Chapter 1
Marie sat at the computer, wriggling in the chair. She’d given up sexting and dating apps a long time ago, but tonight’s conversation had made her horny. Well, that’s not really fair, she had been that way before she started.
A simple chat with two friends quickly escalated to a fever pitch. There was no sexting, simply subtle and notso-subtle innuendo.
There was no frantic masturbation at the computer screen this evening. No, she was past all that.
Sure she was.
If one or the other had been willing, she might have slipped back down that slippery slope again. Something she promised herself wasn’t going to happen.
There was just something so enticing about turning someone on just with words, without touch. Especially someone you barely knew.
Did she really know Erica and Leon? No, she didn’t. They were just faceless names on the computer. They chatted from time to time, usually about pretty average stuff. Just every now and then the chat turned suggestive in a strange way.
Tonight had been one of those nights, and it was all her doing. She’d already undone her top, slipped slender fingers over hardened nipples. Her fingers had stayed away from her moist cunt. That would be too much like sexting, and she didn’t do that anymore.
Sure she didn’t.
She would like to say it was a hot night, or the moon was full, or she was drunk. None of those applied. A strange mood, and two willing strangers had got her to the point where she was dying to log off and go masturbate. It seemed that the mood was infectious too. As she was logging off she was pretty sure that Erica was thinking the same thing. Leon was harder to read, but she felt he had been getting to that point himself.
The plan had been to go to her bedroom and fuck herself senseless with a dildo or a vibrator. A few minutes before this though she’d started playing with the stuff on her desk.
Touching everything, looking for something that might do if she slipped back into her old sexting habits. It had been so long that the dildo was no longer in the drawer. The chair wasn’t covered in the usual towel. She wasn’t going to masturbate at the computer again. She was past all that.
No she wasn’t.
Two possible items were at hand, so she grabbed them after signing off and headed for the couch. The shirt didn’t make it that far, the panties were kicked aside before she lay down.
The first item, a beer bottle, was something she’d never tried before. The idea of glass just didn’t appeal. Sometimes though you’re horny enough to try anything.
The cool glass neck of the bottle felt good against her aroused flesh. Rubbing it against her clit felt good. Little sparks of pleasure jumped each time the open bottle hit her a certain way.
Feeling bold she slipped in inside of her cunt, just a little way. This didn’t feel nearly as good. The bottle didn’t penetrate far enough, and she didn’t intend to push it deeper. A few quick strokes, and some not so pleasant scraping, and she’d decided this wasn’t a sex toy for her.
