Light cracked through the bedroom curtain as Grace slowly awoke. She smiled, feeling happier than she had woken up feeling in ages. She hadn’t cum in months, and yesterday she brought herself to two intense orgasms in one day. Her fond memories of the previous day’s pleasures were only amplified by the erotic dreams she had all night long.
There was nothing wrong with looking at some eye candy and having a few little fantasies, Grace figured, so long as that’s all the farther things went. She was a faithful wife and mom of two after all. While she and Greg had been going through a dry spell when it came to sex, she was still very much in love with him. There was no way she’d ever so much as swipe right on a profile in the app., but looking and fantasies were completely harmless. She knew if she could keep having fun on the app all week, the upcoming anniversary weekend with her husband was going to be so intense. She couldn’t wait.
Speaking of not being able to wait, Grace looked over at her sleeping husband. There he was. A strong, sexy man with a strong, sexy cock. She just knew that she could wake him up and they could easily sneak in a quickie before she had to get the kids up for school. Jilling herself off yesterday felt great, but all she could think about was how much better it would feel to have her lover’s hard shaft pounding her pussy.
As much as she wanted to wake him up and mount his cock, Grace ultimately decided against it. “Save it for this weekend,” she told herself. Unbeknownst to Greg, Grace went all out for their anniversary, sending kids with Grandma, booking a reservation at a fancy restaurant, and locking in the whole weekend in the hottest suite of the adjacent hotel. She was getting wet just thinking about it, and decided she needed to get up before she pounced on him and ruined the buildup.
Grace climbed out of bed and started breakfast before waking the kids. Within an hour everyone was up and eating a massive breakfast of eggs, pancakes, bacon, and even French toast.
“Wow, baby. What’s the occasion?” Greg asked his wife as they ate. He had a point - most mornings at their home consisted of cereal or toaster pastries. But Grace had found herself full of energy today, and she needed to do something to get it out of her system.
“Oh, just trying to mix it up a little bit. Maybe I’m in a good mood thinking about that nice quiet dinner with you on Friday,” she said, giving him a little wink. ‘God I’m horny’ she thought to herself as she watched her man munching on eggs, wishing he was munching between her legs. Before long, everyone finished their breakfast, Greg headed out the door for work, and the kids left for the school bus.
With the house finally to herself, Grace pounced on her opportunity. She raced to the bedroom, shutting the door behind her. She pulled her t-shirt up and over her head, tossing it onto the floor. Before long her bra, shorts, and panties joined the pile, and Grace found herself in bed with her phone, ready to fire up the app.
Grace hesitated before clicking on the icon. Part of her was a little concerned about what she was doing. After all, yesterday she was certain she’d never so much as open a dating app. She also wasn’t really one to masturbate. But here she was, naked in bed, ready to start thumbing through pictures of guys while fingering her pussy. Was she crossing a line here?
Grace knew she was 100% faithful. She’d never cheat on Greg, but the real question she was struggling with was where the line dividing harmless play and cheating was. Yesterday it seemed so simple. Cheating was anything that wasn’t between her and her love. But then she downloaded this app and found herself fantasizing about another man as she came on her fingers. Just thinking about it now was getting her wet all over again…
“Just looking isn’t cheating,” Grace reminded herself. It wasn’t like the guys who uploaded these pictures knew she was jilling herself off to them. No, it was harmless, she reasoned. No worse than watching porn. And it was clearly doing exactly what she wanted - getting her ready to put out for her big anniversary weekend.
It was working so well that part of Grace didn’t know if she could hold off until the weekend, honestly. She would of course - after such a long dry spell it would absolutely ruin her plans if she and Greg fucked before Friday. That’s where this wonderful app comes in, she decided. If she could get herself off with photos of cute guys for the next couple days, it would help her hold out until the weekend.
Grace made a plan. She’d keep using the app, but she wouldn’t talk to anyone on it. That would definitely keep her on the safe side of the line. She could get off to as many guys as she wanted, but when she was done with them, she’d swipe left and move on. If she never swiped right, there would be no matches, and if there are no matches she can’t talk to anyone on the app, and if she doesn’t talk to anyone on the app she stays 100% faithful to Greg. It was foolproof.
With her newfound plan in place, Grace licked her lips and pressed down on the app’s icon, opening it up. As she had come to expect, a loading screen filled with waves of vibrant colors splashing against each other popped up. She couldn’t help but feel warm as each color came and went, splashing over the color preceding it. It was so pretty and soothing, and she had to admit that it was the best loading screen ever.
Part of her would have been happy to watch it all day, but another part of her was eager to see the boys. So eager, in fact, that she found herself getting more and more aroused as she watched the colorful waves crashing into each other. Without hardly realizing it, Grace’s free hand had made its way to her tits, squeezing them and rolling her nipples between her fingers.
By the time the loading screen vanished, nearly half an hour had passed, and Grace found herself on the verge of cumming without even seeing the first profile. “Oh fuck, finally.” she panted as the first profile popped up on her screen. The face of some twenty-nine-year-old named Brian came up. He had to be one of the hottest men she ever saw, and she found the hand playing with her tits migrating south to her pussy.
As Grace stroked her clit she stared into the eyes of Brian. He was a total stranger, someone she had never met, but she was already picturing him in front of her. Grace was never really into blowjobs, but in her imagination, she was getting so hot picturing herself dropping to her knees and taking Brian’s rock-hard cock into her mouth. As she imagined his hands grabbing his hair and forcing her face down on his cock, she noticed the distance indicator said he was only two miles away. It was so close she realized. All she had to do was swipe right and he could be filling her up with his cum. It was so hot to imagine and so tempting. Grace was in a frenzy stroking her clit, but for some reason, she just couldn’t make herself cum.
“Oh fuck, I wanna swipe right on you so bad,” she groaned out loud to her phone.
She was so close to cumming, and the closer she got the more she wanted to just get it over with, to swipe right, and to wait for him to match in the app and come and fuck her brains out. But she knew she couldn't. Fantasies are harmless, but she was faithful to Greg. She made a plan, and she was determined to stick by it. “Buh bye Brian” she breathed as she swiped left on his profile.
And so went Grace’s morning. For the next two hours, Grace lay in bed, sweating and groaning as she frigged herself and swiped left on picture after picture, always so close to cumming, but never quite getting there. It was driving her crazy. All she wanted was to cum! Why couldn’t she do it?
Sometime around the lunch hour, Grace swiped left on some bodybuilder-looking hunk named Tony, who she’d just spent the last ten minutes picturing fucking in her living room with all the windows open. As soon as she swiped on him a notification window popped up. ‘Attention: We’ve noticed that you’ve swiped left on your last twenty profiles. Hot Datez is an app for connecting with others. To continue benefiting from the app, please swipe right on profiles you would like to match with.’ with a continue button.
‘No,’ Grace thought to herself. ‘I don’t want to “match with” anyone, I just want to cum! The message only added to her frustration. What would happen if she didn’t swipe right? Would the app stop working? They couldn’t do that to her. She pressed continue, and once again, the loading screen popped up. As she watched the colors splash and kept stroking her pussy, Grace had a revelation. She could go ahead and swipe right on a few profiles. Just because she might match with a few guys doesn’t mean that she had to actually talk to them. No, she could make the app happy, make herself happy, and stay totally faithful to Greg.
Once the loading screen vanished, Grace found herself staring at a thirty-year-old named Dalton. Just like every guy in the app, Dalton looked like a male porn star, and before long Grace was moaning. This time though, she decided the app was right, she needed to pick a few guys, so she swiped right. As soon as she did, fireworks animations shot across the screen and Grace screamed in ecstasy, having the single greatest orgasm of her life.
That night when Greg walked in the front door, his kids were watching TV and Grace was in the kitchen making a microwave dinner.
“Hey, hon! Anything exciting happen today?” Greg said, walking into the kitchen.
In response, Grace walked up to him, leaned in, and pressed her lips against his, kissing him passionately. After breaking off the kiss, she said, “Nope, not really,” and went back to her work.
As she put the dinners on the table, Grace replayed the afternoon in her mind. It started with the loudest, hottest orgasm of her life. Then another. Then another. Time and again, she’d masturbate to some super sexy guy in the app, swipe right, and have another mind-blowing orgasm. By the time the bus dropped her two kids off from school, was just barely dressed and ready for them, having swiped right on over a dozen guys and cumming just as often as she did.
All night long as she helped her kids with homework, cleaned up from dinner, and had small talk with her husband, her mind kept going back to all those guys whose profiles she swiped right on. They were all so hot. She kept catching herself daydreaming about getting to use the app again tomorrow, swiping right and cumming hard. But as bedtime neared, she started having doubts.
She had spent her day having some of the most vivid fantasies in her life about these hunks in the app. Then she went and swiped right on their profiles, effectively telling these guys that she wanted them. What kind of message was she sending? They would probably see her sexy photos she uploaded on her profile and assume she was just another slut down to fuck. She was misleading them, wasting their time. Maybe she should have just closed the app instead of swiping right. Maybe she could go back and somehow unswipe those profiles.
That night after tucking her kids in bed she told her husband she was going to stay up watching TV. Once she had the living room to herself, Grace opened the app hoping to find a way to undo the actions of her crazy, lust-filled afternoon. When the app finished its beautiful splash screen loading page, Grace found herself feeling a little more at ease, but was still determined to undo her mistakes. Then she saw something that made her heart sink.“You’ve got two new matches!” the notification read, followed by a link to see who swiped right on her.
Grace was mortified. What had she done? Had she given these men the wrong idea? What would she do if they wanted to chat? What if they wanted more? It was too much for her to process, so she closed down the app, and went to bed.
She tried to go to bed anyway. Every time she drifted off to sleep she’d see visions of the men she swiped right on. She’d see her mouth wrapped around their cocks. She’d see them bending her over and fucking her on her marriage bed. On Monday, these fantasies led to some of the best sleep she had in ages. But now Grace realized that they didn’t have to be fantasies. She could actually have these men in real life. Part of that revelation was hot, but another part scared her. Fantasies were one thing, but she was faithful to Greg. So all night long she tossed and turned, hoping to find sleep but never really succeeding.
