The Monster

[Sir_Roger]

So here I was, Damon Davidson, 29 year old accountant, posting on a people looking for sex site.

It was hard to believe I know, but it was true. And all because of my cock.
OK, most guys want a giant cock, a fat fucking machine, that goes forever. Well, I had one, and so far it had been a fucking disaster.

I had been married up until 6 months ago, but my wife could not handle it. It took fucking ages to get her pussy relaxed enough to take it all, and oral?
She could only manage the head, and even that was a struggle.
In the ass? Forget it, she would not even discuss it. She said I should join that Monster Cock site, and make some money out of it. That was just before she left, and divorced me.

If only it were that simple though, but Mom and Dad would just die. Dad is a preacher, and the shame would just be too much for him. Can you see what I mean, Preachers son a porno star!!!!!!
No fucking way. And that, is why I am here, on this sex site, posting this message, and hoping for a reply.
Here goes then.

29 yr old male, 6 foot, very well hung, seeking accomodating lady.
Must be very accomodating in all areas.
Seeking discreet relationship.
Can travel, but have own home, professional man, non-smoker.

Send PM if interested, with photo if possible.
Thank you
Monsterman

 

[Sir_Roger]

The female character will be played by Delicious Maiden.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Her hand moved idylly her attention only half caught as the mouse moved scrolling through the websites.
"… same old … same old … "
Her eyebrows raised and she clicked on a link, the lewd picture merely glanced as she sighed in boredom and hit all the little crosses to delete the windows that had been amassing on her screen.
And then she halted. She hadn't seen this link before.
She dragged the windows across and deleted the remaining still uncertain just where it had come from. With only the slightest of hesitations, she saved it to her favourites and moved her hand carefully to double click.

MONSTER COCK SITE !!

The headline flashed as she relaxed to a smile.

Yeah right … she could imagine all those puny little saddos sat there pretending to be well hung … still … she had nothing better to do …
And so she clicked … and then again … her interest being drawn by the various forums.. message boards … and photo galleries …

That could NOT be real … she mused … that wasn't even possible … surely the photos has been … touched up …
She grinned and moved to the message boards.
Certainly she had never seen anything like that … in the flesh so to speak!

And then she saw it:

29 yr old male, 6 foot, very well hung, seeking accomodating lady.
Must be very accomodating in all areas.
Seeking discreet relationship.
Can travel, but have own home, professional man, non-smoker.

Send PM if interested, with photo if possible.
Thank you
Monsterman

Perhaps it was because he described himself as professional … perhaps it was that he was obviously seeking something real time … but she found herself reading the Personal Ad and wondering …

He must be married … wanting to play away …. Probably kids on the scene … he could be some fat late middle aged guy rather than the 6 ft hunk he described himself as … still … the message was controlled ... polite ... suggested someone with education ... with class ...

She hesitated and then clicked a button and began to type.

Curious but Cautious Lady …
Stumbled across Forum … seeks discrete enlightenment …
PM only …

She sat back and surveyed the short message. Not bad, she considered. Surely it was too boring to tempt the real perverts or even the business guy who had made her imagination start to run riot. Still…. It could be the start of some interesting online chat or even email… and she needed something to amuse her …

Quickly she clicked the button to select a pseudonym and typed the nom de plume to the end of her message.

Classy Lady

Then clicked to post.

If the message was less that enticing, then that name was bound to make her seem more than unobtainable, she considered not without irritation at herself for choosing a persona that was so … safe … as her eyes strayed back to the message posted by "Monsterman" above ...

 

[Sir_Roger]

The moment that I arrived home, I logged on, and checked my personal messages folder on the big cock site. But sadly, there was nothing.
Maybe my original posting had been off-putting in some way? Even so, I was not going to change it, too many alreayd said things like MASSIVE cock, and all that crap, I was not going there.

Trying to hide my disappointment, I went to the new members section of the forums.
Scrolling down the new names and bios, almost not seeing them, if the truth be known, I was not that motivated, just disappointed really.

Then, one caught my eye.......

Curious but Cautious Lady …
Stumbled across Forum … seeks discrete enlightenment …
PM only …

Classy Lady

"Curious, but cautious?"

Yes, I understood that, so many so called big cocks were not I guessed. And I could understand her her stumbling across this place, while looking at porn. I mean, it happens!

"Seeking discreet enlightenment" that was not to dis-similar to me wanting a discreet relationship. And her name attracted me also.
I decided that I would send a PM, telling her about myself, and see what, if anything, became of it.

Hello Classy Lady,
May I introduce myself please?
My name is Damon, and I note that we are in the same county.
I am a 29 year old divorced architect, seeking fun, and possibly more.
The reason that I am divorced, is that my wife could not cope with my personal assets.
As you have posted here, I am hoping that this is not true in your case, and that you can handle large objects, anywhere.

Should you respond to this, and/or require proof, or a photo, then I will take a picture of my appendage, against a background of any page of your choosing, from todays ssue of The Times.
Hoping for a swift response
yours truly
Damon aka Monsterman.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Events took over ... the next day seemed to go rapidly ... it wasn't that sh
e was short of things to do ... it's just that her daily routine lacked anything really .... stimulating ....
It was around 6 pm when she logged on intending to browse the sight once more. She had not expected any messages based on her rather ... tame ... post .. much less one from the business type guy whose message had really prompted her to register on this site.


Hello Classy Lady,
May I introduce myself please?
My name is Damon, and I note that we are in the same county.
I am a 29 year old divorced architect, seeking fun, and possibly more.

The tone was conversational, friendly … she had obviously been right .. perhaps the nickname, like hers was just a cover.

The reason that I am divorced, is that my wife could not cope with my personal assets.
As you have posted here, I am hoping that this is not true in your case, and that you can handle large objects, anywhere.

She read and re-read. The meaning was clear. "Personal assets" had to mean his cock … and as for "handling large objects … anywhere"…!?!/
Damon had not held back from speaking his mind that was for sure!

Should you respond to this, and/or require proof, or a photo, then I will take a picture of my appendage, against a background of any page of your choosing, from todays ssue of USA Today.
Hoping for a swift response
yours truly
Damon aka Monsterman.

She laughed then imagining a picture of a cock set off in front of a newspaper!
It was too bizarre for words … and of course she would never …
She flushed. He was so sure of himself … and confident that he could "prove" the quality of the assets he had mentioned.

But what to do …?
She clicked the reply button.

Hi Damon,

Photo is not necessary. I'll take your word as far as your assets are concerned!
There are so many "visuals" around here - once you've seen one … you've seen 'am all right?

She paused remembering that this message was private, so she could risk being honest with him at least …


I'm not sure how I should reply to your … other comments.
I really only just stumbled on this site … and though ... interested .. I have no experience with … sizeable assets … but I guess a girl has to have ambitions some time..?

MMmmm… NOT letting my mind go there!!


She smiled as she wrote it … admitting to herself that the idea of a massive cock certainly wasn't a turn off!

I hope you find your "discrete encounter" … we can all use some fun in our lives… and even more …

Classy Lady

She clicked and sat back with a sigh.

Her own "situation" was slightly more … complicated … than his …
There was a time when security had seemed a priority … but right now … a bit of risk … a bit of excitement … was becoming a more and more appealing idea …

 

[Sir_Roger]

I was absolutely delighted to find a reply in my message box, and opened it eagerly.

Hi Damon,

Photo is not necessary. I'll take your word as far as your assets are concerned!
There are so many "visuals" around here - once you've seen one … you've seen 'am all right?

I could not argue with classy ladies logic, I realised, "a big cock is a big cock is a big cock", being the phrase that came to mind.


I'm not sure how I should reply to your … other comments.
I really only just stumbled on this site … and though ... interested .. I have no experience with … sizeable assets … but I guess a girl has to have ambitions some time..?

MMmmm… NOT letting my mind go there!!

I smiled, certain now that I had her full attention, and hopeful of more.
I read on

I hope you find your "discrete encounter" … we can all use some fun in our lives… and even more …

Classy Lady

And that was it, the big let down. I was for a moment a little depressed, and turned off my monitor, to think.
Where had I gone wrong?
Had something that I had said put her off?
Then I started to think about my own expectations.
Did I really expect a woman, a classy woman, as her name implied to come running round here, and spread her legs for me?
After one short message?
Not at all I realised, to do so would be stupid. But?
What now though?

Well! I would at least do Classy Lady the honour of replying, and thanking her.
Turning on my monitor, I clicked reply, and started to type.

My dear Classy lady,
I thank you for your response to my message on the forum.
I will be honest with you though, I was a little disappointed, but maybe my expectations were wrong
.
This is the first time that I have ever done anyhting like this. On a site such as this one, and amazingly, I even find it all somewhat of an embarassment.
I do fully understand your apprehension towards me, but, as you do seem to be a very nice person, might I suggest that we converse, in this medium?

I promise not to pry into your personal circumstances, but, can we at least be friends my dear lady?
Regards
Damon.

I was not sure, or even confident that she would respond again. But, nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I clicked the send button.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Dinner done, she sat and poured herself a glass of icy wine.
With a sigh she eyed the laptop. She shouldn't go there, she knew, but …

My dear Classy lady,
I thank you for your response to my message on the forum.

He had written again and she couldn't help but find herself reading on with anticipation.

I will be honest with you though, I was a little disappointed, but maybe my expectations were wrong.
This is the first time that I have ever done anything like this. On a site such as this one, and amazingly, I even find it all somewhat of an embarassment.

Her attention was fully caught now. The MONSTER COCK out for a fuck image seemed to have been cast aside temporarily and amazingly he seemed as uncertain as herself about searching for … something … on such websites.

I do fully understand your apprehension towards me, but, as you do seem to be a very nice person, might I suggest that we converse, in this medium?

I promise not to pry into your personal circumstances, but, can we at least be friends my dear lady?
Regards
Damon.

She smiled.
He could not know if she were a "nice person", no more could she could know that of him.
Nice people didn't frequent websites like this … but then again … just because something was missing from that real time didn't make anyone "bad".
Even as she was reasoning with herself she clicked the reply button.

Hello Damon,

It was lovely to receive your message.
I'm sorry I disappointed you.

We all have our fantasies, but so often real life prevents us pursuing those temptations we are told we "should not" indulge in ….
Perhaps you are braver than me?
It's one thing to know you're searching for something, but a massive leap to know what it is and have the courage to pursue it.

I'd love to converse with you on here.
It will be fun to have a "friend" with "added dimensions" …

She giggled as she signed the message. Her mind wandering to the pictures that had flitted in and out of her consciousness since she first considered what it would be like to …

Hope to hear from you again …

She wrote to distract herself …

Classy Lady

She hesitated, then added …

Aka: Maxine …

And pressed SEND …

 

[Sir_Roger]

I was delighted when i heard the tome, for it meant that I had a new message, and I opened it straight away.

Hello Damon,

It was lovely to receive your message.
I'm sorry I disappointed you.

We all have our fantasies, but so often real life prevents us pursuing those temptations we are told we "should not" indulge in ….
Perhaps you are braver than me?
It's one thing to know you're searching for something, but a massive leap to know what it is and have the courage to pursue it.

I'd love to converse with you on here.
It will be fun to have a "friend" with "added dimensions" ...

Hope to hear from you again …
Classy Lady

Aka: Maxine …

If nothing else, Claasy Lady aka Maxine, had me smiling.
For two reasons, one obviously was the fact that she did reply, and the other? I knew that the phrase "added dimensions" was going to become a byword with us. And that did not bother me, indeed, it was good, or so I hoped.

The question now was, how to reply? She was obviously a refined lady, but,she also, like myself had needs. Otherwise, she would never have been looking at the site where we had met. You did not go there, and leave a bio by accident. I decided to throw caution to the winds, and just got forit, and I started to type.

"Thank you Maxine,
And may I say how delighted I am to meet you.
Also, how amused I was to again see the phrase, "added dimensions", I think that it is entirely possible, that this phrase will become very well used on here.
I am actually smiling now by the way.

Of course such things are not always a benefit, as I found out in my University days. Being more than once left sitting alone in the back of my car, with my hands full and my trousers down.

But that is life I guess, we all have our cross to bear dont we? Or so it is said.
My father is a preacher, and when I married my, wife was a virgin, unbelievable I know, but true. Her father was the rector in our church.
Anyway, what I had not realised was that her being of such a small stature, my err, attributes, would cause a problem, or two.
To cut a long story short, eventually she found a more amenable person to suit her needs.
There was no bitterness, just sorrow.
Anyway, thats enough about me, what do you do Maxine? In the way of work I mean?
If it is too personal, that is fine by the way. I just thought that it would be a good point to start.
Thats all for now Classy lady,
please write back soon
regards
Damon

I read it through, twice.
the ending was crap, but, for some reason I felt too flustered to change it, and I just hit send instead.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

The screen was minimized when the sound indicated she'd gotten another message.
She glanced up from the TV that had been distracting her and saw that it was from Damon. Pleasantly surprised by his prompt reply she clicked.

Thank you Maxine,
And may I say how delighted I am to meet you.
Also, how amused I was to again see the phrase, "added dimensions", I think that it is entirely possible, that this phrase will become very well use on here.
I am actually smiling now by the way.

Maxine smiled at the double entendre that he had obviously picked up.
It was a phrase they both understood, yet seemed less … crude somehow …

Of course such things are not always a benefit, as I found out in my University days. Being more than once left sitting alone in the back of my car, with my hands full and my trousers down.

Maxine's eyes widened at the picture he painted. His .. proportions … obviously had caused him problems … even in his Uni days … somehow the down side of being so large had never really been clear to her until now.

But that is life I guess, we all have our cross to bear dont we? Or so it is said.
My father is a preacher, and when I married my, wife was a virgin, unbelievable I know, but true. Her father was the rector in our church.
Anyway, what I had not realised was that her being of such a small stature, my err, attributes, would cause a problem, or two.
To cut a long story short, eventually she found a more amenable person to suit her needs.
There was no bitterness, just sorrow.

She found herself accepting the boast about his "size" as fact. She felt sympathy for the burden his cock size had caused him. It was a revelation … yet … if he was so massive … surely the feminine form was … adaptable … enough to accommodate him?
Not that that was a fact she knew much about … or wanted to ... she told hreself.

Anyway, thats enough about me, what do you do Maxine? In the way of work I mean?
If it is too personal, that is fine by the way. I just thought that it would be a good point to start.
Thats all for now Classy lady,
please write back soon
regards
Damon

Maxine clicked the reply button and hesitated, forming the words in her head, before finally just going for it and typing whatever came to mind.



Hello Damon,

Sites like this seem to promote those "added dimensions". I had no idea of the problems that could be caused. Then again … Preacher father and virgin wife .. well … it's not an easy way to start in life I imagine …

My life followed the reverse path … late teens and early 20s were my … experimental time … but since hitting 25 I seem to have reached sexual stagnation…. !

As to your question … I don't mind answering you, though it won't give you much insight to me I'm afraid. Right now I don't really do much at all … considering my options … officially, but in truth I just seem to be stuck in a "comfort zone" that is deadly boring.

Strange how you start out in life eager to get out there and see and do everything … then somehow you wake up one day and find yourself stuck in a routine and at a loss as to how to dig yourself out …

More than enough of that! Sorry … Didn't mean to bore you with my woes.
It's felt like a long evening … and … sometimes looking at websites like this doesn't really help …

If I haven't totally bored you, I hope you'll write back.
Take care!
Maxine x

She viewed the message. It wasn't exactly what she'd intended to write ... but he'd been honest with her ... and if she were finally honest with herself, her personal situation was beginning to get to her.

"Dammit … "

The expletive though mild gave vent to her frustration.
She clicked the button not caring to edit her words.
She didn't know him and really it didn't matter what he thought of her.
But for once she had faced up to what was really bugging her, why she wasted time with increasing frequency surfing sites like this one.

She was only 27, yet she felt as if she were buried in middle age already.
She sighed and looked around the plush apartment and then smiled despite herself.
Thinking back to the antics of her college days really didn't help when she was in this kind of mood.

She'd swap all this right now to be flat on her back on a grubby sofa in a shoddy bedsit, getting screwed into the soft upholstery.
She groaned at the vivid memory of several such hot events, then adjusted it in her imagination to become the fantasy of a monster cock fucking her roughly as she struggled to take it …

"Oh my God…."

And now, instead of just being lonely and fed up she was horny as hell!

Definitely cold shower time …. !

 

[Sir_Roger]

I was up early, and sitting at my computer even before the kettle had boiled. And that is not like me, my morning cup of tea is my life. But I really wanted to see, on the cock site, if I had a message from Maxine?

Thankfully I did, and I opened it in a flash, and read it once, and then twice more..

I nodded to myself in agreement, the boredom, breing stuck in a rut. I knew exaclty what she was saying, and, what she was afaraid of as well. It would be easy to take a step in the wrong direction, especially for a female. I decided to reply, there and then.


My dear Maxine,
Thank you for the reply, and no my dear, you did not bore me at all.
The good thing is that we are both "consenting adults", as the phrase goes, and that we can discuss adult matters quite openly, and freely.

I hope that I did not mislead you about my youth though. I did of course meet some err accomodating young ladies. But of course, the frantic casual sex of our teen years, is not exactly a stable platform, upon which to build a relationship. And I do know what you mean about sexual stagnation, at times it feels like I am in a sexual wasteland myself.

The Americans, who else? Often talk about people they have sex with, on a regular basis, just for the sex, with no emotional attachment. I believe they call them "fuck buddies". My own thoughts on such arrangements, are that they are fraught with danger, especially if one of the participants is married. But from what I have read , it works well for some. I would prefer a more stable reason, than just wanting to get off though.
Oh dear, I should not discuss sexual matters, while wearing only a bathrobe, if you get my drift.
I am quite literally laughing here love.

Oh yes, another thing, I am wondering about the security on this site, considering the subject matter in our messages.
I am not sure what you use for e mail, or even a messenger service. Personally I use Hotmail.com, and MSN, my name for both being damondotd,

It is just a thought Maxine, transferring our conversations to e mail. And maybe even chatting in real time, on MSN. That though, is your decision dear Maxine. And now my dear, I need to shower, and get ready for work. Although, for reasons that you may well understand, showering may take a while.
I will check my e mail as soon as I get in tonight , around 6.30 I would think.
Bye for now
hugs and kisses
Damon.

J sat back, and looked down, there it was, sticking out like a rod of iron, begging for attention. "Oh Maxine" I thought, "where are you when I need you?"

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Maxine wasn't sure what she had expected in response to her last communication with Damon, but as she scanned the message, she realised that it hadn't been this …

Somehow they had cut through the façade of the site on which they'd met and seemed to have risked sharing some of themselves and it seemed, judging by the reply, found some common … frustrations.

She smiled at the idea of his arousal and the need for a shower. His response seemed to exactly mirror her own dilemma the night before.

She glanced at the clock and saw it was 6 pm already.
She hesitated over the reply button, her eyes straying once more to the final paragraph which held his MSN and email ID.
She had never intended to follow up any contact made on a site like that with email or much less real time chat … but … she had not expected to find anyone like him. For some reason they seemed to have progressed past porn and merely getting off. Somehow they had been able to be more open about their experiences and even if she had only hinted at her arousal at the idea of a man so generously endowed, he had been very open about his own needs.

Perhaps email wouldn't be too much of a jump. After all she could always block his email address if for any reason she decided she did not want to receive further messages. Still uncertain, she hesitated, then opened up her hotmail and added Damon to her contacts.

Reading the message again, Maxine noted it was now quarter past 6. She clicked to create a message and started to write.

Hi Damon,

I hadn't really thought about the security of the site.
I'm sure many people are exchanging messages far more explicit than our comments so far, but I guess you can't be too careful.

Now I've got my email open, I'm not really sure what to write … feels strange talking in another medium, perhaps because it's not quite so anonymous.

This email is secure, in case you were wondering. I don't usually use MSN much, just with a few friends and family, but obviously you can add me to your contacts based on the sender information in this email, though to be honest, I don't know how I'd feel about talking with you "in real time" via IM.

Hope you enjoyed your shower this morning. I had much the same …situation last night …
Guess we should be more careful when talking to each other?

Anyhow .. I'll stop there for now ….
I don't feel I've said much this time but … hopefully I'll get better at this.
{{{ huggs }}}
Maxine x

She re-read the message and sighed, dissatisfied, but the clock had ticked around to 6:25. Despite her concerns she clicked on the SEND button, sending an email winging it way across to him, name of sender: Maxine1980

 

[Sir_Roger]

It was 6.35 when my MSN finaly opened, telling me that I had 3 new e mails.
I cnecked my inbox, and was delighted to see one from Maxine1980, which was pbviously my Maxine. Well, not mine, but the Maxine that I knew.
I read her mail, smiled, and then read it again before thinking about my answer, and I decided to just answer each of her points, in order, what could be simpler?

Hello again Maxine,
And may I first thank you, for sending this mail to me. I would have understood had you refused, for I am aware that we have not known each other that long.
You are no doubt correct in your assessment of the very explicit IM messages on the Monster Cock site. I just did not want any of our relatively tame discussions, falling into the wrong hands.
Oh, and for someone who did not know what to write, you did very well Maxine

Do not worry at all about the instant messenger side of Hotmail/MSN.
That will only happen if you want it to. I do not wish to put you under any pressure at all. We are friends, OK, adult friends, who discuss explicit sexual matters occasionally. But primarily, but first and foremost, we are friends.

And as for the shower, believe me Maxine, you missed a treat LOL, you might even have enjoyed it had you been there. As I am sure that I would have enjoyed your "situation" also.
I do not think that we need to be careful with what we say really, I mean, if we get aroused, we deal with it, as the Yanks say. Who knows, it could even become a discussion point. I am smiling now, that thought does amuse me somewhat. In respect of how the dialogue might go.

Speaking of dialogue, how do you feel about discussing personal fantasies? I have the usual male ones of course, two women at once, stockings and suspenders. But also some maybe a little darker. Anyway, that is for you to think about.
I will get this off to you, just in case you are going out, and you can read it now, rather than later
{{{hugggs}}}
Damon

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

The sound as her MSN email showed a massage came as a surprise. His reply was prompt. Maxine clicked to open it and read through its contents.
She smiled as he reassured her they were friends.. even though the conversations were more … adult … at times… The idea of them both suffering similar situations was amusing, but confirmed her impression that they both had things in common.


Speaking of dialogue, how do you feel about discussing personal fantasies? I have the usual male ones of course, two women at once, stockings and suspenders. But also some maybe a little darker. Anyway, that is for you to think about.
I will get this off to you, just in case you are going out, and you can read it now, rather than later
{{{hugggs}}}
Damon

Maxine considered his words. Fantasies …. She had many … most which she had not admitted or discussed for quite a time now … was it wise to share these with him … It wasn't that Maxine thought he'd think any less of her, rather she wondered they should really make each other horny and end up with a "shower situation"…

Hi Damon,

Thanks for your email … shower times sound fun … although we run the risk of driving each other totally crazy … especially if we start discussion fantasies!

The words came easier now and she wrote on …

As for them … the two women thing is a classic man thing I think. As I have no bi tendancies at all, I can't say that idea appeals in anyway. I suppose the traditional female fantasy would be two men. The idea of that is kinda sexy, but it's not on my "todo list". I'm an old fashioned girl and prefer one-on-one fun. Two would distract me too much. I'm much happier focusing on just the one lover … just my opinion.

Other fantasies? We all have the romantic, idyllic settings and though the reality of that is lovely, I have to admit as a fantasy it isn't really effective. I'm curious as to what you consider "dark" fantasies. That term is open to interpretations. Perhaps some of mine might be termed "dark" also. Fantasies that get me hot really involve passionate, wild love making …. Perhaps termed less coyly as real fuckings!"
I won't elaborate on scenarios or any other details just yet. Perhaps these images are "dark" … perhaps they're tame compared to yours. I don't know …

Reading back over what I've written, I guess I'm not used to putting fantasy into words… ,
There's a saying that describes the perfect woman behaving like a Lady, but acting like " a whore in the bedroom". Perhaps that is my real fantasy. Being Classy Lady is part of what I am … what I have to be throughout my life, but regardless of details, what I need is a man who can see beyond that and unleash the "hidden whore".

Omg … blushing here …. I can't believe I've typed that!
I am sooo tempted to edit out what I've written … but you seem to have been honest with me so far and I feel that I owe you the same …

Embarrassed though I am … talking about this has definitely left me with a shower situation … good thing you're not around here right now Damon. Thinking - fantasy wise of course - of what … fun… we could have is not helping …

Must send this now before I lose my nerve.
Maxine x

 

[Sir_Roger]

Hi Maxine,

So here we are discussing fantasies, and erotic dreams even. Yes love, the saying about being a whore in the bedroom, is every man`s dream I guess.

I figure we all want the same us men, someone to look after us, a Mom figure, who is also a Mistress, and a whore, and in some cases, a downright cumslut, if you will excuse that expression.

And I have to say, thank you for your honesty Maxine, it truly is the best way, we dont need secrets do we, that may come back to haunt us, as they invariably do I think.

I am sitting here now, in the darkness, just the light from a cross room table lamp, and my monitor screen. It is a warm evening, and your mail made it even warmer, consequently, I sit naked as I type. I read your words, about a whore in the bedroom, and I close my eyes, visualising you, in my minds eye.

I see a blouse, scarlet, pulled tightly across your breasts, accentuating them. They are held back, by a tight, but tiny bra, in scarlet and black. Your mini skirt is black leather, and barely reaches the black stocking tops on your thights. Red 4 inch heels complete your outfit. I can only wonder, what lies beneath the skirt, red and black panties?
A thong?
Or a naked pussy, awaiting my attention.

Yes Maxine, I can see how such thoughts only lead to exacerbate your "shower situation", indeed, I find myself the same now, in need, and alone.

I wonder, dear Maxine, what would happen, if I followed you.
To the shower?

Damon xox

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

She wished she hadn't sent it.
Over and over again, she wondered what had provoked her to speak so openly of her fantasies, her needs. All she could put it down to was the timing of it. As usual, she had been alone and craving … attention … sex … anything … and it had all come out in that message.

It was the middle of the next day that Maxine allowed herself to check for a message from Damon and sure enough there it was. For minutes she hesitated, almost tempted to delete it without reading, fearful of what he might write in reply. Finally, she took a deep breath and clicked, settling down to begin to read.

The opening reassured her … male fantasies .. general stuff … then she came to the third paragraph.

And I have to say, thank you for your honesty Maxine, it truly is the best way, we dont need secrets do we, that may come back to haunt us, as they invariably do I think.

She hesitated at that. How could secrets come back to haunt them?
They didn't know each other and had no plans to do anything but exchange messages. Still … she dismissed that and read on, her breath quickening as she read his description and gasped audibly as he continued:

…. I sit naked as I type. I read your words, about a whore in the bedroom, and I close my eyes, visualising you, in my minds eye.

… oh.. my .. godd ….

The exclamation fell from her mouth as she read on.
A description of herself, or rather as he imagined her filled her screen.
His picture was indeed of a whore, a description of a slutty outfit ended with those questions:

I can only wonder, what lies beneath the skirt, red and black panties?
A thong?
Or a naked pussy, awaiting my attention.

Her hand left the mouse then, physically recoiling as he seemed to address her directly.

Yes Maxine, I can see how such thoughts only lead to exacerbate your "shower situation", indeed, I find myself the same now, in need, and alone.

Perhaps it was because she had left the message to the middle of the day to open, but she was far from in a "shower situation".
Shock filled her at the sudden shift of their messages.

I wonder, dear Maxine, what would happen, if I followed you.
To the shower?

She stared, uncertain how to react to that. It was she who had raised the idea of a cold shower being necessary. And when she felt that way, how often had she not imagined …. ?

She closed her eyes deliberately forcing that image from her mind and then forced herself to scroll up and re-read the entire message.
For long minutes she stared at the screen then clicked on the reply button.

Damon,

I have to admit that your last message took me by surprise.
(Actually perhaps that is somewhat of an understatement.)

As soon as I sent my last message to you I wished that I could have retracted it.
I'm not used to expressing myself like that and of course you responded in kind which … kinda shocked me to be honest…

The description of "me" was so way off the mark.
I guess that is how you see me in your mind's eye and what you find sexy … which means that the reality of me would be a real disappointment!


I think the problem is that when we exchanged messages before we'd gotten away from the clichés that MONSTER COCK sight presented and were actually getting to know each other … and somehow I feel like we're back there again …

I know this doesn't make sense … especially since I opened up the "intimate" aspect of our messages, but … you wanted honesty so …

Maxine

She sighed.
The message or more accurately her reaction to his comments didn't make sense, but it was how she felt.
She stared for a long time considering ... a hand poised on the send button.
It seemed she stayed locked in indecision for an age and then she began to type again.

PS:
Damon … this might seem like a contradiction, but … do you think we might talk "live" via instant messenger? Maybe that would be an easier way to back track and get to know each other as we were …? But if we do … please be gentle with me? I'm likely to take flight if not …

Maxine blushed as she wrote it … it might sound silly, but it was honest …
She re-read and made the decision.
Her hand clicked SEND.

 

[Sir_Roger]

I kept checking all morning for a reply, all the time wondering, would she? wouldn`t she. Eventually I gave up, and stayed away from any computers, until the evening.

Then I found it, and started to read, I read it again, slowly, the realisation dawning that I had erred badly. I had, somewhat unintentionally stretched the envelope too far you might say. Once more I read it, this time stopping, and voicing my thoughts out loud.

Damon,

I have to admit that your last message took me by surprise.
(Actually perhaps that is somewhat of an understatement.)

As soon as I sent my last message to you I wished that I could have retracted it.

"See Damon, she is unsure, and is probably scared of you too now."

I'm not used to expressing myself like that and of course you responded in kind which … kinda shocked me to be honest…

The description of "me" was so way off the mark.

"Oh shiot, that is not good, you stupid fucker Damon, so damned fucking stupid."

I guess that is how you see me in your mind's eye and what you find sexy … which means that the reality of me would be a real disappointment!


I think the problem is that when we exchanged messages before we'd gotten away from the clichés that MONSTER COCK sight presented and were actually getting to know each other … and somehow I feel like we're back there again …

"Well at least this is not a dear John, not yet anyway, but it was close."

I know this doesn't make sense … especially since I opened up the "intimate" aspect of our messages, but … you wanted honesty so …

Maxine

PS:
Damon … this might seem like a contradiction, but … do you think we might talk "live" via instant messenger? Maybe that would be an easier way to back track and get to know each other as we were …? But if we do … please be gentle with me? I'm likely to take flight if not …



I was a little confused though, if she wanted to go back to where we were, why talk on messenger? That surely was a step forwards, and not backwards?

I would reply, but it would need thought, a lot of thought.

Hi Maxine,

Firstly I must apologise.
I do realise now, that my post upset you, I think that my mind ran away with itself, it truly did.
And please Maxine, do not think that the description was you, it was not. It was the fantasy figure that I see in my head, my erotic dreams. A figure that I know I will never see, but as I said, it is a dream, a fantasy.

I should not have personalised it so, I realise that now. I also realise that you are correct, and we are back where we started. I would venture to suggest that this means that you are now as wary of me, as you were when we first made contact.

And I do agree about the Messenger contact, allowing us to talk in real time. I am already logged in, as damondotd on MSN. I will be here all evening Maxine, all it takes is a call.

I sincerely hope that you do call, and may I again apologise, for any offence that I may have caused you,
hugs
Damon

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Maxine read the reply, reassured by the apology, but still uncertain as to where this was all going. Somehow it had gotten out of hand … she had felt more comfortable with him before, but then again, she too had been on the site where they'd met and it seemed hypocritical to complain about him sharing an erotic fantasy when she had perhaps encouraged the conversation to head in that direction.


And I do agree about the Messenger contact, allowing us to talk in real time. I am already logged in, as damondotd on MSN. I
will be here all evening Maxine, all it takes is a call.

She stared at the screen. She had meant typing in real time. She wasn't sure she was ready to hear his voice! Still .. perhaps it would be the only way to sort out the misunderstandings their emails were obviously causing.

With only the slightest hesitation, she opened up her MSN and clicked on ADD CONTACT … typing in damonotd, she clicked and watched the name pop up on her contact list. She watched, expecting a box to pop up, but realised he must be waiting for her to make the first contact. She clicked on the name and typed.

Hi Damon! I thought if we exchanged instant messages, it might be … easier as it's more immediate. Hope that's ok…

And hit SEND.