Stranger lust - online and real time: online

As promised I am expanding on my theme of earlier today - online chat rooms and picture swapping, something which I had a little experience of, and was about to get much more.

After the incident described in my last entry I began to become quite obsessed, in a self-centred way, with the anonymous men who were emailing Steve with requests for pictures of me in various poses, wearing various outfits. It's no wonder that Steve was building up quite a following as many of them must have believed they'd hit the mother lode - anything they asked for, Steve mysteriously had in his collection. Wedding dress on and two fingers inside herself? Sure, no problem. Dildo up her ass while she watches herself in a mirror? I think i've got something like that.

Of course, this was all possible because I was fully aware of what was going on and every evening Steve and I would pick the most interesting requests from his mailbox and I would pose for the photo. We started to gauge how arousing some ideas were by how quickly the pictures came back covered in stranger's cum, and just how many strangers "covered" me.

The wedding dress poses were always popular, as was anything in business dress or in a risky or semi-public place. During the height of this little fad we were making probably 10 pictures a week and receiving, literally, hundreds. I was masturbating like crazy - I liked to be fucked while watching the videos of stranger's wanking over my pictures and, after a while, I started looking at them on my own while I fingered myself to orgasm - sometimes waking up at night to pop into the downstairs office to look through the inbox - spreading my legs over the arms of the leather high-backed chair so my wandering fingers could get unfettered access to my wet pussy as I clicked through the filthy pictures and words these men (and occasional woman) had sent to Steve about me.

On one such evening Steve was staying away overnight on business. I had, as had become usual, been looking through cum-covered images of myself, fascinated by the variety in the size and shape of the cocks, and the colour, quantity and consistency of their cum. One set of pictures and videos in particular fascinated me. The sender was one of Steve's favourites, and they were connected on several websites and forums which specialised in these kind of pictures.

His online name was "oldguy66". The thing which captured my attention was the prolific nature of the man - Steve had often commented that he sent the best pictures and videos and was always the first to respond to a new picture. oldguy66 told Steve, at length, that I was his favourite even though he had cum on literally hundreds of other pictures (a quick search at one of the main sites came up with 416 of his pictures) and this explained why Steve could send him a new picture of me and would have the results back within 20 minutes - the guy must literally have been sitting there with his cock in his hand, waiting.

And so to his cock. One normally would go into some estimate of measurements at this stage - the forums and chatrooms are full of people laying claim to 12 inches this and 10 inches that. All I can promise you is that this thing was huge. I have, as you may know, some considerable experience of the male appendage (!) but I have never, ever seen a cock as thick as this man's. In terms of length I would say it to be a little above average. I know that Steve's is 9 inches long and oldguy66 looked comparable, but it's width looked like it wouldn't fit in a whisky tumbler.

As I watched the latest video oldguy66 had sent of himself launching jet after jet of thick, white cum onto my upturned face (wearing a nurse's outfit) and slowly trailed my left forefinger over my clit, I was amazed to see the sheer power with which he came - the veins in his cock were clearly visible as they pulsed, as was upward movement and sharp contraction of the underside of his cock - his balls were out of shot unfortunately but the first, second and third streams of cum shot from the end of his cock like water from a hose, as if released after years of being kept under pressure.

Wanting to see more of the same I clicked on the link to take me to oldguy66's profile on one of the chat and picture swap sites - I wanted to see other pictures he had uploaded.

The link took me straight to the site, and Steve's user details must have been saved because I was logged in as him. Within a few seconds I was getting private messages from other users, asking how I was, where I was - all of them with more or less the same preamble, but all eventually asking the same thing - did I have any new pictures of Jo?

This was new, and intruiging - and arousing. I was trying to decided who to talk to when I noticed that oldguy66 himself was online. I closed the other windows and started to work out how to send him a message - I didn't need to worry as within a few more seconds a chat request from oldguy66 popped up with the greeting "Hi Steve - got anything good for me today?"

I was about to explain that this was, in fact, the object of his pictorial desire speaking, when I suddenly decided not to - just to see where this would go - something told me to hold off revealing my identity for a moment, which sent another shudder of naughtiness through me.

"Hi", I typed. "Nothing new today I'm afraid - Jo is away on buiness for a couple of days".

"Oh", came the reply, "that's a shame - got a big hard on for your wife tonight - I'll have to use one of the old pics instead ;-)".

"Which one?", I asked.

"My favourite - the business suit with the short skirt and the open tailored shirt. Man I could fuck her all day and all night too in that number. When you told me that she was wearing French knickers under it I came all over my self ;-)"

"Ah...yes - the suit..", I typed, "That really does it for you huh? what sort of things would you do to her if you were with her when she was wearing that?"

"Well, I might not actually be able to get near her because my cock would be in the way, lol, but if I did manage to fight past it I'd bend her over, pull that skirt hem up over her ass and fuck her tight pussy so hard till she sucked the cum out of my balls - oh, and I'd leave those knickers on too."

I was getting into seriously turned on territory here. My pussy was aching as I slipped a finger inside myself, leaving my thumb outside to gently circle my clit.

"Any luck with setting something up Steve?", typed oldguy66.

Shit.. erm... "huh?", I replied.

"You were going to (ahem) arrange for Jo and I to meet somewhere...?".

Really? was he now? This was news to me. Exciting news, in a strange, being controlled kind of way.

I thought for a few seconds. Then a very naughty, but deliciously exciting idea started to form in my mind.

"Yeah... about that", I replied, "I'm away for a couple of nights next week, but I thought I would tell Jo it was three nights and come home before she expects me. I will arrange for her to be in a bar on that night - she'll think I'm away for the night, so if you're there and as good as you think you are with the women, you should have no problems. I'll come back while she's out and hide in the house - I don't want to miss this, if it happens.."

I was dazzled by my own cunning. In reality Steve was due away again the following week, for two nights. I was going to go out on the third night when I knew he would be back in the small hours and let this guy pick me up and take him back to ours.. If all went to plan, Steve would walk in on us with his little fantasy scenario in full swing in front of him, while he himself was still trying to figure out how to make it happen.

Usually, Steve would just have said to me, straight out that there was this guy he wanted to see me with, so I could only assume that he had some alterior, or kinky motive for wanting it to look like he had nothing to do with it - I would shortly find that part out.

"Fuck yeah", typed oldguy66, "I'm in.."