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It started on r/sexstories. You wrote a hot story, it got my pussy wet. I had to leave a opinion to show my appreciation. You slid into my messages saying you would give me more. I liked the sound of that, so I agreed to listen to your stories but that being in a monogamous long-term relationship it will be my partner who reaps them advantages. This suits you and me, cause what girl doesn’t want wanking material.
Furnished with the nitty gritty details of your sexploits I cum several times. You are such a naughty man… my pulsating pussy starts to crave you and your dominant touch. I want to be one of the characters in your stories being railed into whichever space you have managed to bend them over in.
Since the first stories, we have talked daily. I hate to admit you are right but if I open Reddit and there isn’t a little orange circle with a number next to the speech bubble my heart sinks a little. I want you to want me. I want your cock to be bursting at the seams at the wondered of me.
We have never seen one another, there have been some leg shots exchanged. Little breadcrumbs as to who we are in the real world but nothing substantial. We could literally walk past one another on the street and be completely unaware it is us. Yet the wondered of your faceless form fucking me still makes me wet and I am craving it more and more. We distribute porn links and interests, each day I am that little more interested in finding you and riding you.
I think I am addicted, I send more and more risqué photos to you. Today I sent you a picture of my thick dildo still stretching out my tight bald pussy from behind nestled in beside my peachy arse cheeks. I shat out and deleted it before you saw and just described the scene. After all I haven’t seen your dick, why would I give you all the good stuff without a little for myself. I only got a single orange circle for that, sad.
I hear about your dates as I try to pump you for more stories, it’s my bid to keep you in my life for as long as efficient. You have no idea how jealous I am and how much I wish it was my slit being tongued and not your bumble date.
Maybe we will meet one day who knows … although given how much you know how to turn me on it could be very dangerous and potentially fatal for my current relationship. For now I am content wanking myself silly to the wondered of you but I can already feel myself craving more. Longing for you to cram your cock onto my juicy cunt, ravage it, feeling the slap of you from behind. A girl can only dream.
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This situation is definitely dangerous in a relationship. I had an online Dom for a little while and we met through an erotica Facebook group. Once I got with my current partner, I cut all sexual ties. I know he still wants things, and in the beginning, my partner was okay with my continuing to have an online Dom. It was my choice to cut things off, plus my partner and I have found a relationship dynamic that works. I can barely keep up on one relationship and a few close friendships, let alone online relationships or relationships of any other kind.