I (28[F]) catfished my university crush (29[M]) and had the hottest cyber sex with him, with a big twist ending

Since this lockdown started I have been feeling really lonely and isolated as I live alone. It has been made worse by the fact I deleted my social media years ago as my job (working with children in foster care) requires me to have no online presence.

One night I was feeling bored and alone and thought it would be interesting to instagram stalk my old friends I went to university with all those years ago, and see what they were up to and what they look like now. I tried to look at their profiles but they were all private and seeing as I didn’t have an account I couldn’t request to see them. I came up with the idea to create a fake Instagram account using the name and photo of a girl I went to university with, let’s call her Jill. I should have felt bad doing this but I didn’t because Jill was never a good friend to me. I knew I wouldn’t get caught using her name and photo as she cut everyone off mid way through our final year because she had started dating a really hot but extremely Christian guy who refused to let her see her friends and deleted all her social media pages. Last I heard she moved interstate with the Christian guy to get married so I felt like my cover was pretty safe.

So I make the account, upload an old photo I took of her back when we were friends, and made a post saying some dumb shit like “in these trying times God wants us to come together and support each other so I have created an Instagram account to stay in touch with friends”. I then started to follow all my old university pals and they immediately followed back.

This is where I thought my tale would end, that I would just use the account to see what people were up to and that would be the end of it, but no, this was just the start of a very juicy story, with a twist ending.

Within 24 hours of starting the account “Jill” gets a message from my old university crush, let’s call him David, and let’s just say he is still looking fine. Olive skin, athletic build, dark features. Just a really good looking guy. I had a massive crush on him in university but at the time I had a boyfriend and he had a girlfriend so we never went there.

He messages saying “Jill is that really you?”. I thought it would be suspicious if I just left him on read seeing as it was “Jill” that requested to follow him, not the other way round. So I responded and we started chatting.

This was a few weeks ago and since then we have been messaging non-stop.
I painted the narrative of Jill being the bored housewife who has realised she doesn’t actually share her husband’s religious beliefs but plays along to keep him happy. I’ve made up a fake essential services job for her husband to explain how Jill has so much free time and is home alone so much. About 3 weeks ago David asked to talk on the phone. I was nervous he would immediately realise I was not Jill, but it seemed he couldn’t remember the sound of her voice (or mine) for that matter. We have since chatted on the phone every day. He soon told me how he had always had a massive crush on Jill when they were in university together but he wasn’t able to act on it cause he had a girlfriend. I pretended that Jill had always had a crush on him too and had wished he was single when they were in university so that they could have dated. Our phone calls soon started to get sexual. The chemistry between us was electric. It was hard to keep up the ruse. I nearly slipped up on many occasions. I could tell he wanted “Jill” and I wanted him bad. But how could I tell him that? “Jill” was married. So I started a lie about “my” loveless marriage. How my husband couldn’t satisfy me. How I felt repressed, etc and he leaned in. Within a few days we were having phone sex multiple times a day.

He would tell me where to put my hands, how to use them, what I should be thinking of, how he would fuck me if he were there. We both got off on this immensely. I found the element of my lying to be so risky it made me so horny, and I thought he found the thought of the “adultery” he was committing to be arousing too. It was going so well and we were both loving our little game so much, that I was taken aback when he asked if we could start doing this over webcam. Obviously I couldn’t do this, the game would be up. He would know I’m lying about being Jill. So I make up some excuses about being scared that someone could somehow tap my camera and show it to “my” husband and that he would leave me. So he suggests we webcam but I should just point it at my body and not my face, that way nobody could ever identify me.

It was at this point that I was worried I had gone too far, that I would be found out and get in trouble. What if I lost my job. I freaked out for a little bit, but in the end the intensity of my wanting for David stopped me from chickening out.

I agree to go on the webcam. Body-wise I was always about the same height and size as Jill. Plus it must have been 6+ years since he saw her in real life, and she was always wearing clothes. The only real difference is that I am a DD and Jill was a B cup, and I’m a natural brunette, while Jill is a natural blonde. So I decide to shave off my landing strip to remove the evidence of me being a brunette, and just hope to god he doesn’t remember Jill’s cup size, or just writes it off as her boobs getting bigger or her getting a boob job.

I agree to have webcam sex with him, but he says he wants to mail me a “special surprise” first. This stumps me because he knows the state Jill lives in so I can’t exactly give him my real home address because it wouldn’t add up. I find a courrier service address in the state Jill lives in and I give him that address so I can then get them to deliver it to me. I pray he doesn’t google the address cause he would very easily find it online, but he just says thank you and that I should let him know when my present arrives.

About a week later my present arrives and it’s one of those internet controlled vibrators where someone can control it remotely. We set up the webcams and set up the vibrator. Seeing his body over the webcam is like a dream come true. He is just as hot as he was in college, even hotter. I was worried for a moment maybe he wasn’t who he said he was either. But there he was, in all his glory. He has lean muscles all over and the biggest penis I have ever seen (and I’ve seen a lot). I am immediately aroused just by looking at him and I can tell he feels the same by watching his penis grow as his hungry eyes take in my petite yet curvy body.

I ask him what he would like me to do to myself. He starts by asking me to caress my body softly, but only my upper half. My pussy is throbbing already in anticipation. I ask him if I’m allowed to use the vibrator yet, he says no. He gets me to tweak my nipples and imagine it’s his fingers, it feels so good. He then gets me to start rubbing my slit slowly. I beg to be allowed to put my fingers in, he says no not yet. I can see on my screen that he is as hard as a rock, and it gets me off even more to see how much he is enjoying this. He starts taking dirty to me “you’re a dirty little slut aren’t you Jill? Cheating on your husband. But that gets you off doesn’t it? You like the way I make you feel.” I respond “yes David, I’m a dirty little slut, I’m your dirty little slut”. He finally allows me to finger myself, and with just one dip into my pussy I am shocked at how wet I am already, I almost cum immediately, without even having used the vibrator yet. He allows me to finger myself slowly, but every time he can tell I am getting too close he makes me stop. It is the most pleasurable torture I have ever experienced. I beg him to let me cum, he tells me not yet, he hasn’t even had his fun yet.

He asks me to insert the vibrator and I do. I sit motionless for two whole minutes trying to calm down. My whole body quivering. Then I feel it vibrate, and I hear his voice “you like that don’t you my little slut”. I can’t even form a response with words, I just whimper. “Respond to me”, he commands. “Yes David” I moan, “I love it, please don’t make it stop”. But he turns off the vibrations, teasing me, edging me. After a few minutes of turning it on then off whenever I get too close, I beg him to leave it on, and tell him I can’t take it any longer. To my surprise, he not only complies, but turns up the vibrations higher. It feels incredible, my heart is beating a million miles a minute, I can hear him speaking to me but I am so far gone I can’t make out the words. Through the fog I hear him command “cum for me, cum for me now” and I explode, having the strongest orgasm of my life and leaving me shaking for minutes afterwards. Once I can finally move I look at the screen and see that he seems to be in the same state as me, collapsed and panting heavily.

He finally props himself up and brings his handsome face into frame. “That was incredible. Helen, you’re so damn beautiful when you cum for me, I just wish I could have seen your cute face”.
I freeze in fear. He just called me Helen, not Jill. Helen is my real name. I freak out. Does that mean he knows who I really am? How? And if so why didn’t he say anything? After a long pause I say “Helen? Uhh what do you mean Helen?” He responds “it’s ok, we can drop the game now. It has been a hell of a lot of fun though. I’m not sure how you thought I wouldn’t recognise your voice or your amazing body. Do you know how many times I had fantasised about seeing those tits when we were back in uni?”. I’m shaken. I’m tempted to shut off the call immediately and then go delete any evidence of my lies. What if he tells the police? But I take a deep breath and curiosity gets the better of me, “how did you know it was me?” I ask.

He starts to explain that he has known it was me running the account from pretty much day one. He had bumped into the real Jill’s mum at the supermarket about a month before I started the account, and she had told him that Jill and her husband had moved overseas to do missionary work together and how she was scared about this whole virus thing and whether they should come home. So he knew immediately that I was lying when he asked me what I was up to and I didn’t mention moving overseas, or having to evacuate back home. He pretty quickly suspected it must be me running the account based on the picture Jill had as her profile pic as he was there that day I took the photo of her, so he knew I must have had access to it. When we had our first phone call and he heard my voice his suspicions were confirmed but he didn’t say anything. He enjoyed this game and found it a lot of fun and very arousing. He confessed that it wasn’t Jill he had a crush on in university, it was actually me, and all those things he had said about how much he liked Jill, were all actually about me. He told me of how he wanted to tell me, but he wasn’t ready for the game to end until we came to our “climax”. I was shocked. I asked him if he thought I was a terrible person and if he was going to get me in trouble. He laughed and said “No way, I’m not mad and I’m not going to get you in trouble, this is the most fun I’ve had in years”. But he did have two questions. Why did I catfish him, and were the feelings I said I had for him when I was pretending to be Jill real. In response to the first question, I told him the truth, that I couldn’t have social media because of work and that I was just bored during the lockdown. I also explained I never intended to catfish him, it just happened because he messaged me and I responded so I wouldn’t blow my cover. He was relieved. He had felt really hurt a few years ago when I deleted social media because he had thought I had blocked him. He was worried that maybe I was mad for something unbeknownst to him and that’s why I had blocked him back then and catfished him now. In response to his second question I said yes my feelings were real. He was overjoyed. He asked me if I would still like to stay in touch with him as friends, or maybe more, but as myself this time, not as Jill. I couldn’t believe any of this was happening and was skeptical that maybe he was getting back at me for the lies, but I said yes.

It’s been a week since that night and we have still been talking every day with the occasional steamy webcam session. It’s good to know our chemistry is still there when we are just being ourselves and not playing a game. Restrictions are being lifted slowly where we live and we are planning on meeting up in real life next weekend. It will be the first time in years that I’ve seen him. I can’t wait for what’s to come. Hopefully many more steamy stories.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/gdr3zw/i_28f_catfished_my_university_crush_29m_and_had