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Finding a Connection - Part 1
🕑 Added 2023-03-02 22:00:01 +0000 UTCIt had been a long time coming for you for this day to arrive. In truth you had only been talking to the girl online for close to a year or so, but sometimes it felt like so much longer. You originally met on Tinder. Not a place that you would have expected to really “meet someone meet someone.” You were pretty sure that Tinder was still mostly just for hook-ups, but during stupid quarantine you decided to try anything you could. Then you’d matched with this girl... Alice was her name. She was beyond gorgeous and you could spend an hour just getting lost in her eyes.
Truthfully you really didn’t expect the conversation with her to go anywhere, but she was extremely friendly and you gladly reciprocated the kindness back. Before you knew it, the two of you were having conversation after conversation on a daily basis about god knows what. You discussed music and movies and books... and the more you talked the quicker you realized that you actually had a lot in common with this girl.
You were doing your absolute best to hold yourself back, but you could quickly feel yourself starting to fall for her a little bit.
The first time you and Alice talked on the phone, you were extremely nervous to do so, your insecurities telling you that you were going to screw something up and Alice was going to figure out that you’re not nearly as awesome as she thinks you are. But your worries weren’t necessary. The conversation you two had ended up being amazing; lasting for almost 3 hours with no lulls or much silence during the entire call because you were too eager to talk. You could barely wrap your head around how amazing she was.
Not long after that, the two of you were starting to get into some deeper topics, eventually discussing different things of the sexual nature. The amount of flirting the two of you were doing during this conversation had you right on the edge of your literal and metaphorical seat. Then you got a text from her saying,
‘So... if it’s okay... I have kinda a TMI question for you. Hehe.’
You read the text with a small smirk on your face. At this point you were probably willing to tell her anything. You responded with,
‘I don’t mind, go ahead and ask away.’
The text said, “read” almost as soon as you had sent it, then she quickly responded with,
‘So since we’re on the topic of sex... I was wondering if you have any kinks. You can tell me anything, safe space. J ‘
You read her message and could practically feel a ball drop in your stomach. Should you tell her? You weren’t sure... what if she thought you were crazy? What if the idea of it all disgusted her? What if you scared her away for good? Then again... she was the one who asked, didn’t she? And she told you to not be scared.
You debated with yourself feverishly for the next several seconds, before finally deciding that she would find out at some point probably if this went any further. Honesty is supposedly the best policy.
So you told her. You ended up writing out a long text that described DDLG, ABDL, etc. You didn’t include the details that weren’t important, but made sure that you thoroughly described what the kink itself was, what it would mean to you and a partner, how you first got into it, and how it made you feel. Pretty sappy stuff to be honest when you look back on it.
You probably could have described it to her slowly, but in your nerves you basically wrote out an essay for her and sent it to her all at once. You felt like your heart was going to stop when you hit the send button; then you just stewed and waited.
You kept a close eye on your phone for the next few moments, every second that dragged on filling you with more and more concerned thoughts of disaster and you ruining your chances with an amazing girl. Though in truth you were so nervous that you didn’t even think about the fact that she needed to read the whole thing before she could even start to respond.
Finally, the three little merciful dots appeared on your texting app that told you that she was starting to respond. Only moments after the three dots appeared, your phone dinged with Alice’s short response,
‘Oh my fucking god... are you serious?’
Your heart sank at her words, but you weren’t surprised. You briefly thought about saying that you were just kidding, but thought better against it, quickly typing out your own small response and sent it back,
‘Yeah I am. I’m sorry.’
You put your phone down and slumped into your chair. You could only assume your conversations with Alice were over, so you were ready to spend the evening moping over video games and an ice cream container... when suddenly your phone dinged again. You looked down and read the words on your bright screen,
‘Omg no, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that text sounded mean before I sent it. What I meant was, omg because I’m into the same exact kinks!”
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This story was written by Zander Chesney
You can find more of his content here :
https://zanderchesneyoriginals.tumblr.com/
