Sex and the Social Network

by Victoria Lexington

  Slowly I straddled him on the bed. I took him in my hands, teasing my wetness with the head of his dick, rubbing it around, circling my lips and going in only a little before coming out again. My hips started moving up and down trying to get him to go in all the way. I needed to feel all of him; I thrust down until his cock was deep inside me.

  I cried out a little when he was all the way in; my body shuddered with pleasure. “You are so big, baby. You feel perfect.”

  He pulled me down to kiss me for a moment before he propped me back up so he could suck on my hard nipples.

  “Oh, Maria, I love your breasts so much.” He sucked on one nipple and then the other. He fondled them tenderly. “C’mon, Maria, ride me! Show me how much you’ve missed me all these years.”

  And so I did. I rode him up and down and squeezed on his throbbing muscle until I could feel my insides peaking to the pinnacle of pleasure before I exploded.

  “Oh my God, oh my God, fuck!” I screamed out in release.

  Without leaving me, Enrique flipped me over so I was on my back. “Wrap your legs around my back. I want you to feel every inch of me while I pound you.”

  I did as he said, and he began thrusting a little faster.

  “Ah, Dios mio, Maria, I’m coming, I’m coming.” I could feel his hips thrusting as he pumped out every last drop.

  There were beads of sweat coming off his forehead, trickling down onto me. He was so incredibly hot, and I had just made love to him. At that moment, I felt like the luckiest girl in the whole world.

  We lay in bed for a while cuddling and softly kissing. I rested my head on his chest; his pecs were strong and defined, and I felt safe in his arms. He rubbed his fingers softly up and down my arm. I closed my eyes and enjoyed his gentle touch. So many thoughts roamed through my mind.

  Did Enrique feel as strongly for me as I did for him? How long could we keep this up? Why couldn’t I wake up to this every day? I turned to kiss him. No more thinking, I said to myself. I didn’t want to be distracted by thoughts; I just wanted to feel him and let myself go. With Enrique, I was transported to another world where pleasure was all that mattered.

  I looked at my watch and, much to my chagrin, saw it was time to leave. I had to get back before Zack got home.

  I didn’t want to get up, didn’t want to leave Enrique. I felt so happy there with him. He seemed happy too.

  I touched the slight stubble on this chin. “Hey, baby, I have to get going.”

  He looked sad as he took my hand off his face and gently kissed my fingers one by one.

  “Okay, Maria, I understand.” But his expression told me otherwise. He seemed hurt that I was leaving. “Mari, wait for a second.” He pulled me back into the bed. He took a strand of my long, blonde hair and tucked it behind my ear, away from my face. “I just want to look at you again. I need to see your beautiful face before you go.”

  I felt like I had been punched in the gut. I couldn’t remember the last time Zack had just looked at me; I didn’t think, really, that he truly saw me or appreciated any part of me.

  Enrique leaned down and kissed me, feather light, on my lips. It sent a tingle down my legs; I wanted him so much.

  I kissed him back, but only for a minute. “I really have to go. If I’m not home when Zack gets there, he’s going to start asking a lot of questions.”

  He sat up. “Okay, baby doll. When can I see you again?”

  “I don’t know. When will you be in town next?”

  “I have meetings here often, but even if I don’t, I can come for a quick visit. That is, if you’re interested…” Enrique winked at me and then lifted his eyebrows as he waited for my response.

  “Of course I’m interested.” I put my hands on his outer thighs before I reached around and grabbed his muscular ass.

  “Ah, Maria, you better stop or I’ll never let you leave,” he teased. He walked me to the door and held me tight before he finally let go. “Go now, Mari.” Enrique gave me one last quick kiss before he opened the door.

  I hurried out before I could change my mind and go back. I kept moving forward down the hall, but I wanted so much to run to Enrique, fall into his arms, and go back in time to when we were together and everything seemed so perfect.

  On the car ride home, I was over the moon with happiness. How can something that felt so good be so wrong? I couldn’t get Enrique out of mind. I replayed every moment we’d spent together. The way he hugged and touched me, the way he kissed me, even the way he said “Maria” was sexy.

  To feel cherished in that way was a tad bittersweet. My husband certainly didn’t feel like that; Zack had stopped noticing me a long time ago. His career and his ego were number one and two on his list of priorities.

  The way Enrique took his time, kissing me slowly and soulfully, sent shivers through me. It was like he wanted to hang on to every single moment with me, like each second meant something to him, like the softness of my skin and the curve of my hips were things worth touching. He made me feel like I was worthy. I wondered if that was worth all the turmoil it could cause. It hurt too much to think it wasn’t.

  GABBY

  The day after I became friends with Todd on Facebook, we started chatting. Within minutes our chat took a sharp turn from cordial to sexy.

  TODD: Hey, Gabby. You looked really hot at the conference.

  GABBY: Thanks, Todd. You too.

  TODD: I was pretty disappointed you didn’t want to come up to my room.

  GABBY: It wasn’t that I didn’t want to. Believe me, I was tempted. I’m married. Remember?

  TODD: Yeah, I remember. I don’t want to talk about that right now. Just pretend I’m there kissing your neck, sliding your shirt off.

  GABBY: Feels good, then what?

  TODD: Then I’d kiss down your chest and stomach, as I slid down your panties. You’d feel my warm lips and my tongue slide into your pussy.

  GABBY: Mmm . . . I bet you’re amazing with your mouth.

  TODD: Damn right, I am. I’d lay you down as I kiss you and then hold your head as you put me in raw.

  GABBY: I’m wet. You’re very descriptive. Don’t I get a turn to suck your cock?

  TODD: You like how I am? Yes, after I go slow for a couple minutes and then pull out. You’re wet? I’m getting hard thinking of your creaminess.

  GABBY: Yes, I’m soaked. My big soft lips can get you hard too.

  TODD: Yeah? How? Tell me?

  GABBY: My lips would kiss you, first on your lips, then on your ear and neck, caressing your pecs and arms.

  TODD: Yes…

  GABBY: Then I’d make my way down your chest, and then you’d pull my hair a little to let me know you were ready to go in my mouth. I’d kiss and tease the tip, then make my way down to the base, sucking up and down, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

  TODD: Ohhh, yeah… I’m hard, throbbing.

  GABBY: Good, then go inside. I’m ready.

  TODD: I’m still wondering, then, why aren’t you here?

  GABBY: Would we do all of that?

  TODD: Yes, of course… and more.

  GABBY: My nipples are hard.

  TODD: Then I’d go back in and put your legs up and go hard and thrust deep as you scream.

  GABBY: OMG, I’m so fuckin’ horny.

  TODD: Yeah? Why don’t you come meet me then?

  GABBY: Stop tempting me.

  TODD: I’d lie down, and as you rode me I’d grab your tits, feeling my way inside of you as you drip down on me.

  GABBY: Oh, we’re on round two already?

  TODD: Yeah? Wouldn’t you like that?

  GABBY: Fuck yeah, I can go all night.

  TODD: That’s what I thought. Then I’d turn you over, slide my fingers in your snatch and invade you from behind. I’d smack your ass, then reach around and rub your clit. I need to see you.

  GABBY: Have you been reading my sex diary?

  TODD: Ha ha, yes.

  GABBY: I love everything you say.

  TODD:
Then I’d start to get off. Where do you want me: in your pussy or in your mouth?

  GABBY: I would love to feel you inside of me.

  TODD: Perfect, I’d love to release my warm juice into you as we moan each other’s names.

  GABBY: I’d love to hear you moan, Todd.

  TODD: Seriously, Gabby, I know you want this. Don’t I turn you on?

  GABBY: You know you do. OMG, I feel like exploding right now.

  TODD: How about tonight? We could have phone sex so you can get an idea of how amazing I will feel in person.

  GABBY: I love that idea. Tonight should work. Steven is going out tonight with some clients.

  TODD: Good. I want you to wear as little as possible. You'll do that for me, won't you?

  His words were like the slither of his tongue on my most sensitive areas. I wanted to hear and feel and experience all of him.

  GABBY: I will if you say it like that. How does a short black silk teddy and a red thong sound? I'm wet just thinking of it.

  TODD: That’s perfect. I'll want you to slide your thong aside and touch yourself. Are you surprised by how much you're willing to give yourself over to me? You want me to make you unfaithful, don't you, both in cyber and real time?

  GABBY: Yes, I am surprised, but you do something to me, Todd. You make me want to do things I never imagined I would.

  TODD: I know you want to hold on to your standing as a wife and mother, but in my eyes, you're a dirty little girl, willing to forsake your complacent domestic world and give yourself over to me. Tell me you will have phone sex with me tonight and let me talk you into an amazing orgasm.

  GABBY: Okay, I will.

  MARIA

  When I got home, I grabbed a quick shower, pulled on my yoga pants, and logged on to my computer. I wanted Zack to think everything was perfectly normal for a Sunday afternoon. I was worried that when he saw me, he’d know immediately what I’d done, like I’d have a scarlet letter on my chest or something. But lucky for me, he was too self-absorbed to really notice me at all.

  He walked over to where I sat and gave me the obligatory kiss on the cheek. “Hey, Maria. Miss me?”

  “Sure, I was crying all weekend. You miss me?”

  “Actually, I did. I tried to call you last night, but you didn’t pick up.”

  “Oh, sorry. I had a couple glasses of wine and went to bed early. I must have left my cell in my purse downstairs.”

  “I called the house, babe.”

  My stomach started to hurt. Did he suspect something? Shit. Did I look different?

  “Maria, just tell me. Did you go out and get some cigarettes? Be honest.”

  “What time did you call?”

  “I think it was around eleven o’clock.”

  I tried to look guilty. “Okay, I’m busted. I ran out to the store and picked up a pack. I was feeling uneasy being here by myself.”

  Zack slowly came over to me. He cupped my chin in his hand and kissed me hard on the lips.

  “You’re not messing around on me, are you? I noticed you recently became friends with Enrique on Facebook. Anything I need to know?” He looked at me severely.

  I giggled nervously. “Don’t be ridiculous, Zack. How about a cup of coffee?” I was desperate to change the subject.

  “Sure. I’m going to take a quick shower. I’ll be down in ten.”

  Shit, shit, shit! Zack almost never calls the house, and I had no idea he noticed things like who I became friends with on Facebook. I was freaking out.

  I took a few deep breaths, walked into the kitchen, and started to make the coffee. I sat down with my mug and started reading the paper, so when he came down I’d seem as natural as possible.

  “What time are the kids getting home?” Zack slowly ran his fingers along my jaw line.

  “My mom should be here with them by dinnertime.”

  “Then what the hell are we doing in here talking?” He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me up the stairs.

  Ugh, I really wasn’t in the mood for the same old lackluster sex with him, but I didn’t want to raise his suspicions. He kissed me hard and fast. Something was different with him. After our conversation downstairs, it was like he was marking his territory or something. Maybe it was just my imagination. Either way, I was glad he just wanted a quickie.

  The entire time we had sex, I was thinking of Enrique. I was grateful Zack couldn’t read my mind.

  LIZ

  Sunday evening I got an email from Maria. She said it was urgent that we chat ASAP.

  LIZ: Hey, Maria. What’s wrong? What’s going on?

  MARIA: I can’t get Enrique out of mind… and I’m scared I’m gonna get busted.

  LIZ: What? Why do you think that?

  MARIA: Well, when Zack came home, he asked me a bunch of questions. Said he called me at home last night, which btw, he NEVER does. He told me he noticed I had recently become friends on Facebook with Enrique, and he actually came out and asked me if I was messing around! Then we had sex in the middle of the day and he just seemed . . . different.

  LIZ: Different how?

  MARIA: I don’t know . . . rough, fiery, but not in a sexy way. Like, in a controlling way.

  LIZ: He was probably just testing you to see how you’d react. You know he’s always been jealous of your history with Enrique, so he’s probably just pissed you’re back in touch with him.

  MARIA: I hope so. Otherwise, you may find me in the bottom of a lake.

  LIZ: Nah, guys like to beat up the other guy, not their wives.

  MARIA: You don’t know Zack. The crazy thing is that I feel somewhat numb to him right now. If it wasn’t for the kids, I would have left him years ago.

  LIZ: Ugh, I didn’t realize you were so unhappy.

  MARIA: I didn’t either. I’ve been in denial. Everyone thinks Zack is so wonderful. I’ve been going through the motions for so long, I assumed he was too.

  LIZ: Harsh, Maria.

  MARIA: Truth=truth.

  LIZ: Oh boy, any plans to see Enrique again?

  MARIA: Yes, Zack has an overnight to the East Coast on Friday.

  LIZ: Are you sure you want to do this?

  MARIA: Do what? Meet Enrique on Friday?

  LIZ: All of it - the affair, the lies, all that comes with that.

  MARIA: No, I’m not sure, but at this point I feel like I can’t stop it.

  LIZ: Sure you can. Whether you want to or not is something different altogether.

  MARIA: I can’t. I don’t expect you to understand. You have a husband who loves you and who shows you. Enrique has shown me more caring and concern and intimacy in the short time since we’ve reconnected than Zack has, maybe ever.

  LIZ: Has Enrique given you any indication that he feels the same way about his wife?

  MARIA: He’s said a few things in passing, like she is a bitch and she’s ungrateful and selfish.

  LIZ: It’s too bad we can’t just hit rewind and go back in time.

  MARIA: I keep thinking the same thing.

  LIZ: Maria, I’m worried about you.

  MARIA: Don’t be. I’m a big girl.

  LIZ: Yes, but big girls can get hurt too.

  MARIA: Thanks, Mom.

  LIZ: Ok, message received. I better run. Braden wants to hang out.

  MARIA: K, TTYS.

  LIZ: Nite.

  I felt sick to my stomach. This innocent flirting on Facebook seems to be snowballing out of control. Maria and Enrique didn’t just have a one night fling; they are meeting next Friday. It was madness. I wanted to try and talk some sense into her, but that seemed pointless.

  JULIA

  Aaron texted me he’d be working late and to eat without him. I didn’t even mind; I realized I liked it better when he wasn’t home. That wasn’t a good sign. It was more peaceful without him around nitpicking and complaining about the economy. I still had Shoshana’s new car on my mind so I decided to play the guilt card and called Aaron at the office.

  “Hi, Julia. Didn’t you get my te
xt?”

  “I did. I just wanted to ask you something since I wasn’t sure if I’d still be up by the time you got home tonight.”

  “What is it?” Aaron sounded slightly annoyed.

  “So today when I was on my way to get donuts with Arielle, I noticed Shoshana Ginsburg got a new Escalade.”

  “And?”

  “Well, I was thinking I should probably upgrade my Mercedes to the GL450.” I held my breath, not sure how Aaron would respond.

  “What do you need a bigger car for, Julia?”

  “I just think it would be a good idea. I’ve had my E-Class for a few years now. I like the idea of driving a SUV anyway.”

  Aaron sighed heavily. “We’ll see, Julia. I’m not sure if you need a bigger car, but I’ll think about it.”

  “Hooray”, I thought to myself. Whenever Aaron said “maybe” when I wanted to buy something, all I needed to do was a little coaxing, and I could turn that “maybe” into a “yes.”

  Arielle and I ate our dinner in peace and then had our nightly routine of bath time, stories and cuddling. Once she was in bed, all I could think about was Tyrone and how his massive dick would feel inside of me. Once I got Arielle up to bed, I checked my phone to see if he’d texted me. He had! I felt so excited.

  TYRONE: Hey, beautiful. How was your day?

  JULIA: Hey there, it was nice. How about you?

  TYRONE: It was great. I just tucked Arty in, so I can chat if you’re free.

  JULIA: I am. Aaron isn’t here and my baby girl is in bed.

  TYRONE: My wife is in the other room, but I couldn’t stay away from you.

  JULIA: LOL, yeah, this is fun. All I can think about is you, holding me, kissing me.

  TYRONE: I have an important question.

  JULIA: Shoot.

  TYRONE: Do you ever have multiple orgasms?

  JULIA: I can. With the right guy, that is.

  I tried to remember the last time I came more than once with Aaron. I think it was when we were first going out and he went down on me. That was before he got all freaky about germs.