Or the one where Peridot meets Lapis in a chat room. (2693 words)
Peridot's night is young and free. Free from pesky late night study sessions, and graveyard shifts at the photocopy shop. She has just gotten back from the local flea market, trying her luck at an electronics trade show, walking away with a satisfying haul of mechanical garbage.
In her bedroom, the bed itself is the only clean area. MacBooks are littered all over the floor like socks, among various wires connected to dead circuits, along with dirty clothes and crumpled empty bags of nacho flavored corn chips overcrowding her rug.
After a long day, the techie plops down on the bed, with her laptop brought up to a webpage servicing one of those "Webchat-A-Stranger" sites to entertain herself for the evening.
That familiar pop up surfaces, asking for her permission to enable web and mic functions.
Peridot clicks "Allow", and is greeted by the image of herself in a dark green long sleeve, bedroom shorts, and footie socks. Her glasses have been taken off her face and set aside to get rid of their glaring effect on camera.
Talking to random people online has always interested Peridot. A worldwide net full of people from different countries and backgrounds, all here to converse about whatever they think of. The only aspect that turns her off would be the random shameless jag offs putting their privates on full display. That's why Peridot has filters. Set to only connect with females in her country.
For Peridot, it is sometimes difficult to socialize outside of the confines of her room. It took a lot of energy out of her to carry on a conversation with a fellow electronic connoisseur earlier today. But behind a screen, she's relaxed and non-anxious to the idea of talking to random people.
The very first partners Peridot connects with are not worth her time nor energy. Among them, she pairs with people who broadcast only black screens that irritates her enough to disconnect immediately. As well as underaged children, who Peridot politely waves off before connecting to someone else for more mature company. No such luck.
Considering this night a bust, she almost thinks of going to bed...almost.
At the trade show, Peridot met up with a friend who was also in attendance. They conversed for awhile after leaving, and it somehow lead to Peridot talking about her online communication efforts towards the female crowd. Her friend gave her a suggested site for Peridot to feel more comfortable with.
After Peridot types in the web address given, she is in pure shock to find out her friend has given her a lesbian adult chat site. Peridot becomes confused on how misinformed her friend had been to even suggest this.
Does she think I'm gay? Peridot thinks. It isn't the first time someone has thought that Peridot swings towards the same sex. For years she has questioned her own sexuality, as if it's an elusive enigma. She's only looking for someone to talk with, not to parade her body around for a complete stranger.
Peridot knows she probably should just close the window in question and go to sleep. However, Peridot's curiosity doesn't let up, and she finds herself scrolling along, to see if the website has anything to offer herself within reason. She comes across a stream tab labeled "casual" with only forty females active. Peridot figures it wouldn't hurt to create an account and see if it's right for her.
After her account has been personalized, she takes in a deep breath and clicks to connect with someone.
Peridot immediately connects to someone.
It starts with a simple screen name: WaterWitch4U. Their feed takes a minute to load, but when it does, Peridot becomes smitten. The feed's connection has been received, broadcasting a fully clothed blue haired girl, laid on a couch chewing red vines.
Peridot notices the strangely alluring young lady attention was invested in watching tv, so she probably doesn't notice Peridot connecting right away. It gives Peridot time to study a new face, and notes how the gems of her nose piercing match the color of her royal blue eyes. Peridot can't make out the band name displayed on her black shirt.
Peridot speaks up dryly. "H-hello..."
Her partner snaps her head down, and looks back up to mute her television. She then places her laptop upright on her lap to get a good look at who she's connected with.
"Why hello there, I'm Lapis."
"Peridot."
"So Peridot, are you lesbian or bi?"
Peridot crinkles her nose at the question, "I'm not entirely sure, is that weird?"
"I wouldn't say that. But that does prove you're curious enough to be on this site. Is this your first time?" Lapis smiles and tilts her head inquisitively.
Peridot nods, allowing Lapis to re adjust herself to lay on her stomach, with the laptop resting on the end of her couch.
"Well, women come on here for kinky female interaction. Are you interested?"
"I thought I clicked on the casual tab?" Peridot questions, now panicking slightly.
"Oh. Common misconception. That's short for casual encounters. Where we converse for a bit and when it's over we fool around," Lapis explains.
Peridot sighs and looks off to the side. "Well at first it was strictly to converse with women online, but—"
"But?"
"I mean, you're really pretty"
Lapis giggles for a moment before responding. "So are you. I bet you have a nice body under that hoodie, huh?"
"Thanks, I guess," Peridot blushes.
"Since we both have established our admiration, what are you thinking about doing now?"
"You," Peridot squeaks.
"Peridot! You flirt, how old are you?"
"I turned 20 last month, you?"
"I'm 21."
Peridot feels relieved she asked her, since you can never be too careful.
"I believe you fit all criteria, extra points for being cute and hot." Lapis winks at the camera.
Peridot begins to feel a tingle within herself. The way Lapis is laying down allows her butt to be exposed behind her head. Peridot notices Lapis is only wearing panties and a shirt.
"Do you mind if I get more comfortable?" Lapis asks.
"You mean more comfortable than you already are with no pants on?" Peridot jokes.
Lapis chuckles, "Allow me to rephrase that. Do you want me to start?"
Peridot dryly swallows, and nods her head in agreement. She watches Lapis sit on her knees and reach for her shirt tail, raising it up slowly.
Peridot feels she needs to come clean before these ventures progress any further.
"Lapis wait!" Peridot halts, the feeling of her own self derived inadequacy catches up to her.
Lapis plops back down to the couch,"What? Am I too hot to handle?"
"It's not you, I promise," Peridot corrects. Peridot feels she made things tense between them. And it's clear from this exchange that she feels unsure about being ready for alternative interactions online. She feels lucky that this random person was so nice about it, thus being her first time. This really puts Lapis in the mood. "I'm sorry if I turn you off...-erm. What I mean by that is...I'm riled up for whatever, and you seem like a nice person. I don't want you to get your hopes up when I inevitably fail to reach your expectations."
"Relax Peridot. You're on the casual tab, remember? I'm not looking for love here and I'm not expecting much on your part. I see a nice face, and I shower pleasantries. If you want, you can just watch me do my thing and let your body react naturally without showing any skin. I find it hot to let nature take its course." That tingle grew wilder in the pit of Peridot's stomach after Lapis lays out a sinful scene to play.
"I-I would love that...please," Peridot breathes slouching back into her pillows, her laptop resting at the end of her shorts. Peridot's torso fills the medium of the broadcast with her head and crotch at both ends.
Lapis enjoys the new position Peridot shifts into, revealing a surprising tight pair of shorts she only wears around the house. "Those small thighs look like there gonna burst out of those smaller shorts, hun." Peridot smiles at Lapis' compliment. Her usual interactions didn't have this much flattery, and she's beginning to like it a lot.
Lapis only laughs at Peridot's flustered reaction, "Enjoy the show, Peridot," Lapis winks, standing back on her knees into the couch cushions. She reaches for a remote and turns the T.V off, before putting on some music. It isn't upbeat, more like a slow jam to set a mood. If it were missing, that is. Peridot can't see Lapis' face, but her body is present and much at play as she begins to dance for her. Her vision lies to the bare creamy below, briefly exposing her underwear as a sneak peak.
Peridot catches this glimpse, and immediately fumes steam from her hoodie. While continuing to enjoy Lapis' moves, Peridot found her arms disappearing into each sleeve. She figured this is what Lapis meant about nature taking its course, her body shedding its binds for relief. Peridot tucks her head inside, and throws the fleece behind the bed, leaving her in a thin T-shirt.
"Mmm...that's the spirit hun," Lapis entertains. "I'm right behind you."
Peridot leans in close after Lapis reveals her torso, along with the bottom part of her cerulean bra.
Sadly, Peridot goes wide eyed and shocked to be met with a sudden dark screen. "Wait, what? No, no, nooo!" Peridot panics, finding out her laptop died. She springs out of bed and darts to the kitchen, where she goes to retrieve her longest charger. She quickly comes running back to bed, plugging in the input, and then the output. After waiting a while, her home screen appears, and she quickly restores her previous window.
The site's window explains that she's offline, losing touch with the girl she invested all her interest in. Peridot feels defeated after losing that special tingle within her all because of her lack of battery care.
Peridot doesn't want to give up so easily, and with a new determined look on her face, she scrolls back to the causal tab in her efforts to find Lapis again. Almost instantly, she connects with someone who is not WaterWitch4U. She soon switches to the next available cam, and then another. This goes on for awhile, and Peridot begins to doubt herself. She hopes Lapis hasn't already connect to someone else. That doesn't sit right with Peridot and she realizes she's met with a dead end. Until a bright idea surfaces.
Peridot decides to line every single laptop she owns on her bed. Spending thirty minutes to que the same web address and along with creating five different accounts just to find one person can take a lot of energy out of a person, and a lot of energy out of her WiFi network. That fact doesn't discourage her pursuit as she scans each screen, denying strange women to find her blue haired enchantress.
Out of sheer luck, one of her laptops connected to the feed of Lapis, who is still streaming. It looks like she put all her clothes back on after Peridot left. With nothing else to entertain her, she returns attention back to watching TV and eating candy. Just like the first time.
"Oh my god! I found you!" Peridot announces with glee, closing every vacant laptop.
Lapis looks down and delivers a smile that melts Peridot's heart. "Peridot! You're back, I thought I scared you off."
"That couldn't be more further than the truth. I'm really sorry about that, my battery died," Peridot explains. "I had to use every computer in the house just to find you again."
Hearing that explanation confuses Lapis. "Wait, you can stream multiple women using one account on here?"
"No. It took me forever! Luckily, not only did I have six laptops at my disposal, I also took the time to create five different mock accounts."
"Umm...you know...and I don't want to you to feel stupid or anything like that...but you could've just gone to your recent folder and found me there."
"Oh...that does make me feel dumb..." Peridot admits with a hard facepalm.
"Wow you did all of that in thirty minutes, huh?" Lapis smiles feeling loved. "Maybe you are gay!"
"Is that a good thing?" Peridot questions.
"It's a wonderful thing Peridot. Why don't we continue where we left off, shall we?" Lapis offers, and turns the TV off knowing, already knowing what Peridot's answer is going to be.
Now Peridot is feeling both nervous and horribly horribly excited. In one swift motion, Lapis takes her shirt completely off, with music to accompany her movements. Peridot quickly imagines what's going to happen next, which makes her tiny, smooth pinkish nipples stand erect, and scrape the insides of her shirt.
Lapis reaches towards her back clasp, and her bra falls under her, revealing her nice bust. "Wow..." Peridot whispers in glorified fascination. Nature takes its course again, making Peridot wiggle out of her shirt. She doesn't have a bra underneath, only her small mounds swollen from arousal.
Lapis smiles, and Peridot nervously smiles back, her pussy pounding in her shorts. Both girls are shirtless now, unable to tear their sights away from each other.
Lapis looks within the pit of Peridot's soul, and sticks her middle finger inside her white panties, fingering herself gently. Peridot has never been this turned on before, and she began pinching her nipples. Lapis slides her underwear off, and her pussy is spread wide in front of her camera.
Peridot figures she has to be gay, because the sight of Lapis' folds makes her own loins burn intensely. Lapis doesn't have a single hair on her mound, appearing pink and slippery. Peridot keeps pinching her nipples for Lapis, while drenching her shorts below. Peridot impulsively pushes her laptop back to spread her own legs. Feeling her restrictive shorts ride up her thighs, she decides to follow Lapis' lead and undress further.
She paces herself by leaving on her pink panties. Peridot fondles her own sex through them. Her sex drips through the thin fabric, wet with arousal, and she finds her clit. She begins alternating between rubbing and squeezing. Lapis takes it up a notch by driving two fingers into herself, and she moans loudly.
Peridot slides her panties to the side, revealing her moist sex, riddled with syrupy lines of excitement. Peridot's eyes stare hungrily at Lapis's body, and her hand speeds up to rub herself raw.
They both cry out loud in pleasure, their bodies writhing, their tits heaving. Peridot begins fingering herself as well, in tune with Lapis' tempo. Pretty soon, the streamers are so entrapped in pleasuring themselves that they have to stop looking at each other.
Not a single word is exchanged, except for occasional ah's and ooo's here and there. Until Peridot expresses her feelings:
"I'm feeling like about to cum!"
"I hope that laptop is waterproof."
"It's not, but I don't care, I have...five m-more."
"You would drench your computer for me, huh? T-that is so hot."
"A-at this point I'd do anything to get you off,"
"Well you're definitely doing a good job getting me there,"
"Yeah?"
"Yeaaah"
Peridot feels the pool of cum rush out of her like hot soup coming out of a funnel. She reels back and screams a blood-curdling cry of self ecstasy. Her sensitive sex is throbbing so hard that she feels it pounding even from the back of her head. Seeing Peridot get off in such a vivacious manner prompts Lapis to scream so loud, that it might as well have broken Peridot's computer speakers. Peridot watches pure cum dribble out the attractive slit, as she lies back feeling unashamed of her nudity.
"Woah-wow!" Lapis exclaims, "I think someone just earned my phone number," she confesses, not even looking in Peridot's general direction.
