Random Chatting Novelas e Histórias

Me: Yeah, that makes sense TeacherPet: so what are you doing tonight? Me: No big plans Me: Maybe hang out online ;) Me: You going to be around? TeacherPet: maybe Me: Only maybe? TeacherPet: ya we'll see TeacherPet: depends Me: On what? TeacherPet: i'm feeling really antsy TeacherPet: need to DO something Me: Ahh Me: jumping jacks? TeacherPet: :P TeacherPet: what are you wearing? Me: Wow- subject change!

She tried another website—one of those reverse phone lookup services that usually dug up embarrassing details about people’s addresses and relatives. The loading symbol spun for a few seconds. Then the page refreshed. No match found. Arielle frowned harder now. She tried a third website. Then a fourth. Still nothing. The silence of the apartment suddenly felt heavier. Her fingers hovered above the keyboard. “Who are you?” she whispered again. As if the universe had been waiting for that exact moment, her phone vibrated against the coffee table. The sound made her jump. Her heart slammed painfully against her ribs. Slowly—very slowly—she picked up the phone.

Cool huh! Ruby: I'm home!! Let's meet up! I miss you and can't wait to hear more juicy gossip in your life!

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?”

"Alright, alright. Months in and you're still this clingy?" Her friends didn't even flinch. Totally numb to it. I just stood there, watching, heart freezing over. So yeah—everyone knew. Everyone but me. Eugene smiled at the teasing, soaking it up. Like the scene wasn't messy enough, people started tossing out questions—when was the last time they'd hooked up? Vanessa dropped her head, all shy. Eugene? He looked smug as hell. "Day before yesterday. Room next to the master bedroom."

Was about to reply, when another text popped up. Unknown number 💬: Need me to remind your little ex why he never should’ve messed with my ice-tongued princess?

What kind of person throws that money around just to play with a person? I keep rubbing the dildo on my clit, trying to elicit the same arousal as before. Bu it’s just not happening. The chat is going crazy, calling me a tease, so I just slide the length of it inside me with a long, fake moan. They love it. They’re going insane with tips. I pump the dildo in and out of me, throwing my head back and playing it up, but I keep my attention divided with the chat. I keep seeing that username popping up, a combination of numbers that I can’t help but memorize: ‘41525752’.

You can start there. I nod slowly. “Finally, someone who makes sense.” Me: I’ll try this. Thanks. I exit the forum, then immediately type: ‘Random fun questions to ask a friend about themselves.’ Enter. My screen floods with suggestions, lists of icebreakers, “cute couple” quizzes, whole threads about date ideas, random memes sprinkled in. I scroll. And scroll. And scroll. “Oh. That’s actually a good question. I’ll keep that.” Next scroll. “That’s funny… but if I ask it, will I sound weird?”

One she hadn’t visited in a long time. Curiosity won. She checked the online list. Pressure. A smile tugged at her lips before she could stop it. She typed. ShyPus: Heyy, Pressure. The reply came fast. Pressure: Oh wow. Look who decided to text me. Chelle took another sip of brandy, eyes flicking back to the screen. ShyPus: Yeah, yeah. It’s me. Pressure: After our last convo? That one was weird as fuck. Her fingers paused. Then—

You’re a golden retriever. Rain: And proud of it, thanks. Colby: Golden retriever energy is better than insecure alpha-wannabe vibes, though. Just saying. Matt: Shots fired. Lia: This is exactly why I made this chat. Try harder, please. Rain: Fine. Here’s an icebreaker: What’s everyone’s favorite way to de-stress? Jesse: Rugby and walking on the beach. Matt: Rugby too but I’m not cheating. Colby: Reading. Helps me tune out unnecessary noise, like Matt’s constant boasting.