Long Distance Buildup [MF]

Hey all! Yet another “long-time lurker, first time poster.” I’ve never posted or even told anything like this, so please be nice. The “sexy stuff” is marked with “at a later date.” Disclaimer: there is no sex in this story, sorry.

**Some backstory:**

Several summers ago, I had an internship in another state where I got to live on-site. Right off the bat, I was incredibly attracted to my boss’s son (he was 20 at the time, I was 18) and we ended up dating. Unfortunately, I had to move back home after only 2 weeks (3 dates) of “officially” dating, so we didn’t get too far physically. Just the basic kissing/cuddling/cute new couple stuff. Once I moved back home and then to school, we FaceTimed almost every night. Since we were obviously lacking in physical attention, we spent a lot of time talking about personal/sexual preferences, what we’d do if we were together or next time we saw each other, etc etc etc. He visited me over Labor Day weekend, but we didn’t do much beyond kissing and light grinding. All of this is just creating tension and frustration to be dealt with “at a later date.”

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**Descriptions:**

“James” (name changed for anonymity): 20, 6’4″ish, very lean, muscular but not chiseled, full but short and well-maintained beard. To this day still the most attractive man I’ve met.

Me: 18, 5’9″, 135 lbs, 34DDD, short blonde hair.

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**”At a later date”**

Fast forward to December, when I visited for the week before Christmas. He picked me up from the airport, and from the second we got in the car we couldn’t keep off each other. Finally got home, I showered the “airplane stench” off me and we hung out with his family for a while. Since it’d been a long day, I opted to hit the hay rather than hang more with him, creating more tension somewhat intentionally.

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The next night was a different story. We headed to the basement as soon as dinner was over to watch my favorite movie, Phantom of the Opera, as he’d never seen it. We made it all the way to the “All I Ask of You” scene, which has forever been a turn-on for me. We started kissing, and I took the opportunity to point out that he’d promised me a massage several times over FaceTime and that I was stiff from the plane ride. Obviously, he didn’t take much convincing and was very eager to begin rubbing my body, starting at my neck and shoulders and working his way down. As he got to the level of my boobs, he started conservatively, staying focused on my back. I moved my arms a bit away from my body to allow more room for his hands to wander, which he shyly took. I could tell that my bra was sort of in the way, so I slid out from under him to toss it to the side. This worked like a light switch.

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Sans bra and slightly bolder, James worked his way down and around my back and sides, leaving no millimeter untouched. When he got to my pants, he started working his way back up, knowing that I was incredibly modest and not one for groping right out the gate. After all, I was there a week and there was more than enough time to explore :) That being said, on his way back up, he got much bolder and started brushing the sides of my boobs lightly at first, then when met by approval by me, a bit harder. He leaned down and started kissing the back of my neck and around to my chin, and I flipped over under him to facilitate making out. We’re both huge fans of being rough and wasted no time dancing with our tongues, biting each others’ lips, working our way down. After a bit, he asked if I wanted to try being on top. I agreed and with some amateur yoga moves, we swapped.

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Not missing a beat, we got right back into it, and I discovered a new side of me. Feeling bold and empowered, I broke the kiss to start kissing and biting along his jawline, up to the ear, down to his chest. From our hundreds of FaceTimes, I knew he was into kisses and teasing on his torso, so I kissed all over in designs and patterns worthy of a display in the Louvre. Now below the belly button and still getting “yes”s and gasps of approval, I dipped my tongue just a bit into his waistband, which was met with shock and what I read as glee, as it was by far the boldest thing we’d ever done. I looked up at him with a smirk, asking for the “okay.” James pulled me up to his face, and kissed me before flipping me over so I was back on bottom. Guess you can only get so far in one night.

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As I said, there’s 6 more nights of content, which do get steamier, as I get that this is pretty tame. If y’all liked this, our story, or my writing, let me know and I’d love to write the others up! If not, that’s cool too and I might anyway. Thanks for reading.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/au42f6/long_distance_buildup_mf