*My description: 21F white with medium brown hair with natural blonde highlights, 5’8” with long legs, pretty slim (about 120-125 pounds), 36C cup, not much of a butt but enough for a small handful and decent to look at* And part one is mostly backstory. Not much spice in this one.
Ok so this story begins freshman year of college. All names are fake. I was 18. I was in color guard, and there was this VERY cute drum line guy, “Noah” (18 like me at the time). I always had a thing for band guys, their legs are amazing. And they can be *very* precise. All that fingering on their instruments. I definitely recommend. But I always had more of a thing specifically for drum line guys. I couldn’t tell you why.
Color guard and drum line always start band camp the week or two before the rest of the band shows up, so the drum line and guard get a bit more interaction early on. I noticed Noah first, and three other cute drum line guys “Travis” (who was 21 at the time and that’s a story for another post) and “Aaron” (20) who I did go on a date with but he was too shy and nothing happened with him, and finally, “Sam” where all we did was flirt for a few years.
ANYWAYS, one day as I was walking to band practice after the semester had started, I overheard Noah and Aaron in front of me talking about some of the color guard girls and how hot they were. I was going to just laugh and ignore it, then I heard them say my name, Lily. I remember them saying a few things like “Lily though? She’s definitely the hottest one”, “I love it when she stretches before set 1”, “it’s weird but she even looks hot when she’s putting up her ponytail” (I laughed at that one), and so on. It was a long walk from the dorms to the practice field.
So naturally, at practice and the rest of the practices, I made extra sure to stretch long and good, bending over, doing my split stretches even though I wasn’t doing splits in this particular show, and “dropping” my sabre or rifle in between sets to bend over and pick it up, all the works. I also started wearing sport bras with cleavage instead of your standard scoop neck bra. I usually made brief eye contact with the four drum line boys, but more often with Noah. Noah was the one I wanted. And oh, I got him begging. Eventually he had me begging.
After a few weeks of Noah trying to get me to go on a date with him and me playing a little hard to get but still hardcore flirting at practice. Then at a football game, he texted me in the middle of it asking to hang out after the game and I surprised him by turning around and catching his eye in the stands and nodding then winking. The look on his face was priceless. This was only a week after I fucked my first college tinder hook up (funnily, who is now my boyfriend and I’ll post the story of that eventually) and I was hungry for more dick.
The game finally ends super late like 11 pm, Noah and I agree to each go to our dorms and change out of uniform, and meet up at the campus pond. I wore a tight tank top and short shorts. He brought a hammock. It started out as just cuddling and looking out at the water then making out and groping. It was so hot to be in a public campus area and only feel each other’s desire. That’s as far as it went that night though. However, it wasn’t the last time we were outside together. I’ll be posting more parts!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nkcrgl/my_first_fuck_buddy_part_1_mf
Yeah imma need more!