Having "sex" over the internet may not sound all that fulfilling but don't knock it âtil you've tried it and even then, you may have to give it some time. I'm lucky. I had an exclusive "date" to do it with. We didn't really know each other but...I knew some things about him. And I'd fantasized about him for at least a year. Seeing him on album covers and even on stage a couple times.
I was writing for my college newspaper and I wanted to interview him so I contacted his manager without a lot of luck. I emailed him and he responded quickly. We started chatting online. He asked for a picture of me so heâd know whom he was talking to. When I sent one he replied, âWow. You have a nice bodâ. Iâd like to see you with less on!â I was taken aback by his forthrightness but felt ecstatic, having been quite a chubby girl just a few short years ago.
He asked if I had a web cam but I didnât. âYou should get one, theyâre only $99! That would be exciting,â he said. I couldnât believe I was being solicited by this sexy motherfucker who had been just a daydream 15 minutes earlier.
I got a web cam a few days later. We met up online one night and had a phenomenal experience together. For the next two months we connected once or twice a week. Needless to say interviewing him was secondary at this point. I will attest to the fact that he was very kind to me and we did often talk about life in general aside from sex. But I was so overwhelmed with what was happening between us that I forgot about interviewing him. The scandalous part was that I was engaged when we started hooking up online. But I felt that the whole thing was such a rare gem that I refused to admit to myself that it was cheating. Everyone knows that if you get the chance to sleep with one of the people in your âTop Five,â then you are automatically exempt from the standard confines of fidelity.
It was amazing to hear his voice talk to me. Nothing will ever compare to the luscious feeling that seeing his naked body gave me. Watching him grab his hard cock and pull on it for me...tugging harder as he watched me undress for him. I made him put the phone down closer to his waist so I could hear his hand jerk the skin on his cock up and down...like a dull thud going faster and faster.
The technology would only allow for me to see him jerk so fast before it became a blur but hearing it made me so hot. Listening to him talk nasty to me made my clit swell and my pussy drip...he loved to watch me spread my thighs and use my middle finger to slowly stroke my slippery, shaven pussy, then slip my fingers inside the little pink lips.
First I would just slide one finger in, then push my hips into it, then I would fit two then three and finally all four fingers inside me for him and go completely wild...laying on my back, naked except for a sexy camisole pushed down around my waist. He watched the curves of my body move and flow, as I'd grind my hips and shove my fingers in as far as I could. He got off on how turned on I was...I would moan and whimper into his ear...telling him what I wish he was doing.
âI want you to bury your face between my legs and suck on my clit...flick your tongue across it and rub my pussy with your hand,â
"I wish you were here so I could wrap my thighs around your neck," and he would keep tugging on his dick saying,
"Mmm, I would love that. I want to rub your clit with my thumb and push my tongue in your pussy and then your ass while I'm doing it...I want to fuck you for awhile and then just park it in there and drive you crazy...letting you feel it throb.â
Then Iâd say, âI want to feel you move your dick in and out of me while I play with my clit and shove my tongue in your mouth. And I want to feel your balls slap against my ass while you fuck me...then have you turn me over and fuck me hard, with your finger playing with my ass, so I feel your balls smack my clit again and again...til you make me scream and cum all over your fat dick...â
I couldn't believe I was seeing
him
nude and watching
him
jerk off...to
me
. When he came, he yelled out
my name
! It was surreal listening to his deep voice breath heavily in and out, sometimes his breath would waver and he'd let go of his cock,
"I wish you could feel how hard I am," he would say. He would sit and spread his legs slightly further apart, his engorged, reddish purple beautiful dick standing straight up against his stomach on it's own...too sensitive to touch.
So he just sat still and let me listen to him moan in my ear and tell me how sexy I looked...how much it turned him on. We got off on each other so much. We always tried to cum at the same time. He would wait for me if it took awhile (It usually didn't).