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Authors: Christa Cervone

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I burst out laughing at her reaction.
“Do you like it?”


This is the one!” She
exclaimed. “Now we need to find you shoes.”

I rolled my eyes at her. “I have
plenty of shoes at home.”


You are getting new
shoes! This is your Bachelorette Party!”

Lucky for me, the shoe department was
just across the aisle. I grabbed my purse, and we crossed the aisle
into the shoe department. I left the dress on so I could see what
the shoes looked like with the dress. After trying on several
different types, I saw a leopard print platform peep-toe pump. I
was in love. When I paired the pumps with the dress, they were a
perfect match. I thought Amy was going to fall over with
excitement.

After our afternoon of shopping and
having lunch at the mall, I headed home. I was really excited about
my new outfit, and I couldn’t wait to show Garrett. He was going to
die when he saw me in it. I got the idea to put the outfit on and
take a picture with my cell phone. I hadn’t seen him in almost a
month. I wanted to give him a little surprise. I rushed into my
apartment, got dressed in my dress and sexy shoes, and somehow
managed to take a picture of myself in it.

I immediately texted it to him. Within
seconds I had a response.

Garrett--

Holy fuck! You look
HOT!

His text put a huge smile on my face.
I was happy he liked it, even though he wasn’t going to see me in
it until he came back.

Me--

You like it? I’m wearing
it to my Bachorelette Party.
I am going to
kill Nicole if she gets me a stripper.

Garrett--

LMFAO

Garrett--

Take another picture of
yourself. Just in your bra and underwear. I wanna see
you.

Me --

Are you out of your damn
mind!!

Garrett--

It’s just a bra and
underwear. It’s like you are wearing a bathing suit. PLEASE! I miss
you and I wanna see you.

I couldn’t believe he was
asking me to actually take a picture of myself in my freaking bra
and underwear. This was something I would have never done before. A
smile came across my face.
Fuck it, I’m
going to do it.
I went digging through my
underwear drawer looking for the set he had bought me for
Christmas. I slipped my dress off. I quickly changed my bra and
underwear and put my shoes back on. I knew he would love the shoes.
I took the picture and hit the send button before I could change my
mind.

Garrett—

FUCK! I can’t believe you
did it! GAH! You left the shoes on. I’m going to have to rub one
off tonight to this picture.

Me--

PMSL I’m glad you like
it.

I’m not sure what came over me, but I
got the crazy idea to send him a topless picture. I looked over to
my dresser and saw his dog tags and Marines baseball hat. A wicked
smile appeared across my face, and I knew exactly what I was going
to do.

This by far was the craziest thing I
had ever done sober in my lifetime. I took my bra off put the dog
tags around my neck and the baseball hat on my head. Crawling onto
my bed I sat up on my knees and laced his dog tags around my thumb
holding them out seductively. I snapped the picture and hit
send.

It felt like I had just hit the send
button when I got a reply.

Garrett--

You just made me spit out
my beer. Holy fuck there are so many things I want to do to you
right now.

His words were making me blush. I
still wasn’t comfortable with how he liked to talk dirty. I felt so
silly.

Me--

I’m glad you liked the
picture.

Garrett--

Come on Babe. Tell me what
you want to do to me. Give me something to think about tonight
while I am looking at these fucking hot pictures of you.

Me --

I can’t.

Garrett--

Pleeeeeeaseeee.

Me--

Oh God help me.

I was lying on my bed trying to figure
out something sexy to write to him. This was totally not me. I am
going to text him something and it is going to sound completely
ridiculous. Why did I send him those pictures? He is not going to
stop until I send him something.

My phone went off again.

Garrett--

Babe, I am waiting here
with a raging boner. You gotta give me something.

Me--

Will you give me a minute?
I am trying to come up with something. I don’t have a filthy dirty
mind like you do. Garrett--

Ok. I will be waiting. I’m
over here thinking about you going down on me right now. Your sweet
mouth running up and down my cock. It feels so fucking
good.

His words made me blush. I couldn’t
figure out how those words came so easy for him. I frantically
racked my brain for the words he wanted to hear.

Me--

Hmmmm. Your dick feels so
good in my mouth.

I hit the send button and
felt mortified.
Oh my God! Why did I just
send that?

Garrett-

Your mouth is so warm and
wet. I love it when your tongue teases my balls.

Me--

I can feel myself getting
wet; I want to feel you inside of me.

What I had just sent him was the God’s
honest truth. His words were doing exactly that,

Garrett--

Oh, Babe. I want to eat you
out so fucking bad right now. The thought of you sitting on my face
right now is sending me over the edge. You have no fucking
idea.

Me--

I want your face in between
my legs. Your stubble on my thighs and your tongue on my
clit.

A shot of anxiety ran
through me as I sent that. Even though I really wanted him to do
this to me, I had never actually told him. He had always taken care
of me. He was never a selfish lover. He always made sure I got off.
I began to squirm as I lay on my bed. I began to look at my
nightstand thinking about
The
Rabbit
. I was definitely going to need
some type of release a month with no sex, and we were
sexting.

Garrett--

Jesus Christ! I can’t
fucking take this anymore. I need to jack off right now. You are
killing me here.

A smile came across my face. I was
feeling the same exact way. Fortunately, for me, I was in my own
home and I could do what I needed to do. Garrett, on the other
hand, was bunking with a bunch of men. It would probably be a bit
more challenging for him.

I carefully thought about
my next text to him. I really wanted to blow his mind on this one.
I looked over at my nightstand again. I couldn’t take it anymore
either. I had to get off. This was all too much for me. I rolled
over and opened my drawer. I took
The
Rabbit
out and snapped a picture of it and
sent it.

Garrett--

No fucking way. Please tell
me you are going to use that on yourself.

Before I could even type my next text,
my phone rang.

“Jesus Babe, please let me hear you get
off,” he whispered into the phone.

With a smile in my voice I said, “Well
hello to you too.”

“You have no idea what you are doing to
me. I have myself locked in the bathroom with a fucking hard-on the
size of a baseball bat right now.” He was trying to keep his voice
low.

I laughed at him. “Well I am pretty
turned on as well.” I swallowed hard. “You really want to hear
me?”

“More than anything in the
world.”

I closed my eyes for a moment thinking
to myself how crazy I was for actually going through with this. I
clearly have lost my mind.

“Okay, I’m pulling down my panties.” My
voice was shaking I was so nervous.

I clicked on the bunny and I heard him
gasp. “You are actually going to do this aren’t you.”

I exhaled a long breath.
“Yup.”

“Tell me everything you are going to
do. Don’t leave out anything,” he said frantically.

I laughed at him. I knew he wanted me
bad, I could tell by his voice, and I felt the same way. God, I
really wished he was at home. I would have jumped in my car and
drove to his apartment. Unfortunately, he was half way across the
country and there was nothing I could do about it.

“I have the bunny in my hand and I’m
putting some lube on it.” I clicked the bunny to the off position
and put a small amount of lube on the tip. Even though I was
already ready wet, I had made that mistake before, not a good
feeling.

“I’m spreading my legs.”

I moaned softly as I inserted the
vibrator into myself and adjusted the bunny to be lined up with my
clit. I closed my eyes thinking it was Garrett climbing on top of
me. I could hear him breathing heavily into the phone. I clicked on
the bunny twice to the speed I liked.


Fuck,” I heard Garrett
say on the other end of the phone.


I want you to touch
yourself too,” I said in barely a whisper.

The bunny buzzing in between my legs
was already having an effect on me.

“Oh Babe,” he moaned. “I already am.
I’m so fucking rock hard. I wish you were here. I want to fuck you
so bad. I would give anything right now to feel my dick in your wet
pussy. Just thinking about it is making my mouth water.”

His words were doing wonders for me. “I
wish you were here too. I want to feel your mouth on me, licking
me,” I moaned.

I squeezed my legs together to hold the
vibrator in place while I ran my hand across my breasts.

“I’m touching my nipples, right now. I
want you so bad,” I said panting. I could feel myself beginning to
climax. “Garrett, I’m going to come,” I panted. I quickly spread my
legs again and began moving the vibrator at a quick steady
speed.

“Shhhh,” he whispered. “Let me hear
you. Please, I want to whack off to you coming.”

I pushed the bunny in one last time and
then held it firmly on my clit. Within seconds, I felt the
electricity shoot through every ounce of my body. I moaned loudly,
“God Garrett, I wish you were here.”

“Keep talking, Babe.”

With my eyes closed I just let go, I
didn’t care anymore about being embarrassed about what I was
saying. He loved to be talked dirty to and who was I to deprive him
from it.

“Garrett,” I whispered. “Your cock
feels so good deep inside me as I’m riding you. Touch my clit,” I
moaned into the phone.

I could hear his breathing quickening.
Just the thought of him pleasuring himself to my voice began to
turn me on again.

“I’m touching myself, Garrett. I wish
it was you. I want to feel your mouth on my nipples biting them
softly.” That is when I heard him moan loudly, “Oh Leila. Fuck, I
just came. God damn, Babe. That was fucking incredible.”

I couldn’t help smiling, knowing I made
him come from what I was saying to him.

“I love you, Garrett.”

“I love you too,” he laughed. “God, I
fucking love you.”

Chapter 21

 

 

Three days later the night of the
Bachelorette Party had arrived. Nicole told me to be ready at seven
sharp. Nicole, Amy, Hillary, Katie and my mom all showed up at my
apartment at seven on the dot. Everyone looked amazing. I was so
excited, but extremely nervous. The thought of all these women in
the same room, at the same time, anything could happen. We divided
up into two separate cars and headed out. On the drive there,
Nicole still wouldn’t give me a clue. “You will have to wait and
see,” she said. “We are almost there now.”

I was beginning to recognize some
landmarks, and I felt like I had been here before. “You are taking
me to Sin Sity?” I blurted out.

A huge smile came across Nicole’s
face. The smile gave it away.


Sin Sity . . . Really?
You do remember what happened the last time we were there don’t
you?” I whined.


Calm your tits!” Nicole
snapped back. “This is supposed to be fun.”

I took a deep breath. “Ok, if you say
so.” I had my doubts and my stomach began to turn.

We parked the car and waited for the
others to arrive. I stood nervously outside Nicole’s car. Amy’s car
pulled up next to us. As we headed towards the entrance my mom
pulled me aside. “You alright? You don’t look too good.”


I’m fine, just a little
nervous. You never know what Nicole has planned” I smiled
nervously.

My mom rubbed my back. “Don’t worry,
she has taken good care of you.”

As we walked through the
main entrance instead of going right into
Totally Rad,
we walked past that
entrance and took a flight of stairs up to
Swingers,
the jazz and swing club.
Walking through the entrance it was like we stepped back in time.
Everything looked like it was straight out of a movie. The club was
a deep red and very high end and was much smaller than
Totally Rad.
It was more
of an intimate setting too.

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