Meeting a Guy from Chat is Risky

A story brought about by conversations in various chatrooms. I've put it in the 'bdsm' category because there is no equivalent to the chatroom I got this idea from.

It's not for those who hold dear the respect for uttering 'No.' After all it's a fantasy. Perhaps it's a woman's view of just desserts.

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'OH FUCK! ... You've just made me cum!'

I'd typed the words but it seemed like it was for real, at least the scenario felt real, the orgasm was very real. The evidence was the incredible arousal of all parts of my body, and the shaking of my lower half. I squirmed on my stool. I was in the kitchen of my home, typing with difficulty, breathing so fast and suddenly feeling the slight horror at what was happening to me.

Of course it was fantasy and a fantasy world I'd been sucked into by Adam.

Adam was a guy of 48 from Yorkshire in the UK who I'd been chatting to on 'Lit' for several weeks. Not everyday but most days and it all began with me venturing into the 'Consent-Non Consent' chatroom.

I'd rejoined Lit last year after some years of being single again following my divorce. I'd been rediscovering myself these last couple of years and had added some pretty out of character things to my cv!

It had become a routine that on mornings when I hadn't got an early start I'd take my shower, probably masturbate with the shower head and come downstairs to have breakfast before the day started in earnest.

This particular morning I'd woken from a dream that resonated with me. As all dreams seemed to be, it was completely mixed up, random, but involved my ex husband, his best friend and me being kidnapped and held in a cottage by the sea where I used to have family holidays. Weird, but I was on the verge of orgasm and in a hot sweat. I needed the relief and the reality of the hot shower to meet the day head on.

That particular morning I'd had a wonderful orgasm, but I wasn't in a rush so I put on my bathrobe and went downstairs to have a leisurely breakfast. I chuckled to myself as I ate my toast and made my coffee. Logging on I looked at my ratings for the few stories I'd written before going into chat. I had my favourite rooms but for some reason I was in one of my daring moods and decided on the consent/non consent room. It was a fantasy of mine to be confronted by a situation that spelt danger.

Without typing anything in the room conversations I immediately had three PMs from guys on the list at the side of the screen. Then Adam, who had made various comments in the room about 'wanting a younger woman to role play with,' sent me a PM.

'Hi Louise, how are you today? I'm Adam, 48, in the UK. Would you like to chat?'

For some reason I replied.

'Good morning Adam, I'm fine, how are you?'

'I'm good too, what brings you to this room today?'

The reply made me stop and think and I almost baled out, but then I engaged in the conversation and found myself revealing more than I should.

'I'm not sure,' I began although I really knew inside myself, 'I guess it's the feeling of being trapped, losing control of a situation.'

'Has that ever happened to you?' Adam was asking.

'Not as such,' I replied honestly, 'although I've said no at first to someone before changing my mind.'

'Like you're teasing?' he suggested.

'In a way I suppose,' I was thinking back to a couple of occasions when I had been flirting and my bluff has been called.

'Tell me.'

Adam clearly wanted more detail and I guess this was the way some guys get off. Who was I to deny him, he seemed an okay guy.

I launched into describing a situation a few years back, soon after my divorce and with someone I'd met through work, and how I'd gone back to his flat having had a meal in a local bistro. I'd been in a 'throw caution to the wind' mood and would probably have slept with him anyway but when he launched into an immediate clinch I told him to slow down a bit.

I guess he thought I owed him something for the meal and the way I'd teased him in the restaurant was coming home to roost. I should never have worn those stockings and heels and shown too much thigh.

'Describe what you were wearing,' Adam was clearly building a picture so I told him in detail.

'I'd taken some time getting ready,' I revealed. 'I wore my favourite dark maroon jersey dress, it clings to my curves and just has a suspicion of cleavage in the neck.'

'You said stockings and heels,' he asked impatiently.

I was smiling as I typed away on my iPad.

'I had black bra and panties and a black suspender belt with my almost black stockings and I have a pair of maroon coloured heels.'

'You must have looked really sexy.'

I was imagining his mind working overtime.

'Yes, I really did, anyway we'd hardly got inside his flat before he made an effort to kiss me.'

'But you stopped him?'

'Not as such, I let him kiss me but without giving too much back. Then I tried to breakaway. I thought we might at least have coffee.'

'What did he do?' Adam wanted all the details.

'He pulled me to him, trying to kiss my neck. I could feel him pressing himself against me and he was clearly aroused.'

'I kept telling him to slow down, I wanted to talk some but he was intent on having his way.'

'When he suggested 'I'd been asking for it all evening' I knew that I was getting into dangerous territory.'

'Was he being rough?'

I wasn't sure if that turned Adam on or not and even online I'd adopted my teasing mode.

'Not totally rough, but he was running his hands over my breasts and moving them down over my bum. I made a decision not to resist and then it all went sexual.'

'You mean you had sex?"

'Indeed, we had sex, there and then, without too much foreplay and in front of the large glass floor to ceiling windows in his lounge.'

'Fuck!' was Adam's response, I'd clearly whetted his appetite.

There was a brief pause during which I let him think, and then he added, 'If that was me, I think I might have slowed down and enjoyed you more.'

I decided to add to his apparent arousal.

'The whole thing surprised me, I had the best orgasm ever!'

'Fucking hell!' his response was obvious and he carried on.

'Louise, goodness, you're making me feel very horny. You mean you enjoyed it?'

'Yes I did, the way he stripped me to just my stockings and suspenders and had me on the sofa exposed to the world, or at least the block of flats opposite. When I thought about it afterwards it had all felt so crazy.'

'Oh my god Louise, I'm so bloody hard here.'

We'd now clearly strayed into the zone of online sex. He was aroused and I was feeling the same way too. My reminiscing combined with my night of weird dreaming had made me feel quite moist and tingly between my thighs. In a moment of self revelation I admitted how I felt.

'It's made me feel a bit horny too,' I could hardly believe what I was typing.

'Go on... touch yourself,' he suggested.

Adam was instructing me to do what I desperately wanted to do. I propped my iPad up on its holder and thrust my left hand inside my bathrobe. I'd got nothing on underneath after my shower and immediately I felt the slick moisture of my pussy.

I managed to type, 'I am,' as I spread my thighs and ran my finger tips up over my clit.

'I have the stiffest cock ever,' Adam typed back, 'I'm going to stroke it Louise, and I'll imagine you're stroking it too.'

That made me even more responsive but it was difficult to type on a touch screen one handed. I pushed the iPad against a pile of place mats on the breakfast bar to keep it steady.

'Would you like me to suck you?' I typed slowly one finger at a time.

My fingers were sliding right up inside myself and then outwards until rubbing my clit in tiny circles.

'Oh fuck, yes please,' came the reply and I imagined Adam wanking his cock thinking of me.

'Jesus Adam, this is crazy, I'm gonna cum in a minute." The text was a bit misspelt but he knew what it meant.

I was getting really close. Even though I'd already had one orgasm in the shower barely half an hour before, I was ready again.

'Please do, cum for me and I'll cum for you.'

And I did.

My whole body shook and I could hear this disembodied groan, so loud in the normally quiet kitchen and I was trembling as I tried to type.

'OH FUCK! ... You've just made me cum!'

My reply was a mixture of caps and mixed typing but it conveyed the pleasure and relief I felt.

There was a delay while I sat up, retied my bathrobe and wiped my fingers on some kitchen towel before Adam's reply came back.

'God Louise, I've made a real mess, you're such a sexy lady.'

I found myself smiling imagining what I'd caused and feeling elated by Adam's compliment. I'd role played a couple of times with guys on lit but never had I masturbated and orgasmed.

'You had the same effect on me Adam, I think you'd better clean up.'

'I don't want to go," he replied, "I want to get to know you more, please can we talk again?'

I'd enjoyed the connection and wanted to connect again but I knew on lit that a lot of chat was only transitory.

'I'll be on again, about the same time tomorrow,' I said, I wasn't actually sure if I would be.

'Okay, I hope so, you're so sexy xx.'

I sent back an emoji showing a devils face and logged off. I felt quite strange as I went upstairs to get ready for the day ahead, my body was somehow alive I almost wanted to touch myself again. I didn't and the day was a busy one. That evening I couldn't help analysing why I'd gone into that consent non-consent room, I put it down to the feelings of risk I enjoyed, perhaps when my hormones were having a moment. I found myself reaching for my vibrator before I went to sleep and when I came I wondered when the last time was I'd had three orgasms in a day.

'Hello again Louise I didn't think I'd see you again.'

I'd logged on next morning in the hope of connecting again.

I sent a smiling emoji and went straight into flirt mode.

'😉 how could I not want to see you again!'

There was a short delay before the question came back, 'Have you got time to play this morning?'

Again I flirted, 'Have you got your box of tissues handy?'

'Oh god Louise, you're such a tease!'

'Well if I were there we'd find out wouldn't we?' I replied.

'If only, I wouldn't let you go.'

'You mean you'd keep me prisoner?'

Suddenly the germ of a role play scenario was emerging.

'Hmmmm, you in my hotel room, having got you drunk, I might get really physical.'

'How?' I goaded.

'Well you say you like blindfolds on your profile, I'd dare you to let me blindfold you.'

'Haha, could I trust you?' It was the sort of genuine question with a real edge to it.'

'Of course, turn around.'

The role play had begun.

Adam described us both in his hotel room and how he had a small bathroom hand towel. Reaching around me, he tied it behind my head. I told him how that would probably make me giggle.

'You're quite drunk aren't you Louise?' He was whispering over my shoulder and his hands were cupping both my breasts from behind.

In the scenario that was developing I was still teasing him and I didn't stop him feeling me. He removed his hands and grabbed both mine pulling them back behind me quite roughly. I told him I hadn't objected until I felt the silk of one of his ties being wrapped around my wrists.

'Hey Adam! this wasn't part of my coming up here.' I pretended to object.

He then asked why I'd chosen to be online in that room.

'Then why are we chatting in this consent, non consent room then?"

I had no real reply to that and so the role playing began to evolve.

'Don't hurt me Adam... please.' I was well into it now.

He didn't answer except he described going back to feeling my breasts from behind and thrusting his body up against my hands so that I could feel how hard he was.

'Your teasing can get you into trouble young lady.'

I was guessing his voice had changed and I was suddenly being turned around and pushed backwards towards the bed. With a shove I overbalanced backwards onto the mattress.

'I didn't mean it to be like this,' I was telling him how I might have changed my mind as my legs were lifted up and my body twisted to lay lengthways on the bed.

And then I described him pushing his hands up my thighs. I would have made an effort to dress sexily for our 'date' so it would have been no surprise when I felt his fingers on the bare flesh above my stocking tops.

'No Adam, undo me, we can make love properly.' I was explaining how if it were real I might want to take my time.

It was meant to sound not too panicky, but of course this was all fantasy and I was really getting a taste for it.

I described how I heard him snort, and even though I couldn't see anything I sensed nothing would stop him. As soon as I felt him tugging down my panties I had became more acquiescent, however I wasn't prepared for him to thrust those panties into my mouth.

Adam could tell from my descriptions that I had a liking of forcefulness. I told him I could taste and smell myself on those panties but I was gagging from the surprise. They were tiny but he forced them to the back of my mouth. I felt really excited when I described how I heard first his belt buckle clink and then the sound of him unzipping himself. In my blindfolded state, I had to just let him do what he wanted.

Adam's occasional replies showed just how much he was enjoying my description and he kept telling me how hard he was.

'Ughhhhhhh,' was the only way I could explain how I felt when he entered me. I described how he began to thrust straightaway and how to my shame I was so incredibly wet. I told him it was perhaps two minutes of him pounding into me before he pulled the panties out of my mouth and yanked my blindfold off.

'Jesus Adam, slow down,' I described my gasping, looking up at his fixed stare above me.

I told him his breathing was coming in shorts gasps and I couldn't believe how aroused I'd become. I'd still got my wrists tied underneath me which raised my hips up against him. It was so intense telling him what might happen.

'LOUISE!' I heard him grunt and I felt him jerking inside me. With one deep thrust he held himself there up against me and it triggered me too.

'Oh fuck,' was me almost whispering as I felt myself shudder.

The descriptions were firing back and forth between us and our typing seemed to gain a rhythm just like the two of us fucking for real. Our role playing had reached the perfect peak and afterwards it was Adam that put it into words.

'That was like the real thing,' he said, 'almost!'

I was giggling in my kitchen and replied, 'I wonder if it could ever be like that!'

When his reply came back it made my heart miss a beat.

'Meet me and we can find out.'

Now this was a whole new ball game, I'd never considered ever meeting anyone off the internet. I knew he lived about a hundred miles away but it had never entered my mind.

'Stop it!' I said.

At the back of my mind my thoughts were whirring around 'what if he's not what he says.' I was all too familiar with guys pretending to be women, or being a very different age to their profile.

'You told me you were a risk taker,' he goaded me.

'Yes, but meeting someone off the internet is pushing it.'

'Ok, tell you what, speak to me on the phone, if I'm not what you think I am you can block me.'

I was flummoxed, that sounded reasonable, logical and I found myself saying 'yes.'

He replied, 'Okay, here's my number, let's talk this evening, with no pressure, you can even hide your number. 07********6.'

I bit my lip, 'I'm not sure but I will definitely phone, 8.30pm? Is that okay?'

'Great,' he sounded excited, 'we'll talk then... wow I'm so glad.'

As we signed off I was excited too, in fact my pussy was in a state of high alert and I found myself sliding my fingers down my leggings to see how damp I was. I resisted reacting too much and for the rest of the day I couldn't think straight.

I'd had two glasses of Malbec and went upstairs to my bedroom before picking up my phone at precisely 8.28pm. I'd stored Adam's number and I took a deep breath before making that last step.

It only rang a couple of times before a very confident voice said, "Hello Louise."

"How did you know it was me?"

I must have giggled a bit because Adam replied, "I have that second sight, but you did say 8.30 and it's exactly that. How are you?"

"Nervous," I said but already I was enjoying his Yorkshire accent and his slice of humour.

"Don't be. I do realise you're not in the habit of doing this, speaking to a stranger from online?"

"No I'm not, and we have been quite 'personal' in that chat room."

It was Adam's turn to chuckle.

"It's been fun though, I really have enjoyed our connection."

"I have too, but I do feel a bit embarrassed talking about it in reality."

"Yes I know what you mean, but you have the knack of doing things to me that are quite exciting!"

"I could say the same," I replied with no shame, his voice raising my expectations all the while.

He reinforced his thoughts by saying, "In fact you're making me so hard right now."

I hesitated, not knowing quite how to reply but found myself carried along on his tide of erotic thought.

"I think you need to take a cold shower," I joked.

"I think I need a young lady to ease my tensions," he came back with a hint of humour in his voice.

I was tempted to be even more daring.

"And if there were and her fingers were being very adventurous?"

"Oh god Louise, you're teasing me again, take pity!"

"Just imagine my fingers," I insisted.

I couldn't believe that I was saying that.

"Louise you're so bad... I'm stroking myself here... I'm as bad a man myself."

"Then let me hear you cum," I continued being carried along.

I found myself blushing as I spoke and realised my own arousal was giving me the courage.

"Really... you don't mind?"

"Go on... do it for me... let me hear you."

There were no words of reply, a long pause before a building crescendo of groans and loud breathing, becoming more intermittent and finally an excited cry of, " I'm gonna cum," a pause then a grunting sound and him gasping, "God I'm cumming."

It sounded so exciting and it was me that had made it happen, that was the most arousing part.

I heard Adam's breathing slow so I asked, "Are you okay Adam?"

"Jesus Louise... yes... oh god that felt so good."

"I bet you've made a mess," I observed at which point I couldn't help laughing.

"Yes I have," and then he must have realised, "but you haven't cum."

"No, but I'm certainly on my way, I'll cum later in bed."

I must have sounded matter of fact and was not totally surprised when Adam said, "Let me hear you cum now."

There was a hesitation before he added, "Go on... please... you know you want to."

And I did want to, I could feel how damp I was.

"Just wait," I whispered.

I leant over and opened the drawer of my bedside table. Taking out my vibrator, my heart was beating out of my chest.

When I turned it on Adam knew exactly what was happening.

"Oh Louise, I so wish I was there... you're so bloody exciting... such a temptation... go on, do it... for me!"

And I did. I lay back, putting my phone on speaker and resting it on my stomach as I lay back on the pillows. I was wearing a skirt and I quickly pulled off my panties pressing the vibrator between my pussy lips and then into my very moist vagina.

I must have gasped because I heard Adam say something which was indistinguishable and then I was metaphorically gone. The vibrator always brought me off quicker than my fingers and I was on the edge anyway. It didn't take long.

"Oh god Adam, you made me do this!"