Saturday, December 11, 2010

Sexy Saturdays: When I get that feeling, I want Sextual Healing…


Today's guest poster is proof that you never know where you'll find a great story. Shhhmegs is one of my loverly gal pal Twitter friends. I love this chick. She's funny and sassy and always has sweet things to say. She never fails to brighten my day. 

So when I was thinking of who'd I ask to post this week, she just popped in my head. No idea why, except that I know from her tweets that she must have some great stories and that The Sex isn't a subject that would scare her. But she's not a blogger so I had no idea if she could write. 

So I asked her if she was a writer, if she was interested in posting here. She giggled and jumped at the chance, all the while assuring me she isn't a writer. Well guess what, people? She is. Girlfriend can tell a story. Boy can she. After this, I'll bet people start bugging her to write or to blog. Because this is a great story.

Go follow her on the Twitter. And make sure you tell her what a delicious post she wrote, k?

Enjoy!

It wasn’t until relatively recently that I had my first experience with sexting. No, I’m not an insecure 15 year old trying to get boys to like me by sending naked pictures. The whole thing evolved over a long period of time. Apparently I’m one of the last people who got into this. Sorry, folks, I didn’t even have unlimited text messaging until about April of this year. So yeah, they were precious. Plus, up until Feb of this year I had been in a relationship for almost 4 years, 3 of which we lived together. So if I wanted to show some boobs I’d just pull up my shirt.

Enter Single Me. I decided to celebrate my independence with a trip to Mexico this spring & ended up meeting my future sexting buddy there. His & my “relationship” could be a bliggity blog all in itself, so I’ll keep it brief here. Hot. Man. I met him and decided pretty quickly that I was going to have sex with him and never see him again. Judge me if you’d like, I’m just being honest. I’m a 28 year old woman. I am allowed my sexual freedom. I’m not slutting it up every weekend (or even every month) but even if I were I don’t really see what the problem is. I choose not to because that doesn’t make me happy (romantic sap at heart). Anyhow, I digress. We stayed up all night talking and drinking and kissing the first night. The second night it was on. I had several jack & diet cokes (my go-to) and threw caution to the wind. For drunken stranger sex, it was remarkably good. Like I said, he’s hot, he’s got a great body, he’s funny, a great kisser, blah blah blah.

So we parted ways to our respective states, but not before he asked me for my number. I gave it to him without much thought, but to my surprise he texted me the very next morning saying he missed me already. Cute. Funny thing was I wasn’t even that into him for about another month. We started a friendship which involved long, long emails and text message conversations that lasted hours at a time. Then one day I realized I was totally sprung on him. After that it started getting a little saucy. We had been flirting all along, but it shifted to another level.

I’m a nice girl, honest I am. But I also have a very naughty side. I don’t share it openly with very many people, but with someone like him who I’d become so close to it just felt natural. So I just let my inhibitions go. I let my dirty mouth find its voice in the safety of a text message. It gave me bravery. It was oddly creative. And very, very sexy. The first time I sent him a picture was a huge deal to me. Looking back it was so tame too! I was lying in bed, under the covers but only in panties. I was on my side and sheets were barely covering my breasts. Like I said, tame. No nudity. You could still see my tan lines from our vacation & he loved it. After that it became even more fun. He’s a boob man, so I’d find all sorts of interesting ways to pose to, um, enhance our texting experience. I would get that rush of excitement, waiting to hear what he thought of them.

This lasted for months. It was a great way to get out my sexual energy in a safe, fun way. I think it stayed so interesting because I never sent him any where I was totally naked. I think out of the many I sent, I only flashed a nipple maybe three times and just barely and never anything naked below the waist. It was more fun to send a picture of me in a tank top with no bra on or with ass-spilling panties. I think he liked it better that way too. Dudes can get porn anywhere. All sorts of naked chicks any time for free. I think subtlety can be much sexier, and it always left him wanting more. And the times I did let a little extra spill out of my bra were all the more special. Combine that with conversations that make me blush and you’ve got yourself a fun night.

Alas, my heart got in the way. After months of such an intimate friendship, I really fell for him but the feelings were not mutual. So I had to pull away. We’ll still occasionally trade friendly messages but it’s certainly not the same. I miss it sometimes. I miss him sometimes. The was-supposed-to-be-my-rebound guy who broke my heart.

8 comments mean you love me:

E said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

How fun (except for the heart getting hurt part). I am newly single for a few months and just started texting/emailing a guy who makes me smile. It is super fun! No naughty texts yet, but you never know...

Kimber Leszczuk. said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

I enjoyed your post. You are right being more subtle can be so much sexier! Well written. Sorry he ended up breaking your heart.

Laura said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Oh my goodness! This story is beautiful! Shhmegs, you're a classy lady! Thanks for writing!

And when is your new blog coming out, again? :)

megan said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

You're all so sweet! Thank you :) Broken hearts are all part of life. He's a great man & I'll always hold him in high regard in a soft, special place in my heart.

I never thought people would be interested in my stories. Thanks so much for the kind words.

xo, M

alonewithcats said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Sexting is awesome. But watch out for the auto-correct. My iPhone doesn't know nearly as many dirty words as I do.

Dysfunction Junction said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Oh Shhhmegs, I rebounded from my relationship that ended in April with sexting. It was fabulous. So easy, so delightful.

I have one now who is just wonderful. We just kind of fit, but he's far away and I love it. I think if we lived closer to each other it would create a wormhole or some portal to a parallel universe.

andygirl said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

thanks, everyone, for visiting and commenting.

shhhmegs, thanks so much for posting!

Claudia said...Best Blogger Tips[Reply to comment]Best Blogger Templates

Shhhmegs, this story sounds very familiar... Except mine involves getting some images back... Oh those were some fabulous times. Great post!

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