I'm a kinky little bitch. 24 years old, 5' tall, 130 lbs, brunette, brown eyes. I had my first screw at 13, and my first girl at 14. For pure sexual fun and experimentation I prefer girls, for comfort and dating I prefer men. But some of my best times are solo.

Anyway, 3 years ago i discovered the pure pleasure of vomiting by accident. I'd been out drinking at the college bar and was totally pooched. When I got home, I stripped off and crawled into bed. It didn't take long for the bed to start spinning and for that queezy liquid feeling to start rolling around in my tummy. I tried laying on my side but that didn't work. I was soooo sleepy, all I wanted was to close my eyes and drift off. But that wasn't in the cards.

As I lay there, I thought; "Why not try to out pleasure this tummy discomfort?" So I got out one of my trusty vibrators -- the thick jelly one with the rotating head -- and began to pleasure myself. Soon I was wet and "in the mood" and I slid my little friend in right to the hilt. As I lay there feeling an orgasm slowly build, I thought; "This is it .. it's working." But that heavy liquid feeling started coming back. And as I was building nicely, my tummy suddenly heaved and my mouth filled with warm Tequila Sunrise. Sitting up I swallowed it back down and gagged again. Knowing I wasn't going to stop it, I got up and -- holding the vibrator inside me -- ran to the bathroom.

By the time I got there, the need to vomit had eased slightly, so I sat down on the floor with my legs around the bowl and my arms hugging it. When I sat down my plump bottom spread and the vibrator pressed against the floor. I found that by rocking my pelvis slightly all those nice feelings came back. It was then I had a wicked dirty thought ... What if I could orgasm as I puked?

I relaxed my tummy, which was now looking a little bloated and puffy. I rocked my hips, relishing the vibrator inside me, and stroked my soft distended tummy. I was really turning myself on. Once in awhile I would reach up and play with my nipples which always sends electric jolts straight to my crotch.

Soon I was ready to come, but my tummy had eased a bit. I was determinned to at least get rid of the load of booze and juice in my tummy, so as I felt the first quiverings of my sex, I rubbed the back of my tongue against the back of my throat. Then it all happened.

I felt my tummy moving like something alive inside me ... I opened my throat ... and my orgasm began. As my sex clamped down and pulsed on the vibrator, my tummy cramped like never before and I felt a rush up my throat and out my mouth and nose. My eyes teared up and I came as I puked and puked and puked. I had never felt anything like that before. I totally emptied myself as I sat with my bum on the cold tiles and my nipples touching the cold bowl. When I was done -- it seemed like the orgasm and the vomit would never stop -- I just sat there gasping and spitting, drenched with sweat.

After cleaning up I crawled back into bed and slept 14 hours. When I woke up my tummy muscles were sore and I had a hangover from hell. But the experience was worth it.

I have done some other things since that involved vomit - sometimes planned, sometimes accidental, and they have all been a pleasure. I'll send you my next favorite vomit story when I get time to write it.