[MF] My four year story of being the other guy.

So. Ok. This is going to be a little long in the setup, so bear with me.

Dramatis Personae:

Myself. Ex Navy submariner (which basically means I’m a practicing pervert), college student during most of this story.

Tanya: Half Indian girl from out of state. Nerd girl (or used to be). Rather hot, maybe a buck ten soaking wet, and like 5’9″. So a skinny little thing.

Matt: Her now husband, the unfortunate victim here. Former friend (I don’t think I can call him a friend after what happened). Decent guy, maybe lacks a little self-esteem.

This all starts back in college. Circa 2008, I believe. I had briefly joined a fraternity, which failed almost immediately. But the plus side, I acquired some friends in the process. I was an older college student, (had done a stint in the Navy), so it was nice to be forming a new group. One of the members of this group played the WoW(Matt). I ended up joining him in this, and it was grand. We raided, etc. We had an interesting relationship with some of the other raid guilds, one of which was run by this girl. We’ll call her Tanya, since that’s her name. Tanya got some shit from some of our guild because she had come on our vent, and she had a really high-pitched voice. Turns out it was slightly affected, she apparently did that.

So at the time, I’m single, so being the normal perverted fucker that I am, after I get to know her a little bit, we start going a little dirty. Not anything major, but it was fun. At this point, I’m in the middle of being broken up with a girl, so I’m in the clear, morally speaking. But at some point, I basically keep saying she should visit. Apparently, at the same time, my friend who I was playing with (our GM, in fact), was also talking to her. Not quite as filthy, apparently, but enough. She ends up planning on visiting in February/March timeframe. Kind of odd, I’m concerned, but whatever. By the time that happens, I’m starting to get back together with my gf, but it hadn’t quite gelled yet. But Tanya visits anyhow, and she’s exited to meet us. But, she ends up staying at Matt’s place. I kind of tease her about it, basically saying “I know you like me, but when you visited, you chose to stay with him, and in his bed. So whatever”

She’s still super flirty, and I figure at least for now, its fair game for anybody (they weren’t together, etc). Nothing major happens with me, with one minor exception: At some point, for reasons that escape me, she was claiming she was tough, and I was kind of pushing her around and holding her wrists. I end up pushing her into the bathroom at Matt’s place, and we have a little struggle. I can’t help but think of what I could probably get away with, but its too weird for me. This will come up later.

So she visits, goes back home, and now apparently they’re together. But she’s still flirting and talking dirty to me. Ends up telling me that she wished I had slid my hands down the front of her jeans, and that she was really wet. No idea if true, but still hot to hear. We end up doing dirty RPs on the old MSN chat (I may post some logs if anybody expresses interest).

It kind of just stays there. I’m definitely crossing some lines in the subjects we talk about, since I’m back with my gf, but I really try to keep it not over the line. Come the following summer, my gf and I are done for good this time, and Tanya says I should come to visit. At this point, she has gotten on cam for me countless times, touched herself, talked dirty for me, and even made a few videos for me. (Some of which I know she also sent her bf). I’m a monster, so I end up agreeing.

So Tanya has a few fun things.. she’s got a real submissive streak, and she loves dirty talk. Seriously, I learned that saying “Beg me to fuck you in your slutty little cunt” will make her eyes roll back. If she was faking, she was doing a great job of it.

So I give her some instructions for when she comes to pick me up. She has this little white miniskirt she would wear for me on cam, and I told her to wear that, plus a white tank top, and nothing else but sandals. This thing was rather short, and she had a narrow waist on top of it. I finally get there, and she greets me in that thing. We just hug, and despite everything, I’m a little nervous. Not sure how much of what she’s said was just talk, and how much was real. We walk out, holding hands, and we get to her car. Unfortunately, she parked out in the open. In retrospect, I wish she had parked someplace a little more secluded, but I’m getting ahead of myself.

She goes to get her passanger seat clear of some some, and is bending over a little bit. Skirt is covering anything, but I figure there is no sense in being bashful… I step up behind her, and run my fingers between her legs… and find a warm, soft pussy. She’s already getting wet, and in her words later “I just froze… nobody had ever touched me like that in public before”. There wasn’t anybody around our area, but its was pretty obvious what I was doing. She moaned a little, and I pulled her up and around to make out, grabbing her little ass under the skirt

After making out for a few minutes, she looks a little out of it. I tell her to take me to my hotel, because I’ve got plans for her. She almost falls down going around the car (she tended to get literally weak in the knees during sex, was rather endearing)

So on the car ride back, we more or less kept our hands off each other, but I was making plans.. we check into my hotel, luckily its on the second floor. Its rather late, so the moment the elevator door closes, I’m on her again… this time, I put my hand back on her pussy under that skirt while we kiss. She doesn’t protest at all, and luckily the second floor was empty, because she was starting to make some soft noises.

I pull her down the hallway, fairly eager to get behind a locked door. We don’t even make it all the way into the room, just get the door shut. I get her top off, and she’s got those little perky tits I’ve seen plenty of times, but never been able to get my hands on… There is a little desk-type thing in the room, and almost immediately after, I’m bending her over it… pushing her skirt up. I don’t even take my suit pants off, but just unzip and get my cock out. She’s so wet that I can just slide in. I’m not some pornstar lookalike (Its a little below six, but I’ve been told I’m girthier than normal.) Shes moaning, not even able to string together coherent dirty talk… this is almost nine months of flirting and dirty talk, and we’re finally doing what we’ve been talking about for so long. I’ve got a bit of a thing for facials, and she’s got a bit of a thing for feeling really dirty…. so if my memory serves, I ended up picking her up after she came for the second time, tossing her on the bed, and then made her beg for my cum before I’d shoot it all over her neck and face. I remember her giggling because I hit the headboard and the wall too. She ended up looking at herself in the bathroom mirror for like five minutes, apparently she’d never had a facial before, and was just fascinated.

This was just the start of that trip, I’ve got a couple other stories, and I’ll do those up later (they won’t be nearly as long)

I’ll find some of those old MSN logs, I’m sure some of you fuckers would like to see that, right? :) (the girl can talk some dirty, good lord)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4ouis7/mf_my_four_year_story_of_being_the_other_guy