Yes, I do have a boyfriend and I met him online. We met 9 months after we officially became on. So what do you think happened in between? We had the hots for each other, and we had to do something to wear those urges off. So what else can we do? CYBERSEX-or at least that's what I think it is.
It was actually me who initiated everything, I think. Well I really like to tease or joke around sex stuff, even with my friends in school. So since he's my bf, I joke with him too, but he doesn't respond everytime. I tease him with glimpses of my cleavage, my thighs, my ass and I know his body responded very well with these visuals, but he refused to entertain them. So one night, my friends and I had a sleep over here at our house. We had a few drinks outside and decided to spend the night here instead of heading in each other's home tipsy. When my boyfriend and I had the chance to talk that night, my friends were already asleep here in the living room. I really don't know if it's an effect of alcohol or no sex for quite some time, but I really felt horny that night, despite the fact that my friends are soundly asleep right beside me. So I teased around a bit, saying catchy naughty phrases and tried to see how he reacts. Nada. No reaction. Just a smile. Flushed, frustrated, extremely horny and a bit drunk, I thought I've had it. I pulled my shirt up and flashed my boobs with my favorite bright yellow bra holding the two chunks of mammary glands together. I cocked my head and smiled when I saw his reaction. He literally stared. LOL. Then all of a sudden he told me sternly, "Pull your shirt down." So I, disappointed and humiliated with this change of reaction, did what he had just said with a pout. I didn't ask what's wrong, since he just stayed silent and faced the TV. I started to think he's gay or that he had another girl or I don't turn him on or something, LOL. That's what happens when your guy stops talking when you did something that you thought will turn out good, but realize that it didn't. Stuff will keep popping out, haha. So anyway we stayed online but extremely silent for a few more minutes, then I decided to call it a night and just sleep it off.
The following morning, I woke up early to cook breakfast for my guests. After they've left, I went online again to see how my boyfriend is doing. I haven't forgotten what happened the previous night, and I told myself that I'm not doing that again. Ever. When we're done with the how are you's and all, he started to tease me that I was drunk the previous night. I asked him what made him say that, and he said I flashed my boobs right in front of him, as if I didn't remember. So of course I told him that it wasn't because I'm drunk and that I remember everything completely. I even apologized for it and told him I just thought he'd like it. I confessed that maybe I was just looking for intimacy, since I haven't had a boyfriend for a while, and it just so happened that I thought he'd be okay about the teasing on cam. He nodded, but didn't say a word. So me, the one at fault, offered that I guess we should just sleep instead, if ever he still felt awkward. He refused, and surprised me with an honest confession. He admitted that he was just trying to be a gentleman, trying to show me respect, but what I just did the previous night really turned them on. I argued that he hasn't even seen anything yet, and that he's my boyfriend and he doesn't have to be very gentlemanly(LOL). This made him laugh and it really was a relief to discover that he wants me too. He confessed that he was trying his best to restrain himself from asking me to remove it all and to show everything, but since it seems I'm really keen on playing around with him, he realized he's just a human and no angel. Coincidentally, I was already all alone in the house, with no one to see what I was about to do that morning. That was where it all started.
I was sitting on the couch before the computer, which made lying down, bending or showing off easy. When he asked me if I was ready, I answered an already breathless "Yes," He smiled at this, and started telling me the things he had in mind, if ever we were together right then and there. I had a very creative mind of an artist, he said, and I would have no difficulty imagining the images he was about to feed me. And feed me, he did.
He made me imagine both of us in the couch, me on his lap, grazing my soft bottom against his hard groin. Up and down I moved, his finger from one hand touching my lips, the other hand cupping one of my big breasts. I imagined him moaning as I suck his finger between my lips, showing him how much I want him. And that was all it took to wet my panties. With this really bad itch I started to rub my pussy, and he smiled when he noticed this. He asked me to spread my legs before him, grunting when I removed my hand. I confessed that I've never played for anyone before, and that doing it on cam would really be awkward for me. He suggested, though he said I should see myself, that I minimize my cam window so I won't be conscious, and concentrate on what feels good instead. With all that set aside, I started my show.
I fondled my breasts against my gown, loving the feel of soft silk fabric on my sensitised nipples. With my thumbs and fingers I tweaked and pinched them, outlining my gown. With soft moan I slid a hand in my panties, slightly grazing my attentive clit. With a pair of hazy eyes I faced him, watching his chest move up and down with his rapid breathing. I looked at him and asked if I could see him. He hesitated at first, but when I removed my clothing and panties, he felt obliged to do so. Aroused, restraining, but throbbing for release his cock stood proudly before me. He gave a really sensual smile and asked me if I could see what I do to him. I just smiled sheepishly and started to touch my naked breasts, telling him I have imagined him doing many things to me. I imagined him biting my nipples, sucking my breasts, licking my pussy, fucking me hard in all known positions in the world. With these thoughts I slid two fingers in my pussy with one hard thrust, moaning as I felt the sudden intrusion. He ordered me to slid it in and out the way I imagined his cock fuck my wet pussy. So hard and fast I pounded myself, my whole body jerking and squirming with the extreme pleasure. Dazed, I watched him play himself too, his hard and thick cock encircled with his hands. I loved the way he catches his breath, his lustful eyes never leaving the monitor. As I play with my pussy he never stopped whispering phrases like, "You better be ready when I get there..", "Come for me..", "Faster, faster..", "I'll fuck you hard.." This turned me on even more, for I've never had anyone talk dirty to me before, nor I have ever tried it. I felt the pressure build up as I tease my clit faster and harder, and my inner muscles started to contract. I raised my hips to help my fingers slid in further, moaning and crying out his name. He knew I was close, and he said he would like to come with me, so I should let him know. He urged me to at least try to control as long as I could, to build up the pressure even more. Several times I stopped myself from coming, but then I couldn't take it anymore. With a soft moan I told him I'm coming, my fingers moving faster and faster as I tried to reach the edge. Higher and higher I went, until that moment came, my orgasm hitting me in a blot. At the same time I saw him squirt his release, his cum all over his tight torso. After picking up the pieces together, we looked at each other, smiling. When I excused myself to clean up, he stopped me, just to tell me he loves me. Hope what I read about guys are most honest after they come or sex. It was liberating, exciting, and ADDICTIVE. I ended up playing with myself under a pillow in broad daylight with my family watching news in the living room LOL.
Hey, cybersex. It's fun, it's exciting, it's SAFE. Haha:)
