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I (22M) was living with 2 other guys in college. I’d never done anything with a girl except kissing up to this point (I grew up in a very religious home)
One day, one of my room mates comes home from work and announces he got a girlfriend and brought her back to introduce her to us. Very cute girl, I think she was 20 ish. Tattoos, smoked, vaped, was down to hang with the boys, etc… very chill. I thought nothing of it really. I was really only excited because I thought if she moved in, we’d be able to split rent and bills 4 ways. I was always asking them when she was going to move in for this reason. She was his coworker btw.
A few times, her and I would be alone and we would talk about each others. She had a very rough upbringing and I was the polar opposite. I couldn’t relate to her, but I sympathized with her and let her open up to me. I still wasn’t thinking about doing anything with her at this point
One day, we were alone again and we were playing ping pong in the living room. We were vibing and being pretty open with each other as usual, but something was off. She kept coming over to my side of the table to show me memes on her phone. After ping pong, we each sat in a separate recliner, and were watching TV, but she still kept coming over to me lingering around me in my personal space, and showing me memes on her phone. It might sound like nothing, but I was getting strong vibes that she was into me and was flirting with me. I didn’t know how to handle it. I made up an excuse and left the house to figure out what to do.
I can’t remember what I settled on, but when I got back, she was sitting on the love seat, and invited me to sit next to her. I did so, and after a while of sitting there watching tv, she leans her head against my shoulder. I knew it was wrong, but I put my arm around her. We locked eyes for a few seconds. I knew it was over. The cat was out of the bag, and my inner slut was about to be unleashed.
We started making out. We kissed for a good 30 minutes probably. I told her we can’t do any more than this - that if her bf ever caught us or any of the other guys, it’d be the end of me. HA! What a fool I was. The days following, she started sending me nudes, pictures of her in lingerie and texting me about how she wanted to suck my cock. I was a delivery driver at the time, and I ended up masturbating to one of her pictures after one of my deliveries.
One late night, after a few drinks and tv watching, her bf is passed tf out and my other room mate has turned in for the night. She is sitting across from me and we had been secretly texting all night. She asks if she can suck my cock. I look at her with excitement, get up and go to my bedroom and she follows. We start to make out while we tear each other’s clothes off. I’m hard as a rock. I told her I’d never done this before and probably wouldn’t last long. To my surprise, I did last a good while - until we started fucking. We fucked twice that night. She even stole a condom from her bf’s room for round 2. All while her bf is passed out in the adjacent living room.
Sorry for the long post. Idk if they’re usually this long, I just had to get my story out there. I’ve only had sex with 4 girls to this day. Of those 4, 2 were in an active relationship, 1 was technically married, but separated, and 1 was not in a relationship. I am now talking to a former coworker who is very pretty, married with kids, and unhappy. We sext, and she has sent me nudes. Unfortunately we’ll likely never be able to fuck because I moved out of town. I’m not proud of my history, but goddammit I just can’t help myself. A man has to take what he can get.
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