I have a big crush on him. He is Italian American and is really hot! We started talking and first we were cordial. Few days after, he started talking about sex. He then offered to give me pictures of his cock. Curious and waiting with anticipation, I started imagining him kissing me. When I received the pictures, my imagination went a little wilder-I STARTED IMAGINING HIM HAVING SEX WITH ME.

His dick is long and thick. All 9 inches of glory and I begin to wonder, if I will have the chance to at least hold his stiff friend. Talking freely and openly about his manhood, he started talking sexy or shall I say dirty online.  

I must admit, I liked it. Despite our distance and our situation he managed to stimulate not only my imagination, but also my womanhood. His detailed description of what he was gonna do to me if we saw each other, was enough to make me moist and wanting to touch myself.

He asked me if I was touching myself and I had to deny, maybe because I was ashamed to let him know that yes, I started touching myself while typing. I only relaxed a bit and confessed to what I was doing when he said he was imagining me while stroking his dick right at that moment.

He typed endlessly, describing to me what he was doing, painting the picture of me giving him the head and how he started to undress me and ultimately lick me. My fingers went wild, so much wetness, so much pleasure..that night was my first cum online.

When I started chatting and got exposed to the crazy world of the internet, I was fascinated by how much progress we've accomplished in this era. We connect faster and we get to talk to a lot of people worldwide. Information abounding,resources are endless and one might think that nothing can outdo what the internet has contibuted so far.

My fascination became an inquisition of the many things I've ben exposed and introduced to. Most especially cyber sex. Yes, I am still fascinated at how a lot of people can actually "have sex", reach orgasm by typing.  I've always wondered why people would broadcast and show themselves jacking and getting off. It was too much for me in the begining. Scandalous even.

Years later and I am still watching, but less shocked and more and more curious.

They come in different shapes, colors and diferent "trips".  My fascination turned into a bit of an obsession. This obsession has turned into bold and willing participation. Thus..the secrets.  

Secrets because these people seem normal. Some in a relationship, succesful in their career, handsome and stable. They live a double life, and this curiosity is driving me more and more into their dark world.

 Can one be flirty and innocent at heart? Or can one be an effective seductress and be an entire persona altogether?

Secrets..some very dark secrets..I wish to share..but can you keep secrets?