[MF] A lesbian/queer girl falls in love with her male childhood best friend….and her drunken attempts to seduce him.

Hello Everyone! Allie here. Long time lurker, reader and masturbator. I guess this is the story of how my reddit, erotica and masturbation addiction changed my life for the better? This all happened like 2 weeks ago ish now lol. This story is pretty nerdy and silly, but I hope you get a kick out of my drunken antics. Ugh, this story is so uncomfortable and embarrassing for me to share, I’ve been flip flopping on it ever since I typed it out in my original reddit update post. I feel really confused about my sexuality still. This isn’t really a lesbian turned by dick story I guess…? I think I’ve always had a little desire for my friend all along sexually. Though, I still think dicks are gross and weird. For some reason I feel like I’ve been kicked out of the lesbian club and no longer welcome even though no one has said anything to me otherwise. But well see after this post I guess lol. Idk, I guess I am closer to being bisexual than I thought. Who knows, confused with it all. Sexuality is a spectrum I suppose, guess I can label myself queer. Oddly attached to labels for some reason, probably due to my desire to belong. I guess all that matters is our happiness with each other. I just gave this a quick once over for spelling and grammar, but I kind of wanna get this story outta me. So here it is.

So…some of you may have already read this story if you’ve read Viola Fontaine’s work. u/AllTheBoysIveFckedB4 I guess you could reddit stalk me to get a more raw sense of the story. It kinda unfolded over the course of a few days in her reddit AMA post with her roommate. Some people found my relationship update interesting so I guess….so here it is. Fuck, this story is so goddamn personal, I’m probably revealing to much of myself here. I also sound pretty fuckin bat shit insane and possessive. Ugh, anyways. I tried to make this story coherent, but I haven’t really written much since I was in highschool. Most of the stuff I wrote was really trashy Harry Potter fanfiction smut where Hermione gets gang fucked by a bunch of popular Slytherin girls. Its a bit long but I hope it makes some sort of sense and you guys gets something out of it.

For my entire life I’ve always thought that I was solely attracted to girls only. I have only ever pursued physical and romantic relations with women prior to this whole adventure. I have never found the male form to be attractive at all. I even asked my childhood male best friend, “A”, to show me his penis back when we were younger out of curiosity. All it did was reinforce my feelings that dicks were gross and weird. His flaccid uncircumcised penis reminded me of a particularly ugly looking turtle neck/head that was hiding in his shell.

Anyways, this weird adventure all started out with me reading a really engaging erotic story on a website outside of reddit. I thought to myself, Fuck this story is so good! More people need to read this! Hi Vox121. I hope you’re reading this. I almost made a post about it on my main account but stopped halfway through. Hmm, this is probably unwise, I should make a porn account to store all my reddit smut since I’m gonna be sharing this story anyways. So I shared the story and along the way I started interacting with my favourite reddit GWS author. Viola Fontaine, u/AllTheBoysIveFckedB4

Adventure Start Wednesday:

I have always been an introvert, but at this point in my life, I had gone 8 or however many years without a real date. 4 without a fling due to pandemic. So I decided to get out there and try dating with the encouragement of my best friend “A”. None of them went well lol. Especially my last one lol. So… I did what every lonely person does at my age, get drunk, fire up reddit, log into my new porn account and browse. The first thing I did was go over to Viola’s reddit profile and browse away.

To my surprise I found an active AMA. I’m super lonely and tipsy at this point since none of my friend’s wanted to play video games this late on a Wednesday. So what the hell I typed out some questions and fired away. Most of my questions were kind of silly, questions that only a clueless lesbian would ask lol. Mostly about straight sex. A straight sex marathon?! 17 Orgasms?! Viola?! How? Where does all the cum go? One of the topics was dicks, circumcised or not. I chuckled a bit as I remembered my friend’s dick. I’d let him fuck me, he’d make it feel like love. I thought to myself in my drunken haze. So from there, I mentioned to V and R that I would go straight for my childhood best friend, but…I’m too cowardly to do anything about it.

I guess you could stalk my reddit comments here to get the full details, but main thing that got me thinking was V’s friend R asking me, “Girl, why THIS dick? Is it a special dick? Is there something beyond that dick because I suspect there is.” and indeed there was. This was special dick. Special emotional connection dick.

It’s hard to articulate my feelings for him into words. My friend. “A”. He has been with me my entire life. We grew up together on the same street. Experienced the highs and lows of life. Worked out my feelings, telling me I was gay, helping me come out to my parents a bit after I graduated university. Which…unfortunately backfired spectacularly. My parents were a very well educated couple from Hong Kong with very liberal views. So it was a surprise when they rejected me, and told me to leave my childhood home. They had such idealistic and socially forward views. Turns out the only gay people allowed were other people’s children. Gotta pop out those kids like a broodmare to continue the family line or some shit. Chinese traditionalist stuff. I thought it wasn’t real. I left with him from my childhood home thinking they’ll come around. I left in tears, but I wasn’t destroyed yet. So… I went across the street to his home. Told his parents, who were best friends with my parents at the time. They took me in. The next day I looked outside and saw my things on the driveway. I couldn’t believe it. My childhood was really fucking good. I had every thing, every need and want was met, I was probably spoiled as hell. Not gonna get into the details of what happened in the morning, cuz it makes me big sad. Anyways, I didn’t want to be a burden to his parents at the time. Plus my parents were across the street and I was filled with anger and resentment at that time. So “A” said…just live with me. It felt more acceptable to live with him. After all we’ve lived together in the past.

I haven’t spoken to my parents in years at this point. The thing is I’m not even opposed to having kids at all. But for my parents it has to be a male and female relationship for them. From there he’s been with me through my other relationships past university. Through heart break and love …. he’s always made me feel safe and secure when I’m around him. He’s always been respectful and aware of my boundaries. He’s given me comfort, cuddles, safety and all that good stuff. He really makes me happy. I get the warm and fuzzies with him you know?

So I thought about all this stuff the next morning totally sober and came to the realization I’m gonna lose him one day. Soon some girl will come along. They’ll fall in love, share intimate moments that I can never give him. Eventually we’ll drift apart … because no woman wants a clingy damaged female childhood friend that close to their partner even if they are a lesbian. I would lose him. I won’t lie to you guys. It was here that I realized, oh shit, I think I am in love with him. I was pretty fucked up after this realization. I’ve been having a really bad relationship with alcohol in the last little while before all of this too. I used to be much more cheery and upbeat before all that stuff with my parents. I was always an introvert but at this point I’m pretty sure I wasn’t that fun of a person to be around…. I kinda just lost my self in my career I suppose. I’m really trying to better myself with him.

So back to the present. My friend had gone to California to work 5 years ago, but we still pretty much talk all day. He was about to finish his contract out at the end of April and was due to go on a much needed vacation for the entire month of May and then begin his new job in the summer back in Canada. I kind…of accelerated his return to Canada as you’ll see below lol. The original plan was always for him to come live with me on a temp basis when he got back to Canada in early June so he could have a place to live and house hunt. I wanted to return the favour and help him out like he did for me.

Friday:

We usually play D&D with our group of friends. We’re all really close to one another, we all grew up together in the same schools, same neighbourhoods, mostly the same universities and colleges. It was our way of staying connected after life scattered us to the winds after university. As fate would happen when our weekly session rolled around. Everyone else was busy that Friday. So…it was just us. I gotta say, I was pretty fucked up long before we started playing video games. So the game that he chose was Stardew Valley. I think he knew that I was in pretty bad shape lately from our messenger chats so he chose something pretty relaxed. It was pretty calming, I had wanted to play the game for ages. For a time everything was great. Then in the middle of watering some plants, I had an intrusive thought enter my mind, thought back to the AMA and the memory of asking him if he’d ever masturbated to our friends. So I just started laughing out loud. Most of the following conversation isn’t really verbatim just what we remember.

“What are you laughing about,” He asked over discord with an amused voice

“Nothing…..” I replied. I should have left it there but my lizard brain just went back to that event

“So….have you ever masturbated to any of our friends” I asked with a joking tone.

“Allie, what the fuck, you ask me this shit like once a month, the answer is no”, he replied in a frustrated tone.

“Wait, no I don’t!”

“Yea you do, “ he replied, “Every time you get drunk you ask me this shit.”

“Fucking hell really…?” I responded surprised

“Yup” Should’ve stopped here but I kept going.

“So….have you…?”

“No. Of course I haven’t masturbated to any of our friends, that’s fucked”

“…..So have you masturbated to me before….”

“……”

“Have you?”

“Allie, why are you asking me this…” He sighed loudly. He sighed so loudly I could hear the crackle in his mic.

“I just wanna know, I won’t get mad I swear,” I said. ( Lol said every woman, poor choice of words from me)He didn’t say anything for a few minutes. We just auto piloted watering plants and stuff.

“…..So what if I told you’ve I’ve been thinking….about stuff”

“….”

“I think I might have romantic feelings for you” I said quietly. There was a pause as both of digested what I just said. All of a sudden I heard him break the silence with a loud voice

“…..Put me on cam.”

“What?”, I asked him confused.

“Put me on cam right now, I wanna see your face”

“What….why”

“Allie just fucking put your cam on” and so I grabbed my macbook and called him. When I saw his face, I instantly felt really bad. It looked like someone killed his dog in the street or something. I felt those uh, idk those heart pangs you get when bad shit in your love life happens. Like unrequited love and all that good stuff. We just stared at each other for a few moments and then he got really red faced when I didn’t say anything. He looked down and when he looked back at me his face was really angry.

“Allie, you better not be fucking with me” He said angrily.

“What the fuck, I wouldn’t joke about this sort of shit” I yelled back at him.

“Goddamnit. You always fuck with me and this sort of shit. I known you forever, you’ve never even mentioned liking dudes. Ever. You’ve always told me you hate the look of dicks and how they’re repulsive. You even said my dick looked like a fuck ugly turtle’s wrinkled neck. (lol I still can’t believe he remembered that) What’s different now?!”

“I don’t know.”

“Allie, you’re just fucking lonely its OK, you’re not in love with me. You just gotta get out there again, I know that shit a few months ago was weird, but you can move past it. You just got unlucky” (Set up a date with a lady that was a unicorn hunter. Showed up with her boyfriend T_T)

“I don’t think its loneliness….”

“Allie if you were serious I would buy a plane ticket right now and see you”

“Fucking do it then, I’m serious”

“Allie, you’re not fucking in love with me”

“WTF, YES I AM” At this point it just devolved into angry drunken arguing, neither of us really remember what happened during this, but eventually I got sick of it.

“What will take for you to believe me?” I yelled at him. He looked at me for a moment before deflating visibly.

“I don’t fucking know,” he said tiredly.

So this is where I go full dumbass drunk mode. Huh, how can I show him my resolve. Oh I know. Ill fucking show him my pussy. So I got up. Stood straight up and pulled shorts and panties down all the way down to my ankles… I can still see his face. His eyes were just wide open and his mouth wide open. I just stood there swaying slightly. I must have stood there for a few minutes and he didn’t say shit. So….I turned around…. Bent over and spread my ass cheeks and shoved my ass close to my macbook’s webcam. I must’ve held that position for like 30 seconds. So I turned around and saw his total gobsmacked face. We just stared at each other. Eventually I backed up to sit back into my computer chair but I’m clumsy as hell….I tripped on my shorts tangled around my ankles so I fell down and i fell against my computer chair. It got pushed to the other side of the room. I hit the back of head really hard on the laminate flooring. So I was already tearing up when I got back up and waddled over to push my chair back. Yea, so when I got back into my seat it looked like he was still shell shocked and I thought I fucked it all up. So I just started full on ugly crying and sobbed uncontrollably for like 5 minutes while he tried comforting me. Yea I have no idea what the fuck I was thinking. Let me be clear this is very out of character for me. After this we had a drunken heart to heart conversation about life and stuff. At the end of it he actually did it. He bought the plane ticket and he would be coming back to Canada on that weekend on Sunday.

Saturday:

I woke up that morning in that weird state of possibly being partially drunk and hungover. Thought it was a dream until I saw that he was spamming calls on my cell. My first thought wasn’t one of joy, more like “What the fuck have I done”. We had a more rational conversation that morning, we discussed our feelings, our goals in life, how stuff would work as a couple. Sex. Talks about sex. That was awkward as fuck. Basically, I told him, yea I’ll let you do whatever the fuck you want to me sexually. To say he was shocked was an understatement but at this point I was gonna do whatever it took to keep him with me. Yea, I know this sounds…kinda possessive and crazy, but…. yea. That’s just how I rationalized it. I wanted to show him that I really did love him and to make him feel truly wanted, I no good with words. Zug Zug. So I thought I’ll just let him fuck me to show him my feelings. Anyways, he basically told me he wanted to take it slowly, make it sure it was something I really wanted and that I was comfortable with cock I guess.

“Oh my god I have to pack everything” A, said in realization. He leaned back in his chair staring up at his ceiling, “Good thing I packed a bit for my hiking trip”

“Sooooo, I guess I’ll see you Sunday?”

“Yep”

“So….I’ll pick you up?” I said with a manic grin on my face.

Sunday:

I think we were both really nervous on Sunday. We didn’t talk to each other in the morning other than a message from him that said, “I guess I’m coming lmao, boarding now, you better be there because no one else knows I’m coming back this early.”

I was pretty restless the entire day just pacing back and forth. Choosing my outfit was an ordeal. I present femme and I usually wear fairly girly outfits I guess…? My old mentor at my work says I dress very immaturely lol… Anyways, I debated on putting on heels, but I think that may have been a bit intimidating. I’m pretty tall for an asian girl at 5’10” and hes about 5’8” so I would have been quite a bit taller than him. For my outfit, I ended up settling on grey thigh high socks, a pleated grey skirt and a white button up blouse. For shoes I went with some leather red wings boots, gotta be practical right? Unfortunately, my look was a bit spoiled by all the rain that was happening so I had to wear a jacket. I got this really snazzy jacket I got from him as a gift. Its an arcteryx leaf tactical jacket. Its got all sorts of pockets. I fucking love it, there is a serious lack of pockets in women’s clothing and I hate purses. Though…. purses do have their use I guess. I guess in the event of a mugging could channel Bobby Hill from King of the Hill and smack them with my purse along with the liberal application of groin kicks. Not gonna get into the detail of my body, but I guess Asian, modest tits, tall, thin, fairly toned body from my compulsive desire to fix my terrible body image. We were fat kids when we were young so I had a bunch of bullies. Plus, nothing like the blunt asian honesty of relatives when you’re young…. “You fat and you ugly. Lose weight” Thanks mom and relatives. Oh yea my hairstyle is kinda like my reddit snoo I guess. I recently redyed it blonde, but it kinda looks like shit.

I went all out with makeup, found some kpop makeup tutorials with a girl that had a similar face shape to mine. I usually don’t wear much makeup at all. Worked out pretty good. Just primer, concealer when I need it and and tinted conditioner for that no makeup look.I usually wear glasses for my professional work setting because I think it makes me look smarter (lol). But that day I chose contacts, which later turned out to be a mistake lol….

His flight was due to land at 7, but I was anxious and drove out at 4 PM to Pearson airport which was a mistake lol. So much traffic on the 401 with the construction. Still got there pretty early and I just sat at the temporary parking lot for pickups staring out at the rain for ages. Checked my phone and saw his flight was delayed for an hour. Just sat there alone in the rain sitting in my truck. Just alone with my thoughts. Good ol crippling introspection.

Nothing to do so I naturally opened up reddit and wrote out that entire bit above as a reply to V and R. That’s how I got started writing this mess lol… anyways I felt really proud of my story as I pushed reply on reddit and closed my laptop. Then I checked the time and saw that it was pretty close to 8pm. It was at this moment I realized I hadn’t purchased any condoms and I have never been on any birth control my entire life. I wasn’t really thinking rationally. So…I drove out and went to the actual parking complex of the airport parked and literally ran around like a maniac trying to see if there was condoms sold at an airport. I never actually found out if there are condoms sold at the airport because when I got to the sole drug store in the entire airport it was fucking closed. Closed at 7PM. I had wasted my window of opportunity to get condoms because I was writing an update post on reddit to V and R.

By that point it was too late to go drive back out to get condoms and he had messaged me that he was deboarding and getting his luggage. I have pretty bad social anxiety with strangers these days, but I’m only ever talkative with close friends. I kinda “perform” in my professional work place and put on an act. So yea, there was literally no way I was gonna go to a convenience store thing at the airport and ask where condoms are.

So I just paced around like a crazy person in front of the Arrivals section at the airport. Some lady actually noticed me freaking out and walked over to me. Normally I would have been pretty politely curt with her but I kinda needed social interaction at this point to get some reassurance.

“You look nervous, “ She smiled, “Waiting for family…? Boyfriend?”

“Uh….” I nervously mumbled, “Kind of a boyfriend. Its something new, I’m really nervous”

“Don’t be, you look great,” As she patted my shoulder, “I’m waiting for my husband, I haven’t seen him for ages” Yea basically babbled out my life story to her while I waited for for my best friend lol. She was actually such a nice person. I’m really glad I ran into her. I wish I got her number or something.

Anyways…. well it was awkward meeting up with him. I was just kinda on my tippy toes trying to stare over the heads of people into the long arrival hallway. I felt my heart soar. I was so happy when I saw him, but I got really nervous again as he walked down closer. He had kind of business casual sort of look, glasses, dress pants, collared shirt ect. He was visibly sweating. I could see his armpits pretty wet with moisture. I had a big silly grin on my face as he walked up right in front of me, I was ready to do that dumb Hollywood movie thing and leap into his arms all romantically. But that didn’t happen lol. He stopped in front of me like a robot we stared at each other for a few moments because were silly nerds that don’t word good….and then extended his hand. He was offering me a handshake. I think it was 3 years since I last met him in person and he gives me a handshake. Normally we would have hugged it out. I was kind of mad seeing this, but I took his handshake all the same. It was….cold clammy and sweaty…

“I have to go pee”, he stammered out. I had a real “wtf” look on my face at this point. He quickly walked away leaving me standing there with his luggage. I followed him shortly after with his stuff in tow and watched him walk into the women’s washroom…. he quickly came back out and then he walked to the correct washroom like 20 feet back in the other direction to Didn’t look me in the face the entire time. I’m pretty sure there’s an exact replica of this in a sitcom like Friends or something, its not so funny when you’re the people involved.

The lady had her hand on her face stifling a small laugh, gave me a hug. Oh god. Attractive woman hugging me what do I do. I kind of awkwardly patted her on back as she held me tightly. She reassured and me said, “You guys are gonna do fine, you guys clearly like each other” she laughed. When he came back out he looked refreshed with a big smile on his face and things were like they used to be, before I got hurt with by my parents. We talked, we smiled and we laughed. I haven’t been so happy in such a long time. It was a long walk down to the parking complex, and it got a little bit weird as we loaded up my truck with his luggage and drove back home to my place. I think reality was kind of sinking in for both of us at this point.

He got inside the truck and tried to break the tension. He looked at me and remarked with a grin on his face” So this is the new truck eh? Just like old times. Ha, you were always there to give me a ride in your dad’s truck”

Yea, Haha, I thought, “Except, you’re gonna be riding me tonight”

“What” He said. I looked over at he stared at me in shock. Oh. I said that out loud. With my face burning red I turned on the radio and put my truck into reverse. Anyways, it got awkward again I tried to make some small talk as we drove back. Stuff about the 401 highway in Toronto. It’s an absolute disaster that highway, at the time I drove him back there were parts of the highway that went from four lanes down to just one! I pointed out random things that had changed along the highway as we drove back to my home.

After about an hour we got back to my place. It’s a small ish modest bungalow with a big backyard that I bought just before the pandemic out on the back road outskirts of my city. I make pretty good money but it’s pretty hard to buy a house on single earner’s salary with the way housing pricing is Ontario, Canada. We got his stuff out my truck and I showed him around my house like a proud parent. Showed him my cat, my dog, and my salt water tank. I did a lot of my own renovations around the house. I rediscovered my love for woodworking during the pandemic. Growing up I really loved building things with my dad. We had so many lovely projects, from furniture to guitars, scale military models, Napoleonic stuff….sometimes I wonder if that stuff is even there anymore or if my parents threw it all in the garbage. Anyways. I basically tore my house apart during the pandemic and I made it really nice and modern. Showed him all the house, all the rooms, the backyard, the garden and greenhouse I put in the backyard.

Sexy stuff here I guess. I still remember the details so keenly even though its been over 2 weeks.

After the tour we sat down the couch in front of the TV. It was back again, that nervous atmosphere. I didn’t know what to do, it felt really awkward to me. I’m not really good with these sorts of situations.

“So….are you tired from your flight,” I asked him. He replied yes, so I got up and made us some coffee. Handed it over to him and then sat down beside him on the love seat. He took a sip from his coffee and glanced at me out of the corner of his eyes. We were really close together. I leaned up against him and he leaned away. I think I was really scared in that moment and I felt like I want to cry. I felt I was losing him even though I was so close physically. So I got up and stood up in front of him and told him.

“I really love you,” I said quietly to him with tears in my eyes, “Let me show you how much you mean to me” I leaned over clasped his face with both my hands and gave him a soft kiss on the forehead. I held him there tight against my lips for a few moments. When I leaned back I saw even more uncertainty on his face.

“Allie…I know you love me but….I know you’re gay, how can you be sure this is real, “ He looked away from me to the to the side. His eyes focusing on something far away, “ I don’t want to hurt you”

I leaned in again pulled his face closer to mine and kissed him again, this time on the lips. It was a very tame kiss but something changed in that moment. We just held that kiss. Just lost in the moment, when I let him go, he looked up at me with his expression totally changed, he had a big goofy grin on his face.

“Does that feel real to you.” I whispered to him softly.

“Yea… and I’ve always loved you romantically, “he said quietly. I always kind of knew in the back of my mind, but he has always been respectful of me and my boundaries and never once did anything creepy. Tbh, I was probably in love with him long before these events began. It’s hard to explain my sexuality and attraction to him. At a base level, I guess… .I’m not…still? It’s hard to explain. I think I’m demisexual with him and the strong emotional connection we have. But I love him all the same.

“Fuck Allie, “he leaned forward and hunched over with his hands in his face, “ I really don’t like admitting my feelings for you at all. I feel like a predator just waiting to strike when you’re at your weakest mentally. This isn’t right, this is too fast”

He looked at me with a pained expression on his face. We talked for a bit, talked more about his concerns and his fears. Talked a bout some really personal things that I will never ever share on reddit. We just kind of went back and forth about this stuff with me occasionally interjecting, so you’ll just fuck me like a whore right? I want you be to be selfish and just fuck me. I know this bit kinda sounds bad like I’m pressuring him for sex…but. Yea idk. >.> It is what it was.

“ I think we should take it slow like we said, get used to this -”

“Goddamnit” I muttered. I fell back against the couch in a huff.

“What?” He looked at me perplexed. I leaned against the armrest and rested my hand under my chin looking away from him.

“What?” He asked again. I turned and glared at him

“I’m ready for you to fuck me tonight, I really want this” I gave him a pleading look. That only got mild bemusement. So I changed my expression and I fixed him with what I thought was a sexy look. He burst out laughing, I deflated a little when I saw his expression.

“Allie, was that supposed to be sexy?! You just look pissed off” I was extremely pissed. He tilted his head back and laughed at me loudly. He lifted up his glasses and wiped off tears of amusement. I however, was not amused. So I did something that was pretty wild for me, yea, yea I know what I did on Friday… but I’m usually not so sexually forward what I want in the beginning of my relationships. I usually need booze to get my confidence. I swung my legs around and placed them over his lap. He instantly stopped laughing. He stared at my feet silently. He didn’t say stop or anything. So I got even more daring. I used the toes of my socked feet and rubbed them over his cock.

“Allie what are you doing?”

“I’m s-s-seducing y-y-ou-” I stammered, “Is it working?”

He didn’t reply as I slowly rubbed my feet all over his dick. I felt him grow hard beneath my feet. I saw him staring at my feet so intently. I had never seen him react like this before.

“I’m seducing you” I said with more confidence. I slowly undid my blouse, button my button and tossed it aside. He looked up mouth wide open, but he quickly went back to staring at my feet with an intensity I couldn’t believe. I unclasped my bra and threw it in his face.

“I’m seduci -” He was on me like a flash. My right leg was got caught over his shoulder as he pushed me down against the arm rest of my couch. He stared at me with a hunger on his face I had never seen before. He squished up against me, I could feel the hardness of his cock against my pussy as he pressed my legs up against my chest. He slowly rubbed his shaft back and forth against my pussy as he leaned in.

“Can I kiss you?” My mouth was open in shock, but I nodded silently. He kissed me hard as he pressed up against my lips with his lips. His lips were so soft. I could feel his hot breath shakily against my face. His tongue forced his way in between my lips and attacked my tongue. His tongue was desperate and frantic as he forced his way in. He pulled away from me. We stared at each other in a daze breathing hard. I grabbed his hand and put it against my chest.

“Can you feel how fast my heart’s beating, this is real – ”

“Yea….Allie can I touch you? Please?”

“I’m….not pushing your boundaries too hard….right…? Still wanna wait?” I grinned at him. He kissed me again hard. I bit his lip as he tried to pull back and put my arms around his head pulling him into a deeper kiss. I gasped out of breath as I let him go after a few moments.

He slowly lowered himself down to my pussy and looked back up at me, silently asking for permission. I nodded, he kissed my pussy lips through my panties. He slowly worked his way up my body. From my pussy to my pubic mound and my belly. He gave me soft kisses all over. He rubbed the top of my pussy through my panties, massaging my clitoral hood. He was a bit rough and unskilled, but it felt good. He continued kissing me all over my body up, stopping at my breasts and sucking lightly on my nipples until they were hard. He kissed me over my heart and then he was at my face again. He gave me another soft kiss on my lips. I reached for his belt and unclasped the buckle. He pushed his pants down and revealed his cock to me. This was the second time I saw his cock, it looked nothing like the flaccid cock I saw before. The head was purple and the foreskin was pulled back. His cock wasn’t especially long, but holy hell it was girthy. We later measured his cock girth for fun and it was in excess of 6” at the base. It was at this point some trepidation set in. It was far wider than any dildos or straps I’ve used in the past. I usually prefer smaller dildos and sex toys. I really don’t like getting “stretched” or my cervix getting smashed by a long appendage. I’ve never been a “size queen” with dildos I suppose. Do 100% straight girls even like the look of dick? Man dick’s are weird looking.

He pushed my panties aside and flipped my skirt onto my belly. He stared at me silently waiting for me I nodded again timidly. He put a single finger inside me slowly and delicately.

“You’re so wet, “ He marveled. He kissed me again sweetly on the lips “ can I make love to you”

I laughed a bit, it was a bit corny. But then I stared at his dick again and I got quiet. I wish I could say this was a lesbian fetish story about me getting turned straight and that I loved the sight of his cock, but I felt scared lol. But I said fuck it. We’ve come so far, might as well try it and plus…I really wanted him to fuck me on a psychological level. I wanted to give him pleasure, my pleasure his his pleasure and I want him to feel wanted and loved. I needed it, I need it so badly. I needed physical contact. It had been so long since I touched someone else. He was waiting patiently for me, waiting for my consent. I stared into his eyes, bit my lip and nodded.

“I’ve been a good girl for you all day, let me be your good girl….I just want me to use me like a whore, it’s ok to be selfish, put your cock inside me claim me”

This guy, just fucking went for it. No half measures. Lol. He was done waiting. He just plunged his cock in me so deep in one go. I gasped as I felt my lips stretch around him, it was so fucking big and girthy. It was pretty painful I must admit, but it did feel good at the same time. I have no idea how I took his cock all the way up inside me. He bottomed out against me and he pressed deep inside grinding his tip up against the deepest part of me. I just whimpered and squealed. It felt really good somehow. He became like an animal, he was just relentlessly pounding me with the full length of his cock. I whimpered as he pulled entire cock out of me. I felt so empty with his cock out. I needed it back in. I whimpered as I reached it for, it desperate for it to be inside me again. I could see it dangling, twitching just outside my pussy. I touched his cock with my hands for the first time, it was a lot softer than I imagined. Kind of like a suede…? I rubbed it softly and then gasped as he plunged it all the way inside again and again. He was hitting me so deep, he was stretching me so much, it hurt a lot but it felt really good at the same time. He stopped for a moment with his cock still inside me.

“Sorry, I’m being really selfish fucking you like this, “ He said breathlessly panting hard. He grabbed a nearby pillow along the couch and placed it under the small of my back. He slowly pulled his cock out, changed the angle and started fucking me with short strokes. He grabbed my other leg and placed it on his shoulders and started fucking me softly. He was hitting my gspot so well. I could feel the tip of his cock grinding up against my g spot. It felt so fucking good. I had full body quivers as massaged my pussy so well with his cock. I was gasping for air, my entire body twisting and turning, my legs were shaking involuntarily against his shoulders.. I wasn’t coming but it was this amazingly intense rolling wave of pleasure that felt unbelievably good. He stopped for a moment, I could see the indecision on his face. All of a sudden he grabbed at my thigh, Dafuq. What was doing he doing. He cant be stopping now, your dick was literally all the way inside me. Fuck me more please. Why are you stopping. I begged and whined in a wordless murmur. His fingers scrambled at my left leg’s thigh high socks, his fingers were underneath my soft socks. He stopped.

“Allie can I touch your feet, please god. I need it so bad, “ He said breathlessly. What….my feet. He likes feet? I did not know this about him. Fuck it whatever, whatever makes him happy. Just keep fucking me.

“Please Allie, he begged, “I need to see feet. I need touch your feet”

“Fuck, I don’t care do whatever you want to me, just keep fucking me please. God more, just fucking do it”

He didn’t need any other prompt. I felt his nails dig into my skin and pulled hard on my sock roughly. He cursed as my sock got bunched up past my knee. He moved his hands deeper underneath my socks. He savagely tore off my sock and flung it against the wall. He grabbed at my foot with both hands and run his tongue from the heel of my foot all the way up to my toes. He slowly ran his tongue over all my toes, and slowly sucking on each one of my toes one by one. He ran his tongue slowly in between all my toes while his lips nuzzles my feet. What the fuck, this is different, I thought it in my mind. Then he slowly started fucking me again with the same angle targeting my gpsot. It was really an intense sensation he sucked on my toes and fucked me. I really liked it, surprisingly. The look on his face was pure happiness as fucked me while sucking on my toes. He let go of my foot placed it back on his shoulders and then slowly pushed his cock full depth inside me again. He alternated between the slow shallow thrusts against my g spot and the full depth pounding as he nuzzled my both my feet on his shoulders. I could feel it building, I was getting close. He was getting close. I could feel him hunting for his orgasm he started pound me even harder with reckless abandon on the full strokes.

He squished me down against the couch, against the armrest. Pressing my legs up tight against my chest. He grabbed my hands and entwined our fingers together and held them on beside my head against the armrest. I couldn’t move. It felt so intimate. I felt closer to him than ever. I could feel his love as he held me close and pounded me. I was moaning and squealing his name as he hit me deeper than ever before. We stared at each other intensely. I really wanted to look away but he had me trapped lol.

“I love you” he said quietly. I gasped as he slammed into me. I couldn’t even think as he fucked me

“I love you too” Stammered out shakily.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/usm456/mf_a_lesbianqueer_girl_falls_in_love_with_her