Cyber Sex - Slut Wife Seduction/Masturbation-Erotica

I didn't think that having cyber sex would lead to anything more serious, but when my cyber lover comes to my city on a business trip, all hell breaks loose!
Excerpt:

I glanced again at the picture on my phone of his cock and the streams of cum all over his abdomen. I let my hand drift down over my pussy and inserted my middle finger into my slit. I was wet as can be and when I withdrew my finger, it glistened with my own juices. I had never tasted my own juices before, but now that we were having this conversation, I had to try it for myself. I hesitantly brought my hand to my face and slipped my moist finger into my mouth. I sucked the finger and closed my eyes. It was amazingly sexy as I swirled my tongue around every square centimeter of my digit. I was surprised at how good it tasted to me.

"You know what CJ?" I said "I just tasted my own pussy juice for the first time!"

"You are a dirty little slut aren't you?!?"

"You've made me into one, that's for sure!" I replied with a chuckle.

The conversation lasted almost an hour during which we had several rounds of phone sex and shared all kinds of fantasies with each other. I finally had to cut him off so I could get my shower, do the grocery shopping and get them back in time to make dinner. CJ wasn't going to give up so easily though. He kept up the text messages on my phone trying to get me to respond, but I'd just look at the message and chuckle, but not reply. He even sent me another picture of him holding his hard-on in his hand and the caption read "This is for you Suzie!" At one point, I was starring at the picture when a friend from PTA came up behind me at the grocery store and said "hello". I snapped the phone closed and my face got all flushed as I gave her an abrupt "Hello" and moved on. As I meandered around the store getting a new text message every 5 minutes or so, I could feel my pussy seeping juices and making my panties all damp.

That day changed our relationship from that point forward. There were fewer pretenses at playing cribbage in a private room and more contact either with text messages or telephone calls. I told CJ that he could NEVER call me on my cell unless he texted me first and I could make sure I was alone. I found myself evading my own family so I could text or talk to CJ. I would call him when I was driving, I'd text him while I was doing the laundry and my boys were just down the hall in their rooms, I even would get up in the middle of the night and send him a naked picture of myself because I couldn't sleep.

I even took a trip down to the seedier part of town and bought myself some sex toys to help me cum when I masturbated. One was a silver bullet vibrator and the other was a remote-control vibrating egg that you slip up inside you and activate it with a small pocket remote. I would use the silver bullet when I was at home either in bed or at the computer. I used the egg when I was out shopping or driving. It was awesome, but I had to make sure I wasn't too distracted from an orgasm while I was zipping down the street.

I justified the whole arrangement as my way of getting back at my husband for not taking care of my sexual needs. I was getting into this new role so much that I was experiencing four to six orgasms a day! One night when my husband was feeling horny, he performed to his usual standard which meant he got on top of me, fucked me as fast as he could for about five minutes the shot his load inside me. Within five minutes after that, he was fast asleep and snoring like an old bear. I actually had to go lock myself in the bathroom and bring myself to my own orgasm using the bullet.