Voyeuristic Thrills with [M]y [F]irst GF

My first girlfriend was very adventurous and open. She was willing to try anything and truly shaped my sexual preferences for the rest of my life.

This one particular weekend we visited her friend C’s apartment for a party. There was about a dozen or so of us there, all college aged kids, and drinks and other treats were plentiful. I should add that this crowd was not at all shameful or insecure.

About halfway through the night my gf, A, and I get into a heavy make out session on a couch and decide to take this further. She lays down on my lap and unzips my fly and slides my rock hard cock out, running her tongue from base to tip and then swallowing it. She proceeds to suck the soul out of my body while ping pong balls from beer pong are bouncing off my leg. A few people notice and cheer her on before I explode in her mouth. Little did I know the night was only beginning…..

Her friend C was perpetually horny and this scene did not do anything to slow her down. At the end of the night there’s about a dozen of us left, 3 couples. Two of the girls lived there and there was us.

Sexual Tension Reaches a Boiling Point with [M]y [F]riend

My friend Brooke and I go way back. Brooke used to hook up occasionally with my best friend and party with us. Our mutual attraction started some time around then.

My friend broke things off with her and she and I started to chat a bit more often. We’d text about our days, our mutual heartbreaks over respective ex’s, and we generally became closer than we had before. She went away to school at the end of that summer and we texted nearly every day.

One Friday night we both got drunk and horny and hadn’t hooked up with anyone and we got to texting. The topics grew steamier – what have you done, what do you want to do, with who? At some point I hinted that I’ve wanted to fuck her for much longer than she’d realized, and she wanted to too.

The floodgates opened and my first sexting experience unfolded over weeks. We masturbated daily together, shared our nudes, shared our wants and needs and cravings.

Nobody knew. On the surface we were just close best friends, mutually grieving respective break ups in our friend circle. Privately we were dying to get our hands on each other from 300 miles away.