He: What's a little harmless cuddling between two consenting cuddlers?
Something inside of me melted when I read it.
A piece of resistance to letting myself be loved again fell away as I let myself want that cuddle so adorably offered.
Last night, just a few days after that flirty little invitation I had the first of what I know is not the last one hour orgasm... a physical echo that held my body in ecstasy while I sat quietly on the couch. It just didn’t want to stop.
Those playful words started it all.
I hadn’t touched myself, spoken to anyone or watched any porn...even the always fabulous erotica created by women for women. No, all this happened from a text conversation.
I found a website that offers hookups to people looking for sexual partners but in a very classy way. No in your face sexuality at all. Discrete and inviting. Women are free and men purchase credits to connect with women members. Consenting adults, right?
It is a red hot sizzling turn-on to text with an eager to please lover, especially to one who is texting from a thousand miles away.
Waves of crazy anticipatory chemistry knowing your partner is with you in real time and all about your pleasure. Holy Crap.
I was contacted by men nearly immediately on the site and the very first one brought me the precious gift of an hour long orgasmic paradise.
He was not the only one involved though...
Here is why I was on the hookup site in the first place.
I am killer attracted to a man who is not right for me right now. I can barely resist him. I know he is interested and seems to care about me beyond how good we could be physicall. I am just not in a position to be having sex with anybody right now. In person sex, at least.
Seeing this man turns me on fast and because he is not available, I am left with pounding desire and no where to take it. Twenty years ago, I would have gotten into the car, said "Screw his wife and family!" and met up with him in some clandestine rendevous.
Refusing to give in to the temptation, I found myself on google looking for erotic chat partners. That's how I found the hook up website. That first night, Mr. FunInOhio was texting me on line in a private chat room.
He was detailing what he wanted to be doing with me. While he was fun and friendly and his texts were creative, it was only mildly hot. I say mildly because he had me naked immediately and was acting as if I was already aroused and ready for that.
He, like many male sexters I meet, skipped right over the all important Setting The Stage Step and was out of sync with my desire.
But, when I imagined it was my unavailable guy who was tapping out what he wanted to do with me… the cuddler mentioned above, something changed. Fantasizing that my crush was on the other side of the computer melted me in a way that led me to climax again and again and yes, again. I was completely alone in the experience physically but my if-only lover's energy was all around and over me.