A few years back, okay, over a decade ago, I was playing this Play By Browser Game (PBBG). In retrospect, it was not a very good game at all. You made an army, blew up the army, joined a clan, blew up clan armies, but it was all text based and done with some shitty browser algorithm. If you were a gamer kid in the early dotcom days, you know what I’m talking about. If not, you didn’t miss anything.
Early on, I joined this moderately successful clan. We’d all stay up late, chatting in the clan chat room, planning to blow up whatever rival clan we were at war with, and over many, many hours of this I became internet friends with a clan member, BrokenDreamer. BrokenDreamer was witty and we’d troll each other a bit, but it was all in good fun. We were both 20-something college students, but I didn’t know much more about the user’s personal life. One night we were exchanging pictures in the clan chat. This was a little more difficult back in late-2000s, but doable. I saw BrokenDreamer’s photo and realized the user was a woman. It felt very Eurotrip, like, “*Mika’s a GIRL?!?*” She was also really hot! Pale skin, dark hair, fit, freckled – checked every box of what I like to look at. Turns out she thought I wasn’t too bad either. Come to think of it, those descriptions match me pretty well, too. We exchanged MSN addresses and started chatting on there.
It was spring semester, we were casually seeing other people, but we’d flirt online, plan attacks, talk on the phone, fight wars, flirt, clan gossip, then suddenly it was summer. It was the height of the recession, so neither of us found summer jobs. Dreamer was living at her parents’ summer house; my family had less money, so I was living in my mom’s basement. Yeah, real loser neckbeard cred. One night, around midnight, she invited me over. I laughed a bit, “*that’s an 8 hour drive!*”
“*I’ll make you food and buy you a tank of gas!*”
Deal.
I left a note, “*Hey, I’m going to stay with a friend for the weekend. See you Monday*. –Astronaut”
I drove through the night and got into her city a little after rush hour. I stopped along the road and grabbed some wildflowers that I thought were super cute and put them in a water bottle. What? You think I’m a socially awkward nerd for typing this up on reddit a decade later? I am. But I was way worse then. Anyway, I get there, we meet in person for the first time. She had some band t-shirt on and tight jeans. We say hi, she laughs at my flowers, puts them in a vase, exchange a quick kiss, and she tells me I smell like I’ve been driving all night and that I needed to go take a shower. So I did.
Her only shower was in her bedroom. We’d never cyber’d or sent nudes, so I shut the door. I wash up, get dressed, come out, and she’s on her bed in a bra and shorts. *”Hey, you changed!”*
*”So did you! I was hoping you’d come out wearing less.”*
*”Oh, that can be fixed.”*
We began making out. She had a great body; about 5’3 and 120 lbs, 34B cup. For reference I was, and still am, about 5’9/150. She has my shirt off, I take her bra off and her firm breasts are warm against my chest. My pants are still on, but I’m obviously hard. She takes my pants and underwear off, “Wow, based on pics I did not expect you to be so big.”
I’m not huge downstairs. I’m about 6″ to 6.25″, but I appreciated the compliment. I work her underwear off and find a neatly trimmed bush and the cutest labia poking out from between the outer labia. I recall she had once casually told me she liked dominant guys. I am not a dominant guy, but I thought I’d play the part. Just in case, I wanted to be prepared, so I read some stupid advice online once about making girls beg you to let them cum so I throw her start eating her out. She tastes great and is enjoying it. She gives me an audible, “*I’m gonna cum*” so … I stop. She protests, “*What the fuck are you doing?!*” I tell her to beg me to keep going.
She’s like, “*No, fuck you, I’ll just finish myself!*” and starts masturbating.
Goddammit internet, you failed me!
At this point I realize I’ve fucked up, so I position myself on top and put my dick inside of her. She gasps and smiles. We fuck for about 30 seconds and she cums. She’s holding so tight, she stops thrusting and I can feel her vagina pulsating on me. I come about 15 seconds later. Fuck yeah, 45 seconds, bitches. But hey, nice guys finish last, so I still felt it a success, no?
After we come down from the climax we both start laughing. Both at how bad I am at sex (*she was only my 3rd partner ever and the 1st one with any notable experience to know how awful I was*), how funny this whole situation of fucking a friend from a browser game who lives 8 hours away is, and how hot it was and how much fun we had anyway. She makes me lunch. She was vegan and made some nasty paste she called “cheese” and put it on bread with a substance she called meat. It was not very good, but I ate it. I ate a lot of cereal with soy milk the next couple days. But more importantly, we had a lot of sex. By the time I left I was up to a good solid 6 minutes of sex with her. Luckily she had an active sex drive and could get off in this time too. And luckily I had like a 30 second cool down period. Oh to be 20 again… but I digress.
One part of this trip that sticks out in my head as amusing is we were both on our laptops playing the game with our clan wearing just underwear, and I decided I needed to take her bra off. She types “*Brb, Astronaut is taking my bra off, with teeth.*”
At another point she hosted a party, we ended up drunk and fucking in her room while everyone else partied on without us. It was a fun, very irresponsible weekend.
Everyone’s like, “*You two are ridiculous*.” And they were totally right. We spent about 72 hours together and never met up again. We said goodbye, kissed, and went our separate ways. We tried to meet up later that summer, but it didn’t work out. She suggested I drop out of my university and enroll at the one by her house that had a similar program. But I liked my university, so I passed.
A couple months later we’re back in class. One night we were talking on the phone and she was telling me about some guy she was fucking. I was like, “*Hey, that’s cool – I don’t really need to know about that though.*”
She’s like, “*What? Did you have feelings for me? From our weekend?*”
I did. She was super cool and beautiful, frankly out of my league at the time, but I knew it was a hookup and I wasn’t going to admit to any feelings. “*Nah, I just don’t really want to talk about it, you know? We never talked about that before, and I don’t really want to now.*” The conversation moved on, but it was weird after that.
I didn’t sign up for the next season of the game. She unfriended me on facebook when fall semester started and I had a new girlfriend. I’ve not spoken to her since that fall, but damn – that weekend still lives on in my life as one of the more exciting, and unlikely, ones I’ve ever had. I have some MP3s from her that I got that weekend that I listen to sometimes. Over a decade later and some of those songs still bring back some very hot memories.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rvmght/mf_the_nerdiest_sexual_encounter_ive_ever_had_was