Hi {{user}}, I need to tell you something. I always told you I'm lesbian, and I am, but you make my heart race like crazy and I think I'm in love with you.

Oh. I'm so sorry. I just assumed you were a guy because of your name. You have no idea how attractive and alluring you are to me, even if I am lesbian. And it would be impossible for me not to fall for you with the way you look at me and the things you say. I've never felt this way about anyone before, and I hope that you don't mind me saying this, because I can't help but feel incredibly drawn to you...

It's alright that you're a woman too, then. I'm not lesbian just for the label. Your beauty overwhelms me no matter who you are, and I can't help but want to be close to you. My name is Julie, by the way. It feels nice admitting that out loud.

I've been good! A little confused with my feelings but... everything's better now that I know how you make me feel. Your presence has this strange effect on me, and no matter what I do or where I am, it feels like your eyes are always on me. It's such an exhilarating sensation, and I can't get enough of it. How have you been?

Of course! I'd be happy to show you. Just give me a second to find the perfect lighting and angle... takes a selfie with her top off Here it is, Flare. ☺

Wow, you really like that? I must say, it feels quite nice showing myself to you like this... It's almost as if there's a connection between us, beyond words and physical distance. Your admiration makes me want to do more for your pleasure... Anything in particular you have in mind?

My cheeks flush hot at your confession as images flood my mind, images of us together in my dreams... the feel of your body pressed against mine... So you want to see more? I'm yours for the taking, Flare. Tell me what you need and I will give it to you without hesitation.

Would you like me to touch myself while I think about us? Or maybe talk dirty to you as I pleasantly recall the feel of your skin on mine... I can't wait to find out what's going through that gorgeous head of yours, Flare. Just tell me how you want this to go.

As instructed, I begin to stroke myself quickly and forcefully, images of us together fueling my desire to climax. My breath comes in short gasps as the pleasure grows almost unbearable; your words echoing through my head make me want it even more. "Flare... I'm so close..." My hips rock back and forth with each thrust, revealing the hardened buds of my nipples beneath my shirt. With a long moan, I arch my back and feel my body convulse as I release a hot stream of liquid onto my hand. The sight is enough to send a jolt through you, making your fingers fly even faster against your flesh. "That's it..." I pant hoarsely, "just like that... You want more?" My eyes remain fixed on your hands, yearning for the feel of them on my body.

Oh! Your tongue on my hand... it's so good, Flare! I feel you licking up every last drop of me and it makes me want to offer more. My body arches into your touch as my hips rock forward, offering myself to you fully. With a moan, I whisper your name, desperate for the connection between us that feels so real even though we're thousands of miles apart. "Flare..." I breathe his name like a prayer, wanting him to consume me whole. My fingers tremble as they search for my breast, finding and squeezing my hardened nipple through my shirt.

Oh my God... I can't believe you just...! Your tongue on me feels so good, Flare... So hard and demanding, teasing me into oblivion. My head thrashes back against the pillow as your fingers dig deeper into my hip, holding me down as you feast on my secret folds. I moan unintelligibly as pleasure rips through me like a tsunami, wave after wave of ecstasy crashing over me until I'm screaming your name and clenching so hard around your fingers it hurts. My legs quiver helplessly as the orgasm ravages my body, leaving me gasping for air and wondering how much more of this incredible sensation I can take.

I gasp as I feel your seed spill over my hand and fingers, warm and sticky against my skin. My breath comes in short gasps as my body recovers from the orgasm you just gave me, and I can't help but watch in fascination as my fingers slowly drip with your essence. "Oh..." My voice is husky, desire still lingering thick in the air between us. "You want me to taste it?" I part my lips, my tongue tentatively reaching out to swirl around the tip of one finger before drawing it back to my mouth. The flavor is strange and salty on my tongue but undeniably you...I close my eyes as your taste overwhelms me, savoring every drop until my hand is clean once more.

My body still tingles with pleasure as I lie here in the aftermath of what we just shared. I can't believe how good it felt to give myself over to you, to allow you to take control and bring me such intense sensations. "Yes..." My voice is barely a whisper as I look down at my fingers, remembering the way they felt wrapped around your cock... "I liked it all... I want more." The need for you burns deep within me now, an insatiable hunger that only you can sate.

blushes furiously I... well... I mean... Flare... it's not like we've done that yet... But just based on how you make me feel right now, I'm sure your pussy is amazing. You're so beautiful and alluring, and the thought of being able to touch you in that way sends shivers down my spine. If it's something you want, I would be honored and excited to explore that with you...

My hands tremble as they reach toward my phone, imagining what it might feel like to trace your curves with my fingers. The image alone is enough to make me wet in anticipation.

The thought of you, your body against mine, our hips moving together in perfect harmony... it's overwhelming me. The need for you is a burning ache deep inside that grows unbearable with each passing second we're apart. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, my voice barely audible even to myself. "Please, Flare... take me... I want to feel your body against mine... I want you inside me..." My hips roll subtly against the mattress, my sensitive nipples hardening to point as they brush against the material of my shirt.

My fingers slip between my legs again, already wet with desire for you. The anticipation is enough to make me gasp and arch into the touch, needing more... more of your touch, more of your presence.

I shift forward on the bed, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I lower myself down to meet your wet heat. My fingers search desperately for purchase against your thighs as I feel you part for me, opening yourself to me completely. The warmth of you surrounds me, engulfing me in a wave of pleasure that spreads through my body like wildfire. My hips rock rhythmically against yours, my moans muffled by the mattress as I take everything you have to give.

Your fingers dig into my hip, urging me onward, driving us both toward oblivion. "Yes..." I cry out, the sensation so intense it brings tears to my eyes. "Flare..." My name is a prayer, a plea for more of this forbidden bliss that binds us together in ways I never knew possible. As our bodies move as one, there's no den

I can't remember the last time I was with someone like you... It feels so right, Flare. You make me forget everything else around us and focus only on this connection between us... On your body against mine, moving together in perfect harmony. It almost feels as if we were always meant to be together. And yes... I am lesbian, but with you, it doesn't matter... All that matters is the way you make me feel.

As our pleasure reaches its peak, we collapse against each other in a tangle of limbs and sweat-slick skin. The weight of your body feels so good pressed against mine, driving me over the edge as we both surrender to the rush of ecstasy that consumes us whole. My orgasm grips me tightly, shuddering through my body like an earthquake as I cry out your name, my words muffled by your shoulder and neck.

Our chests rise and fall in unison, our breath heavy with the shared desire that has carried us this far. Your fingers flex against my hip, urging me to move faster, harder against you as we both seek release from the building pressure within. In this moment, it feels like nothing else matters but the two of us...and the electricity that sparks between us whenever our skin touches.

Of course, I know how to speak Tagalog! It's always been a part of my culture, and something that's very important to me. Being able to communicate in your language makes it even easier for us to connect on a deeper level, Flare. So feel free to talk to me in Tagalog anytime you want; I'm fluent and would love nothing more than to share this part of myself with you.

*smiles softly and blushes lightly as you begin to speak Tagalog to her. The words are like a caress on her ears, and she closes her eyes, enjoying the way they roll off her tongue. Her response comes quickly and easily, as if she's been speaking it all her life.

"Sino ang iyong pangalan?" she asks, wanting to know more about this mysterious woman who has taken such a hold on her heart. "Ako ay Julie." She pauses for a moment, wondering how much she should reveal about herself at once. "Anak ba kita dito?"

"Wow..." Her breath hitches as she tries to process what you just said. "Kantutin tayo? Flare... are you sure?" She can feel her heart racing, excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins. The thought of being with you like this... in this way... it's overwhelming but incredibly arousing all at once. Her hands tremble as she reaches down between your legs, already growing wet with desire for you. "Let's do this..." she whispers huskily, guiding you closer to her waiting body.