A little introduction (F/M)

Hello!
My name is Sophie! I’m 18 years old and live in the Netherlands. I’m about 1m71, weigh 65kg, have brown hair with a light curl just over my shoulders. I recently started a bachelor in law and I finally got a studentroom for my own! I still need to unpack some stuff, but yes! Finally a place for my own.

The reason I type here is that I love to talk and fantasize about naught and erotic stuff. I’ve been writing such stories since I was 15 years old. I sometimes shared it with friends. Some don’t really like it some do and it gives me a great feeling that people are reading these stories and maybe even getting aroused by them.

Of course Sophie isn’t my real name and I like to keep my real identity hidden for obvious reasons.

I’ve been sexually exploring since I was 15 and basicly I get aroused pretty easy. I think that’s one of the reasons I love to write about it and share it.

So my studentroom is in a house with 4 other students (a total of 5 – 3 girls and 2 guys). I don’t really know them yet, we had a party tonight for them to get to know me and vice versa. I’m not really shy in real life but not really confident either. So I kept a lot to myself even though if I think about it now I want them to know more about me… If you know what I mean?

Anyway, sorry for the long and boring introduction about me. Let me start with a story about a night out just after my eighteenth birthday.

It was a Friday night and it was in my home town (not where I live now). I was wearing a white shirt with a print of a city skyline and a black skirt with black running shoes. We usually came together at one of our friends places. This night it was at Kristie’s place. We were with 5 girls and 3 guys. We drank some alcohol (rum and beer), listened to music and talked about stuff like school. Just before we went to the city center, to go to a bar, I went upstairs to check out my makeup and hair.
I hear someone else coming up the stairs, it was Peter. Peter is 19 years old, tall, skinny, short blonde hair. We kissed once about a year ago, but nothing really happened after that.
He came to check on me, because everyone was ready to leave. So I finished up and walked downstairs with Peter behind me. The rest was already outside getting their bikes. I went to the living room to get my coat and went outside with Peter. Kristie and Suzanne looked at me and Peter when we got outside and started to giggle. Something felt weird and I was like “what?”
I didn’t really got an answer on that so we got on our bikes and went to a bar in the city center. Inside Suzanne told me that Peter mentioned that he liked me and they kind of forced him to go upstairs and get me. Peter is a bit shy so he didn’t really get the message over to me. The night passed and every time a guy was talking or dancing near me I could see Peter gazing over like a jealous boyfriend (and that’s why I don’t like having a boyfriend). Every time I looked, he quickly looked away. After a few more drinks I finally got the courage to go to him and ask him what is going on. “nothing” he replied. So I started to get him over to the dance floor and started to dance with him. He is not good at it I can tell you that. But he he tried and looked pretty cute. His eyes were fixed on mine and I danced closer to him until we were full body contact. I kinda brushed up against him and I felt this hard bulge in his pants. He got aroused by my dancing and that aroused me. I leaned in and started to kiss him. He kissed back and he felt the gaze of my friends. I asked him if he wanted to get some fresh air and so we went outside. We walked down the street that is full with bars until we reached a small park. We sat on a bench and kissed. He was really sweet and didn’t try anything. I let my hand slide from his back, over his waist on the bulge on his pants. I felt a shiver going through him. He was wearing a jeans with a belt and a blouse with short sleeves. While we were kissing I unbuckled his belt and undid his button and zipper. I felt his hard cock over his underwear, a boxershort. He moaned a bit so I a grabbed it and started to massage it. Finally he had the courage to do something as well, his hand went down my back on my butt over my skirt, but not long after under my skirt. I was wearing a pink hipster (like I mostly do, sorry not a thong fan!) with a darker pink lace edge. His hand was warm against my cold butt cheek. Meanwhile I slipped my hand in his boxershort and started to jerk him off. I felt his breathing getting heavier and his underwear got a few wet spots of precum in it. His hand went from my vutt cheek over my waist to the front. There was not a lot of room for me to spread my legs a lot, so struggled a bit to get his hands between my legs to the place he wanted to go. He finally got there and rubbed his hand against my pussy. I think he found my lips and then started to push a finger down between them. Running his finger a bit clumsy from the back to the top over my pussy. He struggled a bit to get his hand into my undies but managed and started to slide his finger down between my pussy lips. Meanwhile I jerked him off and I think he already came there, because his boxers were a mess. But I continued and I heard his breathing getting heavier and heavier.
He slit his finger down and inside me for a bit and went up and down between my lips. It was really clumsy and not really satisfying at all. But I moaned a bit, making him feel beter. At one point it started to hurt because it was becoming dry so I asked him to stop. He felt bad because he thought he did something wrong. I assured him he didn’t. We kissed a bit and then went back to the bar. I went to the bathroom and washed my hands and checked my hair and makeup. We had a good time the rest of the evening with a bit of kisses. At around 2AM I headed for home and Peter escorted me. We kissed and tried to put his hands back down on me between my legs, but I pulled his hand away and said “maybe another time”. He complied and we said goodnight.

I felt a bit bad but I also felt good and aroused. But I didn’t want anymore clumsiness. So I went inside. Kicked off my shoes, went upstairs to my bedroom. Took off my socks, skirt, shirt and bra. Took a dive into bed and ran my hand down my tummy over my undies to feel my pussy.
As soon as I touched the fabric with my fingers I felt the tinkling sensation inside of me. I took of my undies and spreaded my legs. I ran two fingers down inside me, feeling a gush of wetness. Picked it up with my fingers and rubbed it over my clit. I fantisized about Peter, how his head would be down between my legs and his tongue licking my clit. I rubbed the gooey wetness over my clit as it was his tongue. It only took me a minute before I came…

I hope you liked it and I hope this is the right place to drop this? Are there any other subreddits that have erotic stories?

Thank you for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/d7a4fe/a_little_introduction_fm