Yikes, I said, quickly clicking the Next button. I felt bad judging the visitors so harshly, but it wasn't much different from other dating apps. If you didn't feel the chemistry right away, everybody just moved on.
After a few seconds, a new image filled the sender window. This time an older woman sat in front of her computer with her elbows propped up on her desk. Deep folds of flesh hung from her neck and upper chest as she peered sadly into the screen.
Wow, I thought. These online forums really bring out the lonely girls.
I toggled through the list of online visitors until an image appeared showing a younger girl sitting cross-legged on her bed, wearing a tight V-neck sweater. Her breasts were full and plump, and although her face was partially hidden off-screen, I could tell from the downiness of her bare legs in a mid-thigh skirt that she was considerably younger than me. I parted my legs unconsciously as my pussy throbbed in excitement.
Finally. A sexy girl who wants an authentic online chat.
ASL? I typed, wanting to be sure she was of legal age. The last thing I needed was to have the police breaking down my door for engaging a minor in online sex.
19, curious, Houston, she typed. You?
Nineteen? She barely looked of age. I'd have to vet her more carefully if things went much further.
I paused for a moment, wondering how I wanted to present myself. I didn't want to scare her away by revealing my true age if she was looking to hook up with someone younger. But she had to lean at least a little bit toward girls if she'd engaged me this far.
28, bi, Milwaukee, I stretched the facts on all three aspects.
She paused for a moment holding her hand over her computer keyboard, then the video screen suddenly went blank and a new visitor came online.
Touché, I thought. I guess this works both ways. My fellow online surfers can be just as rash and judgmental as me when it comes to who they find attractive.
Obviously. I hadn't measured up in her eyes. But had I been too old, not the right sexual orientation, or was it my body she didn't like?
I peered at my image in my webcam feed and looked at my tightly-bound boobs wrapped up in my bathrobe. I'd been slouching a bit, and the heavy terrycloth robe wasn't doing much justice to the shape of my bosom. I spread the lapels of my robe a few inches apart and lifted my chest. My ample cleavage shone through the opening, revealing the roundness of my breasts.
That looks better, I smiled, nodding at the sexy reflection. If this doesn't hook them, I'm really losing my mojo.
The next visitor appeared to be another young girl seated on a chair in front of her computer. She only showed the lower half of her face, but from her tight skin and smooth neck muscles, she looked to be in her late teens or early twenties. Her tight T-shirt had a wishbone-shaped "C" emblem on the front. In the background, two small double beds sat on either side of her small room.
Hi, I typed, deciding to take a more measured approach with this new visitor. What brings you to this crazy place so late at night?
Just bored I guess, she responded.
Me too, I said. This is my first time doing something like this. I'm used to meeting people the old-fashioned way.
Boys or girls? she typed.
It was obvious that she was fishing. I had no idea what the right answer was, so I decided to play it safe.
Both, I guess. But I prefer girls. How about you?
I like boys... she typed. But lately I've been finding myself unusually attracted to my dorm mate.
Oh, I said, happy to hear she tilted both ways. Where do you go to school?
University of Chicago.
My heart skipped a beat when I realized how close she was to me in the real world.
What are you studying? I said, trying to steady my nervous hand as I typed.
I'm enrolled in the BA program, so right now it's mostly liberal arts. I'm just in my first year, so I haven't really decided on my major yet. I'm thinking maybe Communications...
She's barely eighteen! I thought. My pussy throbbed at the thought of uncovering more of this pretty co-ed.
What kind of career were you thinking of?