sexting my reserved, religious friend [MF] ~ nipple play, friends to lovers (Part 1)

This one has been requested multiple times, so here it is! The first story of a few, a story of how friends slowly became lovers. This one is the first piece which includes some sexting: it ultimately leads to her first nipple orgasm, which I can cover in the next story if there is demand.

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We’re gonna call the girl Steph. Steph is a small white girl, very shy and reserved personality. She is 21, 5’6” or so, a few extra pounds, and shaped divinely. I’m trying to think of a good archetypal shape to help you imagine her, and I can’t. Her shape was perfectly proportionate, breasts and hips and ass and thighs that wouldn’t catch my attention alone, but work in tandem to create a lovely figure. Her breasts were the crowning feature, C cups at most. Perfectly round, and capped by the prettiest pink nipples. (But, getting ahead of myself!) Steph was religious growing up, and was still pretty reserved as a result. A “no hookups outside of relationships” kind of girl. I was the same way, but for different reasons.

Steph was a good friend of mine for years, and no more than that. We met in high school, but didn’t connect until after. We didn’t really share any of the same friend circles, but we had a good connection with one another. We were never single at the same time, but never fell out of contact: it was one of those genuine friendships that wasn’t based on a thinly veiled desire to fuck. No, we had platonic chemistry, and I was happy to have her in my life. Well, it was platonic for a while, anyway.

Eventually, the stars aligned and we ended up single at the same time. We discussed this over a late night FaceTime conversation, and as often happens, got to talking about sex. (The lack thereof, really) it’s hard to be single when you’re sexually charged but not particularly into hookups with strangers. She felt the same way, and in our sexual frustrations, we got to reminiscing. She asked me about my ex, and what I missed about her. I told her I missed how sensitive my ex was.

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She asked for clarification, and the example I gave was the fact that my ex had incredibly sensitive nipples. I told her about how my ex would want to be suckled and have her nipples stimulated for incredibly long periods of time, and that it have her immense sexual, romantic, and human gratification. The vibe changed immediately, and I could tell I had piqued Steph’s interest. Her eyes focused, and she kept asking questions. Kept asking for more details, and more expansive questioning about the nipple play. I indulged her, as the discussion was getting me heated as well.

“Hey Jay?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m just gonna say it. I have really sensitive boobs too, and the thought of having you suck on them the way you did to *ex* is hot as fuck. Can I touch myself while we keep talking? Above the waist. They’re just throbbing and sensitive and I need to touch them.”

Holy fuck, that was hot. I was enthusiastic and affirmative. The phone dropped down for a moment, and was picked back up. She wasn’t showing me anything too spicy, but I noticed the straps of her sports bra had disappeared. All skin now, all collarbones and shoulders and a hint of the curve of her handful-sized breasts.

“Okay, tell me about how she reacted to your tongue on her nipples.”

I went into great detail about the nipple play, not sparing any detail that my hormone-dredged mind could pull up. I was distracted by my own throbbing need, but I held off. I could see her eyes unfocusing while I spoke, and her shoulders moving as the hand that wasn’t holding the phone moved between her nipples. Not being able to see her play with them was driving me crazy, but I held fast.

“Jay, are you turned on too?”

“Very.”

“Can we hang up so I can masturbate? Just text while we do?”

“Sure.”

I was disappointed that I wasn’t about to stroke myself for her on FaceTime while I watched her touch herself. I really enjoy phone stuff, as I have a voice that people find attractive. Not to mention, the mutual masturbation would have been very hot in mutual presence. But, I was definitely more comfortable than she was, so I deferred to her wishes.

We hung up, and immediately began sexting. She wanted more detail about how I make my partners cum, what my go-to is, how I have gotten there in the past. (Spoiler: different for every partner but I gave her some detailed examples.) She began expressing desire for me directly here, and I did the same. I wanted to be inside of her while I sucked on her nipples, and I told her so.

After a while of heated sexting, she sent me a picture of her breasts with a hand across them, preserving the modesty of her nipples. Still, this drove me crazy, and I responded in turn with my rock hard cock through a sheet. Tease, tease.

After some more sexting, she went silent for 2-3 minutes, and I knew she had finished and took the opportunity to finish myself off. Rope after rope of cum wasted because it wasn’t in her. Still, amazing orgasm.

I returned to a text of “I haven’t cum that hard in a long time, thank you for your patience with me.” I expressed that it was mutual, and that no patience was required: turning her on and helping her cum with paragraphs of detail was incredibly erotic for me too.

We did some cute aftercare texting, which I definitely don’t mind. We were friends after all and I wanted her to feel loved. She capped the conversation with “do you want to come over tomorrow? I don’t know if I want to have sex if we aren’t going to date but I want you to touch me. Cuddle me, maybe play with my tits?”

I said I would love to, and we set a time at her place before going to bed.

There is more to this story, including her first nipple orgasm. Let me know if you want to hear it! To be continued. xoxo, Jay

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/qg76m7/sexting_my_reserved_religious_friend_mf_nipple