HiddenForSecrets

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

Look, I'll admit I'm very good at taking initiative. And at writing long, detailed paragraphs that describe our genitals with purple prose.

But I'm tired of being in charge.

I wish I could just lay down with my vibrator and type in the occasional "mmm" while someone bombarded me with flirty, witty and sexy texts. I wish someone would write paragraphs up and down about licking my pale, slender body, and all I had to send in return was "more baby, mmm".

Maybe it's the slight allusion to free-use that gets me off, or maybe it's just the idea that somebody could take care of me for once.

Please put the word "tangerine" in your chat request so I know you've read it all.

And when I use the 4A

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

Okay hear me out!!

I’m a trans woman. I’ve still got my factory parts. You’re a trans man. You may or may not also have your default equipment.

I want to try a weird rp. We play as each other’s body. As in, you play your brain in my body, I play my brain in yours. Maybe even try the elusive 2nd person perspective, if we’re feeling frisky?

Obviously there needs to be clear boundaries from the beginning, but I think it might be both fun and an interesting perspective shift in terms of dealing with dysphoria.

It’s not lost on my that my target audience is narrow, so I will just hop off to bed and hope this has garnered any attention in the morning.

Chat soon x

So, you’ve found a post you think is hot and want in on? Good for you!

Here are a few tips for reaching out.

1. Put in effort It should go without saying, but writing an enticing first message goes a long way if you want to not be ignored. “Hi” is a word, not a full sentence. Write about yourself, how you interpreted the prompt, or maybe even write a little teaser for what you’ve got to offer. Creativity is hot!

2. Be patient Some posts get popular. If you liked one, chances are other people did as well. Take a breather and let the OP get back to you on their schedule and terms. If you don’t get a response? That sucks. Sure. But there are plenty more people out there, so get back in the

Congrats on deciding to write a post!

Here’s what you need to know, to make you and your future chat partner’s experience more enjoyable.

1. Define a clear “want” Be as direct about your wishes as you are able. This will act both as a filter but also as a guide to potential partners. Want a more exciting message than “hi”? Write something inspiring that is easy to act on.

2. Use a pass-phrase Include a pass-phrase somewhere in your post that you ask people to use, so you know they’ve read through it. (Eg. “Please start your reply with ‘Horseshoe’ if you want a reply”)

3. Set a timer After posting your prompt, please be mindful that it can vary greatly in popularity. Set a timer of an hou

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Hello and welcome, freaks of the internet! This is a place for all those who are new to text-based debauchery—a chance to dip your toes in the exciting waters of dirty chatting.

A few initial words to keep in mind.

1. This is a place for newbies! Which can be a double edged sword. We keep the barrier of entry low, so most people can get a chance to participate, but it also means that bots and spam accounts will likely be very active. Please be careful who you respond to, and never share identifying information or pictures.

2. Your privacy matters Look, we’ve all done stupid things while horny. This can bite us in the a

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

I’m a bi woman with a STRONG preference for other women (cis or trans). Genitals don’t usually matter to me.

However, dick has been on my mind a lot lately. Pursing my red lips, opening wide and taking every last girthy inch until it’s hard for me to breathe? Honestly, that’s pretty much all I’ve been able to think about for the past few days.

All cocks are welcome—big or small, on a man or on a woman—it may sound callous, but right now I’m not thinking about the person it’s attached to. I’m just thinking about giving a big, wet, sloppy blowjob.

Two things:

1. I will never (as in: never ever) send pics.

2. I imagine this will become pretty popular, so I will leave it open for an hour o

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?

I’ll level with you: I’m feeling really nostalgic. The days of MSN messenger and T9 texting did wonderful things for naughty chats, but with time, the charm was lost. The internet and instant messengers became sterile and surveiled.

I long for the days where hot texts had a character limit. Of creative emoticons, and pornographic ASCII images because sending photos wasn’t part of the cell plan.

Mostly, I loved the fleeting nature of it. You could hit up your flirt in the hopes that they were on their phone — and if they weren’t, you’d get a sexy (if disjointed) message as a treat several hours later.

Won’t someone please help me relive that?