Disclosures: Selfie Involvement - Ch 1 - Sex Stories

Disclosures: Selfie Involvement - Ch 1

My descent into cheating started with the exact moment of a single camera snap of my cell phone. It seemed innocent enough at the time. Using the bathroom mirror, I took a few shots of myself topless. My husband, Eric had always been after me to be more daring. I wore my blond hair loose and down past my shoulders, partially obscuring my bare nipples. I looked over the photos and moved my hair aside to fully expose my breasts. At this angle, they looked larger than they were. I had a nice tan going that was distinctive in contrast to my bikini covered private parts. It seemed like a sexy shot to me. Still, I felt like I could do more. I removed my panties and stepped back so that I could have a full body shot into my photo. That should be daring enough, I said to myself, and I prepared to send Eric a couple of my nudes. I titled my pix, ‘Your daring wife, Chelsey’ and pressed the send button. Eric was at work. I wondered if he’d look at the pictures in a meeting and someone else might see them. With that thought, I began to get incredibly turned on. I chose not to get dressed just yet. I went to the bedroom and began to masturbate. At first, it was just using my fingers. Yet, I wanted something more stimulating. I reached in the drawer and pulled out my long cylindrical vibrator and turned the rear knob so that it buzzed away at my clit. The thought occurred to me, why not share this moment, too. I had my cell by the bed. I grabbed it, extended my arm and took a shot of my ...

... dripping slit. I sent that one to Eric, this time titled, ‘Wish you were here’. He hadn’t yet replied to the first set, but it didn’t matter. I was so charged up from exposing my sexuality, I plunged the vibrator deeply into my cunt. “Take it, you filthy slut,” I said aloud. The buzzing and the feeling of exhibitionism caused me to have a spectacular orgasm. My legs pressed hard against the sheets. “You dirty fucking skank,” I called myself. I’ve always enjoyed verbal abuse when I masturbate. Once more, I raised the phone up and took a shot of my pussy. My lips were red and slightly swollen from the excitement and abuse of my vibrator. I also sent that picture to Eric. It was then that I decided to go another round of self-satisfaction. I’d never been multi-orgasmic before, but that afternoon I came in two powerful waves of sheer enjoyment. I lay on the bed perspiring from my lone adventure. Then my phone beeped and I saw that I had received a reply from Eric. It said, “Stay like you are, I’ll be home as soon as I can.” I suppose I should have waited under the sheets like a good girl, but I once again became too horny to wait. My vibrator entered my vagina once more. “Okay you whore, your nasty pussy’s going to be really sore by the time he fucks you.” I ran the vibrator deeply into me and continued to thrust away until I came yet again. I fantasized about Eric showing his co-workers the snaps of his slutty wife and telling everyone I was a complete tart. The more I thought ...