I have an insatiable appetite for sex. My softness wants it ALL the time! My husband is an awesome partner, but when hes at work or away on business, I get so horny! He knows I masturbate several times a day in addition to all the sex we have together morning and night. I just cant help it.

Weve done a number of things to help liven up the solo-sex portion of my life. I have a nice collection of toys, erotic literature, porn videos and so on, but those all do become a bit old hat sometimes.

Now weve always had a hard and fast understanding: no other lengths for me no other softnesses for him. Period. Thats how both of us want it. But I was running out of ways to titillate myself when hes not home.

Then we started exploring chat rooms and discovered how erotic cyber sex could get.

That became another acceptable solution when hubbys not home and I want company, I get on line and have cyber sex.

So earlier today, I had logged in to do just that find some het-up man to talk trash with me while I got myself off a time or two. Or more. Anyway, as I was saying, I had just logged in when my neighbor Angie came strolling in. She saw where I was logged in and asked what that was about. For the first time, I told her about my always-eager softness and Jacks and my understanding about things.

So no live lengths? she asked. Right, I replied. How about the old sex with no intercourse option? she pressed. No lengths, I said, whether used or not used. No other live lengths present. Angie smiled and asked, Then what about a live person who has no length? What about someone with another softness? I laughed. Im not bi, Angie.

Have you tried it? she queried.

Yes, I have. Ive eaten softness and sucked nipples and French-kissed another woman. While it was interesting, even fun, it was not really a turn-on. I am definitely straight. Angie considered my answer for a minute and then said, Suppose you dont have to think about reciprocating.

Just looking at it from the standpoint of your own needs and satisfaction, does it matter whether the person eating your softness or fingering your private part or driving your dildo is male or female? When you put it that way, I guess not, I finally replied. "But then whats in it for the other woman?" The joy of giving, she exclaimed with a grin. And we all know it is more blessed to give than to receive! My laughter joined hers.

Then Angie asked, Would Jack be agreeable to your getting off with another live partner if that partner were a woman? I dont know, I replied honestly. Because we both know Im not bi, weve never discussed that option.

Call him, Angie urged. Call and see if hes OK with the idea. If so, I would love to take care of whats ailing your softness right now. Angie, I never had any idea you were into women! I exclaimed as I reached for the phone. We all have our secrets, dont we? she responded with a wink.

I ran my hand across my softness and said, Yes, I guess we do. But not anymore, hey? We laughed as I listened to the ring on the other end of the phone line. I caught Jack at his desk and explained to him all that Ive just explained to you, reader. Angie? Jack exclaimed.

I had no idea she swung both ways! And shed be interested in doing for you even though she knows youre not really into doing women? So she says, I replied. Intuiting what Jacks remark must have been, Angie nodded vigorously and ran her tongue across her lips. I laughed aloud, and Jack said, Well, I cant say as I have any sort of problem with the idea.

I know that no woman will ever become competition for your attentions, so I guess its OK with me.

Sure, you can add that option to your list of approved alternatives. I told Jack he was the best husband in the world and promised to tell him all about it when he got home that evening. Then I hung up the phone and turned to Angie. Youre approved, I said. Angie clapped her hands in glee and asked, So where would you like to receive this delightful attention? Lets go to the bedroom, I replied. Thats where my toy collection is.

You can see if theres anything youd like to use.

Or borrow! I added with a wink. I logged out of the chat room, and we went to the bedroom. Alongside the bed, I keep a whicker basket, and that holds most of my toys. I have a few scattered elsewhere through the house. You just never know when you might need one while cooking dinner or while watching TV in the den or while taking a shower.

Well, OK, I pretty much always need one while taking a shower. But anyway, most of my toys are kept in the basket by my bed. Angie looked through them quickly and pulled out several different ones. Just in case, she said with a grin. I shinnied out of my halter-top, shorts and bikinis and threw myself spread-eagle in the middle of the bed. Come fix me, Angie, I begged. Angie kicked off her flip-flops and pounced between my legs. Gladly, she replied. God, what a lovely softness you have, too, she added. I closed my eyes, and Angie went to work on pleasuring my softness and private part every way possible. Well, every way possible without a length, of course. grin She worked me with her tongue, her lips, her teeth, her fingers, and a couple of different toys. She gave me six separate orgasms each of them a multiple over the course of the next hour or so.

Ordinarily, an hour would be just a start for sex with a partner, but this wasnt that sort of situation. This was a masturbation substitute, and as such, it was unbelievable! I can never get myself as hot nor my orgasms as high or prolonged as someone else can do for me. So this was way beyond masturbation in quality. It was wonderful! When I reached the point of being fully satisfied for the time being, I offered to pleasure Angie in return. Nah, she said.

I know youre not into it. Well actually, I said, Im feeling very good and very grateful, and I could enjoy saying Thanks in some appropriate way.

Getting to do what I just did with you is thanks enough, Angie said. Maybe next time. But for now, Im very happy with having gotten to enjoy your incredible softness and make you feel really good.

With that, she hopped off the bed, scuffed back into her flip-flops and headed off down the hall.

Next time you want live but length-free company for this activity, just give me a shout, she called over her shoulder. Oh, you bet I will! I answered. You bet I certainly will.