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Story is written and intermixed largely with the style of a chat room between two matched strangers to try and give it the feel of being in the chat room.
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As Neal sat alone in the dimly lit living room, the absence of his wife, Hayden, weighed heavily on his mind. She was away again coaching volleyball, leaving him home alone. It had been weeks since they had shared an intimate moment, and the longing for her touch gnawed at him relentlessly.
Earlier that day, he had spent hours helping his mother-in-law and sister-in-law set up a new fence for their home garden. The physical exertion left Neal feeling exhausted and he was looking forward to chilling out and watching a movie as he grabbed a glass to get himself a healthy home pour of whiskey.
As Neal vegged out, he was becoming disinterested in the movie and his pent up need for some sexual release began to take over his focus, with some help of the whiskey. His mind wondered to memories of past encounters on Omegle, and the thought of indulging again in the illicit thrill of mutual masturbation with strangers over webcam sent a surge of excitement through him.
Neal retrieved his laptop and navigated to Omegle, his fingers tapping eagerly on the keys.
The screen came to life, a whirlwind of faces (and way too many dicks) flashed before him as he scrolled through potential partners. After what felt like an eternity of fruitless searching, his luck changed.
The webcam flickered to life, revealing a captivating figure on the other end--a dark-haired, pale-skinned beauty adorned with intricate tattoos. Her dark brown hair fell down to between her collarbone and breasts. Neal could only see just up to her lips on the screen as she hid her eyes trying to, just as he was, hide his identity, however, he could still see her full lips that formed a welcoming smile.
As Neal engaged in conversation with the stranger on Omegle, trying to keep her interested in him so that she didn't click for a new partner. He noticed her subtle movements as she shifted position on the bed. Each shift she made on her bed allow the dim light in her room to accentuate her contours which revealed some slightly thicker yet seemingly still toned curvaceous frame. Her light muscle definition was being clear, but in no way was overly muscular and highlighted her captivating feminine form.
The black lace shirt she wore stretched over what appeared to be ample size breasts for her overall figure, emphasizing their gentle curves and as she moved toward the screen offered a small tantalizing glimpse of cleavage.
But it wasn't just her curves that were drawing Neal in. As she adjusted her position, the vibrant tattoos on her arms came into view. On her left shoulder, a skull with flowers emerged, while just above her left elbow, a colorful stag deer stood proudly. Various birds, rabbits, and flowers were scattered across her arms, their intricate designs contrasting against her pale skin.
Neal was captivated by the intricate designs of the tattoos and they and she represented a stark contrast to his olive-skinned tanned wife who didn't have any tattoos. With each subtle discrete stroke of his cock over his loose gym shorts, Neal's eyes darted continually over every inch of this stranger.
As she turned slightly to grab something from her nightstand, she intentionally (?) unintentionally (?) revealed her toned, muscular buttocks, which was undoubtedly sculpted from countless heavy weighted squats.
The sight of her thick thighs and the firm, round shape of her buttocks created even more of a draw to Neal as this was again a stark contrast to his wife who was very much petite in her overall figure and especially her butt. This enticing stranger represented something new to Neal and it left him wanting to see more.
The stranger gave some insight into her personal life as they both had continued to chat in the text box after Neal had told her his age.
Stranger: I've always been attracted to older guys. My sister's husband is also 26, and he's a pretty decent looking guy. I like how husky and muscular he is compared to my boyfriend...I feel like he would just be able to throw me around the bedroom you know?! And I've heard some interesting stories about him...that just get the juices flowing
Neal: Oh really? What kind of stories? 😏
Stranger: She was telling her friends early on in their relationship... that I overheard... about his... impressive girth. She kept going on about how much he stretched her out. It definitely got my attention! I had thought he was really cute when I first met him and later hearing that I kept trying to sneak some glances at him whenever he would come over. She told them later another time that he is so thick that she has a really hard time even getting her mouth around much more than its head.
Neal: Lol oh wow! Well, I might have something to show you that type of thing really sparks your interest 😉
Stranger: LOL oh ya? Do tell!!
Neal: Well I'm 6'3".. pretty muscular. My grad school days had a lot of mornings spent doing heavy weight training. You can probably tell and see pretty easily the broad shoulders, wide back, defined arms and legs...and I can definitely throw cute little girls like you around the bed with relative ease. Can't see my brown hair and blue eyes... but what really might interest you is my thick, veiny a little over 7-inch long penis that's super thick... it's like 6-inch around. I like to keep it perfectly smooth including my balls. When I cum is just the icing on the cake, it's explosive--usually 7 to 12 large spurts of thick cum.
Stranger: Wow, that sounds incredible. I'd love to see that. I guess I'll just go fuck myself lol 😍
Neal: Glad you're interested...and I'd love to see you just go fuck yourself 😉
Neal could feel the energy between them intensify. He knew that his detailed account of his impressive manhood had grabbed her attention, and he was ready to take their conversation to the next level.
Neal continued to slowly stroke his cock over his shorts as his mind began to hope the interaction with this stranger would lead to an all too familiar road. However, a nagging thought tugged at him as he continued to study the stranger.
Neal: Hey, where are you from, by the way?
Stranger: I'll let you know once I see that cock you're trying to brag about. Did you need to see these tits first?
Neal can't help but feel a jolt of recognition as the stranger lifts her shirt up enough to reveal her creamy white tits.
Suddenly Neal had an epiphany. He recognized the tattoos, on her chest just under her collar bones, of floral tattoos that run down to just above her breasts... his sister-in-law, Katie, just recently had got these exact added tattoos a couple of months ago.
Neal was in shock, as he tried to look closer at some of the other tattoos he could see, as his belief in this stranger actually being his sister-in-law grew rapidly. Despite this belief growing, Neal was unable to tear his gaze away from the sight before him.
The firm breasts he was seeing on the screen were mesmerizing. The nipples were dark pink and erect as she tweaked them teasingly. Neal's pulse quickened and his cock ached as it was rock hard as the possibility of seeing his wife's sister's tits just made the whole encounter so much hotter...his mind was reeling with the implications.
As Neal continued to try and pause from ogling the set of tits on his screen and take in the sight of the familiar tattoos, he had to find out for sure if this was actually her...when suddenly she stopped moving to type a message that snapped Neal out of his trance.
Stranger: Hey! This has to be enough to get you going by now! I get to see this cock you're talking about now. Take it out or I'm out of here.
Neal's heart raced as he stood up from his chair... he had to know if this was actually Katie or not.
Stranger: That's a nice looking bulge! Now whip it out!
Neal paused from stroking his cock over his shorts to bend down and quickly type:
Neal: My name's Alex, by the way.
