I, Arielle: My Sex Diary

My friend Melissa lives outside of town so sometimes she comes to my home for a couple days at a time. She’s got the keys when I’m out for work or university. Since I was working yesterday, she was alone to greet Eric when he unexpectedly shown up. She called me at work telling me he was there and waiting. I could hardly believe it since he didn’t warn me first (actually, he didn’t know until right before he took the plane in the night so how could he have). I could also hardly focus on my work for the rest of the day. I was so excited! And at the same time a bit worried; currently, my boyfriend and my best friend were alone in my house and knew I wouldn’t be there for hours. I know she prefers girls and that she would hardly do anything in my back (would she?), but… I don’t know. Actually, they were sort of planning something in my back, and although it turned out to be enjoyable, I’m not sure what I would do to her if she dared try it again. Oh well, perhaps I’m taking this a bit too seriously, after all. Anyway, here it goes:

I drove home late and traffic was terrible (why?) so it was almost dark when I finally arrived. Of course during the trip I had a lot of time to think about what we would do during the weekend. How about spending the evening at a high-class restaurant, then the night at the hotel? Since he didn’t have to fly away in the morning, we could also spend the day shopping or whatever. Too bad timing was bad, because we could also have watched an opera or go to the theater, perhaps the three of us… Little did I know that these two had made plans of their own.

Eric greeted me at the door with a kiss and closed it behind me. It was strangely dark inside but I didn’t get the chance to look around that he blindfolded me with another kiss in the neck while taking my coat away. What was he thinking? Couldn’t he wait? Wasn’t Melissa still there? I heard another person closing up and soon they were two to kiss me while slowly walking me to the couch. I tried to say something but I felt a strong hand on my mouth, discarding questions and complaints. We remained standing for a while even though I could feel the couch with my legs, but that was only because it was easier to strip me naked like this. I felt them unbutton and remove my shirt while kissing my neck and shoulders, fondle my breasts, cuddle me, embrace me. I felt a woman’s skin on me and I sort of tried to push her away, but the man held my hands in my back. His other hand returned on my mouth, but only to feel my lips before running down my chin, my neck, my chest. I was hard to keep track of the both of them, especially since I couldn’t see anything. In addition, it was the first time there were two people touching me like this at the same time. It’s simply incredible, even though the touch of another woman on your skin feels very, very weird.

One of them removed my bra while the other had me sit on the couch while kissing me in the mouth. Then both of them began to caress me while sucking, licking and eating my breasts, just the way I like them. The feeling of their tongues, lips and teeth on them was simply fantastic. Their hands ran over the rest of my body, but not beyond the waist — not yet. I was already groaning, bending the head backward on the cushion, trying to relax. I could touch their thighs so I knew they were sitting right next to me, but I couldn’t move my arms beyond that without pulling them up and they wouldn’t allow it. A couple more minutes of this and they had me moan. I was starting to get wet, ready for more. I guess one of them figured out because I felt Eric go down, gently pulling down my skirt while Melissa kept working on me above. My left hand followed my boyfriend, grabbing his shoulder, then his neck while he kissed my thighs, then my lips through my panties. I couldn’t help shaking. Their moves were so unexpected! You feel everything so much more when you don’t see anything. Their slightest touch startled me, but it was so enjoyable.

While my boyfriend was playing with my clit through my panties, my other friend climbed on me, grabbed my shoulders and kissed me passionately in the mouth so I couldn’t even moan. But soon I couldn’t even breathe so I gasped out and she kissed me in the neck instead, then bit my earlobe, brushed my hair while kissing my face everywhere, then kissing me more in the mouth, her hand caressing the back of my neck. She muttered in my ear that she loved me. I couldn’t say anything to that because down there it was starting to get rather intense and all I could do was moan. She had my hand remove her shirt, feel her body, her breasts — didn’t she use to wear a bra? — and her hard nipples. It was the first time I touched another woman’s breasts and it felt very weird. She however seemed to enjoy it to an unimaginable degree, shivering. Then she dove back down on me, pressing her chest on mine while kissing me more. But I could pay attention no more, my boyfriend doing a very good job at sending me to heavens. I was moaning loudly, quivering, gasping for air as I was about to come, and then I climaxed, arching my back, sliding down a bit on the couch, sort of flapping my legs apart and back until I finally closed them on my boyfriend’s neck, having him refrain from touching my sensitive clit any longer.

Melissa moved away and now it was him kissing me passionately, caressing me with one hand while having me undress him blindly with the other. I managed to open his shirt and felt his chest, strong, hairy. I heard pants being pulled down and I guessed what Melissa was doing. He had me stroke him a bit, then roll down the condom on his member, before pulling down my panties and removed my socks, pulling me down to the floor, having me kneel in front of the couch, resting my hands on it, and then he went inside me from behind, fondling my breasts, breathing heavily in my neck, while Melissa sat on the couch between my hands and kissed me in the mouth while brushing my hair, telling me I was beautiful while kissing me more. Meanwhile, he was thrusting faster and deeper inside me, kissing my neck, biting my ears, muttering that he loved me, while moving his hands down to my stomach, my thighs, brushing my pubic hair, teasing my clit, while she took over, cupping my breasts, playing with them, kissing the top of my head. It was so much at the same time I thought I would have a heart attack. Soon my pleasure grew and I started to move my pelvis to accompany his thrusting, which was pressing my sweet spot just the same as when I use a vibrator.

I felt Melissa pull up her legs, spreading them apart, then I guess she sit back. She took my hand, had two fingers inside her and my thumb on her clit, showing me how to move to please her. Soon the three of us moved, breathed and moaned in unison, almost like a choir. I could feel that Melissa was very tense, and strangely she climaxed first, loudly, unexpectedly, moving her pelvis erratically, grabbing my arm. She didn’t have me stop though, clearly running for another one. Soon afterward it would be our turn, but wait, she came once more less than two minutes later! Wow… (and to say I usually need close to ten minutes, if not more)

My boyfriend pulled out at this moment, then had me turn around and sit on him. We resumed intercourse embracing and kissing each other while she caressed me from behind, kissing my back, running her hands on my arms, my flanks, my legs, breathing on my hair, caressing them. Then I could do nothing but moan and I heard him gasp, meaning he was getting close too. I pushed him back, pressing his shoulders on the floor while I rode him to orgasm, faster, deeper, making some rotation movements now that I could move freely on him, resting my hands on his stomach, caressing it, brushing its hair, bending backward, arching my back, screaming, shivering, feeling my pleasure grow beyond my control, my sweat run down all over, hands everywhere, on my breasts but also on my chest, stomach, shoulders, neck, back, face, legs, arms, gasping then screaming more, moving erratically then climaxing, losing control, feeling like I was burning, quartered, pulled apart by a feeling so strong I couldn’t contain it, then falling on my right side even before it was over, my boyfriend finishing me off in that position the best he could then moaning and jerking a bit, coming himself, slowing down, then stopping. He brushed my hair and kissed me before pulling out.

The three of us cuddled like this on the floor for a bit longer, both of them pressing themselves against me while I was lying there, motionless, trying to catch my breath, still shaking from the experience. That was way too much stimuli, far beyond what I have ever experienced with a vibrator; any more and I think I would have collapsed. Soon after they got dressed back and helped me do the same, and only then removed my blindfold. They were kind enough to have me rest a bit more. I closed my eyes, then swore it was the last time I was allowing them together, but my smile betrayed me, I guess, and they both laughed.

Since sex was obviously out of the question for the rest of the weekend, the three of us spent some time together, first at the restaurant, then back home drinking and playing cards, then do some shopping in the afternoon. Then he left us behind, having to fly to London in the evening. Back in the car on our way back home, I had a conversation with Melissa, reminding her I wasn’t loving women and not to mess with my boyfriend. She didn’t say a word, just smiling. I wonder what that smile meant.

It’s been a while since I last posted anything, mainly due to (guess what) work. It doesn’t mean nothing happened though. In fact, I have two stories to tell, for the price of only one. You’ll understand soon.

As you may have guessed, I wouldn’t dare try to masturbate at work again since last time. Of course I thought about it constantly, trying to figure out a way to do it without running the risk of getting caught. But in the end, I couldn’t think of anything but the shower.

Last night I gave up and decided to do it anyway. This time I made sure I was all alone by going through all floors. There was absolutely nobody but myself. Good. So I went to the shower with my bad, locked myself in and turned the shower on while undressing. Then I got inside with my dolphin vibe. I rinsed myself for a long time, enjoying hot water running over my body, and suddenly it reminded me of the previous time I masturbated, outside in the field, a gentle bruise caressing my skin. I had rode out of town on my bike on a sunny day for quite a while, cutting in the fields to a secret place of mine I have known since I was a child. I had always wanted to masturbate outside, at that specific place, but in the end I never dared to do it until that day.

This time I had brought a towel and my newly bought laptop with a webcam. Someone advised I buy an iBook with an iSight and I don’t regret my purchase; they’re reliable and easy to use even for a neophyte like myself. With this I could share something with my boyfriend who is almost never there… I was wearing a one piece swimsuit under my t-shirt and shorts. I figured I didn’t want to run the risk of getting completely naked in the wild, or even with nothing but my underwear, but a swimsuit does not attract nearly as much attention.

As I was caressing myself under the shower, I replayed that scene in my head. I had left my bike on a tree and walked through the high herbs and among the trees to a hard to notice glade, penetrated by shining sunrays. It is a truly wonderful place, especially when the sun is high and bright. I sat, the removed my hat and my backpack, spread the towel on the ground, then started my laptop while undressing. Everything was set so I could start recording. I began with a teasing message for Eric, then laid down and started caressing my skin from the neck down to my chest… just like I was back into the shower, then fondling both of my breasts at the same time, pinching my nipples, enjoying the hot water but then I was back outside and it was the bruise that caressed my skin, my hands running along my forearms, then back on my breasts, my stomach, just a tease between my legs then immediately back up, starting to breathe more heavily. I was looking above and oh my God, the view was so beautiful, that sunny glare through the branches, shining, sparkling, birds flying around, singing…

In both cases I must have played with myself like this for half an hour, completely losing the notion of time. Then I sort of woke up and, ready for more action, turned on the vibe. Back then I had to move my swimsuit a bit to allow the dolphin inside. I felt an immediate jolt of joy and allowed a moan to escape due to the surprise. I closed my eyes then opened them back, thrusting the toy inside and out, but inside the shower my eyes remained closed, visualizing the scene. My free hand reached my breast, as usual, and squeezed it, making me moan once more. My nails were short so I wasn’t worried abouttearing my flesh apart like some previous times. As time passed and feelings intensified I moaned louder and more often, starting to move my body here and there, having a hard staying in place. More groans and moans, heavier and quicker breathing, eyes rolling backward, some shivering due to cool air…

My free hand pulled the edge of the swimming suit and allowed my breast out. that being incomfortable, I had to stop and remove it, even though I originally planned to keep it on. I also switched position, resuming on my left side, thrusting with my right hand from behind my tight. I didn’t need long to catch up to where I had left, soon resuming my moans echoing in the forest. My left hand caressed my free hair, blown by the wind coming from above. I accelerated, both my thrusting and my breathing. I couldn’t help moving my pelvis, arching my back, quivering, moaning louder than even, both there and in the shower, unable to stand it much longer, screaming, then coming, falling on my knees while in the forest I had rolled on my stomach, arching my back as much as I could, closing then reopening my legs repeatedly, gasping then screaming again, then resting there, exhausted.

I rarely fantasize while having sex, especially not about masturbating, but this had been a fantasy of mine for a long time and it will remain engraved into my memory forever. It will also remain engraved on my hard drive and on the compact disk I sent to Eric. Melissa taught me how to do all of this in exchange for letting her watch the video. I did let her, even though it is quite embarassing.

I didn’t stop there in the shower, by the way. I kept it up for one more orgasm, this time using the shower head at the same time. I had an orgasm to blow your mind away, it was fantastic, but the experience just wasn’t the same that with a fantasy like I just had. I will try to fantasize more often while having sex, especially while jilling off. It’s truly worth it. Oh, and I will return to my secret place, preferably with Eric next time.