I reached home and laid down on my bed. It was a long day. My teammates completely stopped working on the project we were supposed to complete before the end of the semester. I'm left doing the work of 6 people. When I talked to the three girls in the group today, they said they would beg the teacher for the grades instead and that they don't care. I decided to stop thinking about it, went and took a shower, and fired up my laptop. I opened an anonymous online chatting website and I started looking for women to talk to. I normally don't have preferences about the kind of women I want to talk to here but that day, I felt like I wanted an Indian woman. I changed my tags and I waited for it to match me with someone.
The first match is a woman.
"Hey"
"Hi"
"What's up?"
"Nothing much, what about you?"
I'm quite horny but I don't know how to take the conversation towards that. This has always been my problem.
"Same. Where are you from?"
"I'm from Hyderabad."
What? Not only is it an Indian woman but it's someone from my own city.
"I'm from Hyderabad as well!!"
"Oh that's great. How old are you?"
This is always a tricky question. Most girls want guys to be of a particular age. I didn't want to miss this chance so I tried my level best to understand what she wants before telling her any information about myself.
But as I started typing something,
"Hey never mind. I want us to stay anonymous. I don't want us to know anything about each other. Isn't it hot?"
Anonymous? Hot? What is going one? But maybe this is a blessing in disguise. Maybe she is ugly so she doesn't want to share anything with me? What if it's my sister?
Loads of thoughts are rushing into my head.
"Deal?" she texted.
"Yes, deal."
"Yayyy!!"
"This is a cliche question but, what are you expecting from me?"
I instantly regretted sending this message. What was I thinking?
"Hmmm let's see. I'm horny. I want someone to talk to about my weird sexual fantasies and fetishes. And I want to sext obviously. What about you?"
Perfect!
"Normal chat, occasional role-playing, trading pics, discussing fantasies... Honestly, I'm down for Anything."
Normal chat? Seriously?
I didn't get a reply for a couple of minutes and I panicked. Suddenly, a link popped in the chatbox. I clicked it. It's a picture of a single tit. Is it her tit? Of course, it is her tit. It is a close-up shot of her tit. Her skin is very fair. What's her size, 32DD probably? The nipple was dusky pinkish in color. It's the kind of tit you'd love to suck.
What am I supposed to do now, send her my dick's pic? I made sure I locked the door and I pulled down my trousers. It was rock hard. I held it in my hand and I took a picture. I uploaded it and I sent it to her.
"Fuck all the talking. Wanna meet tomorrow? My parents are out of town and I'm home alone."
Really? Can I? Is this all even real?
"Yeah, I'm down."
"Great! Let's not talk anymore then, I element of surprise about what kind of man you are gets me off."
She sent me the address.