So, being single recently, a thought occurred to me…currently I don’t seem to be exactly in the mood to go through the hassle of meeting someone, showing interest, flirting. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I am just that kind of guy, as dreamy and romantic as they get. It’s just that sometimes you need a little time out, that’s all. Anyway, one day one of my friends approaches me on the subject and asks me why I am not doing anything to „hook up”, get back in the game, etc. You see, he’s the kind of man that would pretty much jump at any occasion to bang any woman willing to give him even a bit of attention. After a fairly long (and futile) discussion in which I try explaining him why I am laying back right now…somehow the subject drifts to video chat and how I’d actually try something like livejasmin.com to at least do something about it. At first I agreed mostly to get him off my case and be left alone. But it wasn’t long until my curiosity got the best of me and I became quite intrigued at the idea of all the „porn stars” that I could have just a few clicks away.
So … first thing’s first. I get online on of the many video chat platforms and make myself an account, even adding some money on it in case something really did catch my attention. After that I start browsing through the many rooms looking for my „perfect porn star”. I was so unsure about how to approach this that I even wrote myself a small list of qualities I would like to see in the girl I choose. After a while I finally found miss „my balls want to cum for you” (I know, I know…but it’s how my friend put it) and realized that I have no idea what to do now. So I decide to hang around in her chat room for a bit to see how the „veterans” approach a model. A few moments later the video chat girl says hello, which impressed me quite a bit at the moment since for some weird reason I kinda’ forgot she can’t really see me back, and I say hello right back to be polite. Meanwhile the more experienced (read that as „experienced”) members started bombarding her with all sort of dubious pickup lines: „open boobs”, „show vag”, „bitch you want my cum” and while some of those can be attributed to bad English or plain rudeness…this is one that really knocked me over „I know you like fisting”. How the fuck does that become your go to line…looking at that petite, pretty girl and the first thing you wanna’ tell her is telling her that you know her approach on fisting! That made me a bit more than sad…
Well, as I witnessed all this unfolding I scrapped my list and wrote something else on my notebook How not to be a jackass! That being said I came back to the girl noticing that she was getting a little annoyed but kept a smile on her face and continued working as happily as if she was having a pleasant stroll through the park. Suddenly the camera darkened and a message box informed me that she was now in a Private Session. I’ll be honest…that disappointed me somewhat because I actually wanted to see more of her. She was interesting in a way I haven’t exactly encountered before. I barely finish that thought and she pops back in free chat.
What the hell…I don’t think she had enough time to even remove her bra properly. Downright weird. Seeing that she was a bit vexed as well I tried using some
humour to lighten up the situation and asked her: “I’m sorry if it’s rude to ask Miss but what did just happen? You weren’t away more than 30 seconds… was that The Flash?” She manages a soft smile and keeps it while answering “These days’ people don’t even have enough time to jerk off.” Thumbs up to her for trying to make light of it and not get bummed out. It would have annoyed the hell out of me to be honest. And with that said so far my new “list” was basically composed from a reminded not to be rude and try to remember that on the other side of the screen there is a real person and there is no earthly reason why I shouldn’t behave normally like I would had I met her in a bar or a bus station. Which made me empathize with her even if I hadn’t exchanged more than a few words…and also made me a little afraid to approach her, she was in a situation that was tantamount to sexual harassment.
Gathering courage I finally ask her if I could take just a bit of her time and to let her know that I don’t have that much money in my account but that I would like to spend it with her. This time the smile that reached her lips seemed to be one of honest joy, and before I knew I was already pressing the “Start private show” button. At first I didn’t even know what to expect next…but she took initiative and introduced herself, making me blurt out my name and for some reason the fact that I only have seven minutes left. A fraction of a second after I pressed Enter I realized how bad that sounds and that I came across just as rude as everyone else was to her. I quickly apologized and told her that I want to know a bit about her. A bit of small chat as it were…but before I knew it the time was almost up and I realized that I wasn’t necessarily in the mood to “unload” but that I actually wanted to talk to (and about) her just a little longer. So before the timer ran out I tell her this and thank her for her time, saying my goodbye as politely as I would have with any other girl I just met.
After that I turn the site off and walk around the house for a bit, lighting up a cigarette to gather my thoughts (yes, definitely not a healthy habit…but sometimes I can’t help it). Have I ever been like that? So sex starved that I would actually tell a girl to show me her ass just like that, call her a bitch and maybe even worse things? Is it something with all the men? Or maybe this setting in which she was on the other side of a screen made people think it was ok to talk like that? Granted, it’s not like I can buy her a drink and sit on stool next to her sharing a smoke and some small talk. Nonetheless I could tip her, make myself presentable and make her feel comfortable and enjoy herself as much as I was enjoying myself…she was a real person after all. Besides last time I checked, the norm if you wanted to “get any” was actually being nice to the person. Being polite, charming her… I am no saint, and I do have sex on my mind just as much as the next man… but that’s no reason to behave like a churl about it. I will even openly admit later that evening I came back with my thoughts also drifting more and more towards sex. But she remembered me, she was happy to see me again…this time I got quite a bit more time and it was so damn worth it. We talked some more, we flirted and even joked around a bit the way you tend to do when the atmosphere gets sexually charged. Before I knew it we were both enjoying ourselves just as you would when you do get to hook up with someone and go home for a wild night. By the end we were both smoking a cigarette and laughing with the kind of comfort only two people that just hit the sack together developed. If that’s not satisfaction, hell if I know what it is…