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Being horny and alone in the middle of a pandemic truly sucks. A vibrator someone else can control is supposed to be a fun way to at least help ease the horny, but it's proving more challenging than she'd hoped. Trying to connect with people one on one in the app keeps making her feel self-conscious; she's almost ready to give up entirely and go back to letting it sync with Spotify.
She clicks around the site and finds a chat window she didn't notice last time she was here. It takes her a while to figure out what's going on, then she realises that people are linking their toys in the chat and simply letting whoever gets there first take control.
She gulps. That's...
Well, it's a little terrifying, but also freeing. If she has no control, if she lets luck match her with someone, it might not be the smoothest experience, but it's also a bit thrilling, sex with a complete stranger without any of the risks, without having to make small talk...
Before she can talk herself out of it, she finds the link and throws it into the chat. First time. Please be gentle... but not too gentle... She blushes at her own boldness, but she's feeling reckless and needy.
She doesn't quite know what to expect, then her toy starts vibrating inside her, too hard, but it's at least sort of exciting that it's someone else doing it, and she doesn't even know who.
They appear to get bored and stop after a while, so the second time, she types in a shorter time limit. Maybe if it's only for a little while, they'll be a bit more thoughtful.
Her second try is more successful in that her helper lasts till the time is up, but apparently being gentle is not on the cards. Third time lucky? She sets the limit and throws her link into the chat one last time, alongside Tease me? She's losing faith that anyone reads these things, but maybe it'll stop whoever grabs the link this time from battering her cunt like it's offended them personally.
Her toy rumbles to life again, and this time it's much lower. Someone took notice of what she said, thank fuck, and oh - oh, that feels good. She loses herself in it. It's... really nice. And now she's getting what she wants... having someone else do the work is also nice. Not to have to think, to be able to lie back and enjoy. Yeah.
She's disgruntled when it abruptly stops, then remembers the time limit she set. Five minutes seemed so long when she typed it in, after the last person who took control. Thank you, she writes in the chat window. I didn't want that to end.
If she does the same thing again, there's no guarantee the same person will take control... fuck. The downside of anonymity.
It takes her a moment to realise there's a little pink number next to the notifications icon; when she clicks on it, it says she has a message from 'Dandelion, M, 30s'.
I don't usually reach out unless someone actually asks, but you're new to this, aren't you?
She blinks at the message. Yes, I am, but I'm not sure what you're implying here.
... it would help if I explained, wouldn't it? he shoots back with a laugh emote. I had control of your vibrator. Usually if you really enjoyed what someone did and want to connect, you ask your controller to wave in the chat.
Huh. She's seen people doing that and had no idea what it was about.
Anyway. I saw you saying you didn't want it to end and, well, I actually much prefer playing with someone for at least half an hour if I can, and talking to them, finding out what they like.
She swallows hard. Yeah? There's a chance he's taking credit for someone else's skills. But what if he isn't?
If you'd like to give me your link for a little longer... and maybe tell me what you want? I'd be more than happy not to stop...
Well. If she's giving him a temporary link, and she can end his control whenever she wants, it's not as if she has anything to lose, right? I... can do that. Should I just send it to you here?
Yes, that works for me. The controls are better on the app, if you decide you're enjoying it, but I imagine you'd rather add me there after you've ascertained that I am who I say I am!
She feels a little caught out, but it's also nice that he understands her hesitation and isn't being weird about it.
If it turns out he's telling the truth... well, he said half an hour, which seems long enough for him to prove himself or not.
It feels very intimate, giving the link directly to him, but she's excited, too. Thank you, he says, and it's both absurd and cute that he's thanking her.
Then the vibe starts, and she gulps again, and oh - oh, it was definitely him before. It's weird she's so certain, it's not like she has much experience to draw from, and everyone's working with the same limitations, but she recognises his touch somehow. He's the first person who's managed to make this feel real. And damn, he knows how to tease.
Am I doing all right for you, darling? he asks after a few minutes.
Yes. I'm very... it's very enjoyable :-o Part of her wants to say exactly what it's doing to her, but she's not yet quite that brave or far gone. It feels too vulnerable, which also seems ridiculous when he's currently got control of the vibrator that's nestled against her g-spot - isn't this about as vulnerable as anonymous online sex can get anyway? - but logic doesn't much enter into it. You're doing great.
Excellent, that's all I wanted to know. Any time it gets to be too much, just let me know.
Thank you. Some people on here don't seem to know about settings below high.
It's okay, you can say some men, I know it's true.
She giggles. Well I wasn't going to say it... ;)
I'm afraid there are a lot more men than anyone else on here, and many of them lack... finesse. He does - something that makes her cunt pulse around the vibrator. I think you'll find finesse is one of my strong suits.
I am getting that impression, yes. He does whatever it was again, and she laughs. I don't know quite how you're doing that, but it's leaving me breathless.
In a good way, I hope?
In a very good way. She braces herself to be brave. His little trick has apparently yeeted her into 'that far gone' territory. I love being this wet, it makes me feel very sexy.
Oh, sweet goddess, that's, wow, that's very good to hear. Fuck, my poor cock is so hard.
She blushes again. There's definitely an upside to him not being able to see her. Good ;)
There's a pause. She wants... more, but she doesn't know what or how to ask, and it's a relief when he sends another message.
Would you like to know how you're affecting me? (It's okay to say no, I won't be offended.)
Yes, I want to know.
Good. Because I'm enjoying this so much. The image of you there all wet because of me is making me want to rut against my hand till I come, but I also want to savour you. I'm imagining slipping into that wet heat, and the sounds you might make as I fill you up.
She whines aloud, startling herself. Fuck.
What, love?
It was a good fuck. I, um, actually moaned out loud. I don't usually get loud even when my partner's in the same room...
Oh, how delicious. I'm very flattered. I wish I could be there. I'd take it slow and make sure to coax out every possible sound. Do you like it when someone goes down on you?
Yes. So, so much, the thought of it is making her squirm. Yes, I really like that. You fucking tease.
Good, because I absolutely love giving head. Especially to someone who enjoys being teased and doesn't want me to be TOO gentle ;)
How did you... wait, how did you know?
¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I saw your first post. Actually, I saw your second, too, I just wasn't quick enough.
I almost gave up, everyone was going way too hard.
I'm afraid most people on here have no idea how to handle a woman.
You evidently do, though.
I'd very much like to handle you. Thinking about it is making my cock ache. I feel like I got very lucky today.
I feel like I'm still getting very lucky. Oh, oh that's nice. Someone trained you well.
Yup. He sends a cheeky grin. Good. Always tell me if something's really working for you, it's so much more fun knowing what someone likes and giving it to them.
I'm glad it's not just me who feels that way.
What's the point if I'm not making you feel good?
Exactly! If some of the dudes on here go at it in real life as bullishly as they do online...
He sends back a laugh. I just snorted unattractively. Yeah, I think they take the notion of destroying your cunt way too literally.
You have no idea how nice it was to have someone 'touch' me like you do after... that nonsense.
I'm glad, and you're welcome.
I kept looking for girls in hopes they'd be a little more gentle, what with knowing what it's like to have a vagina, but there aren't many here :'(
You like girls too?
It didn't even occur to her not to say that, and now she's nervous she's fucked up. Yes, I'm bi.
Me too. That's nice to know, this place is overrun with straight men.
She giggles. Yeah. It's half relief. Somehow it doesn't surprise me the first guy I've found who knows how to touch a woman isn't straight.
Preach. And thank you. I'd much rather do it in person, obviously, but given the current state of the world, I'll make do.
My body and I thank you for your service.
I'm trying very hard not to make the absolute worst joke.
Well now you have to tell me.
No.
Please? She sends an emoji doing sad eyes.
... on your own head be it *sigh* I'm at your cervix.
Oh my. That's... very bad.
I TOLD you :p
No, it's fine, I brought this on myself. You are VERY lucky you're so good with the remote, though.
My saving grace.
Definitely :p oh by the way, do THAT again. Is it because she's having fun talking to him as well or does he have some magic tricks up his sleeve? Either way, he's doing so much better with this than anyone else she's met.
With pleasure. Just reminding you that I can do things besides tell really awful jokes.
I mean, I hadn't forgotten, trust me, but the reminder was very welcome anyway.
Good to know my very specific 'get someone off who might not even be in the same kingdom' skill set is appreciated. This isn't a patch on being in bed with the person I'm fucking, but in the circumstances, it's fun. There's a pause, then, And sometimes, I meet someone who makes it worthwhile. Like you.
She blushes again. I mean, all I'm doing is letting you touch me, I don't know how much credit I deserve.
You're honest about what you want, and you even have a sense of humour. Two of my favourite qualities ;) And on top of that, you're delightfully responsive and vocal about my best moves. Fastest way to make me feel extremely smug, and being pleased with myself turns me on ;) My cock's almost unbearably hard and I've barely touched it.
Show me. She doesn't consciously mean to write it. It just... falls out of her fingertips. She half expects him to demand one of her first, or at least make her promise one in return.
Instead she gets a picture message less than thirty seconds later, and when she opens it, she stifles a moan in her hand. Gods. His cock is thick and frankly prettier than she's used to cocks being, but it's his hand wrapped around it that makes her brain melt out through her cunt. He has long, elegant fingers, several of which have rings on them, and he's wiping his thumb through the precum that's leaking out of the head.
Fuck.
... good?
She laughs at herself. I don't know how else to put this but... you have a very pretty cock...
Oh, you darling girl. What a lovely thing to say!
She gulps and shrugs, even though she knows he can't see her. It's true. And you have absolutely beautiful fingers. I'd like them inside me.
The vibrator inside her goes a little nuts for a moment. Then comes a message with a grimace and, Ah, sorry, I... almost dropped my phone.
She giggles. Yes? :D
I would love to finger you. You have NO idea.
She blushes down at the screen. Yeah?
There's nothing quite like the silky wet heat of someone's cunt all over my hand. Or thigh. Or face. 'M not fussy. Bet you're delicious.
I am, she types before she can think better of it.
Fuck. It's extremely hot that you know that. She chews on her lip as she waits to see what he'll ask next. Do you taste yourself often?
Her face is on fire, but she can't seem to stop herself being honest. Almost every time. I love it.
Fuck me, that's hot. Would you have a taste right now and describe it to me?
The flush that was in her cheeks is now all over. Yes.
Amazing.
She strokes her cunt, whimpering softly because she's so turned on now that it's an exquisite tease. On a whim, she snaps a picture of her glistening wet fingers to send.
Oh, love, is that all for me?
Yes.
Delicious.
She dips them into her mouth and savours the flavour. Gods, he's really getting to her; she didn't know talking with a stranger could affect her like this. I taste rich and sweet and sharp, she says.
Fuck.
If I could eat my own cunt, I'd never get anything done.
Hot. Damn. Fuck. That's. Fuck.
She giggles a little manically. Reducing him to one word sentences feels like a real achievement. Do you have a remote control vibe too? she asks, feeling brave.
I... do, actually. Most people don't ask unless I drop a link. Sorry, I don't know why I was expecting you to be the same as everyone else, when you're clearly not.
There's a long pause. She doesn't know how to reply.
Listen, how do you feel about taking this to the app so we can message and share control easily?
She gulps. Shit... until he actually said it, she didn't realise how much she wanted to, to connect with him somewhere it's so much easier. Somewhere it feels a little more... real. Yes, I'd love that, she types.
By the time she gets the app open, his friend request is already waiting for her, and he takes control of her vibe immediately.
So, how do I return the favour?
He sends a laughing smilie. I suspect you're about to break me, but what a way to go. It takes him less than a minute to get her set up, then she tentatively pushes the vibration up, and he swears eloquently in the chat.
Did I... was that too much?
He sends another laugh. No, that's lovely, please don't stop, I just - I didn't even have it on low before, and I underestimated how turned on you had me already.
She blushes, pleased. Oh. It's a nice mental image. What kind of vibrator is it? If it's not rude to ask. Just wondering where exactly I'm 'touching' you.
He doesn't say anything for long enough to make her paranoid, and she's ready to take the question back when he finally responds. I'm hoping you're not weirded out by anal, because I'm having a really nice time here, but yeah, it's in my arse. To be exact, it's pressing against my taint and filling my hole and nestled into my prostate, so it feels pretty great anyway, but when you make it vibrate, it makes even more precum drip from the head of my cock. Because I really love being fucked, and I'm okay with that, so I hope you are too. Sorry to be so blunt, but some people don't like it. I decided I'd rather tell you right away; if you have a problem with it, well I'm still very happy to get you off before we part ways, but I'm hoping you don't. I'd really like you to get me off too. I'd really like us to do it more than just tonight.
So what you're saying is, I'm virtually pegging you?
... yes?
That's by far the hottest thing I've heard in weeks, or maybe months.
There's another pause, then, I think I'm in love with you already, darling.
She blushes to the roots of her hair. She has no idea how to respond; he's so effortlessly charming. At a loss, she starts playing with his toy again, circling rhythmically, imagining that she's knuckle deep inside him and making him writhe.
Oh, sweetheart, that feels wonderful. I'm - I've been sitting here thinking about your lovely cunt, and I didn't realise just how ready I was to be touched.
She bites her lip. Good. I want you to feel good, too.
It felt good when I knew I was giving you pleasure and I was nice and full. Good is such an understatement for how it feels now you're playing with me.
She blushes even harder. I'm glad. She hesitates for a moment, then adds, I love pegging. She punctuates it with a slightly more insistent vibration. I could make you feel so good.
You are right now. Fuck! Oh my fuck, don't stop!
Gods, there's really something so powerful in being able to turn him monosyllabic and desperate, especially so quickly. He must have been so turned on. Don't plan on stopping till you beg.
Good to know. Fuck, it mightn't take as long as you think.
She giggles. Good. She keeps circling, but edges her finger further up the screen, gradually building up the intensity of the vibration.
Oh sweet Melitele, you're a menace. There's a pause, then, Which is absolutely not a complaint, by the way.
She sends back a wink and turns the vibes up a bit more.
Fuck, yes, that's... yes.
She wishes so much she could see and hear him falling apart, but imagining it is pretty delicious.
Oh sweet mercy, just- fuck!
After that there's nothing but keysmashes and an erratic burst on her vibrator she presumes was accidental. She types more soft filth into the chat, because the mental image is... inspiring; it takes a while for him to send back anything coherent.
Fuck, he says at last. I am DESPERATELY glad that you like to peg, you wicked, wonderful woman.
She giggles. Yeah?
I will let you fuck me any time you like.
Don't make promises you might not want to keep.
Dearest, there's no version of reality where I don't let you do that to me as often as you please.
She hides her face in her hands, peering out between her fingers to see what else he'll say.
I need to go clean up a little, but I'll be right back.
'Kay.
She's still blushing to herself when he returns.
All clean. My entire arse is tingling every time my vibrator shifts even a little, and it's delightful. In utmost sincerity, I hope you'll consider doing that to me in real life one day.
How much blood can rush to her face before she passes out? I'm not ruling out the possibility. Gods, she wants to ruin him.
I wouldn't ask more of you today, my dear. And at least I can concentrate on you now.
Yeah? Based on previous experience, she half expected him to vanish once he was done.
Yes. Very much so. I find myself dearly wishing you were here so I could bury my mouth in you, but I'll just have to make do with what we have.
She gulps. Damn, it's been way too long since she was enthusiastically eaten out. The thought makes her cunt clench with remembered pleasure.
I don't want you to do anything you don't like, but if you're willing to gently rub your clit with one finger for me...
I can do that. She doesn't allow herself to say how much she wants to do it, for him.
Good girl. Beautiful. The quiet rhythmic rumbling inside her starts to grow in intensity in slow waves. Good?
She swallows hard. Very good. You've made me very, very wet, and I'm getting wetter as we speak, she types, blushing furiously as she does so. I'm leaking all over my thighs and bum.
Oh, sweetheart, he sends back immediately, then maybe a minute later, My mouth is absolutely watering at the thought. A wet cunt is one of life's greatest treasures. If I were there, I would taste you so deeply and slowly and so, so thoroughly.
Fuck. Oh, she's in trouble with this one. Imagining that is making me dissolve.
I would kiss you all over first, kiss and lick and suck. Bite, if you'd like that. Trail my fingers all over your skin. Then bury myself in you, drown in your body. Get you all over my face and filling my mouth.
Fuck.
I want to lick so deep into you, I wish I knew for myself how you taste.
It's good he doesn't appear to need encouragement, because her brain is melting.
Then once you're quivering with need, I'll suck your clit into my mouth and make love to it with everything I have.
That almost finishes her off, then her vibrator is pulsing in her cunt, she instinctively tugs on her clit, and pleasure's rushing through her like the tide.
Oh, fuck, she manages, after some indeterminate passage of time.
Hello, darling, I wondered if you were still there. Did I succeed in my task?
She laughs. If your task was to make me come so hard I forgot how to think, then yes.
Oh, wonderful. What a beautiful mental image.
Who knows what possesses her, but without letting herself second guess it, she spreads herself out with her fingers and snaps a photo. She doesn't even look at it properly - she'll definitely chicken out if she does - just sends it into the chat.
There's a moment when she wonders if she misjudged - and oh no, she should've asked first, right? When guys send her unsolicited dick pics, she hates it, no matter how nice the dick is. Sorry, I should've checked if that was okay, I had a moment of madness.
Please, don't you dare apologise. I'm... oh, look at you. Absolutely exquisite. Look how pink and wet you are.
She squirms happily.
You have an exceptionally pretty cunt. My poor tired cock can't possibly get hard again, but it's still trying because you're so beautiful. Truly devastating, darling.
She sends a blushing emoji. I'm terrible with compliments at the best of times, I have no idea how to reply to that.
You don't have to. Another pause, then, Sometimes on here, I know immediately I want to stay in touch with someone. I don't see the point in pretending otherwise, so I'm just going to ask outright: can I 'see' you again?
It's ridiculous how hard she blushes, like this was a real first date, not getting off with a stranger. But it's been the best experience she's ever had on here, better than most she's had on actual dating apps, if she's honest. Really, is there even a question? Even if all they ever do is chat and play, she wouldn't say no to coming that hard on a regular basis. Yes, she types, I'd really like that.
He sends back smilies and sun, and it seems appropriate for him. He's so warm, she feels like she's been sitting in a patch of sunshine.
Is it as late there as it is here? he asks.
It's almost midnight!
Oh, same time zone! What fun.
I need to sleep soon or I'll be a wreck tomorrow.
Well. Actually, I was rather hoping you'd let me finger you to sleep. Virtually, of course. (If it weren't for this damn pandemic, though, I'd be tempted to purloin a car and drive however long it took to come and bury my face in you for real.)
She blushes again. I'd be very okay with that. She gulps and plucks up all her courage. I've, um. Made it so you can control me anytime. So if you ever see me online...
Oh, my love. I am honoured. I've actually done the same, so ditto. But I'd also like to talk to you again.
Me too.
Wonderful. I'm so glad we're on the same page. Now, sweet girl, how about you lie back and let me get those endorphins flowing some more?
The sentence is punctuated with the softest pulse of vibration in her cunt, and she wriggles and moans. I can absolutely do that.
Maybe it's my orgasm talking, but I think this could be the start of something rather wonderful.
That's not something she can allow herself to hope for, but she's relaxed and soft and open, and she's being 'touched' by someone whose only aim seems to be her pleasure. Even if nothing more comes of it... she settles back into the bedclothes and lets herself relax. This has been a very, very good night.