I loved the [f]rankness AOL engendered when you’d [m]eet in person.

I love kissing a woman as much as the next guy, but sometimes, especially on a first hook-up, it can go on a little too long. AOL was a great solution for that in the ’90’s-early 2000’s. I used to get such a thrill out of being frank about my/our intentions. We both knew why I was at her place or she was at mine, and it was so refreshing to be able to refer back to our chat in order to fast-track the action.

I mentioned this in a previous gonewildstories post, but probably the one time I didn’t want to really kiss at all was when I met a redhead who told me she had strawberry blond pubic hair earlier that evening in our online chat. In person, it turned out she had a dead tooth on her upper row. I did kiss her shortly after arriving at her apartment to break the ice, but after maybe five seconds, I said, “I really want to see your vagina with all that strawberry blond hair you were telling me about.” She immediately took her one-piece dress off, and I disrobed completely too. Less than a minute later I was eating her beautiful firecrotch and she was sicking my cock.

But turnabout was fair play on AOL. This was before it was common to send dick pics or video chatting, so I would have to tell the woman about my impressive penis size for the skinny nerd I was. One time, after maybe a minute of kissing, the woman I had been boasting to stopped and said, “Alright, time to prove it. Let me see this big dick you say you’ve got.” I unzipped my pants and popped out my fully erect penis to which this kind woman said, “Hmm, you weren’t kidding.” She then proceeded to blow me. I came in less than two minutes and she generously swallowed my load.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/10853wl/i_loved_the_frankness_aol_engendered_when_youd