I opened my chatroom to send a follow-up message and got comfortable, sitting on my bed in tight black shorts and an oversized sports jersey from a random team I couldn’t name.
Ash.luv:Need someone to face-fuck me :(
Honestly, I was desperate for a hot dick in my mouth, but I wasn’t one to let some guy take me home. Still, nights like this made me want to be sexually open. I craved a man throwing me on the bed and having his way with me. Of course, it was all just fantasy.
I only liked the idea of it if the guy was hot and not some creep. Which, unfortunately, probably described most of my fanbase.
My chatroom lit up.
Jaced.95:Send your address, and I’ll tie you to the bed and teach you how to suck dick properly.
A shiver ran down my spine. My slim hand drifted to caress my inner thigh. I snapped a quick picture of what I was doing, just enough to tease, not show. It captured me lying on the bed, jersey hanging loose, black shorts bunched around my knees. My inbox immediately flooded with gifts and money.
Horny losers. I let out an exasperated huff when I saw I’d received a $25 gift; an animated heart with an arrow. Score. Now I could get takeout later or maybe even a green casino chip. Honestly, half the fun was taking money from strangers online. The other half was fulfilling my dirty little fantasies.
More members joined the chat.
xDeax:Sexy little fuck. Take it off. Show us that tight ass.
HotRobin4:Bet you’d love nothing more than to be fucked by a real man.
Then there was Kaleb.
I sat up a little straighter. He usually wasn’t active on Thursdays.
Kaleb privately messaged you.
Kaleb:Hello, bambi.
Always with thebambi.What the hell did that even mean? Was it because I looked innocent? I leaned back on my bed, forgetting about the others.
Ash.luv:Hey baby. Miss me?
I bit my lip.
Kaleb is typing…
I waited.
And waited.
The longer I waited, the more irritated I got.
He was always like this, and it grated on me. Did he not understand how valuable my time was?
I huffed again, out of self-preservation.
Kaleb:I wouldn’t be messaging you if I didn’t.
Kaleb:Did you get the care package I sent you?
I bit my lip. Always so serious. I grabbed one of the large shirts he’d sent me. It smelled amazing. It was oversized, but I loved using it to sleep in. He’d also sent chocolates and a cute necklace.
I took a picture of my neckline, the delicate gold necklace withBabyon full display.
Ash.luv:Ofc I got it. Thank you, sir.
I smiled at my message. I felt giddy waiting for his reply, which was weird. I loved a sexy chat with a horny stranger who sent me stuff, but Kaleb felt different. Real...ish. Like he wasn’t just trying to get off. Or maybe that was just the hopeless romantic in me, refusing to accept that my life was nowhere near that stage.
