I was shocked by the things he said, and yet, it was totally hot.
He told me how to touch myself and what to imagine him doing to me as I got closer and closer to the edge.
However, with the fun, connectedness, and comfort that came with cybersex and beyond, there were a few situation-specific negative outcomes that caused more harm that those on-screen encounters were worth.
We hadn’t discussed our feelings before jumping into cybersex — which is something I would have definitely done had we been having sex IRL — and I grew attached to something that wasn’t real.
By the end of the night, he had asked to take me out as soon as possible, and we had kissed and exchanged numbers.
We were at a bar, and he was semi-cute, but very charming and funny.
It felt like we were two people who’d been dating for months — beyond the physical stuff, we were comfortable just sitting and talking. Because of all of the cybersex we’d been having, I was already comfortable with him.Before I even got home that night, he started texting me, and within a few days, he tried to switch our digital conversations from sweet to sexual: “When we go to the movies, can you wear a skirt?I want you to sit on my lap in the theater and see what happens.”I was a little shocked, but definitely curious.I was loving getting to know Lucas beyond our cybersex connection — his politics, his family stories, his life goals — and I wasn’t prepared for how I’d feel if that interest wasn’t reciprocated after our intimate Face Time sessions.I honestly just didn’t expect to feel so close to someone I hadn’t slept with in “real” life.