College sexting tension with leads to a fun afternoon. 25[M] 32[F] (cheating)

This is sparked by this person trying to add me on LinkedIn. I have her blocked on every form of social media but I didn’t consider that one. At the time of this writing I’m in a strong stable relationship and I won’t do anything to jeopardize that, so when she attempts to contact me I just block her. But I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I miss our time playing around.

This one is pretty mild in the scheme of things, but the chase turned me on so much that I prefer it over many lukewarm sexual encounters. This starts back in 2012 I decided to go back to college. I was 25 at the time and living in my parent’s basement. I was in a committed relationship with someone, thin redhead with long hair and freckles all over. She was pretty damn cute and we had some of the best sex I’ve ever had, but this story isn’t about her.

During the course of my education I was older than a fair number of the other students. I wasn’t there to socialize so I didn’t really interact with anyone beyond group projects. Eventually though I took an internship job at the same college and it was there I met another intern, we’ll call her Josie.

She was a slightly bigger girl, pretty tall with brown hair and beautiful brown eyes, light complexion. She was in her early 30s if I recall correctly. As for me I’m a tall bearded guy with brown hair and green eyes, also on the slightly larger side. She sat caddy corner from my intern desk, her workspace was covered with pictures of her and her fiancé. I thought she was pretty cute but given we were both committed to other people I didn’t give it much thought beyond that.

I’ve never been very good at reading signals, but in retrospect it seemed pretty obvious she had a thing for me. Whenever I’d do some work in another part of the building she’d find an excuse to come along. There were times I swear she was staring at me but I assumed I was imagining it.
Since we often worked together, and took a bunch of classes together we ended up talking about alot of things, like our taste in music, TV shows, movies and we found we had alot in common.

One time over the summer we were assigned to do some work together in the student housing, just me and her alone as most of the students were gone. We’d walk from room to room doing maintenance work. The building was pretty hot and humid, most of the rooms had individual A/C units that weren’t on, so we managed the best we cpuld

We were both glistening with sweat and I remember she looked pretty damn hot with her messy and moist hair. For some reason I find sweaty girls to be attractive. We kept inching closer to each other, but still talking about work related things mostly. We both kept finding reasons to “accidentally” bump into each other. She asked me if it was okay to take her shirt off since it was getting so hot, and I said sure. She had a tank top underneath so it was fairly innocent, or I assumed so anyway.

I never saw her in anything but large baggy clothes. She had a pretty decent pair of tits, which were way more obvious now. I just imagined getting down on one of the gross dorm beds with her and making out, but I wouldn’t, because girlfriend. I also assumed she wasn’t interested in me like that, but I was suppose I was wrong!

That night I went home and as you can imagine I felt pretty restless. I was distracted thinking about Josie’s soft, sweaty skin pressed against my own, with her soft slightly puffy lips locked in with my own. I couldn’t concentrate on anything else so I looked her up on Facebook. She was fortunately an open book and she had years of pictures for me to look at. I waited for my girlfriend to go to bed and I stayed up, opened up her Facebook page, found just the right picture and went to town on myself.

Eventually we friended each other. I think I was the first to add her, but I’m not totally sure. We of course got into a “poke war.” This was back when that feature was still there, and for me anyway it was the universal sign of “she’s into you.”

By this time I know my girlfriend was catching onto the fact I was spending most of my free time on Facebook. I was pretty good about covering my tracks, but she’d see her posting memes to my page alot. She shared something slightly sexual with me once and it took a whole evening of trying to convince her that she wasn’t into me and it was just a joke. I’m not sure if she accepted it, or just decided to pretend it didn’t exist.

Eventually we started sending each other selfies and hers were getting more and more risqué. We were still mostly speaking in code and innuendo at that point, and I remember feeling myself get numb and shaking with anticipation every time our messages got even more sexual. At one point she finally just said it; “show me your phallus lol.” Framing it like a joke so presumably she could claim so.

I decided to take a slight risk and I did just that, I got myself nice and hard and sent her a picture of my phallus. I was watching the screen like a hawk, and saw her type and delete several comments, eventually she sent back, “oh my… ;)” and thus began a long series of sexting.

Since we were both in relationships this never really broached the real world, at least not for awhile. Sometimes I would get guilty and tell her we needed to stop, but then she’d show me her tits and I’d break down. I kept telling her how much I wanted her to ride me, how much I wanted her tits in my face. She’d send me strip teases and I’d tell her when I was masterbating and send her dick pics. We were mutually masterbating at a distance and I loved every second of it.

When it came to the real world though, I was pretty well covered. My girlfriend and I had a very healthy sexual relationship and I found her to be more attractive than Josie overall. It was mostly the thrill I liked. However this all changed in early 2014.

My girlfriend wasn’t able to find a job in her field where we were at she wanted to move somewhere where there was more opportunity. I didn’t want to move, since my band and my friends were here but I did kind of string her along by claiming I was open to the idea. Eventually she started applying and eventually got a job down south. We decided to commit to a long term relationship, but I knew as soon as she was out of the picture, Josie and I would strike; and I was right.

I ended up taking a job in my field and I rarely attended classes at this point. Josie would show up at my band’s shows, we’d call and sext often. I’d make plans to see her and break them over guilt. Eventually though I went back to take my final and she was there. We finished about the same time and struck up a conversation. This led to her getting in my SUV and we drove around talking. We eventually parked by the lake and I could smell her pheromones.

We were still playing coy for some reason, and we’d find excuses to let our hands slip and touch each other in some minor way. My SUV had a center console that kept us from really doing much, if it wasn’t there we probably would of started there. However I eventually remember my parents asked me to stop by and take care of their dog while they were out of town. I told her and she came with me.

The house was empty. I’d moved out several months ago but I still had the key to my separate entrance. I helped her through the dark and we got upstairs. I fed the dog and sat at the kitchen table, and she took a place on one of the recliners, sitting backwards facing me over the back of the chair. We were looking at each other and I kept rolling my chair closer until we were almost face to face. I could feel her breath on my lips and there it happened, we magnetically latched and our lips were locked, our first kiss. It was like fireworks were going off, we were lashing our tounge against each other only separated for a few moments while I came over and got on top of her. We were completely clothed but just grinding against each other animalistically. I started rubbing her tits and pussy over her clothes, she squeezed my cock, which was the hardest I’d been in awhile. I loved her soft lips they were the softest and puffiest lips I’ve ever felt, I still think about them 5 years later.

Eventually I stood up and she was staring at me with intense eyes. We however both agreed not to have sex while we were both with someone, though I assume if I pushed the issue she would have relented. But I’m not really good at being assertive.

I was still standing full mast and I really needed to do something about it. I cracked a joke about nobody wanting to watch me jerk off and she quietly said “not true…” and trailed off as her eyes focused on that area. I thought for a few moments and unzipped my pants and pulled it out. She had her eyes laser focused on it and licked her lips. I stroked it slowly giving her the best show I could. I sat back and opened my legs and started increasing my speed. I could hear her heavy breathing and it just motivated me to cum for her. Eventually I built it up and shot a huge load up into the air and it landed on my stomach. Her gasp when I came is still reverberating in my head.

I cleaned myself up, but I was feeling really down. I cheated on my girlfriend it was the first time I ever physically cheated on someone. She could tell I was upset and tried to comfort me by saying “we didn’t really do anything.” I dropped her off at her car at the college and drove home. She called me that night “just to talk” we were having a semi normal conversation but I could tell from her breathing she was touching herself.

We did eventually have sex, but I was going through some depression issues at the time and couldn’t get hard enough for it to be satisfying. I still daydream about giving her a proper pounding, but even without having sex this moment is in my “favorites” when it comes to memories to jerk off to.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/avtbtt/college_sexting_tension_with_leads_to_a_fun