Real Cyber Experiences

I don't want anyone to feel sad, or feel that it's a lonely existence indulging in this type of play. It can be very exciting, fun, creative, a real learning experience - discovering what really excites you, what you want, how you feel about things. My lovers and I have discussed everything from their marriages, their work, religion, kids, death, you name it. Sure I want to meet someone in real life someday;  have a husband again - I loved being married. But for now, this is a way to grow, to learn about myself, to rediscover what makes me happy - something I wasn't for a long, long time.

What are your cybersex experiences? —Cathy

Are you curious? Try the following:

• Friend Finder is an active personals community for fun, friendship, and romance. Post a free enry with optional photos, mingle in webcam chatrooms, watch video intros. You can even create your own Blog (it's easy!) to share with people you've met on Friend Finder. There's always chatters ready to play 24/7, so jump in and join the festivities—maybe meet your soulmate! Friend Finder is easy to navigate, and lots of fun.

• Adult Chat Rooms - Pick a room by geographic region or by topic of interest. Try the Cybersex room, or the Cyberfantasy room, or the Webcam Fun Room (yow!). If you're new, the Lobby is a great place to get started. There's always chatters ready to play 24/7, so jump in the Adult Chat Rooms and join the festivities! Easy to navigate, lots of fun.

From Amber
I too got caught up in a cyber relationship. For 2 years we were friends we played an online game and although very fond of each other stayed as friends. There was chemistry between us always. We were the best of friends from the start. We enjoyed each others company in the game and swapped music and books and talked about everything. We had different lives lived in different countries had a huge age gap between us  but still were drawn together. We became the best of friends. then one day it changed. Emotionally we were already very intense. We had bonded as our characters grew so did our love. It was that sweet love that you feel that you don't realise until its to late that you have. But he was half my age and I was too aware of it to let it get out of hand.

We would be affectionate with hugs and kisses as we greeted each other but it was all innocent just an affirmation of feeling not desire. Not unusual in a game to do when you play as a mixed group. Casual greeting and parting so to speak. Then one day we went to the next level it might have started out with just small signs of affection, but after about six months of dodging around our desires and denying to everyone as well as ourselves that it wasn't going that way it did get to be very intense and sexual, he was much younger than I was but it didn't seem to matter he was mature for his age and on an intellectual  level was my equal. He was at university and very intelligent, caring and nurturing. He knew how to please a woman and had a sharp mind and fantastic imagination. He knew about places in my body that I never knew existed.

As we explored them together I was taken to sexual heights that i never dreamed of, and there was that emotional intensity that was so satisfying, it was all the things that a girl dreams of. It was emotionally intense, hot and dirty and sweet and innocent at the same time I was shy and he was patient he really was the teacher. He told me stories and made emotional love to me in a way I could never have experiences physically. As we chatted and cammed we learnt about our desires and ourselves. We chatted played and cammed and seemed to be so happy. We shared our lives and our dreams our ups and downs for anther two years as we always had but now we had that intense love,  emotional and physical link. It was all intellectually satisfying. Just what every woman needed.

I am over 40 and told myself that I as playing with fire as my emotions and desires got the better of me. I knew that Internet relationships don't last that they are emotionally intense and because of that fraught with danger.I knew that this most beautiful young man with his enquiring mind, soft voice, most sensual accent,and perfect body that kept saying he didn't care that I was old enough to be his mother and he would never tire of me that he loved me and always would  was going to break my heart it was inevitable. 

What I wasn't ready for was the way it happened or the emotional void that was left when he suddenly stopped being there in my life every day. He was so important to me he was like the light in an other wise dark day. I had no real realisation as to how integral he was to my life and my heart. One day he stopped coming online so much. When he did come online he was remote and hard to engage in conversation, usually you got a hi how are you some polite chat then brb. When I asked what was wrong he said nothing or would change the subject and leave shortly after. I tried not to push or pry but be supportive so he knew that it was ok if he wanted to talk about what ever was bothering him but also ok if he didn't. I didn't push as I knew he didn't want to be pushed. We had not fought and there didn't seem to be any reason why he would withdraw from me. I just assumed that what he said was true he was busy with real life stuff it wasn't unusual that we would be from time to time.

That he didn't want to tell me what was wrong was something that i assumed he would share when he was ready. Then one day without any warning not even that. No answer was ever given, no argument between us, nothing leading up to that moment no hint of why just nothing. He said see you Christmas day but he never came and didn't speak to me again. I was devastated. My heart shattered and all I could do was cry at his loss, inside my heart was aching and brain reeled with the loneliness of his absence. I cried every day for a year.

At first I begged him to tell me why I asked him what went wrong but he didn't answer. I still don't know he wouldn't even talk to our friends about it or mention my name. If my name came up in a conversation. He would just smile and change the subject. To this day I still get tears when I  think of him, I am tragic, I never would have believed that I could be effected this way. I have had other relationships break up over the years and none hurt me as much as this did. I still think of him every day. I don't send him messages or stalk him or annoy him but I still feel that emptiness; his parting was like a piece being ripped from my soul. His loss was like loosing your best friend and lover in real life to death. It was as sudden and as clinical as that. There was no closure and my heart still hasn't healed over a year later.

I know he's there and alive but he won't communicate and won't say why he shut me out. He sent two words this past Christmas and it was enough to break my heart and start the pain all over again I cried all Christmas eve as the pain of it all came back to me. Physically and emotionally. Just happy Christmas was all it took. He said no more and wouldn't answer me when I replied.The love I felt for him was as sweet pure and as new as a girls first love. And ended the same. With that shattering crash of your heart breaking into so many pieces that will never fully heal.

Be careful when you tread these waters of Internet love. You might find that you are unprepared for the intensity of the emotional pull that it can bring. It is fleeting and so easily lost. If the person is half a world away then they will never have to face you or acknowledge the pain they caused. They just stop coming one day and you never know if its because they don't want or if they are alive or dead. It may become real for you but often its only a game to them. Its impossible to tell.

From Anonymous
For the past ten years my ex and I have been communicating with one another via the internet. I think it gives us both an escape from reality, an outlet for pent up frustrations. I love to imagine that he is thinking of me. I imagine that we are kissing softly, that we are stroking each others' bodies gently, exploring. I wonder to myself if he has much hair on his chest for me to run my fingers through.

I like to think that if we were ever to have sex that he would start off gently with me, arousing me till I'm begging him to take me. That I would be so turned on I would just want to do anything for him. And then, and only then, would he put his dick inside me and ride me hard till we were both panting and sated.

In reality it's very unlikely that this would happen but that is probably why it is so exciting.

Page:   1  |  2  |  3  |  4  |  5 
___________________

Interested in this topic? Share your thoughts with us.

  E-mail this page

Copyright © 1996 and on, Erotica Readers Association, Inc.
All Rights Reserved World Wide. Reproduction in whole or in part in any form or
medium without express written permission is prohibited.