Married Mates (Closed for DanFS)

[BethJones]

Another night alone, this had become a common theme since the birth of her daughter. Steve worked every hour he could to support his family. When he did get a night off he collapsed in front of the football, barely waking long enough to drag himself upstairs.

Helen was now used to the nights alone, more so since the awkward conversation about her sexual needs. The conversation hadn’t gone as planned and as of yet the outcome of the discussion hadn’t produced anything to help with her sexual desires. Steve had known he was stuck, he needed to work the long hours to support his family, yet in doing so he put the very thing that was most important to him at risk, his family.

Aware that he couldn’t stop the work and conscious that he wanted Helen to stay, he had suggested finding someone to help her. Of course finding someone outside of there marriage for Helen to have sex with was far from easy. Neither felt comfortable inviting friends into the bedroom, not least because Helen worked as a teacher.

A few days after the conversation, Helen had arrived home to find Steve setting up a profile on Married Mates. The first step had been taken. DippyDancer’s profile was live.

‘I am: DippyDancer
I am: Female
Status: Married
Experience: Never Tried before
Meeting: Can’t accommodate, can travel
Seeking: Males
Enjoy: oral sex, straight sex
Location: UK
Age: 31
Height: 5’4
Build: slime, UK size 8/10
Assets: 34b
Smoker: No
Message: Hi, easy going, fun lady. Married with husband’s permission to play. Looking for guys to show me a good time. Interested drop me a message.’

No sooner had the ad gone live the inbox filled up. Despite not having any public pictures due to Helen’s job the messages continued to roll in. Over the next few days they added a few pictures to the private gallery, nothing too revealing and with the face completely masked.

Tonight was the first time Helen had really sat down to look, the inbox was overflowing. After clicking on a few messages, none of which interested her she headed into the chat room, curious about what would happen here.

 

[DanFS]

Vince Adams was bored.
He needed something different.
He had been dissatisfied with life since his graduation from Uni.
His girlfriend Linda, who he met at Uni was continually stressed out from her research work & didn't have much time for him.
When she did, the sex was uninspiring at best and formulaic at worst, like she couldn't wait for it to finish.
There was never any spontaneity any more, which he had hoped would improve, but now the hope was all but gone.

He decided to look online as he had heard good things about a website called 'Married Mates'.
The registration process was easy and before he knew it, he had created his profile.

Username: InVinceible in Uniform
I am: Male
Status: Separated
Experience: Never Tried before
Meeting: Can’t accommodate, can travel
Seeking: Married Women
Enjoy: Oral sex, straight sex, light bondage
Location: UK
Age: 22
Height: 6'0"
Build: Athletic, enjoys sport.
Assets: 44 inch chest, 32 inch waist
Smoker: No
Message: Separated – looking for no-strings fun with married women, who know what they want and aren't afraid to show a guy a good time.
Other Info: Blue eyes, brown hair (short). I work in support of the Military.

He added a few pics, which didn't really show his face clearly, one with him in his Army uniform, one in his workout shorts & sleeveless top, which he thought showed off his toned physique, and then one with him in a smart suit.

He quickly figured out how to search for 'matches' to his requirements.

He had narrowed it down to a choice of three:
NaughtyAngel - a blonde thirty year old from London, who seemed to like spanking & sex-in-bondage, which he thought was OK occasionally, but not for every time you made love.

BoredMama - a divorced Mother of three, in her forties, who was looking for another man in her life, by the looks of things.

DippyDancer - a woman, who had her husband's permission to play, in her early thirties. Her description left a little to the imagination, but she seemed nice enough and not a nutter, with a nice looking body, althoough the face was blurred out on the pics, which was reassured Vince she was someone who could probably be trusted.

After thinking carefully for a while, he wrote a private message to 'DippyDancer':

Hi there,
I saw your profile and you seem to be exactly what I'm looking for.
I don't want to deceive anyone, so the fact your husband approves of your search for online fun is a refreshing change to the usual people creeping around behind their partner's back.

I'm separated, so there wouldn't be any emotional fallout if we got together.

Look forward to hearing from you.
Regards,
Vince

 

[BethJones]

As Helen clicked into the chatroom, a message popped up in her inbox. Out of curiosity she clicked, reading the message. What impressed her most was this guy hadn't followed the usual young guy talk of asking for her exact measurements and offering to give her the fucking of her life. He was located in the UK, but by the looks of the pictures it was well away from where she lived.

Clicking on his profile, the pictures impressed her further still, tasteful clothed pictures, again not the usual close up shots of hard cock. The profile and pictures left something to the imagination, drawing Helen in slowly. She found herself attracted to the stranger, not her usual type. Her husband was ten years older than her, usually her taste was for the older man. This guy had something, something she couldn't describe.

Noticing that InVinceible in Uniform was online, she clicked replying to his message.

Hi InVinceible in Uniform,
Lovely to read a well written response. Although hubby agrees I still require complete discretion, I can't risk anyone finding out. Hope that is ok.

Look forward to hearing more from you.
DippyD,

The message was sent, now she had to wait. Helen slipped to the kitchen her heart pounded like a teenagers going on their first date. This was exciting, an excitement that had been missing from her marriage. She poured a small glass of red wine. She returned to the computer, checking constantly for a reply. Hoping he would reply.

 

[DanFS]

Vince looked at a few other profiles, while he was still logged in on the site, as Linda was out, again, comparing notes with Charles from the Office.
He had nothing else to do, and didn't feel like playing any more Call of Duty at the moment, so he cruised around the site.

After a few minutes, a reply popped up on his screen from DippyDancer, which surprised him, as he wasn't expecting to hear from her quite so soon.

He had to consider his reply carefully, as he didn't want to blow his chances.
After a few moments of deliberating whether he should play 'hard to get' or not, he typed his reply:

Hi DippyD,

Thanks for your quick reply.
I'm glad you liked my response to your post.
I was pleasantly surprised to hear from you so soon.
I completely understand you need complete discretion – that won't be a problem for me.
For the sake of anonymity, I would have to meet you somewhere where neither of us are known, to ensure our personal lives are not compromised in any way.

I must compliment you on your figure. You certainly seem to look after yourself!
I can understand you have deliberately hidden your face, to maintain your anonymity, so for now I would be content for you to be my 'mystery woman'.

IF you would like to talk, you could call me on my mobile, or I could call you, as I have a lot of free minutes saved up.
Please let me know if you want to do this.

Regards,
Vince

 

[BethJones]

Heart pounding harder and faster as the icon lit up showing a new message, then the deflation as it was just another guy showing pictures of his cock. Admittedly as cocks went it was a nice looking tool, just not how she wanted to start any marital affair. She followed a simple rule, if he shows his cock in every message he sends, he's just as likely to send pictures of his conquests to his friends.

Disappointment hanging heavy as Helen went to run a relaxing bath, fearing that what she had interpreted as a connection was a simple fantasy. Still curious she returned to the computer, the warm feeling of excitment blossomed in her belly as she noticed the message icon lit once again. There it was a message from Vince. The feeling blossomed, she was hooked. A slight blush at his compliment, unsure of the last time anyone complimented her.

Replying immediately,
'Hi Vince,
Thank you for getting back to me so quickly. I'd prefer a chat through here first, I just want to be certain about my choice.
Thank you for your kind words, I worked hard to regain my figure after the birth of our daughter, in the interests of honesty i must admit I do have a few fading streth marks and a little excess baby flab still.
What interests you? Hope to hear soon,
DippyD'

This would be the test, if he responded positivly to her baby flab and stretch marks, if he responded intellectually to a question about interests then this might go somewhere. Things so far had been almost too good, would he let himself down by rambling about his sexual interests so soon?

Helen was left to wonder as Vince had gone offline.

 

[DanFS]

Vince had left his keyboard to make a cup of tea, and returned seeing the icon blinking to let him know he had received a message.
It was from 'DippyD'.

He read her reply then formulated his own.

Hi DippyD,
Fading stretch marks and a little baby flab are badges of honour a woman wears to show that she has borne a child. They are to be celebrated, like a soldier with his medals.
As we grow older, these things shape us, into the characters we are.
I too, have a few scars – reminders of past happenings, victories on the sports field, or accidents in the pursuit of an adrenaline high in my teens.
I am proud of them.

As for what interests me, my tastes are diverse.
I enjoy some classical music; Antonio Vivaldi's Spring Suite is my favourite.

I like classic rock, too – Bon Jovi is always good for getting the feet tapping and my heart-rate up!

Films too – I like all sorts, over all genres.

What sort of music & films do you like?

I like to take care of myself, and competed in a triathlon last year. There is an element of sport, not just the competition but the self-improvement which appeals to me.

Regards,
Vince

 

[BethJones]

Helen headed upstairs to the bath that was waiting. Slowly she undressed, looking at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her fingers lightly caressed her fading stretch marks, lightly rubbing the baby flab that despite her best efforts still refused to go, wondering if she was right to have highlighted her imperfections so early on.

Easing into the warm water soothed her body, her mind still overworking the message she had sent. Still caught up on her stretch marks, her baby flab, would it put him off? As the water relaxed her she looked down at her pale, veiny, slightly sagging breasts. Reaching down she caressed her small breasts, her fingers lightly catching her now hard, pink nipples, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. Feeling an intense tingling feeling, the feeling she used to feel in the bedroom with Steve.

Her fingers were warm and wet after being in the soapy water, she lightly rubbed her nipples, the warmth reminding her of the times Steve had used to lap and suck on her nipples, teasing her. She imagined a warm wet tongue once again lashing her sensitive nipple, a low gasp escaping her lips as her hand slowly edged over her stomach, heading for her pink, throbbing clit.

Just as her head dropped back and her eyes closed, the fantasy was abruptly ended. The familiar sound echoed through the house, “Hi Sweety, I’m home... What’s for dinner, I’m starving.” Steve’s return ended the fantasy as Helen quickly dried and redressed, before serving the slightly over cooked lasagne from the oven. His smile still melted her, she adored him. She knew she could never leave him, for all his faults she loved him.

It was nearly a week before Helen had time to check onto Married Mates. Vince had been far from her mind as work had been hectic. The message icon was lit, she carefully searched through the 20 or so messages to find the one she was looking for. Vince had replied, it appeared almost instantly to her last message. She hoped the delay would not have dampened his enthusiasm.

As she read she was more than impressed, no mention of sex, no indication he was a sex starved maniac looking to use and abuse her. She butterflies filled her stomach as she read on. The triathlon impressed her, obviously a guy with stamina. She hoped that the stamina transferred to the bedroom, Steve would usually be over in less than 15 minutes these days often leaving her wanting just a little more.

Thinking first she composed her reply.
‘Hi Vince,
Great to hear from you, sorry for the delay work has been hectic. Hope you are well and still interested.
You sound a very active person, I enjoy playing netball and I’m on a local team. I’m thinking about running a half marathon, although I’m not sure when I’ll find time to train.
I enjoy a good chick flick and action films with interesting male leads.
My music taste is not as refined as yours I am afraid. These days I’m pretty clued up on nursery rhymes and cheesy children’s pop.’
She stopped typing a moment as the familiar tingle returned to her body, she thought back to last week in the bath, knowing that it was Vince that she was dreaming of, she wondered how forward she should be, should she admit to her inner fantasy or was it too soon? Despite only a few messages she felt like she knew Vince well.
Continuing her message,
‘I would love to chat a bit more, maybe in the chat room? I find our chats very stimulating.
Chat soon,
DippyD’
She clicked send and hoped he would be online soon.

 

[DanFS]

Vince had stayed logged on for a while, hoping for another message from 'DippyD'. Alas, it didn't come.
Maybe she had other family stuff to do, he thought.

After a while, he logged onto a porn site he had frequented in the past, and after a minute or two of looking at young nubile girls giving enthusiastic blowjobs & handjobs, he clicked on the 'Moms' section, where he found himself gravitating towards a scene with a woman who seemed quite similar to DippyD's description of herself, but with blonde hair (as he didn't know what her hair colour was).

What captivated him was her body, she had obviously borne at least one child, and her maturity and authority she gave the scene as she told the young stud sharing the screen with her what to do was enthralling.
How he admired her lithe legs, slight baby tummy, and traces of stretch marks on the backs of her thighs, barely visible through the black sheer stockings she wore. Her black satin corset held up her 38D boobs admirably, and they jiggled as she pushed the young stud back onto the bed, where she rolled alongside him and demanded her give her pussy a good tongue-lashing.
After a few minutes of this, Vince realised, his hand had gravitated to his crotch, and he was stroking himself through his jeans. He realised he was going to be alone tonight, so he just unzipped and carried on stroking, his eyes glued to the screen.
At the end of the scene, he came, and couldn't remember the last time he had cum so hard!

After cleaning himself up, he jumped in the shower and then fell into bed.

His life for the next few days followed almost the same pattern:
Get up, go to work, come home, eat dinner, log onto Married Mates, upon seeing there was no message from anyone, he prepared for work the following day, then showered and went to bed. His life was wholly unsatisfying. A couple of days he went for a run straight after work, but he found himself wondering what 'DippyD' was really like.

On the Friday, he repeated that cycle again, but this time, when he logged on, there was a message from 'DippyD', which he read carefully.

He was impressed she played netball, as he had watched a few games, and it could be quite a fast sport, you certainly needed great coordination to be a good player. The fact she was also considering doing a half marathon was interesting. Training for something like that was easier with a partner; shame she didn't live close by.

He was surprised she liked action films as well as chick flicks, that was an unusual mix, in his experience. This woman was sounding better & better!
He laughed aloud at her comments about music, guessing that she probably didn't have much choice when she had a youngster to entertain. His sister was in the same situation, so he understood about characters like Peppa Pig, Rosie & the Tweenies.

He then considered his reply. He didn't want to come over too keen, or he might seem desperate, but he felt a connection with this woman, whatever her name was, he would only know her as 'DippyD' for now.

He typed:

Hi DippyD,

Thanks for your reply.
I hope you're doing well & had a good week.
My week was so slow! I'm glad it's the weekend!

I'm still interested , if you are!

I am pretty active, training for my next Triathlon, so I have lots of energy, which I could put to good use!
He had to let her know he was being cheeky. (Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained, after all)

If you want to chat, and are able I'll be online after 9pm tonight, being a Friday, and I don't fancy going out drinking alone. I'd rather spend time with a special woman, and chat about our mutual interests. I can enjoy a beer while we chat.

Hey - maybe you could drink something your end, then I won't be drinking alone, either?!

Hope to hear from you soon.

Vince
x

He thought the kiss after his sig was a little presumptuous, but he did feel a connection with her, and wanted her to know it.

 

[BethJones]

After sending the message, Helen had received the phone call she had hoped she wouldn’t get. The bottle of wine surplus to requirements, the meal warming in the oven, yet again Steve had been called to work. Helen had the whole evening planned, a nice meal, a few glasses of wine, cuddles on the sofa while ‘Dirty Dancing’ played on the TV and then maybe even a bit of bedroom fun to end the evening. She had even arranged for their daughter to stay at her gran’s and even bought some new underwear.

Of course they needed the money, there was no way Steve could turn down the work. Disappointed, Helen headed to the dining table, took out the laptop and logged into Married Mates. The discovery of the message from Vince turned the disappointment into excitement, glancing at the time Vince would be online soon.

Pouring a large glass of red wine, Helen’s heart raced, nervous about just chatting to Vince. She hoped she would impress him. She hadn’t felt like this since the day she met Steve. She waited, watching carefully for a sign that Vince was online. It came, she logged into the chat room, she sent an invite to private chat. Would he accept?

In the invite she wrote her reply to his message hoping to entice him.
'Hi, You won't be drinking alone tonight, I have a whole bottle of red to get through as my plans have been changed tonight, hope you are free, DippyD'

The next few minutes were intense, waiting to see if he was there, if he would accept.

 

[DanFS]

Vince had come back in from training, and after a shower, he just dressed in a pair of track bottoms and a sleeveless T shirt, then settled down in front of the laptop, with a sandwich & a beer.

He logged onto his emails, no surprises there.

Then he logged into Married Mates, and was pleasantly surprised to see a message from 'DippyD'.
He would have guessed on a Friday she would be doing something with her husband!

As he read, he could feel her disappointment, but when she said he wouldn't be drinking alone, his heart skipped a beat.

He clicked on her invite for a private chat – and then clicked the 'accept' button.

Then he sat back to wait and see what would happen next.

Another window opened, displaying her Username & icon, so he typed "Hello".

Followed by "How are you?"

Then he waited...

 

[BethJones]

The reponse came quicker than she had expected. Helen smiled as she began to type.

"All good here, a romantic evening for one. Red wine, nice food and dirty dancing, what more could a girl want!" She replied as she sipped at the wine, glancing at her glass and noticing that already she had managed to drink hlaf a glass.

No problem she thought as she looked at the bottle stood in the kitchen. "So how are you? Why would an attractive guy like you be all alone on a Friday night?" she clicked send before thinking about how forward the message was.

As Helen began to relax, she let her hair fall down around her face, the reddy brown hair cascading over her shoulders. She knew she should be taking the time alone to catch up on the mountains of paperwork still waiting, yet sitting here and relaxing seemed a much better option.

 

[DanFS]

Vince's reply:


Hi DippyD,

Red wine, nice food & dirty dancing?
I hope I get to show you the 'Time of Your Life', sooner or later

I love that film. Patrick Swayze broke the mould as an action star who could dance, sing, he could do it all (I'm not jealous, at all )

Would you be my Baby?

Sorry - enough of the cheesy lines - I couldn't resist!

As to how come I'm alone on a Friday night?
In my profile I said I was separated. I might as well be.
Well, when I see my soon to be ex-GF, I'm going to tell her.

We met at Uni and hit it off, but as soon as she got a Research job after graduation, it's like I don't even exist.

I see her one day out of five, if I'm lucky.
She even works most weekends, and she has been spending a lot of time with her Research Director, and when I ask what he does with her, she clams up. She won't talk about it - she shuts me out, and I've had enough.

I decided to join Married Mates, to see a woman with experience, who knows what she wants, and isn't afraid to ask (or demand) it!

Sorry to unload upon you, but I feel a real connection with you.

....and I have a six pack of beers


I hope you don't mind?

 

[BethJones]

From the corner of her baby blue eyes, helen could see the mountain of work. She caught herself being tempted towards it as the familiar 'bing' came from the computer, another message had arrived.

She wriggeled on the hard wooden dining chair, feeling she had been seated here too long she took the laptop and snuggled into the cosy couch. Feet wrapped beneath her, glass of red in one hand and the laptop carefully balanced allowing her to type one handed. As she read the message the familiar lines 'out of my league' came from the TV, hopefully not a sign.

As Helen read through the message she wondered if Vince was going to be disappointed, experience was not one of the characteristics she would boast about. She had met Steve at the age of 21, having only had one other relationship. Her sexual experiences rested with three men, none of whom had been adventurous, nor shown her anything beyond the usual missionary and doggy style.

'Vince,
Best to be clear now, I am in no way a hungry cougar out for as much cock as I can get, my sexual experience is limited. I'm here as even my most basic needs are not met. I neeed to feel loved, cherished and wanted. '

She stopped typing momentarily maybe the wine had gone to her head as she thought carefully about what to write next. Her lack of body esteem grew, not wanting to face a prospective lover only to have him decline because of what she percieved as a lack of figure.

'I realise also taht as of yet you haven't seen what lays beneath my clothes. Your kind words previously filled me with confidence, however I think it fair to share a glimpse to allow you to see what you are getting. I propose sharing a glimpse on webcam, allowing you to be certain tat i am what you want. An innocent older woman, with saggy bits and baby flab.

What do you think??
Dippy D'

The message was sent, Helen poured another glass of wine awaiting Vince's response.

 

[DanFS]

Vince was surprised she mentioned a glimpse on webcam, but he wanted, no needed, to see her. It would be interesting to see where this might lead.

He thought for a moment then typed his reply:

Hi DippyD,

Thanks for your reply.
I appreciate your candour. We have very similar needs, as you will see from my last post, my own basic needs are not being met either!

I hadn't imagined you as a cougar, but I'm sure you have a developed sense of style many younger women lack.

I would welcome a peek beneath your clothes.

I also have a webcam, and would be willing to reciprocate, if you like

Regards,
Vince
x

Vince had added the 'kiss' as an afterthought, in an attempt to show his solidarity and affection for this woman, who he wanted to get to know better.

 

[BethJones]

Helen had surprised herself, the thought of revealing herself to a stranger excited her a little, yet filled her with dread. What if he didn't like what he saw? What if he lost interest? What if...? the list could go on. Then it dawned on her, the biggest and most scary of her what if's? What if he knew her?

Quickly, Helen read back through Vince's profile. His location was over 100 miles away from her, surely he couldn't know her. She couldn't take a chance. Helen remembered the mask she had worn at a masked charity ball she had attended with Steve, it was a delicate mask, which truly disguised her, even those who knew her well had struggled to identify her.

After slipping the mask on, she cautiously positioned her camera to prevent her face being seen, she knew the mask should be enough but wasn't taking a chance. This could easily turn into career suicide if the person at the other end knew her.

Heart pounding faster, she switched on the webcam. This whole situation filled her with nerves, she was more nervous than she had ever been on a first date, yet in theory this should be so much easier. The camera was soon being shared with Vince.

Helen was seated on the large green leather couch, curled up in the corner. She hadn't bothered to change out of her work clothes, as she was having an evening alone she was happy to be a bit of a slob. She was wearing a pair of black ankle socks, black leggings, a navy blue mid thigh dress with a small v neckline which revealed nothing of her body beneath, yet gave more than enough of an indication of the beauty beneath.

The invitation was quickly accepted and soon Vince was sharing his camera with her.

 

[DanFS]

Vince started his webcam, and was pleasantly surprised by the vision that greeted him.
He was surprised for a moment by the masquerade mask she wore, but he understood the need for anonymity.
He knew she could see him as well, as he sat in his sleeveless Tee & track bottoms.

"Well hello!" He typed as he smiled into the camera. "Nice to see you!"

He followed it up with:
"Sorry about earlier, but I feel I can talk to you, and like you, my needs aren't being met."

He couldn't help but think there was something vaguely familiar about her, but the thought remained just out of reach...

He then typed:
"We agreed to give each other a glimpse of what was on offer. Would it be easier for you if I went first?"

He was trying to be a gentleman, realising that the pressure was on her, and wanting her to be encouraged to share.

Part of him also knew that once he had shared, it would be more difficult for her to back out, and he wanted to see her in the flesh.

 

[BethJones]

Helen gulped hard. This was already a lot further than she had ever planned to go. The website up until now had been a fantasy. Now it was turning real. As she sat nervously, she looked over Vince. It was a pleasant sight; she looked and looked, even in his clothes she could tell he looked after himself. In the whole of her marriage she hadn't looked at another man, but now she was sat wondering what it would be like to be with him. To feel him inside her.

Maybe it was the wine, but she felt herself growing in arousal. She felt an attraction to Vince. She wanted him now.

Her hear pounded as she looked him over, would he still feel the same way when he had seen her body? She wasn't going to prolong her lust by letting him show only for him to disappear as soon as he saw her. Taking the lead Helen slowly slipped off her dress, standing in a blue bra and her leggings. She didn’t look for a reaction; instead she slipped the leggings down. Her heart beat faster, her self consciousness resurfaced as she sat back on the couch.

Vince’s camera was still running, so he hadn’t run away. She felt relieved that her small ring of baby flab and the fading stretch marks hadn’t scared him away. Beneath the mask she smiled as she realised Vince was still there, still there and typing a response.

 

[DanFS]

Vince couldn't believe his luck when she slipped off her dress and then peeled off her leggings. She had gorgeous legs!
As she sat back down in a pair of tiny panties, and a sexy bra, his eyes drank her in.
OK, she had a small 'baby pouch' as he thought of it, but he couldn't really see any stretch marks, on the cam.
'She was fucking fit!' He thought to himself.
Then he realised she would be waiting for him to show his appreciation.

He typed "Wow – you are a vision of beauty. If you were here right now I'd".

He paused, and thought about it.
Did he want to put her in that position?
What if she said no and shut her cam off?
Then he decided that was unlikely as she had already stripped down to her underwear.

He then completed the sentence:
"ravage you senseless!"

After a moment's pause to make sure he had typed what he intended, he stripped off his T shirt, showing his taut muscular upper body, then asked her:
"Do you want to see more of me?"

It was obvious what he was asking, but he wanted her to want him too…

 

[BethJones]

Helen blushed as Vince commented on her beauty. She couldn't remember when a man last gave her such a compliment. It was nice to be appreciated, especially as Vince was the first man other than her husband to have seen her post birth body.

The fact he was still there was enough, the comment just made her feel even more special.
"Thank You," she typed slowly.

Helen bit her lip as she watched Vince slip out of his clothes, her finger ran down the computer screen as she imagined feeling his hot, muscular body. Her heart raced as she watched the younger guy stripping for her.

"I'd love to see more." she typed slowly, shocked at what she was asking, yet feeling the excitement grow. She watched in anticipation.

 

[DanFS]

Vince watched the characters slowly appear on his screen, with glee.
"I'd love to see more." she typed slowly, before hitting the [Enter] key, and submitting it for his perusal.

He was thinking 'Act Cool!', but he was nervous, even though he considered himself confident and not a bad looking guy, really.

He slowly peeled off his track bottoms, and stood back in just his tight, black cotton/lycra trunks, which didn't leave much to the imagination, as they supported and outlined his growing package quite clearly on his screen.

He wasn't small by any means, and now felt strangely comfortable revealing himself like this to her, even though, in reality he barely knew her.

After a moment's pause he typed:
"Do I measure up to your expectations?"

 

[BethJones]

Helen looked on in awe as the young man at the other end of the camera slowly slipped off his track bottoms. The tight black lycra material came into view, it was obvious these were his trunks, but it wasn't until he stood up again that the size of his cock became apparent. At firts Helen was unsure as to whether this was his true size or if he had hidden something in his truks to make him look more pronounced. Surely he wouldn't trick her like that?

She soon dismissed any idea of visual trickery. Slowly she ran her finger over the screen, imagining what it would be like to touch his cock in the flesh. As she ran her finger over the screen she was almost certain his bulge twitched.

Typing slowly, "WOW!" what else could she write, her she was presented with a perfectly formed young man. Steve had never looked this good, it had been more of an intellectual connection. Her concern now was not her body, but more if she could please this young stud.

"You look amazing," she typed feeling she needed to expand on her initial comment. What was even more amazing was his bulge seemed to still be growing as her eyes watched. she started to type, intrigued by the size of the therobbing bulge, "How big is it?" she asked wondering how it compared to Steve.

 

[DanFS]

Vince read her typed words:
"Wow!"

Followed by "You look amazing."

He wasn't quite sure how to play the next part.
After all, it wasn't like he had a plan when he logged on!

It was obvious 'DippyD', whoever she really was liked him, seemingly as much as he liked her.
For a slightly older woman, she was hot!
Okay, he could tell she had had at least one child, but if anything that made him want her more.
Her figure was spectacular, and until now, he had never considered himself vain, but he now found he wanted her to admire him as much as he did her.

When he read her question of how big was it, he decided then, when he stood again, he would strip for her.
No warning, no other preamble, just strip off his underwear and show himself off, and what she had done to him, to get him into his current condition.

After a deep breath, he stood, and slowly slid his trunks down, revealing his hardness to her.
On screen, he could see the bottom half of his torso, with his defined abs, and his hard cock, standing up straight, with his firm balls sat below for her to see.

He then typed "How big do you think it is? Is this big enough for you?"

He took a long swig of his beer, to calm his nerves.

 

[BethJones]

It was clear immediately that Vince was far better blessed in the cock department than Steve. Helen wasn’t overly experienced, although she had made love to a man with a cock larger than Steve’s in her university days, it didn’t compare to what she was presented with now.

“You are certainly blessed,” Helen typed slowly her eyes fixed on his long hard cock. She watched as he throbbed, still growing. Her breathing a little laboured as her thoughts turned to having him, to feeling him. Without thinking, her hand had slipped between her legs, her fingers lightly tracing her slit through the tight material of her blue panties.

Then she caught a glimpse of her self in the corner of the screen realising she had been rubbing herself. Instinctively she cut off the cam. How could she do that? What was she thinking? Her mind raced, she wanted Vince more than ever, but she was ashamed. Steve may have agreed to this, but it still felt wrong.

Helen huddled into a small ball, thinking about her actions, guilt gripped her tightly. She could see the screen flashing away with apologies from Vince for going too far, hoping not to have upset her. Of course he hadn’t upset her, she had upset herself. It was the fact that she wanted to have him here and now, she wanted him to be stood in front of her; she wanted to truly appreciate his body. To let him do things to her that Steve hadn’t done for months.

Taking a deep breath and wiping the tears from her pale face, she started to type, hoping her little drama hadn’t been too much for Vince. “So sorry,” she began “I just scared myself, I wanted you more than anything else, dare I say more than my husband...” she stopped to think briefly before hitting enter. She didn’t wait for a reply she continued to type, “You area great guy, great body, great personality and from what I have seen a great cock.” She took a sip of wine as she continued to type, “You excite me, the feeling scared me, no other man has excited me like you since I married my husband, I want you to pleasure me, I need to meet you in the flesh.”

Now all she could do was wait.

 

[DanFS]

He couldn't believe what he was seeing!
Her other ahnd was moving below her waist, that he could not see.
Was she rubbing herself, unbidden, whilst chatting to him - this was more than he could have ever hoped for!

Vince was worried at first when her cam shut off.
He really thought he had blown it.
Then the window showed she was tying something.
“So sorry,” she began “I just scared myself, I wanted you more than anything else, dare I say more than my husband...”

After a short pause she followed it with:
“You are a great guy, great body, great personality and from what I have seen a great cock.”

He started to type "Thank You - I think you are amazing too!"
Then he noticed she was still typing and wanted to see what else she had to say.
He saw she needed some more wine, and took her cue to take a long pull on his can of lager, and when he looked at the screen again saw “You excite me, the feeling scared me, no other man has excited me like you since I married my husband, I want you to pleasure me, I need to meet you in the flesh.”

'Bloody Hell!' he thought.

Vince swallowed, nervously and then typed:
You said you were in Liverpool, so am I at present. In Old Swan.

Where are you?

 

[BethJones]

"Where are you? The words seemed to fill the screen, especially when she realised that he wasn't far from her. Helen's eyes then fell on the two bags packed by the door, the hotel reservation on top. She had resigned herself to a night stuck at home rather than the night in a hotel that had been planned.

Helen looked at the time, too late to catch the show at the Echo Arena, but still plenty of time to check in at the Hard Days Night. The Beatles themed hotel had been booked at a speacial treat for Helen and Steve, given Steve's fascination with their music. The hotel enjoyed a city centre location, although a fair walk from the arena the countless bars and restaurants made it a great base.

The flutters in her chest made Helen wonder if she should go for this, she felt vulnerable, yet in need. She picked up her phone, forgetting her microphone was still on.

Three rings and Steve answered, a short conversation folllowed. Essentially Helen needed to hear Steve give permission for what could happen tonight. He agreed.

Biting her lip, Helen typed nervously. "Could you meet me in town? I have a room at the Hard Days Night." Her hear pounded as she awaited his response, hoping he would agree.