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It was a Saturday night. One of those times when despite all efforts, nothing much was going on. The local groups he belonged to were all quiet for whatever reason that weekend, his friends and playmates, busy. He decided to settle in for a quiet evening at home. Around 9PM he entered the chat room where many of his group could be found. Unlike many chat rooms, many of the regulars here, he had met in person. They always had a weekly meet and greet at a bar in Scottsdale. Perhaps someone somewhere may be up to something? To his dismay, it was all “quiet” with only a few other single guys there, many of whom did little but lurk. He got up to get a drink and upon returning he had found something had stirred up the quiet room.
A new user had entered the room. He did not recognize her handle, “CumCum4u.” “Not too imaginative” he thought, probably just another of the “bots” that tended to drop in from time to time. Most of the lurkers there were clueless. They were the classic definition of “Single Male” in every sense of the words. They descended on CumCum like a corral of rutting pigs in heat who were just tossed an apple. He had seen this scenario played out before. The bot comes in, the lurkers (and on occasion new users who did not yet know better) would descend on the bot in droves. The bot would spew out its pre-programmed lines, the hapless victims led away to some third party website for a cam show (if they were lucky). This always provided for a moment’s amusement.
To his surprise, something was different about this bot. CumCum was actually engaging these lurkers (now come to life). Some bots can be pretty convincing but usually after 3 or 4 lines it became clear what the deal was. Not this time. CumCum was actually conversing. He watched with new attention at what was unfolding. He then clicked on CumCum’s name and went to visit her profile. He was surprised.
For a bot, CumCum went though much trouble to look real. An array of pics, all convincing, all of a very beautiful woman. Bots do hot women all the time. But this was different, the backgrounds matched where CumCum said she lived (Bisbee) and there were other pictures, her in candids, in casuals. Her profile was typical though for a bot. “Horny woman seeks…” She was 22 years old. He was not sure what to do with this.
He returned to the chat room. CumCum was enjoying herself with all the male attention she was getting. Rather than “lure them in” as a bot would do, CumCum was “leading them on.” Her demeanor was almost one of arrogance. She was beautiful and she knew it. Perhaps this was no bot after all.
He had learned sometime back there were two types of single guys (broadly speaking). Those who lay in wait, then jump out, wave their dick in some poor person’s face and proposition them. Then there was the second kind, those who took the time to make conversation. They would be themselves and treat the chatroom as if it were a real place. This was how he had made many friends. It was 9:15 at night, why not enjoy a distraction? He jumped into the conversation. Every other lurker was kissing CumCum’s ass. He decided to take a different tack. He typed out to her that he didn't find her profile that impressive. He was not rude, just matter of a fact. This caught her attention. She responded back to him, “What is wrong with it?” He told her, “The pics seem too good to be true and the description was lacking in substance.” This clearly got a response! CumCum became defensive. “Those are my real pics!” He continued, “I am not sure I believe you. I’m in this chat room often with the regulars and we all know each other. You are new. How often do you think new, young, beautiful women come here out of the blue and jump into looking for sex? It doesn’t happen. Unless you are a bot?” (By now he was convinced she was no bot. Bot’s never defended themselves or got upset).
She responded back to him, “I am real!” He now realized this was no longer a game, but an opportunity. But he had to get her out of the chat room and away from the lurkers. So he responded, “Prove it then.” She responded back again, “I don’t need to prove anything to you.” He responded back one more time, “You are right, you don’t. I’ll leave you with the rest of these guys here, I’m sure they will be much more accommodating.”
An instant later, his private messenger opened up. It was her.
“Why are you being such an asshole!” she said. He responded back, “I’m sorry if I came across that way. The truth is, I just wanted to get you out of there so I could have your full attention.” She said, “You could have just asked.” He responded, “Yes I could have, but I had to first make sure you were a real person and I needed to get your attention.” She responded back, “Well you have it now.” So he typed to her, “If I do, let’s do a phone call. (By now it was 9:30)” He gave her his number. The phone range less than a minute later.
“Hello, I’m Melanie” He answered back, “Hello Melanie, I’m James. Thank you for calling me.” Her tone had changed. She was no longer defensive but intrigued. They spoke for a few minutes. James explained to Melanie how her profile seemed misleading and she explained to him that she was brand new at all this but wanted sex bad. Living way out in Bisbee, her options were limited. James then said, “Have you considered options up on Phoenix?” Melanie replied, “I can’t make it to Phoenix. So James said, “What if Phoenix comes to you?” Melanie was shocked but the excitement in her voice was palatable. “You would come all the way to Bisbee to see me?” James said, “I would love too!” By 10PM, James was on the road, heading south for the four hour trip to Bisbee.
The address he gave her led him to the middle of nowhere. It was a KOA campground with RV’s and campers all around. He began to wonder if he had been duped after all. James called Melanie and she told him to look for the small yellow pop up camper. He found it and parked. When he got out of his truck, he walked over to the tiny camper and knocked on the door. He was greeted by a tall, young, blonde, naked with a sly smile on her face.
“Melanie?” He asked with a smile. “James?” She responded while holding that smile. “Yes” He responded. There were no other words. She grabbed him and pulled him into the camper and began to kiss him hungrily, removing his clothes as fast as she could. The slow build up of sex hormones within him now began to boil. As his clothes continued to come off, they kissed each other madly with wild abandon. He explored her naked body even as the last of his clothes came off. His cock was rock hard and aching in desire, his fingers, wet with the nectar of her desire.
Melanie got down on her knees and began to suck. It was clear she knew what she was doing as she hungrily took James in her mouth. She knew how to use her tongue, how to use her hands, he could already feel the pressure building. James pulled her up and kissed her passionately and moved her to the sleeping area. He laid her down and began to explore Melanie’s body with his tongue. He worked his way around her breasts, down her chest and stomach, down to her beautiful pussy. Melanie’s pussy was so wet for him and he began to lick and probe with his tongue and fingers. The sound of her moans in pleasure intensified as he found her g-spot and began to stimulate it. Melanie put her hands on James’s head and pulled him deep between her legs and her body curled up as she moaned in orgasm.
James’s cock was rock hard and she wanted it. She pulled him up to her and his cock slipped into her waiting pussy as naturally as if it was always meant to be there. The waves of pleasure that shot up his back were as intense as the muscles in Melanie’s own body. He began to thrust vigorously and she called out his name into the night. Her right hand pushing his ass harder to make the penetration deeper. Her left hand on his neck as they both continued to kiss passionately. The intensity increased. Melanie came over and over, each time more intense than the last. James could feel the immense pressure inside him, begging for release and he could no longer hold back the tide. He called out to Melanie, “I’m going to cum!” Melanie looked at him and responded, “Cum in me now!” and he did. Squirt after squirt, he felt himself unload in her.
They both embraced, sweaty, exhausted, smiling. They would lay there naked and talk, getting to know each other better, laughing at how the circumstances has brought them together. Hands wandered and more explorations continued. James and Melanie both got little sleep for the rest of that early morning. Once more at about 4 in the morning, Melanie awoke to James’s morning erection and climbed on top for more. Both continued to enjoy each other over and over until there was nothing left, both exhausted.
It was not until Sunday afternoon that James would kiss Melanie goodbye and make the drive back to Phoenix. They both parted with smiles and a shared memory neither would forget. James would never see Melanie again. She would end up becoming part of a couple that did not play with single guys and he ended up becoming a couple for a time as well before leaving the lifestyle all together. Now and then though, The memory of that night will make a welcome entrance into his brain and people often wonder at the sly smile that comes across James’s face.