A Cyber-Awakening
Keywords: A, Cyber-Awakening,
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"This story is based partially on an online chat I had once with a real person, who will remain nameless for the sake of privacy, when I was back in college. The woman in the story showed me a new side to myself and my sexuality that I had never known existed until I met her online. I will be forever grateful to her for taking me under her wing, showing me a new world, and opening my mind forever."
I was sitting at my computer in the dorms. My roommate was going to be gone for another couple of hours at least, since his girlfriend from back in our hometown was visiting and they had gone out to catch dinner and a movie. I had just gotten back to the room, finished up all my work, and the dorm seemed pretty empty, so I decided to lock the door and log on to a sex chat site I hadn't visited for a long time.
So I know what you're thinking – why get on a sex chat site when I was at a university full of young, hot women? Well, the girl who had been flirting with me was out at some sorority meeting and none of the guys next door that I usually cause trouble with were around to back me up today. I figured, why not check the chat site out, even though I hadn't been to the website in a while. Really, there was no need, considering how many beautiful girls there were in college . . . but for some reason, I chose to log on that night, and it changed my life forever . . .
My login name was nothing special, one of those typical names that tried to take advantage of the fact that I was a young and virile college guy and that I figured most women would go for that sort of thing (pretty naïve of me to think so, but I was in college!). I just hung out in the lounge, randomly chatting with the regulars and checking my email at the same time. I didn't really figure I would have any luck, as it seemed that the ratio of guys to girls on the chat site was not in my favor, plus most people seemed to be busy already.
Suddenly, this canary yellow private message popped up unexpectedly, from someone called "Hiti."
""Hi"." A nice, simple beginning . . .
"Hi. How are you?" – I replied to her.
""I'm good. You?""
"I'm okay, just hanging out here for a while. It's been a boring day."
I took a look at Hiti's profile. I had no idea what "Hiti" meant – for some reason, I thought maybe it was a drink or something . . . no, that's a Mai Tai. . . . In any case, her profile told me that she was a 28 year old woman from Italy, and said "looking for younger guys" in her description, but not much else. Well, whoever she was, I figured that I might be able to have some fun tonight after all if she was really into younger guys!
""How old are you?""
"19. Is that okay?"
There was a brief pause.
""It's perrrfect."" Thank goodness.
"I'm glad, Miss."
""I like younger boys. I'm 28.""
"Well then, I'm happy to be a younger boy." I meant it – I'd always had a thing for women just a little older than me. I didn't really like being called a "boy," but somehow when she said it, it didn't really rub me the wrong way. Felt strangely appropriate. Who knows why.
""Where are you? What do you look like?""
"I'm in NC, in the U.S. I'm 5'9", 160, fit, golden brown eyes, jet black hair."
""Mmm, that's nice. I'm in Italy. I'm 5'8", 135, brown eyes, long black hair, 36c. People say I'm cute.""
"Wow, you sound really beautiful." Yeah, good line buddy, real creative, I thought to myself. At least I hadn't said 'a/s/l' – had to give me credit for that!
""Thank you. You're sweet, baby. Are you alone?""
"Yes, for right now, my roommate's gone."
""Mmmm, I wish you were here, baby. We could spend some time together.""
"Wow, that would be nice." She sounded really hot . . . of course, what did I know.
""You could be my boyfriend, we would have so much fun, we could go see everything there is to see here. You could stay at my place, if you didn't mind my sister being around.""
"That sounds like a lot of fun. I don't think I'd mind living in Italy for a while!"
""Mmmm, she might even join in with us. You are sure it's okay that I'm older than you?""
"Yeah! You sound absolutely gorgeous. I'm just glad that you are fine with me being younger!"
""I like the fact that you're young. It means you are still more open-minded than most.""
Hmm, I thought to myself. She sounds like she's one of those kinky types. Surprise surprise, at a sex chat site! A forum for open-minded people.
"So, what brings you here?" I wasn't being very creative tonight . . . I kicked myself for not even being able to come up with snappy lines even at a chat site.
""I just wanted to meet someone nice like you. Have you been to Italy before?""
"I went once with some friends, it was really nice. I wish I was there where you were now though."
""I wish so too. It would be nice. I could let you stay in my bedroom. Do you think you could visit?""
"No, I wish I could, but I don't really have the money."
""Oh, I wish I could meet a nice boy like you sometime soon.""
We talked for a while about random things; she mentioned how close she was to her family, I talked about college, and we both felt pretty comfortable talking to each other after about a half an hour.
""You are so much fun to talk with, baby.""
"You're pretty cool yourself, Hiti! I wish I had met you before."
There was another pause.
""Would you like to be with an older woman?""
Would I? Did she have to ask?!? "I think that would be nice . . ."
""I wish so badly that we could be together. But, I have to tell you something first. You have to promise to stay.""
"Why would I not want to?"
""Please promise.""
"Okay, I promise." A little weird, but she had been so cool up to this point that I didn't really care . . .
""I'm not like other women.""
"What do you mean?"
I didn't really get to find out at that point, as she began to type in a fury and her messages came fast, one after another.
""Mmmm, baby, I want to kiss you so bad . . .""
"Oh please, you know I do too, Miss."
""We would roll our tongues around in each other's mouths, we embrace, hold each other tight.""
"I feel your luscious breasts laying against my chest."
""I would set you down on a chair, as I started to dance in front of you, slowly, seductively. I begin to strip off my blouse, and you can see my tits fall out in front of you.""
"I take your tits and massage them with my hands, taking the right one and licking around the nipple with my tongue, sucking the nipple into my mouth and playing with it in my mouth, as I gently roll and cup the other."
""Mmmm, you are so good baby.""
"I run my tongue around your breast in circles, between your tits, everywhere."
""I push you back against the chair, and I run my leg up your thighs until I brush against your cock still inside your pants.""
"When you touch me, I moan softly in response . . ."
""I begin to strip off my skirt, doing a lapdance in front of you, do you like that?""
"Yes Miss, I do, please don't stop."
""I am in nothing but my panties, and I stop and lean down in front of you and stare into your eyes. I undo your belt and strip off your pants, then tell you to take off your underwear.""
"I do as you say, taking off my underwear and sitting back into the seat. My cock jumps out, throbbing and hard."
""Such a good boy. Mmmmm, you have a nice cock. A nice, boyish young cock. I lean into you between your legs and start to suck on it. Licking my tongue all around your cock and balls.""
"Unnnghh, I groan and put my hands lightly on your head." As we chatted, I furiously started stroking my cock in front of the computer.
""I take you completely in my mouth, and I feel you hitting the back of my throat. I want to suck down all of your cum, will you cum for me baby? Are you touching yourself?""
"Yes, please, I just want to cum for you. I'm touching myself. Please let me cum in your mouth . . ." I was stroking myself off hard and without abandon. Whatever she said to me at this point would just make me hotter . . .
""Then, I stand up. I take off my panties so you can see me completely naked. And in between my legs, look closer . . .""
"I look at you like you tell me to, looking between your legs . . ." I played along, although I was sore that she had just stopped with the oral play all of a sudden.
""What do you see, baby?""
"I see . . .?" I didn't know what she was getting at . . . but then, just before she said what she was going to say, I sensed it . . . she was talking about . . .
""A cock. You see my 7 inch uncut cock in front of you, hard and right in front of your face.""
I was in shock. I stopped what I was doing, and just stared at the computer screen. She has a cock? I thought to myself. Even though it felt like a surprise, somehow, I had guessed what she was going to say before she said it though . . . and, what was more surprising, is that my cock gave a slight, almost imperceptible, but strong twitch when she typed the word and it appeared on my computer. Even though I had stopped touching it. What was going on with me? She had a cock, and I was still hard? I was straight. It must have been something else, I must have just been excited already and it had built up inside of me . . . yeah, that was it . . .
"A . . . a cock? But how . . .?" I asked.
""I'm a transsexual. Or a shemale, if you have heard of that. Baby, I want you so bad, please don't let this stop us. I trust you and know that you are open-minded enough to accept this and be okay with it. You know that I will make it okay for you, but you don't have to continue if you don't want to.""
I didn't know what to tell her. I just froze when she told me she had a cock, and everything in my mind told me to stop, that it wasn't right, that I was straight and that this wasn't something I wanted to do. But my body seemed to hint otherwise. My cock was still hard, hard as a rock, and twitching everytime I saw something typed on the computer by this mysterious woman, Hiti. Or, transgendered woman, that is.
Suddenly, I heard the door being unlocked to the room.
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Keywords: A, Cyber-Awakening,