What happens while we’re chatting [FM]

Words are powerful and I’ve been shocked at how turned on I can get from a chat or story. I don’t always need to set a scene, but it can be fun. I’m feeling frisky so I thought I’d share (chat buddy consented to the sharing of this experience, but since he wasn’t in my bedroom, some of this will be new to him).

I reach out with a “hey” and you respond with an equally chatty “hi.” “Wondering if you’d like to chat?” You tell me yes, and we have a really nice, flirtatious, getting to know you in a totally anonymous way on Reddit conversation.

I’m lying on my bed while we’re chatting, lightly running my fingers up and down my body. Wearing tight thin leggings, white v-neck shirt, thong, no bra. Since you’re out in a bar, I ask you to buy me a drink. Describe myself to you: 5’6”, dark hair, curvy with full Cs, just so you can have a picture of who’s walking up to you. You ask a little about me, and I you. A little more chatting, a little more of my hands on my body.

I ask what you like. You tell me it’s nice when a woman takes control, so …

Me: Walk up to you, Place my hand on your neck. Run it up to your hair as I pull you down to kiss me. Losing myself in kissing you. Tongues swirling. Hands exploring. You: I would keep one hand at the back of your neck lightly going through your hair, pulling it as I would kiss you.

In my room, I’ve run my hand up under my shirt. I’m playing with my nipples, rubbing my breasts, feeling my pussy getting warm and wet.

Me: Whispering in your ear. Telling you that I’d like nothing more than to feel your fingers spreading me open and feeling how wet my pussy is for you.

I’m stroking myself through my leggings. Imagining your strong hand touching me. I’m surprised by how wet I am, I can feel it through the fabric.

At this point the chat continues as you might expect. As I’m describing, in great detail, going down on you. Stroking you through your jeans, fingertips and fingernails running the length of your cock. Feeling it grow harder under my touch. Leaning down to blow on you through your jeans. Unzipping your pants and pulling out your hard cock. Teasing you as I slide my mouth slowly down you, holding you in my mouth as my tongue runs around the base. I can feel you throbbing inside my mouth as I keep sliding up and down.

In my room, I’ve taken my leggings and thong off and am starting to slide my fingers up and down my wet pussy. Feeling my juices on my fingers, starting to slide them inside me.

In the chat, you’re spreading me open, sliding your fingers into me, telling me how wet I am, how hot for you. Your hand pulling closer, massaging my ass, sliding your hand closer and closer.

In my room, I grab my butt plug, cover it in lube and slide it slowly inside my ass. I tell you what I’ve done and then I turn on the vibrator in it. I drift away for a minute, feeling the sensations as my ass and pussy respond to the movement.

As your penis slides inside me, I grab my dildo and start fucking myself with it. I’m so slick from our chat that I can hear it sliding through my wetness, teasing myself with it (as you are) by slowly, slowly filling myself. As our conversation intensifies, you feeling yourself inside me, I thrust harder and faster with the dildo. Ass filled, pussy filled.

I tell you I’m about to cum, and you’re there for me. Telling me to cum all over you. Lying on my bed, knees held tight to my chest. My hand behind me, driving the dildo against my g-spot as I cum, squirting all over my hand and the bed.

Me: Yes. Fuck yes. I just squirted everywhere. You: Fuck yes babe.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lri9m7/what_happens_while_were_chatting_fm