to me.”

“Mmm, yeah, imagine me walking in on you playing with your pussy. I climb in bed with you and start kissing on you all over, loving on you. I take my cock and slide it into your already wet pussy. I go slow, just sticking the head in at first, then slide in deeper and deeper. I start thrusting slowly, then get faster and harder. You rub the bullet faster on your clit, until you’re ready to cum. I keep going, faster and deeper until I feel you cum and squirt all over me. Oh. baby that’s so hot,” he tells me.

“Oh, yeah, that is hot. Ooo, but I want to suck your cock,” I tell him. I say this hesitantly, because he told me earlier that he didn’t like getting head as much as most other guys. I was disappointed to hear this, since it’s my favorite thing to do.

“Oh, baby, you can suck my cock. I want you to suck my cock,” he answers back.

“Mmm, I take your shaft in my hand and lower my lips onto the head. I just kiss it at first, then give it a lick, circling it with my tongue. Slowly I raise my mouth over your cock, taking you in, inch by inch. Once I take in all that I can take, I slowly pull my mouth away, all the while massaging you with my tongue. I slowly start to bob my head up and down, until I get a good rhythm. Once I get a rhythm, I go a little faster until you seem somewhat close to climax, then I pull out, and climb on top of you, sliding your hard cock into my dripping wet pussy.”

“Oh, that feels so good, don’t stop hun,” he breathes into the phone.

“You feel my tits with your hands, then move them down to my hips, helping to guide me up and down on your cock. I take my bullet and rub it on my clit. It doesn’t take long for me to hit that sweet spot on my clit and your cock to hit my g-spot. Oh, yeah, that feels so good,” I moan. I can feel the orgasm take me and I tell him so. “Mmm, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, ahhh, oooo, ahhhhh,” I moan as I orgasm.

“Oh, baby, keep going, don’t stop, I’m cumming to, ahhh, ahhh, ooo,” he moans in unison with me.

We are both panting from our orgasm. It felt good, and the fact that we came at the same time is an even bigger turn on.

Note: Obviously this is a shortened version of the actual phone sex. We mentioned and scenarioized a lot more positions, but it was hard to remember them all. It was still hot, nontheless.

Early Morning Phone Sex – Part 1

CB called me when he woke up Friday morning. We started with small talk, then he started talking naughty. I was in the mood for it, since the night before I went to my first male strip show. I was planning on masturbating when I went to bed, and he just happened to be waking up when I was going to bed.

It started with him asking how big my tits were. I was glad he couldn’t see me roll my eyes, but I answered with “Just the right size. Not too big, not too small.” He asked me what my biggest fantasy was. I said I had one, but it was something I would tell him at a later time (as it involves me being tied up and played with, hard. I didn’t quite trust him yet, as I still barely know the guy). He accepted that and moved on.

He asked me how I liked my sex. I asked him what he meant, and if he meant positioning or something else. He wanted to know my favorite positions and if I liked them slow and easy or fast and hard. I was honest and said I was used to the guy on top, but wanted to work on other positions. I also told him I liked slow and fast.

He asked me If my nipples were sensitive. I said that it depended. When he asked what I meant, I explained the piercings. He thought that was hot. I was kind of disappointed, as I like seeing the reaction to my piercings first hand. I was glad he was ok with them anyways.

He told how worked up he was, and how hard I was making him. I told him that I was getting wet as well. I was actually really surprised at how wet I was, just talking dirty with him. He asked how wet I get, and I told him that I am always surprised how wet I get, that just when I think I can’t get any wetter, I do. He told me how hot he thought that was.

By this time, I was staring at my batteries, and basically the only keeping me from putting them in my toy was the fact that I had to pee really bad. He asked me what I was wearing. I told him I was wearing some pink pajama bottoms and a black top. I added that it was nothing sexy, but it was damn comfortable. I asked what he was wearing. He said he was just wearing boxers, but wanted to be naked with me. He asked if I liked to wear sexy things, so I described my negligees to him.

He asked what I was doing. I said I was being a good girl, though staring at my batteries. He asked what was stopping me from playing with my toy, and I told him that I had to pee really bad. He told me that i should go take care of it and call him back. I did just that and looked at the time. We had spent an hour and a half, most of it talking dirty.

When I got back to bed, I put my batteries on and took off the pajama pants. I got in bed and called him back, the bullet resting on my clit, but not on.

Phone Sex

The last few weeks of my winter break from school were spent house sitting. I have never felt comfortable doing anything naughty there. This is mostly just my paranoia that someone would know, and it just wasn’t comfortable to do it, let alone bring toys.

So, you can imagine my frustration I felt when I was finally able to go home. It had been over two weeks for me since I had played with any of my toys. That first night back, I was too tired to really do anything, plus I was way more into reading than taking care of my “needs.” Plus, my mom was home, and I wasn’t sure how quiet I could be.

It was a day or two later of being home, when I called Forbidden Fruit. I ended up waking him up, but did not feel bad about it, since on my nights off from work he would call me at one, three, and five in the morning, just because he was awake and bored.

He started telling me how he was playing with himself. I tried to ignore him, but he kept it up. Finally, I gave in, and got my vibrator out and pressed it to my clit. It sent shivers through my body. I gasped out loud, and he asked what I was doing. I told him.

He then asked me what I was wearing. I told him it was nothing exciting, just some pajama pants and a shirt. He asked me to take them off. I didn’t question him, and why he all of a sudden seemed so interested in me. I didn’t care. I was just excited to think that I was having phone sex for the first time, especially with Forbidden Fruit, the last person I would have thought to have it with me.

We continued on. I would tell him what I was doing, he would tell me what he was doing. I would tell him how much I wanted to suck his cock, and how I would go about doing it.

After a few minutes of this, he stopped talking to me, and seemed to be annoyed. I waited, and then I realized someone was talking to him. He was interrupted. Not long after, my mom came home, so I had to hide my toys and get back dressed. Forbidden Fruit had to go do something for his mom, but said he would call me back later.

An hour later, my phone rang, and of course it was him. It was like we had never stopped, and we picked up where we left off. I got naked again, and put my toys back where they belonged; my glass dildo in my dripping, throbbing pussy and my bullet on my clit.

Not five minutes later, he started to say he was close. I had been holding back, and let my orgasm take over. We came in unison, moaning and breathing heavy, telling the other that they were cumming.

We picked up normal conversation then, but soon after, I realized I still wasn’t fully satisfied. I told him, and he said he felt the same. After a while, I put my toys back into position and went to work. Only this time he didn’t join me, just talked dirty to me.

It didn’t take me long for me to cum again.