Don't just look at the picture! Rob commented. It was a lovely pic of his erection. Really nice straight firm rod I wanted to stroke it and imagined the ropes of cream it fired when suitably encouraged. Nicely shaved, it was one of those where after it has spat the big spurts it oozes globs of cum down over the shaft ... steady on I thought it's only a picture.
I had put my pic on the dating site a few days before. Standing in my bedroom stark naked I felt a little self-conscious but I wanted to try out meeting for just sex. I didn't know if it might be online or an actual meeting in person. Would it be virtual relief or would I be staring down at a hand stroking me to explosive release? I was excited at first contact.
Rob lived in Sussex so that was pretty close to me in Surrey. We exchanged a few more photos and we agreed we wanted to try and get connected over the internet and see how we did. I closed my laptop and released I had a rock hard cock and was definitely 'interested' in exploring the possibilities.
Living on my own was not an issue for me but Rob was married and I asked how his wife felt about this and he said she wasn't aware of his bisexuality. He commented that on holidays he often watched a pair of well-filled swimming trunks walk passed him and lusted quietly to himself.
We chatted a few times online and put a day in the diary when his wife was out for the evening. We tested our cameras, mics, and online connectivity and we were all good. Rob stood up to switch his camera off and I noticed the distinct outline of a rock hard cock in his shorts ... checking myself I found the same. I was looking forward to the evening's activities!
I was checking something online on the afternoon of the day when a ping on my machine showed Rob was online. The chat box opened saying, "She's gone out. Get online please I need some relief!"
Camera and mic all plugged in I accepted the video chat request and the screen opened.
"Hi sexy babe," Rob said. He smiled and continued," Hope you are all prepared?" I noticed he had a cloth, tissues and baby lotion all nearby.
"I see that you are, the baby oil is a good call, two shakes," I said and got my own bottle. "Well, here we are." I was a little nervous but had that warm sensation all over that I was going to enjoy myself. Suddenly not feeling self-conscious at all I pulled by shorts down and put my hand inside and firmly grabbed my erection and rubbed the head against my boxers.
"Wow babes, easy there though I do like watching cum ooze through a pair of pants." Hearing him talk to me like that made my shudder and I felt myself harden and the pulsing in my shaft told me I would have to be careful or I would reach the point of no return sooner rather than later.
"Well sweetness, I am fisting a stiff one let's see what you've got then." I asked him. I never imagined saying that quite like I did but he stood up and pulled his trousers down. I could see his cock bulging and then it sprang up rigid and saluting me. "Wow, that's magnificent." I quietly said, I was transfixed by his weapon. Long smooth shaft and the head, lovely red and shiny with a lovely long slit at the tip.
"It's been like that all morning he said. Anticipation of stress relief later on!", he laughed. His camera was set up nicely to show him stroking himself. He dribbled some oil on his helmet... I was transfixed as it oozed down the shaft. He quickly rubbed some on his hands and began to rub himself so his manhood was lovely, shiny and well lubricated.
I placed my camera so it gave the same kind of view and put took my hardness in my left hand and played some nice long splurges of oil over myself. I slowly moved the hand up my shaft and rubbed the oil over the smooth, hard helmet... pulling the foreskin back nice and tight the oil glistened.
