Chat Room Love

Chat Room Love Chat Room Love

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Details

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Read. It.

Summary

Read. It.

Content

Submitted: February 16, 2013

A A A | A A A

Content

Submitted: February 16, 2013

A A A

A A A


 

I smiled and looked down at my iPod screen, typing in “Hi :D”.
“Hello. How are you?”
“Good :3 nd u?”
“Fine, I guess. Kinda tired.”
“Same :D”
“So, we still up for today?”
I giggled and typed in, “yeah :D”. I met Ty a few months before today, and ever since then I’d had a huge crush on him, even though I had a boyfriend. But Ty paid more attention to me, and seemed to care more. I’d never cheat on my boyfriend though, ever. “So I’ll see you in two hours?”
“Yeah J”
“Ok then, bye.”
I pressed the lock button and fell back into my bed. I was ecstatic. I couldn’t wait to see him, to…
I heard the doorbell ring. I hopped out of bed and ran down the hallway, but stopped in front of the door. I slowly walked over to the alarm, and punched in the code. I then opened the door and was taken aback. Ty stood there, smiling and waving. I opened the screen door, shocked as anything. “Hey there!” He said enthusiastically, wrapping his arms around me and squeezed, hard. “Oh, um, hi.” I said. I’d never even talked to him on the phone before. I’d never met him before, either. “Can I come inside?” He let go and looked down at me. I was 5’2, he was what, 5’11? “S-sure.” I stepped to the side. He walked in and looked around. “Nice.” He struggled up the stairs that led to the living room. He must’ve been at least 400 pounds, if that. As he reached the last step, I began to follow. “So. What ya wanna do?” He sat on the couch and looked at me. “Well, I thought you were coming later, so… I don’t exactly know. Video games, I guess.” He struggled from up from the couch. “Sounds fun. Lead me to thy lair.” He said, saluting me. I giggled. “This way.” I walked down the hallway and turned into my room. I sat on the bed and started to look around for my second controller, then I remembered I left it at my dad’s house. “Dammit, sorry, I only have one controller.” I said, leaning back. “It’s fine. I have a better idea, anyways.” He sat on my bed, and I felt myself falling into the middle. “Come here,” He said, pulling his shirt down. I inched closer.
“Closer.”
A little more.
“Closer.”
Just a tad bit more?
“Oh my god.”
He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me as close as I could possibly be. “Now that’s good.” He said. I looked up. He smiled down at me and kissed my forehead. “What are you doing?” I said, squirming a little, trying to pull out of his grip unnoticeably. “Nothing.” He said, pulling me in further. “I just want to hold you for a bit, is that okay?” I looked down. “That’s fine, I guess.” I mumbled, lying my head on his chest. “Good girl.” He said, kissing my head.
 
 
We sat there for what seemed like hours. I was extremely uncomfortable, and I thought if this was considered cheating. “You’re doing it unwillingly,” I thought, “so it probably isn’t.” He suddenly let go and leaned backward. “Thanks, I needed that.” He smiled at me and grabbed my arm. “Lay on me. I wanna do something.” I gulped and thought about telling him to leave. Before this, he told me I was too young for him, and that we were solely friends. Maybe he was testing me. I laid my body down on him so that my face was directly above his. He smiled. “Good.” He wrapped his arms around me and sat up, then looked me dead in the eye. “I need to tell you something that I’ve been holding back for quite a while now,” he said, his attitude turning serious. “What’s that?” I said, trying to sound collected. “I…I love you.” He looked dazed, but before I could respond, he pressed his lips against mine. I stared straight forward. His eyes were closed, but they opened after a few seconds, not wide though. I hate to admit it, but it felt amazing. He was a great kisser. His lips were soft, and he didn’t have bad breath at all. I eventually gave in and closed my eyes. He pulled away a few times to catch his breath, but he pushed back every time. After a while, I began to kiss back, to lighten my chances of him letting go. He didn’t, though, we just began to kiss more violently, and a kiss began to turn into a full-on makeout session. He pinned me to my bed and finally let go. I stared at him, breathing heavily. I wanted to cry, I felt terribly violated, but I didn’t want to show fear. “I love you so much.” He said, biting his lip and staring into my eyes. “Do you love me?” He asked, leaning down slowly. He began to kiss my neck. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I felt tears stream down my cheeks. “Why are you crying?” He whispered into my ear, “I haven’t even begun yet.” I squeezed my eyes shut and opened my mouth to scream, but again, nothing came out. I laid there, under his tremendous weight, being kissed and caressed. “I really do love you, I hope you know that.” He said, “I’m not just doing this for sex.” I began crying hard then, screaming and squirming. I kicked as hard as I could, but he was too heavy. I screamed as loud as I could, but I knew my sister was out of town and my mom was out on business. “Shh, now. Calm down.” He smiled and looked at me. “It’s fine.” He kissed me softly again, this time slipping his tongue into my mouth. I cried out, but he just pressed down harder.
 
“Stop these hysterics, Lana.” He smiled. “We’re going to make love now.” I screamed again, trying to pull my arms out of his grip. “Stop that.” He said, squeezing my arms harder. “This could be painless, you know, if you at least tried to enjoy it.” He laughed and sat up, letting my hands free. “Don’t try to escape, or I’ll hurt you. You don’t want that, do you?” I shook my head. “Good.” He began to unbutton his pants, and I closed my eyes and turned my head to the side. I heard a zipper unzip, and he stood up on my bed. I heard clothes hit the floor, and I cringed. “Open your eyes, dear.” I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. “Okay, fine.” He sighed and I felt my jeans become loose. I felt him slowly pull them off, along with my underwear. I cried out and pushed my legs together, scared to death. “Shh, now, lift your arms.” I reluctantly put my arms up, and I felt the cold air of my room slowly begin to cradle my torso. I gulped as I felt my shirt come up over my head and hit the floor. I arched my back, and I felt his arms wrap around me. He began to toy with my bra strap, and after a few minutes, I felt it come undone. I started to sob then, as I heard that hit the ground, as well. “Mmm.” He said, and I felt his hands caress my breasts. I cried harder, grabbing onto my bed sheets. “Spread your legs.” He squeezed my right breast and I squealed. “That wasn’t a question. Do it.” He said. I slowly pulled my legs apart. I was so upset at this point that I couldn’t cry anymore. “Good girl.” He rubbed my crotch slowly. “Somebody’s wet.” I opened my eyes then, for some reason. He hovered over me, grinning. I stared into his eyes the whole time, refusing to look down. Suddenly, I felt something go into me. I was shocked for a second, it all happened fast. “You’re so tight.” He groaned, pushing his pelvis into mine. I moaned. It felt amazing, I have to admit it. After a few minutes, I began to enjoy it. “Faster, please…” I found myself screaming, grabbing his shoulders and snapping my head back and forth. “See, you’re enjoying this.” He smiled and slammed his penis into me. I arched my back and screamed. He did the same thing over and over, only it got faster. “Oh, god!” He yelled, clenching his jaw and pounding into me. Suddenly, he stopped, his penis still in me. I felt something warm squirt into me. I didn’t know what is was at first. Then I came to a realization. “Sorry, I couldn’t pull it out. It felt too good.” He pulled away, and I looked down. White fluid oozed out of my vagina. “You…you…” I stuttered. “Well, I have to go. We had fun, now, didn’t we?” He smiled. “Good this I have your address. I’ll be back later.” He quickly put his clothes on and ran out of my room. “Bye!” He yelled, and I heard the door slam shut. I sat there, dazed. “Last time I invite anyone I met on a chat room over.” I muttered, standing up and putting my clothes on.
 


© Copyright 2017 badromancerighter. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Other Content by badromancerighter