My First Time
"Meet Me in Cyber"
Season Three: Episode Eighteen
(Lifetime No: episode 33)
Part One of Two
Copyright © 2008
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Summary: In the ALL NEW 18th episode of Season Three of 'My First Time', we present the first of a two part tale penned by Mr. TVM. Centering on the activities of internet newbie Alana Gordon who has just gotten her first computer and her own DSL account. She is soon drunk with internet fever and perfecting her LOL to the TTYL skillz. Day light to dark. Of course chat is her favorite thing, which leads to her by chance meeting of Alexa Gordon. A girl with something in common with Alana, although it will take a rather freaky discovery before it's revealed.
Original Airdate: Wednesday, April 15, 2009 @ 9:00 p.m.
(following an ALL NEW 'Love of My Life')
Story Codes: No sex...at least not yet
"This is insane, she could be a he and also could be a pervert just wanting to rape me" I said with trembling fingers as I stood in front of the 'Sports Zone Fitness Center' at the Fayette Mall. I wanted to run and hide, but something held me in place and made me stay there as I looked for that red rose, the one she said she would be carrying with her as proof 'she' was a she. You have no idea how bad I wanted her to be the girl in that picture. Heaven knows, if she was, I was gonna be so into her from the second we met. Suddenly like a vision, she appeared on the horizon, literally, she was coming up the escalator. It was her, it was really her, I thought as I spotted that adorable face that I had seen in the photo and she was carrying a red rose as she looked around nervously for me. I rose my hand to wave...
Hold on, you're already confused I bet. OK, so let's start at the beginning and let me give you the low down on what happened that led to this meeting.
The most important fact you seriously need to know is that I'm straight, I think, but lately I've been letting myself look a little more at the girls at the pool and at the mall. It's weird cause I know I'm not supposed to like it, but I do. Sometimes to the point of fantasizing about them. Had a hot one just this past weekend about kissing this girl I saw at the mall. Oh wow. So, they're not sexual? Bite me.
Anyway, I know I'm still into guys heavy, but lately I've wanted to try kissing a girl, just to, well, honestly to see what it was like. I love kissing guys I know that. This whole curiosity thing really got going when I got my very first computer, well the first one I could keep in my room and could call my own, on my 14th birthday. A present from my Granny, who I love and adore, with instructions to my parents to, "bugger off", and let her little angel (me!) grow up. So mom and dad relented and let me have my own DSL account and agreed not to snoop on my activities until I proved they couldn't trust me. So, you can kinda guess what stuff I got into huh? Exactly, nothing. I was such an internet newbie that someone had to explain to me how to use a search engine, and lord you should have heard me scream when I found out I could chat online with people from around the world. What a cool thing, I thought, I must be so smart. Yeh that thought lasted a long time.
So let's just say I was drunk with internet fever and spent the next few weeks in the chat rooms and perfecting my lol to the TTYL skills. Before long, I woke of a morning and logged in and didn't leave the same chatroom till I went back to bed (it was summer). I ate, drank and one night even slept at my computer. I'm not sure how in all that time I had never gotten a PM or private message as it's called. But I never had, I usually chatted with the whole room at once and even though a few people seemed interesting enough to chat privately with, when they asked I admitted I didn't know how and they just snubbed me, thinking I was either being a snob or just a smart ass and not wanting to have anything to do with them. Well, about three weeks into my online chatroom adventures, it happened, I lost my PM virginity when this popped up, "Hey, my names Alex and I'm bored and lonely wanna talk?"
"YES!" I wrote back in excitement of having someone PM me for the first time. "Never chatted privately before."
Her name on yahell was 'BiBabyBreckinRidge' and mine was 'WannaBeUrAngel'. This is what was said in that first chat.
BiBabyBreckinridge: OK, thanks.
WannaBeUrAngel: Can I ask your name?
BiBabyBreckinridge: It's Alexa, but my friends call me Alex and you?
WannaBeUrAngel: Alana
BiBabyBreckinridge: Very pretty name
WannaBeUrAngel: Thank you
BiBabyBreckinridge: Do you have a face to match?
WannaBeUrAngel: to match what?
BiBabyBreckinridge: lol, that pretty name, silly.
WannaBeUrAngel: Ohhh, duh, umm yeh I guess so why?
OK, so let me point out that I had no idea about her being, bi or bi-sexual. I only glanced at her name for a moment before we started chatting. At this point I still didn't know she was hitting on me. But I soon discovered this as I clicked on her profile and found this beautiful girl with the sweetest smile I had ever seen looking back at me. With her favorite quote being, "I'll be your BI baby."
"Holy shit" I thought as all the fantasies I had had in the past about girls came flooding back to me in a rush. I smiled as I realized this girl was no doubt a thousand million miles away (her profile listed no hometown), so if she wanted to flirt with me I could with no regard to being embarrassed. Ohmigod this is to good to be true, I thought. So with that tantalizing thought bouncing off my skull, I went into full flirt mode with a girl for the first time in my life.
BiBabyBreckinridge: Because I like girls, check out my profile.
WannaBeUrAngel: I just did and you're hot
BiBabyBreckinridge: Oh yeah?
WannaBeUrAngel: Ooooooooh yeah cutie
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMM, me likey you already
WannaBeUrAngel: Me likey you too.
BiBabyBreckinridge: So no picture? I swear I'm not some weirdo who just wants to trade, I wanna get to know you too
WannaBeUrAngel: Sure, I have one, but I don't know how to post it and please don't stop talking to me, I'm serious here, I've never done it before.
BiBabyBreckinridge: It's OK, if you want I can show you...I'll be gentle :)
WannaBeUrAngel: You do that cutie
"Ohmigod she's so fuckin hot" I wanted to scream in that moment as I bounced around in my seat at the desk. She showed me how to upload my pic, a standard 'me smiling into the digital camera' pic on my profile. She was so nice and yes she laughed at me when I screwed up, but she made me feel like I wasn't stupid, saying she had done the same thing several times when she first got online. So after a few minutes, my picture finally popped up and I celebrated my achievement with a "congrats" from my new friend and waited for her first comment. I know I'm not as hot as her, but I still hoped she'd be at least a little attracted to me.
BiBabyBreckinridge: Babygirl, damn.
WannaBeUrAngel: What? Not good?
BiBabyBreckinridge: NOOOOOO, god you're hot
WannaBeUrAngel: Right, funny Alex.
BiBabyBreckinridge: I'm serious, damn baby you got some serious hotness
WannaBeUrAngel: :0 are you serious?
BiBabyBreckinridge: I sure am hot stuff
WannaBeUrAngel: Hot stuff huh? I like the way that sounds
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMM yeah, baby please tell me you're at least a little bi? Cause I'm pretty sure you are
WannaBeUrAngel: What's bi?
BiBabyBreckinridge: LOL, it means you like girls
A mixture of blissful retardation and lack of knowledge of internet lingo caused this little brain fart. Trust me it won't be the last time that she is led to believe that I am seriously mentally handicapped. As in ride the little yellow bus special?
WannaBeUrAngel: I might be, I'm not really sure
BiBabyBreckinridge: You said I was hot so you must be
WannaBeUrAngel: never been with a girl or kissed one, so I might be straight
BiBabyBreckinridge: :(
WannaBeUrAngel: What I'm sorry
BiBabyBreckinridge: It's OK
WannaBeUrAngel: No, I like you and you're pretty but I don't know for sure unless I try it first hand, I don't think
BiBabyBreckinridge: You mean like meet and I kiss you?
WannaBeUrAngel: Yeh that would be a nice way to find out, but I know enough about the internet to know that's not a good idea
BiBabyBreckinridge: True and I'm not asking you to, seriously. Don't do that unless YOU want too.
WannaBeUrAngel: But, you would kiss me?
BiBabyBreckinridge: Hell yeah, god those eyes, I could so get lost in those
WannaBeUrAngel: My eyes?
BiBabyBreckinridge: They are seriously sexy
WannaBeUrAngel: What are?
Now this one was not caused by blissful retardation or a lack of knowledge, it's just me being the goofy confused Alana Allen my mom and dad have come to love. I'm not dumb, I get straight A's in school, but I don't follow along very easily in a conversation due to lack of attention span and it's easy for me to get totally lost. Trust me I've learned to deal with the occasional laugh and dumb joke by the person or persons that I was supposed to be paying attention too. But this time it was different, I didn't have to smile and pretend to laugh while my feelings were hurt.
BiBabyBreckinridge: God, are you a little dense? lol
WannaBeUrAngel: Yes I am, I get it from my parents
BiBabyBreckinridge: Good, cause I'm into dumb girls...lmao
WannaBeUrAngel: OMG HEY!
BiBabyBreckinridge: kidding Alana, I'm only playing.
WannaBeUrAngel: *Gives you a dirty look*
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMMMM baby get my motor running, come take out your anger on me *Spanks my butt*
WannaBeUrAngel: OMG!
BiBabyBreckinridge: lol, are you blushing?
WannaBeUrAngel: And about to block you..lol
BiBabyBreckinridge: how about just tieing me up?
WannaBeUrAngel: Huh?
BiBabyBreckinridge: You know, tie me to your bed and doing whatever you want to me?
WannaBeUrAngel: Oh god, you're bad
BiBabyBreckinridge: Baby, you have no idea, and you like it
WannaBeUrAngel: No, I don't *Shakes my head*
BiBabyBreckinridge: Yes you do
WannaBeUrAngel: Ugh, how do you know?
BiBabyBreckinridge: cause you're still talking to me. You are definitely my favorite new friend on here.
WannaBeUrAngel: So you're not lonely anymore?
BiBabyBreckinridge: Nope, I'm having fun making you blush
WannaBeUrAngel: me too
BiBabyBreckinridge: Cool, wanna go whoring around yahell with me?
WannaBeUrAngel: Whoring?
BiBabyBreckinridge: Cyber, it's safe and you can follow me into different rooms, add me?
WannaBeUrAngel: Oh don't tell me, I can do this.
BiBabyBreckinridge: Yeh good, see now I'm on your list
WannaBeUrAngel: So what do you mean by cyber, like cyber sex?
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMMM HMMMMMMM, unless you're willing to let me show you?
WannaBeUrAngel: Me?
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMMHMMMM, please? I'll be gentle and won't laugh at you
WannaBeUrAngel: I dunno, I don't have much experience online or in real life
BiBabyBreckinridge: That's why I wanna show you, I like teaching. I don't have a lot of experience in real life either but on here I can get you going if you let me try.
WannaBeUrAngel: OK, promise no laughing?
BiBabyBreckinridge: Swear on my heart, no laughing and you promise the same
WannaBeUrAngel: Why?
BiBabyBreckinridge: Cause I'll try and say something sexy and you'll come back with LOL and ruin the moment
WannaBeUrAngel: Oh yeah, gotcha, true that
BiBabyBreckinridge: So you ready?
WannaBeUrAngel: OK sure *nervous*
BiBabyBreckinridge: No need to be
The next hour or maybe two was filled with mine and Alex's not stop typing, one line dirtier than the next. I figured, never having had a real sexual fantasy about a girl that this wouldn't be much fun. I was wrong on so many levels, Alex described it in such detail that I could almost taste her on my lips. By the time she was done I was so horny I wanted to jump through the monitor to get to her. Once she knew for a fact that I was interested, she took a while and taught me how to be more detailed and use my imagination. Helping also to ease my shyness, noting that I was completely alone in my bedroom and all she wanted from me was to feel the pleasure we were typing to each other. I relaxed back into my chair and read her words and I found myself getting hotter than I had ever been. The more I typed the more detailed my imagination got and the worse this burning desire to "rub one off" got. But I didn't wanna lose this wonderful feeling just yet. Until, Alex asked if I had cum and when I said no she asked me too, not demanding, but ask me to cum, moaning her name. She typed while I read her words without reply and had the most amazing orgasm of my life. And yess I did moan her name and loudly at that. Good thing my parents were at work. To my shock, I was horny again within minutes as she kept trying to get me back in the mood.
WannaBeUrAngel: God you're so hot
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMMMMM you too, you really get into it, I had so much fun
WannaBeUrAngel: MMMMMMM, me too, I hope I was OK
BiBabyBreckinridge: The best ever, you made it seem like you wanted me so bad
WannaBeUrAngel: I did :) Cause if you were here I don't think I could control myself
BiBabyBreckinridge: Yeh might be more fun than I could handle!
WannaBeUrAngel: Oh wow, I know I keep saying this but you are so hot
BiBabyBreckinridge: MMMMMM this is soooo true! So are you.
WannaBeUrAngel: :) thanks
We chatted for a short while after that where we simply got to know each other a little better. She told me her REAL last name, Gordon. I begged off telling her mine and she didn't make a big deal about it, another reason I was liking her more and more. I could have honestly stayed there all night talking to her but two things stopped me (sleep and our need for it). So we said goodbye for the night and I made my way to the bathroom (my butt numb by now).
"Honey are you in bed yet?" Mom asked as she tapped on my door. I didn't wanna have to deal with her tonight, she no doubt wanted me to do something, so I snagged a book off my desk and crashed down on the bed and laid it across my chest and pretended to be asleep. Little did I know how tired I really was as I fell asleep almost instantly and didn't wake till six or seven hours later with the book still across my chest. I quickly realized the previous nights activities had come back to haunt me as I was sore 'down there'. I found this out when I rolled over, the book crashing to the floor and opening to a page that would soon take my mind off my soreness. "OWWWWWWW!"
"What the fuck?" I asked as I sat on the side of the bed and looked down in shock at a picture of the girl I had seen just hours before claiming to be Alex. Only now her picture was in my yearbook. My yearbook from the previous year. Alexa Gordon it read below her name as I picked it up with trembling fingers and inspected it more closely. It couldn't be her. But the picture was the same and so was the name. "Talk about dumb luck!"
Boy did I have some serious questions for her tonight!
Written by
Mr. TVM
Wednesday Night on...
(Spring 2009)
* * 8:00 * *
Slash TV
* * 8:30 * *
Love of My Life
* * 9:00 * *
My First Time
* * 9:30 * *
Unsung