Shameful Desires 1 (Dark Erotica Over 18 Onl...
My finger hovers over the button, am I really going to do this?
My breathing picks up, it's starting again, I already know it's going to turn out like last time and the time before that and every night since the first night I got up the courage to write down my deepest darkest needs.
I created my profile on this website over three years ago and almost everyday since I have typed these exact same words into the chat box, with this longing burning inside me, consuming my every heartbeat,. But I don't hit enter.
Just moments ago my fingers were flying over the keyboard trying get my shameful desire written down so I can finally hit enter, so I can finally see if someone out there will make my deepest desire come true.
But just like every other time I finish writing, my finger freezes in mid air, never pressing that button.
I'm waiting on her, just like I have been every night for almost three long torturous years. I'm waiting on her to tell me what she want's. What she needs.
I first saw her profile on this site, like me she visits every night.
I noticed her because she was typing, almost every night it said user is typing and I waited, I simply said 'User Typing', so I waited to see what her words would be.
But her words never came.
The box would disappear as if was never there, as if I was imaging it. She's frightened.
I watched her picture every night as she typed, desperate for her words to light up my screen and every night she would type them but never show them to me. And every night I became more and more obsessed with her.
I saw her in the same rooms I visited, saw her watching the the same videos I watched and every time my cock exploded with a pleasure I had never known possible. Did she touch herself too?
I think I know what she wants but she has to tell me. I need her word's before I can give her what she needs, what we both need.