Random Chats Novels & Stories

That was the thing about the good rigs: they left echoes. She flopped onto the couch and opened the old chat log on her phone. Scrolling through months of messages. The early ones were all filthy teasing. *What would you do if I had you tied to that altar?* Later ones got dangerous. *I think about your voice when I'm at work. Stupid.* She hadn't meant to let it get that real. Anonymity was supposed to keep it clean. Just pixels and orgasms.

I heard a scraping noise and I held my breath staying very still thinking I was caught by Erica but it turns out it was just a rat escaping its box. I exhaled roughly and tapped on the keys a response which I sent. Me: Look it's very important, just tell me it's very urgent. Unknown: I'm sorry ma'am, but we can't help you if you don't let us know who you are. Me: Fine, tell him it's Zirah. His mate, I need to talk to him, now! I kept on checking the chat box but there was still no new message after five minutes and I was about to give up when a new notification icon popped up.

And incoming chat messages. ishan 17.20 Citra- are you home yet? 17.31 Image? 17.54 Citra, I like a wolf 17.59 Let me know 19.20 Citra- me in front of your apartment I read all chats from Ishan. I think I know why Ishan is acting strangely like that to me. I do not care. I put my phone away from my bed and continued to charge it. Then sleep. ***

She sank deeper into the chair, dramatically making smoke rings with her cigarette smoke as she angrily snarled, “You don’t owe me.” “You are right, I do not owe you, but I want to tell you anyway. So, please, just shut up and listen, will you?” he said. Darryl remained silent for a moment. When it was clear that Pam was willing to let him speak, he continued, “When I first connected with Fiana on the net, it was a fluke; an absolute fluke. I was bored stiff, nervous about my life plans, lonely... you name it.” He chuckled, “Yes, guys experience these things too. So, I decided to surf the net and look up some stuff and, well... I hooked up with a chat room. I was curious what all the attract

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No one can start a conversation as if they go back to being a stranger. "You ok?" Damien ask, "Yeah! Uh hmmm. Damien, can you tell me more about yourself?" "Nahhh! Nothing interesting, why you ask?" "I just want to know you more since we deeply explore each other now..." " You'll despise me when you know too much about me." He said as he is studying her reactions. "Do you think so?" Cherie's sad face visibly registers on her face now. Damien pulled his car to Cherie's condo and park it in front.

But still we were technically dating online, I don't think it's normal for couples not to talk, except lesbian couples do that I sighed and reached for my phone. Her chat was still pinned at the top. I stared at her name for a moment, wondering how to even start the conversation without sounding weird. Hey, sorry my life has been a tornado? No. Hey, I’m alive, shocker. Absolutely not. Hey Sophie, sorry I ghosted you but not actually ghosting Definitely not. I settled with something normal LOTTIE: hey, you awake? Almost immediately, the three dots appeared.

Signal that someone is texting. I took it from the purse then opened it. A new chat from Vish came to me. Doesn't this guy get tired of talking to me? He is always the first to chat. :Hi again. Can I ask something? If it's not too much hehe. Smiled because of the way of his text. I typed a reply. :Hello! Yes, sure you can! I replied. :Where are you from? Where do you live? :I'm currently in Canada with my family

I hit Go Live. The chat pops up instantly, usernames scrolling like ticker tape. BigDaddy69: finally DarkHorseX: there she is TipMaster420: been waiting all day “Hey there, Big Daddy,” I purr, leaning forward just enough to let the neckline dip. “Miss me?” A few coins clink in—$5, $3, $7. I smile, slow and lazy, and hook a thumb under the hem of my tank. “Hi, Dark Horse. You been good while I was gone?”

One thing he learned about being famous online is that it’s easy to disregard people, they won’t bug you if you don’t let them. The developer on the screen continued, “Private chats are classified into three tabs: Requests, Chatmates, and Blocked. Requests are those you’ve never replied to, Chatmates are those you’ve replied to, and Blocked are those you would never want to reply to again. Right girls?” The women inside the mall cheered loud this time.