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My name is Emily. I'm 24 years old. Unhappily married. There's one good thing that has come from my marriage and that is the birth of my son. About 2 years into my marriage I really felt like something was missing. I felt trapped. I couldn't figure out what I needed. I knew our sex life was horrible. I never felt wanted by him. When we had sex I felt like a blow up doll. A useless piece of equipment for his pleasure. As time went on I became angry. I began to fall out of love with my husband. I started masturbating a lot. Exploring my bisexual side and fantasizing about being with a woman. One day I found myself on the computer. I was bouncing around from chat room to chat room. When I came across a listing for a lesbian chat. It took me a while to get up the nerve to enter the room. I was scared of the unknown. After my fear subsided I went in. I sat on the sidelines observing people conversing with each other. Everyone seemed to be having fun. They all seemed to know each other as if it were some kind of club. So needless to say I felt like an outsider. I knew I had to overcome my shyness. So I joined in the conversation here and there. Introducing myself , cracking lame jokes, and laughing along with the others. I started receiving numerous private messages from girls. Mostly wanting to talk dirty. This made me feel good. These girls practically begging for me to aid in their pleasure. They wanted me. For the first time in 2 years I felt lusted after. I felt young again. Mostly I felt powerful. Making these women cum with my words. Watching them express their moans through type. I never touched myself during these conversations. I let my arousal build and build. Then after we went are separate ways I'd ...

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