[MF] How I lost my virginity to a catfish (Part 1)

This is my first and only story. If you are just some lonely wanderer looking for something casual to masturbate to, this is probably not your best bet. The buildup is quite large. Mainly I'm writing this to get it off my chest, make of it what you will. Also I do not apologise for my bad english. Feel free to give me your opinion if you want to.

This story starts roughly two and a half years ago. Having mostly given up on the prospect of a relationship, I signed up on some dating site. I didn't expect much to come of it but I figured it wouldn't hurt either. Sure enough that's when she contacted me. Her name was Fay. Now I have had quite a few online conversations and odds are so have you. You probably know how it feels to write half-hearted messages back and forth, knowing it most likely won't amount to much but you never know, right? This was the complete opposite. I know full well how cheesy it sounds but I had the feeling of having found the exact right person. We talked online for ages about everything and anything, we just clicked, so to speak. Things steadily progressed from there to more and more personal and intimate things and before I really knew what was happening we had started to have a relationship via the internet. In hindsight this sound strange to me but at the time it seemed to be the right thing to do. We talked for hours over the phone every day and I was so very happy with everything. We even started to make plans for the future, named our future children, you name it. The "only" problem was the physical distance between us. It was enough not to be able to visit regularly and when we planned to do that something kept getting in the way. Her health, personal issues of any kind (she had had psychological problems, daddy issues and the like). This went on for months but still I kept it going. I was so in love with her. (On a side note: These are classic warning signs, just in case you recognise a pattern.) Sure enough the topic of sex arose. This happened very soon after we met actually and we talked a great deal about it. We got very flirty, exchanged likes and dislikes and much more. This is a very big deal for me to happen. I was 24 at the time but still a virgin. In part this was due to me being shy and introverted (and no, dear people, I'm not ugly) but a big part was my upbringing and religion. You see, I'm a christian and when I say that I don't mean a "my parents were christian so I'm as well at least kind of" sort. I'm more the "I believe in Jesus Christ as my very personal saviour and intend to spend the rest of eternity with him" sort. Maybe this sounds odd to you but it's the truth. Being this kind of guy, I had not had sex or anything of the sort previously and was rather conservative about it. Waiting for marriage and so on. You know the deal. Considering this, it was astonishing how she lured out this side in me. How I was so comfortable with talking about sex all day and night long and after some time (less than I'd like to admit) we had phone sex. It was awesome, it made me feel sexy and powerful. To get someone to orgasm with just your voice holds a very special appeal in my opinion and I enjoyed it a lot. I did feel guilty about it though.

After a while things got tense between us because seeing each other in real life never worked and her personal issues seemed to take more and more hold on her. So I set her an ultimatum (it wasn't nearly as heartless as it sounds now, I promise) for visiting me. She wouldn't let me visit her and promised to come to me instead so we could see each other for the first time. It didn't work. She cancelled on me and in order to protect myself from all the disappointment and hurt I ended it and broke up with her. I told her to deal with her issues and then maybe get back to me. That very week I found out that she was in fact a catfish (look it up if you don't know what it is), meaning that probably everything she had told me had been a lie. Her pictures, her personal information, everything. This sent me over the edge to a very depressed time in my life. Finding out the woman you thought was the love of your life lied to you all the time is not easy to process.

Roughly a year later I got contact to her again through a cousin of hers. I hadn't wanted to do this but I needed to in order to get some kind of closure as I was still thinking about her all the time. It was very strange to talk to her after all this time but what was even stranger was that she continued to talk to me like nothing happened. She offered me an apology that cannot honestly be counted as such and proceeded to flirt with me quite aggressively. I know I did my part but I was still taken aback and sure enough I joined in. I knew it was a bad idea but I couldn't help it. She promised to give me an explanation of what she did and why when we met in person. I was pretty skeptical of that and sure enough it didn't work out the first few times. Still, after a few failed attempts I stood in front of her door and rang the bell. To say I was nervous would be a slight understatement. She opened up and I could hardly believe my eyes: she was fat. And not a little overweight, no I mean she was extremely obese. I laughed inside, wondering how I was ever able to fall for this woman and how she concealed it so well on pictures (a remarkable job, let me tell you). A short time later we found ourselves lying on her king size bed and talking. She was fumbling her hair, so was I after a while and suddenly something happened which I'd never have guessed possible: I was hard. Really hard. A remote part of my mind was shocked but truth be told my brain was almost completely overriden by this point. Something in her voice or her presence triggered the memories of all these long phone sex session we'd had and that was that for my self restraint I guess. Before I knew what was happening we were french kissing aggressively. I fondled her enormous tits but she kept on pushing my hands away. She told me she didn't want this but I see she didn't mean it plain as day. Maybe it was keeping up appearances or she just liked playing coy, I don't know. I teased her with a voice message she had sent me previously in which she begged me to put my dick in her mouth. She laughed and put her hands over her eyes as I opened my pants and pulled out my hard dick. I took her hand and laid in on my dick. As soon as she touched her reflexes seemed to kick in and she began massaging it. This was the first time anyone but myself touched my dick and I could hardly believe this was real. She then put it in her mouth and started licking it. It seemed to me that she knew well what she was doing (though I can hardly tell) and it felt absolutely heavenly to me. She proceeded to give me the first blowjob I had ever received and hardly surprising I couldn't take it for very long. In fact I blew my load in her mouth maybe 30 seconds after she started sucking me. She didn't seem to mind too much though and swallowed it all. And yes this makes me very horny as well.

This story keeps dragging on so I think I'll write a second part. No worries I won't wait for approval or some such. The juicier parts a yet to come. Pun intended.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3v15w5/mf_how_i_lost_my_virginity_to_a_catfish_part_1