Last week, I (F21) stumbled into a chat with a man I met on Reddit. I wasn’t expecting much (I'd never reached out to anyone on here before) but something about his first message pulled me in. He was different, his words carrying this effortless charm and mystery that had me hooked before I knew it. We started talking, diving into each other’s stories, sharing our age gap (he's twice my age, I think), and even some of our secret fantasies. I found myself craving his attention, waiting for his messages with a mix of excitement and curiosity.

It didn’t take long before things heated up. When I sent him a few photos, his responses were electric. He wasn’t just complimenting me; he was igniting something deep inside, describing how much he wanted me in a way that made me shiver. His words lingered in my mind, making my skin flush as I replayed them over and over. When I sent him a few pictures, his response took me over the edge. He didn’t just say I looked good; his words caressed every curve, each compliment laced with a hunger that I could feel deep inside. He described, in vivid detail, how he’d touch me if I were there, how his hands would explore me slowly, the warmth of his mouth trailing down my skin, igniting places I hadn’t felt awake in a long time.

He told me how much he wanted me, how he could almost taste me. My heart raced with every message, my skin tingling as if his hands were already on me. I woke up in the morning, still charged from the night before, and finding myself wishing I could feel his hands, his breath close to me.

For the first time in a long time, I felt truly desired, an energy that was both freeing and intoxicating. It was like he saw parts of me I hadn't shown to anyone in a while, and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to really feel that desire in person.