Sean and I talked online while the Ex slept on the couch. I was hoping the Ex would fuck me so I could at least get some, but no such luck. It was getting late so Sean signed off and it was agreed that we would both be jerking off within a few minutes of saying goodbye.

With the Ex sleeping soundly on the couch I was able to climb into my bed and grab a new vibe. It’s remarkably quiet but what difference was that going to make now? After I pushed it in and out of my cunt a few times, I rubbed it against my clit- immediately fighting back the urge to cum instantly. I had been dying all day and probably on the verge of cumming had I simply squeezed my legs together strong enough at any point in the day. I thought about his message and the way his voice broke… ahh. uh. unnnnng…. fuckin amazing.

I attached my bluetooth and dialed his number, scrolling past Z’s name as I found it. I waited for his voicemail to pick up while I continued playing with my pussy.

“Sean… oh fuck I am am rubbing my clit and I want you to hear me cum.” I was mildly nervous that the Ex would walk in, but I knew this would not take long. I was in a hurry, that always makes me so hot. The rush. The fear of getting caught. “God it feels so good. You made me fucking crazy today.” I rubbed my clit in long strokes, knowing I was right there if I allowed it, but I wanted it to last. To give him the same that I got. I rubbed and pinched at my nipple, spreading my legs wider and letting my voice get a little louder. “I want to feel your cock inside me. Oh God fuck me. Fuck me hard!” I pushed the vibe inside me, letting the vibrations tremble against my g-spot. “Oh my fucking god. Fuck me. Fuck this cunt. fuckmyfuckingpussy Sean. Please. Oh fuck please.” It was agonizing and I did manage NOT to say Z’s name out loud, but his voice did come to my head. It’s instinctual and may never go away. “fucking whore,” I heard him in my head. I shoved my hand to my clit and rubbed it while my pussy clamped down around the vibe. I came hard, violent and loud.

After I cleaned up, I sent Sean a text message. “Enjoy, slut.”