[A passionate video]

A Passionate Video Chat

It was a boring night, and I mustered up all my courage to prepare for a passionate video chat. I've been buying video chat services for over

two years , and I've only ever heard of them, but I've never actually experienced one.

I downloaded an app to find my prey. What name should I choose? "Universal Love," I thought, "Whoever I find, I'll love..." Ha...

I'm not young anymore , I should have some taste, right? I can't just randomly pick anyone. I added "Priest" after "Universal Love." I planned to find someone with good taste

, but an hour passed quickly, and I hadn't found anyone, so I decided to log off. Then, a stranger added

me! Hehe! "Autumn Harvest" is a good name, but it's too neutral. Will it be passionate? Oh well, I'll add her first

.

"Hello," I typed. "Hello to you too!" she replied. Who knows if she's really a woman, I thought to myself.

"Can we video chat?" I thought, not wanting to waste time, I'd just leave if it didn't work out.

"Sure!" she replied. Wow, there's a chance! She must be a woman, otherwise she wouldn't have agreed so readily. I

hate those online freaks! They waste your time and emotions, but that's impossible. Online relationships are a fabrication of

reality. It's a lie told by loneliness. I don't believe it. Anyway, I digress.

"Beep..." We connected. I confidently showed my face (I don't understand passion, I stupidly showed

my face, only to later realize that the reason I haven't found a woman to have passion with is because I have such a proper face).

There was a computer desk on her side. But I heard a sweet woman's voice coming from there.

"Hello, wow, you're handsome!" Her compliment made me feel good, but I still said insincerely, "I'm old,

not handsome anymore, why didn't you come out?"

"I did." At the same time, a middle-aged woman's face appeared, even more proper than mine, looking about 34 or 35

years old. I was utterly disappointed. Looking at that face, I couldn't possibly talk about passion with her.

"Not at work?" I tried to appear calm, but secretly I wanted to see her... well, you know. If you won't let me see, just say so,

I'll find someone else.

"Summer vacation, huh?" she replied with a cheerful smile, her attitude friendly and approachable. Ugh, a teacher, what a load of rubbish

. Just as I was thinking this, my phone rang. I answered, hoping to exchange a few words, both to get rid of my colleague

and to politely bring this teacher on the video call away. She was being very polite, after all, and I didn't want to shut her out.

But my colleague insisted on talking to me about work, no matter how much I hinted that we could talk about it later, he just wouldn't stop, and the conversation dragged on for

over ten minutes. I'd completely forgotten about the person on the video call, and only after hanging up did I see her still watching me and smiling. I was so

touched no need for any flirting, I'll just have a free chat, luckily I'm

good at talking.

"Looks like you're a leader," she said. "Oh, what leader? Just dealing with some messy stuff," I

replied .

"You're very patient, seems like a good leader. Good work methods too..." Hey… she's putting me on a pedestal

. Looks like I'll just have to have a serious conversation with her. Ha...

We chatted about all sorts of things, and I had a chance to showcase my rambling skills. Teachers are so selective, but she

seemed genuinely curious about me. Eventually, the conversation drifted to topics of morality and human nature. This is my forte;

I have a whole set of twisted theories that are quite persuasive. After a long explanation, I'd dug

quite a bit out , and I sensed the real show was about to begin. So I went straight to the point: "Since you think I'm a good person,

and I think you're a good person too, but we both have certain needs subconsciously. Could you satisfy one of them?" I

shamelessly asked.

"How can I satisfy you?" she countered.

"Can I see your chest?" I asked shamelessly, blushing.

"Isn't that inappropriate?" she said hesitantly. Ha... I'm in luck! She didn't look down on me; her tone was hesitant.

"What's inappropriate? We're both adults, and we don't live in the same social circles." Seeing

a glimmer of hope, all my vanity and shame vanished, and I shamelessly persuaded her.

"Then can you show it to me?" she asked. Wow! I was about to vomit blood; my heart was pounding in

my throat .

"Do you like to watch? Of course you can if you like." I pretended to be nonchalant.

"Okay then, can you choose to let me see you?" Her gentle tone made it impossible to argue

about ; in the end, I'd be the one to sacrifice myself.

"Where do you want to see? Down there?" I deliberately stalled for time to prepare myself.

"Is there anything to see on a man's upper body?" she said unhurriedly. Ha… yeah, what's so

interesting about a man's upper body?

Just as I was about to undress, there was a knock at my door. My heart sank; I thought, "Damn it, why is my wife coming home so

early? Oh no!" But I still tried to remain calm and said, "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

I opened the door, and damn it, it was my buddy I've known since I was five, asking to borrow my car for Sunday's

wedding. I led him to my room; I had nothing to hide from him, so I gestured for him to be quiet.

"Someone's home?" she asked, her tone masking her disappointment.

"Ah, no, no, just a salesperson, gone," I lied.

"Can you still show me?" Ugh, my buddy's right next to me, how could I take it off?

Even though we talk about everything, even though I can have a threesome with my online friends, this is a video, not

real. But if I don't take it off, I won't see her, and I really don't want to miss this rare opportunity. I looked at

my friend; he saw what we were saying and typing, understood everything, and grinned lewdly. Damn, his smile gave

me the courage to take it off, a grown man. So I lowered the camera to my crotch, and she

lowered it to her chest. If you don't look closely, you can see a pair of huge breasts under a light pink fleece top. My

thing immediately became engorged and started to swell. I started to act cheeky, touching my bulging

thing saying, "Oh, I love your big boobs, let me see them, baby, stimulate

my thing." I think she could see my aroused member even through my pants. She actually did as I said,

and I was overjoyed. I watched as she gently pulled up her coat to her neckline, revealing a white, shiny bra—a

size 38D, with a third of her breasts still outside the cups.

"Baby, don't want the bra, please take it off?" My desire

surged . I watched the bra slowly come off, and her large, white breasts sprang out of the cups. So firm, so round.

The purplish-red nipples were the size of a thumb, and the pink areolas were the size of a tennis ball. I gestured to my friend in surprise,

inadvertently making her notice something amiss.

"Is anyone else at your house?" she asked in alarm, stopping her hand that had been fiddling with her breasts.

"No," I answered bluntly.

"No, someone is. I heard you talking to him."

"No way! Really, no one is. You wish someone was there?" I countered aggressively.

"..."

She resumed stroking her large breasts and said, "Show me yours."

I had no way out; I hadn't even seen her genitals yet, and I didn't want to back out now. I had no choice but to steel myself,

give my friend a wry smile, and gesture to him: You take yours off too, don't just stand there looking! He pursed his lips, indicating that I should take mine off first, and he would act according to the situation

. I had no choice but to pull down my pajama pants, revealing my already hard penis.

"Yours is so thick and big, it's really good."

"Do you like it?" I didn't care anymore. Damn!

“Mmm.”

“Do you want it?”

“Yes.”

“What do you want?”

“Your big cock.”

“Where do you want it?”

“Down there.”

“Is it wet down there?”

“Mmm. ”

“Let me see how wet it is?”

Her video started to move down again. She had already taken her clothes off sometime earlier, and she wasn’t wearing anything down there. But

all that could be seen was a thick black forest, not the alluring flower.

“Baby, spread your legs, use your hands to spread your labia. I want to see your clitoris and vagina, my big

cock wants to go in there.”

“Come on, I want your big cock to go in me. Come on!” She spread her two thick, dark purple

labia majora, revealing a pink, tender, and erect clitoris, like a small glans. The light pink vagina below opened and

closed like a fish’s mouth. It was all shiny, obviously the light reflected from her vaginal fluid.

“Baby, can you lend me your fingers? Help me rub your clitoris, and then help me put two fingers in

my vagina .”

She did as she was told. I swung my large penis around, adjusting the video angle to make it appear

even thicker and bigger.

"Your penis is so big, I want it so badly, come and fuck me!"

"Do you want two big penises fucking you?" I saw my friend swallowing hard, so I started my assault.

"What????" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"Didn't you just say there were people there? Do you want someone there? Do you want two big penises fucking you?"

I knew a well that women liked hearing the crudest things men said, and men liked women being completely

wanton .

"Go ahead and find them," she said, pretending not to know there were people in my house. Actually, she had suspected someone was there, and

if I said that again, she couldn't help but suspect there might be someone else. Seeing the opportunity, I signaled my friend

to quickly undress and join the frame.

"Do you like it? Do you like two big penises? Do you like two big penises fucking you? Do you like a big penis in your vagina

and a big penis in your mouth? Do you like stroking a big penis with one hand?" I bombarded her with questions.

The video showed two large penises, one on the left and one on the right, being manipulated back and forth.

"I like it! I like it! I like it! I like it!" she replied repeatedly. Her moans grew louder.

The speed of the fingers thrusting in and out increased, even producing the sounds of slapping wetness and the collision of hands.

"You said you like two big penises fucking you at the same time."

"I like...two big penises...fucking me together."

"You said you like kissing one big penis in your mouth and having one big penis inside your vagina. " "

Ah...I like...kissing one...big penis in my mouth and having one...big penis inside my vagina

." "Put in three fingers."

"It won't go in, ah, ah..." Finally, three fingers were put in.

What could I say? What could I do? Why does morality so easily lose its weight online? We

are all children of God, primal urges run rampant in our blood. God commands us to be loving, how can we not obey?

We cannot ignore that we were once free, social humans. Morality can restrain our behavior in society, but it

cannot extinguish our innate human nature and primal desires. The hurdle you can't overcome is your own morally corrupted

corpse. In the internet world, there are no worldly moral judgments, only the primal me and the free me.

"Come on, I want you to fuck me. I want your big cocks..." she moaned, reaching

the peak of excitement. She released her pent-up frustration in her ecstasy. We also ejaculated, releasing a thick pool of semen.

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