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[M]y Boyfriend and I get [F]ilmed by my Roommate

There is a huge benefit to having a roommate majoring in film studies especially when she’s your best (female) friend: access to great cameras and equipment. Ever since Steven and I started hooking up, and more so after I started writing about it, I’ve been curious as to what we look like. With her visiting, I could make use of her skills and equipment.

It’s our last weekend at home before returning to college. My family is gone to move my sister to into her freshman dorm across the state. Cassidy, my roommate, had planned to spend the last few days with her boyfriend but caught him cheating and asked to hang out with us instead of driving all the way home.

Cass is, in her words, a bit chubby. Not fat by any means, but a wee bit of stomach complimented by an adorable round face and big green eyes. She exercises but it’s just her build. She weighs only 20 lbs more than me, with perky C-cups. Read more »

Hiking Date Leads to Sex Off the Trail [FM]

My family rejoiced at the news of us becoming a couple. My roommate cheered for us. Much of Reddit celebrated. I was elated. Interestingly, it was my sisters who suggested I move into the guest suite with him rather than he to my room. Mainly so they didn’t have to share a bathroom with a guy.

Saturday we decided to make a day of our first date by driving to a state park to do some hiking, have a picnic, and just spend a day together. As I dressed, I l caught Steven staring at my body with the same grin as a child who just got a new toy. Bags were packed and we were off.

The park was emptier than expected which was nice for us as we walked hand-in-hand. We took the opportunity to discuss our plans and how to make things work going forward with us at different colleges albeit in the same town. As the conversation turned to deeper stuff, we began to discuss our fantasies and desires. Read more »

[M]y Best [F]riend/FWB Becomes My Boyfriend

Although the first date already happened, I’ve decided to listen to the advice of my college roommate, my family, redditors, and my heart. I cancelled the second date which didn’t go over well and showed his true nature.

I didn’t tell anyone my plans had changed. I showered and spent time in my room, ostensibly preparing for my date. In reality, I was putting my curls into pig tails and putting on my favorite matching bra and panties. My family was going to dinner and a movie. Steven was staying at the house. I walked downstairs to overhear a conversation between Steven and my dad.

“I had a meeting today with the service and parts manager. They’re both really impressed by you. We discussed it, then Wendy and I discussed it. You live here now. And when you’re on breaks from school, we’d like you to come back in and work.”

“Th…thank you. That means a lot. I’m not a salesman but I try to be honest.”

“That’s what a good service advisor is. Your numbers and surveys show you have built trust with the customers to where they will spend their money with us. And the trust if they don’t will bring them back.” Read more »

[M]y Best [F]riend/FWB Moves In

People always ask how, in this age of social media and constant connectivity, I lost touch of Steven. My mom was such a narcissist that she needed to control every aspect of my life. Key logger on the computer, wouldn’t allow me on social media, and wouldn’t let me have a cell phone. So when I was removed that night, I was a ghost.

Because she had isolated herself and me by proxy from all familial relationships, custody documents lead CPS to my dad. And he is the exact opposite of my mom. Loving, supportive, and easy to talk to…once I warmed up. As such, he often talked to my sisters, stepmom, and me about work issues at the family car dealerships to get our input.

Dad was put in a tight spot where he desperately needed a service advisor at one dealership. I mused that it was too bad he couldn’t get Steven to come in and bridge the gap until school starts; giving him time to find someone. He loves cars, works on his own, and is a fast learner after all. Read more »

Reassurance [f]rom [m]y best friend

Writing these stories and reading the DMs I get has really helped me accept my sensuality. I have a lot of anxiety around my body and myself thanks to my promiscuous, narcissistic, drug addicted mother. And Steven’s mom is convinced I’m no better than her. My mother would barge in when I was dressing or showering and criticize my body. Plus her revolving door of men added to some of my anxiety and depression.

All the while, Steven has been a rock. He accepted a friends with benefits situation over a relationship so I could feel free to look at other men and to not be trapped like I was for all those years by my mom whose lies unraveled completely the night I was removed to my dad’s.”

We laid naked in my room the night before he left to return home. I showed him the posts, had him explain some DMs I didn’t understand through my naïveté, and explained how much it turned me on to write them and know people enjoyed them. In true Steven fashion, he even had my laughing at some of the DMs. Read more »

Closing the Rift Between Us [FM]

This summer has put a huge strain on Steven and myself. He’s back in our hometown working for the summer, and I’m back at my dad’s also working full-time. I was hoping that long-distance would be easier since I have a cell phone and computer access where we can call and text, but the distance just puts my anxiety in overdrive.

When I was removed from my mom and my dad got emergency custody, I had no phone and no computer. Mom, in true narcissist fashion, needed to control every aspect of my life. Yes, we had a computer but she had one of her boyfriend lock it down in a way she could monitor my every move. These things, combined with the fact that I wasn’t in to typical girly things growing up, resulted in my inability to make friends and is a direct cause of my depression and anxiety.

Reconnecting with an old friend in Target and picking up where we left and speeding forward is atypical, but so is my entire life. I just couldn’t help the feeling that the space between us was growing despite Steven’s protests. I guess it didn’t help letting loose the sexual desires I pushed deep down for so long. Masturbation and porn just didn’t do for me like he did. Read more »

Reuniting with [m]y best [f]riend: The Beach House

I made the decision to go see a gynecologist now that I had become sexually active. It was the Friday that spring break would begin, my birthday was that Sunday, and we had plans to go to my dad’s beach house and stop on the way so Dad could meet Steven. Also, I was tired of using condoms and wanted to get on the pill. We only had sex twice without a condom: once he came inside and once he pulled out. I missed the connection of his bare dick inside me and his warm cum in and on me.

It was then I found out I had an a smaller vagina than most women. It wasn’t a bad thing, just that it was shallower and slightly narrower than average. I knew Steven, like many guys, put too much emphasis on his size and it made sense now why he fit so well inside me and I absolutely couldn’t wait to tell him. He wasn’t small by any means, maybe on the low side of average. But for me it was perfect and I didn’t want any other. It fit perfect in my hand and my pussy, and I was working up the courage to take him in my mouth. Read more »