ElySioNs
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hi guys, first post here and it’s a little bit of a long story so buckle in. I’m not proud of it, but this was during a time where my relationship was a long distance one. I was 18 and so was my bf & we’d met each other when I’d taken a trip to the city and had clicked instantly, exchanged socials and just hadn’t stopped talking since. I’d never planned on having a long distance relationship, I was already quite a horny girl at this point but I really liked the guy so I agreed to be his and move to his city at the end of the year when I had all my shit together. we would video call every night but I always felt like I had a bigger sex drive than him, I’d always send him nudes in hopes to get some back and forth started but he never took the bait as much as I wanted him too. Which led to me feeling quite pent up all the time.
Life doesn’t always go as planned though and about half way through this year of waiting, I ended up moving into a friends home prematurely as I needed space from the family home. I’d mentioned to my mates that my home life was driving me nuts and one of my male friends (I think he was like 21 at the time) offered me a room at his, I accepted and I moved into the spare room next to his. He’d come home from work and we had a very active social group so almost every second night at this point there was a friend over or we were all out doing something. But on the off nights, it was just him and I, and I don’t know how we got into the habit of it but we’d lay down on my bed together and watch tv shows to pass the time.
For context our friend group loved giving each other head scratches, especially the girls. And all the guys would sit around and we’d massage their heads or our other girl friends heads with our nails as we chatted and drinked and smoked.
So as we’d lay there, one night we turned to me and he said, “head scratches?” And my eager to please ass agreed, and we would do this do each night, just soft physical touch as we watched tv. It felt harmless in a way but I think we both knew what we were doing and I felt very guilty about it but he was filling this hole of physical affection I had been craving so badly.
I’d spend the nights still video calling my partner but things were getting a little less frequent as I was getting really into partying and he wasn’t such a fan of that. I still really cared about him but things were getting a little harder for me as I watched all my friends have fun experiences with each other but I was committed to this guy who lived hours and hours away. And there was this temptation that lived in the room beside me.
One night, as I was laying with my head on his chest receiving my head scratches in return, the barrier broke and I remember as his hand moved from stroking just my shoulders and neck to inching down and tracing my collarbone, I remember shivering and thinking about where his hand might go next and feeling strangely excited and pleased as it moved towards the crease of my breasts, stroking along the tops of them, back and forth lightly before inching deeper down my singlet and below my shirt line. (I always wore singlet tanks with no bra back then so in retrospect that made for quick access to my chest). I remember holding my breath and thinking about how if we were really going to do this and I looked up and his and he gave me this cheeky grin before pulling his hand back and apologising. He asked if we wanted to go for a smoke and have a chat outside as I’m sure he could tell I was feeling a little nervous.
We got up and stepped outside and my body was full of all this electric energy that I didn’t want to admit at the time was arousal so I sat on the ground and started picking at the grass as we chatted. I told him how I felt awful because I had a boyfriend and he told me he honestly forgot I even had one until I mentioned him again and apologised for making me uncomfortable. he agreed we’d just keep it at a friend to friend level for now with the affection and he gave me a hug as we finished our chat and I remember as he pulled back he leaned out but didn’t quite let go before leaning back in and kissing me. I remember sitting there a little shocked but feeling like I had gotten what I’d wanted strangely as he pulls away and walks to the glass door back inside and says “friends can still kiss too right?”
I should have said something back to him then but I was so wound up and shaken from the kiss and maybe I also just really wanted it as well so I laughed and must have said something along the lines of whatever you say and let him walk back to his room that night as I walked to mine.
I don’t think even a day passed before we were watching tv, this time in the lounge room together, if I remember right that was my idea, like not being in the bedroom would stop any temptations I had in mind. the tv show starts, we sit there for a bit before he turns to me and asks for head scratches and I knew where this was going but fuck it I really couldn’t help myself. I’d spent the whole night thinking about where the last interaction could have gone if I’d let it, if I wasn’t so tied up with my online boyfriend who was never in the mood as much as I needed him to be. I’d never done IT before but I’d been an online slut, chatting away in chat rooms for years at this point as at that point & I had always been too shy to initiate anything. But I couldn’t get IT off my mind.
so when the head scratches turned to body caressing and his hands felt their way all along my body, sending shivers up my spine and right down to between my legs where I could feel myself beginning to pool, I decided i wouldn’t say no tonight. I remember putting my hand on his thigh and playing with the tie of his shorts, pulling back on the string like I wanted inside. He stood up from the couch and looked at me with his hand outstretched and said “your bedroom or mine? I think friends can please each other too right?”
I got nervous, I’d just been pulling at his pants and here he is offering it and now I’m nervous. I looked up at him and I told him how it was wrong but he looked down at me and told me that he just wanted to make me feel good, that we both deserved to just be able to make each other feel good and have a little fun while we’ve got the time. And he made it sound so reasonable, like why wouldn’t we just fuck each other? why not just agree to enjoy one another’s bodies for the sake of it? So I took his hand and i let him make the decision as he dragged me to my bedroom and threw me down onto the bed. I remember laying there as he promised to please me and could feel myself needing to squirm in anticipation as he pulled off my clothes first, looking down at me as he shed himself of his own, I could see his cock already hard for me and it gave me such a rush that I remember just nodding to him, he knew I was a virgin so he promised to be gentle as he pulled my legs apart and lined himself up. It didn’t hurt at all I felt only pleasure as he gave me the first cock I’d ever experience. He held me down by my hips and started slow before pinning my legs above my head so I could feel every single inch of it. It felt so much better than any toy I’d used or any time I’d made myself cum and I felt like I was finally doing what I was made for. He looked down at me and asked me if he could cum in me and he’d take us to get the morning after pill. I’d always wanted to feel cum leaking from my pussy like I’d seen in all the porn and heard about in all the erotica I’d read, so I nodded and I let him cum deep inside me.
it didn’t last long, he told me he’s never cum that quick before and it must be my pussy but I’m not sure if I believe him on that one because he finished fast every time we fucked after that. I didn’t mind though it made me feel really powerful hahah.
after ashamedly a few days too many, but also not THAT long after, I finally called my boyfriend and ended things as I clearly wasn’t capable of long distance in my current horny mindset. and that’s my shameful but kinda hot origin story, anyway if you enjoyed I’ve got a few other kinda wilder stories I can share with you all if you’re keen, mwah.
Life doesn’t always go as planned though and about half way through this year of waiting, I ended up moving into a friends home prematurely as I needed space from the family home. I’d mentioned to my mates that my home life was driving me nuts and one of my male friends (I think he was like 21 at the time) offered me a room at his, I accepted and I moved into the spare room next to his. He’d come home from work and we had a very active social group so almost every second night at this point there was a friend over or we were all out doing something. But on the off nights, it was just him and I, and I don’t know how we got into the habit of it but we’d lay down on my bed together and watch tv shows to pass the time.
For context our friend group loved giving each other head scratches, especially the girls. And all the guys would sit around and we’d massage their heads or our other girl friends heads with our nails as we chatted and drinked and smoked.
So as we’d lay there, one night we turned to me and he said, “head scratches?” And my eager to please ass agreed, and we would do this do each night, just soft physical touch as we watched tv. It felt harmless in a way but I think we both knew what we were doing and I felt very guilty about it but he was filling this hole of physical affection I had been craving so badly.
I’d spend the nights still video calling my partner but things were getting a little less frequent as I was getting really into partying and he wasn’t such a fan of that. I still really cared about him but things were getting a little harder for me as I watched all my friends have fun experiences with each other but I was committed to this guy who lived hours and hours away. And there was this temptation that lived in the room beside me.
One night, as I was laying with my head on his chest receiving my head scratches in return, the barrier broke and I remember as his hand moved from stroking just my shoulders and neck to inching down and tracing my collarbone, I remember shivering and thinking about where his hand might go next and feeling strangely excited and pleased as it moved towards the crease of my breasts, stroking along the tops of them, back and forth lightly before inching deeper down my singlet and below my shirt line. (I always wore singlet tanks with no bra back then so in retrospect that made for quick access to my chest). I remember holding my breath and thinking about how if we were really going to do this and I looked up and his and he gave me this cheeky grin before pulling his hand back and apologising. He asked if we wanted to go for a smoke and have a chat outside as I’m sure he could tell I was feeling a little nervous.
We got up and stepped outside and my body was full of all this electric energy that I didn’t want to admit at the time was arousal so I sat on the ground and started picking at the grass as we chatted. I told him how I felt awful because I had a boyfriend and he told me he honestly forgot I even had one until I mentioned him again and apologised for making me uncomfortable. he agreed we’d just keep it at a friend to friend level for now with the affection and he gave me a hug as we finished our chat and I remember as he pulled back he leaned out but didn’t quite let go before leaning back in and kissing me. I remember sitting there a little shocked but feeling like I had gotten what I’d wanted strangely as he pulls away and walks to the glass door back inside and says “friends can still kiss too right?”
I should have said something back to him then but I was so wound up and shaken from the kiss and maybe I also just really wanted it as well so I laughed and must have said something along the lines of whatever you say and let him walk back to his room that night as I walked to mine.
I don’t think even a day passed before we were watching tv, this time in the lounge room together, if I remember right that was my idea, like not being in the bedroom would stop any temptations I had in mind. the tv show starts, we sit there for a bit before he turns to me and asks for head scratches and I knew where this was going but fuck it I really couldn’t help myself. I’d spent the whole night thinking about where the last interaction could have gone if I’d let it, if I wasn’t so tied up with my online boyfriend who was never in the mood as much as I needed him to be. I’d never done IT before but I’d been an online slut, chatting away in chat rooms for years at this point as at that point & I had always been too shy to initiate anything. But I couldn’t get IT off my mind.
so when the head scratches turned to body caressing and his hands felt their way all along my body, sending shivers up my spine and right down to between my legs where I could feel myself beginning to pool, I decided i wouldn’t say no tonight. I remember putting my hand on his thigh and playing with the tie of his shorts, pulling back on the string like I wanted inside. He stood up from the couch and looked at me with his hand outstretched and said “your bedroom or mine? I think friends can please each other too right?”
I got nervous, I’d just been pulling at his pants and here he is offering it and now I’m nervous. I looked up at him and I told him how it was wrong but he looked down at me and told me that he just wanted to make me feel good, that we both deserved to just be able to make each other feel good and have a little fun while we’ve got the time. And he made it sound so reasonable, like why wouldn’t we just fuck each other? why not just agree to enjoy one another’s bodies for the sake of it? So I took his hand and i let him make the decision as he dragged me to my bedroom and threw me down onto the bed. I remember laying there as he promised to please me and could feel myself needing to squirm in anticipation as he pulled off my clothes first, looking down at me as he shed himself of his own, I could see his cock already hard for me and it gave me such a rush that I remember just nodding to him, he knew I was a virgin so he promised to be gentle as he pulled my legs apart and lined himself up. It didn’t hurt at all I felt only pleasure as he gave me the first cock I’d ever experience. He held me down by my hips and started slow before pinning my legs above my head so I could feel every single inch of it. It felt so much better than any toy I’d used or any time I’d made myself cum and I felt like I was finally doing what I was made for. He looked down at me and asked me if he could cum in me and he’d take us to get the morning after pill. I’d always wanted to feel cum leaking from my pussy like I’d seen in all the porn and heard about in all the erotica I’d read, so I nodded and I let him cum deep inside me.
it didn’t last long, he told me he’s never cum that quick before and it must be my pussy but I’m not sure if I believe him on that one because he finished fast every time we fucked after that. I didn’t mind though it made me feel really powerful hahah.
after ashamedly a few days too many, but also not THAT long after, I finally called my boyfriend and ended things as I clearly wasn’t capable of long distance in my current horny mindset. and that’s my shameful but kinda hot origin story, anyway if you enjoyed I’ve got a few other kinda wilder stories I can share with you all if you’re keen, mwah.
