Just because I [M] was staying in volunteer housing didn’t mean I could resist my sexting partner [F].

I’ve known I’ve had a full blown kink for sexting, phone sex, and mutual masturbation for a while now. Ever since discovering the naughty side of chat rooms and the fun to be had on AIM, I’ve been hooked. No matter if I have a regular partner for sex, my body still craves the feeling of an orgasm from stroking, and nothing is better that having a relative stranger join me through chatting or talking.

This particular playful session happened a while ago when I was in Louisiana doing volunteer work after hurricane Katrina. I had a long term partner I met on AOL (we’ll call her Bri). Bri and I had clicked on the perviest level and we quickly moved from chatting to texting and phone sex. We talked almost daily, masturbating together, for each other, and exploring our dirtiest thoughts together.

I was staying in volunteer housing, an old converted warehouse with bunk beds made from 2x4s and plywood. The walls were the same. With around 100 other volunteers staying there too, privacy was basically non-existent beyond the sheets we all draped around our beds.