Omegle Chats

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

You both like roleplay.

You: ((My brown curls are spread out on the pillow on my bed as I use a vibrator. I think I'm home alone but you've just walked in. I'm Ella, slim figure, green eyes. I'm wearing a black lace bra and a red skirt, my hand under it. Message description if you're interested.))

Stranger: I'm Paul, 22. 6'1" 170ish, br hair, gr eyes, fit.

You: I'm 20 by the way.

Stranger: whew!

You: You wanna continue?

Stranger: I open the door and come into the silent house. I don't hear anyone or the telltale signs of music or the TV.

Stranger: I set my keys on the side table and as I begin to walk towar the back of the house, hear a very faint humming.

Stranger: stopping in my tracks, I hold my breath and focus my attention on what I'm hearing.

Stranger: a broad smile creeps across my face as I recognize the sound of your favorite vibrator.

Stranger: I slide my shoes off and begin to steal toward the bedroom.

Stranger: as I approach the bedroom, I see that the door is open wide enough to squeeze through.

Stranger: I pause at the door frame and see your gorgeous figure sprawled on the bed, head tilted to the side, brown locks spilling over the pillow as your hand works in steady movements under your red skirt

Stranger: my cock twitches at the sight and begins to swell as I see your chest taking in deep, ragged breaths

Stranger: (I tend to be very detailed - if that's a problem, let me know and I can go a different direction)

You: I open my eyes, as they had been shut for the past hour. I smile as I see your face, knowing that something better than what I was doing was going to happen.

Stranger: as our eyes make contact, both our smiles widen. "You look fucking amazing. I can't begin to tell you how hot you are right now."

You: "Maybe you wanna have a closer look" I say, putting the vibrator to the side.

Stranger: not needing to be asked twice, I quickly close the distance to the bedside, kneeling onto it and slowly falling beside your perfect form.

Stranger: Propped up on one arm, my other hand reaches to the side of your face, hair entwined between my fingers as I move my face close

Stranger: my lips reach out to yours, making contact with your soft skin as our lips touch, sending a tingle through the rest of my body.

Stranger: as our first kiss breaks, I am forced to kiss you again, this time deeper and longer, lips parting a bit as we pull away

Stranger: as we continue to kiss, our lips part further still and our tongues find each other, exloring and dancing as we kiss passionately.

Stranger: my free hand slides down your face, past your neck to the side of yoru breast, touching the lacy material against the side before sliding around and tracing the lower curve where the fabric meets your skin

Stranger: I moan gently into your mouth as my fingers touch your silken skin