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The Chat Delusion
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The Chat Delusion I wonder how many people now have pen pals…gone are the days of writing, posting and receiving letters and building relationships for finding love, sex and lust. I indulged in it for a while in the 90’s, and will write about those exciting experiences and the unfulfilled desires they left in their wake some other time… With technology moving at this mind<b> numbing </font></b>pace, it is now possible to see every nook and corner of people’s lives, in their bedrooms, bathrooms and everywhere else. Webcams are thus popular devices for instant gratification. The next generation devices could be the ‘feelies’ that Aldous Huxley was talking about in his Brave New World. In The Age of Spiritual Machines, Ray Kurzweil talks about them as well. However, I will maintain that a simple textual chat has it own place for me. In many ways, words can convey far greater subtleties and nuances, which cam users can miss when they charge in like bulls looking for instant satiation. For your pleasure, sample these portions of a simple word chat I had with a 24 year old plump looking Indian woman (as I could gather from her photograph) on Yahoo! chat a few days ago. After several unsuccessful attempts with ever eager cam users, I found her. After the usual introductions, we got straight to the point: ‘She: I like dirty and painful sex…can you do it?’ ‘Me: Ok…you kneel down on your fours first and let me do what I want…’ ‘She: Ok…’ ‘Me: I’m spreading the fat cheeks of your bum and am now rubbing my nose against your bum hole…’ ‘She: hmmm…’ ‘Me: I wanna lick your asshole, you bitch!’ ‘She: Go on, do it…’ ‘Me: You smell great. I love the smell of your bum hole and your piss and your sweat.’ ‘She: Spank me! Hit me hard! Use me like a dustbin!’ ‘Me: Yes, yessss!’ And then I wrote: ‘I’m spanking your plump bum cheeks. Look! They are becoming red! Let me knead and pinch them without mercy, you ! Let me tear them, you randi! Let me scratch them…!’ Some minutes passed thus. I spread those fat cheeks even more in my imagination. Her bum hole opened up further, showing her pink flesh. I went into a frenzy and tongue-fucked her ass, gasping for breath as she madly thrust towards my face and arched her back. Moans escaped her lips. The pungent smell of her sex wafted above through her cheeks. I still hadn’t touched her pussy which was hidden in a mass of black hair… ‘She: Fuck my pussy, master! Ride me from the back...!’ ‘Me: Wait! Let me slap your bum again. I’ll tear it now! I’m now sliding my fingers along your wet crack, and feeling your clit…now, let me pinch it between my thumb and forefinger...how does it feel? I wanna feel your piss on my face, you b…’ My cock had become wet and had assumed huge proportions by then, and I furiously rubbed it with my left hand inside my underwear even as I tried to type as fast as I could with my right. Suddenly, she went off line, just as we were both beginning to climb mount improbable…I waited, sweating. After a couple of minutes, she messaged me saying that she was not in a position to chat any longer. I stopped the rubbing and looked for another chat partner…Now that I have become a member of Adult Dating zone, I’d love to see members on their cams. Still, the written word has power, beauty, and can incite the deepest urges within…right? |
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