Straight Female / 19
Ive always liked the name Cassie so well I guess Im Cassie for a few minutes.
I have a boyfriend and we've been together for a year. I would say that we are madly in love and we are really good together. He goes to a boarding college so I get pretty lonely. I went back to my hometown in Borneo for summer break. One night, my friends and I went to our favourite bar and got a little tipsy. My friends and I do this thing where we make eye contact with atttractive guys we see and openly check them out and then ignore them when they approach. The guy that I picked that night approached us after we told the bartender (an old friend) to bring him over and we discovered that he was a little.. soft. We immediately accepted that he wasnt a target and took him out for amazing palm sugar icecream after that. Then we went back to his place and played a few drinking games. By 5AM there were three of us left and well he started to get really manly.
I suspected the soft attitude at the bar was just an act. My friend passed out then he said to me " I really wanna make out with you " and so we did, at that point I just wanted to be held. It got really heated so we moved to the bedroom and when we started taking our clothes off I told him I was seeing someone, he responded by leaving a trail of kisses down my neck. Next thing I knew he was between my legs. There was no oral sex but I was already so wet and when he smoothly slid himself inside of me I was just over the moon. He thrusted in an out and with every thurst I found myself feeling less and less guilty. The sex was so good he had teeth marks on his shoulder just above his collarbone scratch marks from my nails on his back. It was also my first time experiencing an orgasm after losing my virginity a year ago. For a week up until the day I had to leave we hung out at his place. Had lazy days, had sex on the couch in broad daylight, watched our favourite TV shows and played cards. Surprisingly I had alot in common with this guy. But whenever we went out with my friends and his we sat next to each other but pretended that he wasnt fucking my brains out just a few hours ago. Throughout the week I texted and called my boyfriend like normal. Once or twice I repied his texts when the other guy was eating me out. I also talked to my boyfriend on the phone when I was lying down naked in the arms of the other guy.
Worst part is now Im back and sex with the other guy is better than sex with my boyfriend and the other guy is moving to where I am studying in a few months. I dont know what to do, I still love my boyfriend but I just enjoy having sex with the other guy much more.
I have a boyfriend and we've been together for a year. I would say that we are madly in love and we are really good together. He goes to a boarding college so I get pretty lonely. I went back to my hometown in Borneo for summer break. One night, my friends and I went to our favourite bar and got a little tipsy. My friends and I do this thing where we make eye contact with atttractive guys we see and openly check them out and then ignore them when they approach. The guy that I picked that night approached us after we told the bartender (an old friend) to bring him over and we discovered that he was a little.. soft. We immediately accepted that he wasnt a target and took him out for amazing palm sugar icecream after that. Then we went back to his place and played a few drinking games. By 5AM there were three of us left and well he started to get really manly.
I suspected the soft attitude at the bar was just an act. My friend passed out then he said to me " I really wanna make out with you " and so we did, at that point I just wanted to be held. It got really heated so we moved to the bedroom and when we started taking our clothes off I told him I was seeing someone, he responded by leaving a trail of kisses down my neck. Next thing I knew he was between my legs. There was no oral sex but I was already so wet and when he smoothly slid himself inside of me I was just over the moon. He thrusted in an out and with every thurst I found myself feeling less and less guilty. The sex was so good he had teeth marks on his shoulder just above his collarbone scratch marks from my nails on his back. It was also my first time experiencing an orgasm after losing my virginity a year ago. For a week up until the day I had to leave we hung out at his place. Had lazy days, had sex on the couch in broad daylight, watched our favourite TV shows and played cards. Surprisingly I had alot in common with this guy. But whenever we went out with my friends and his we sat next to each other but pretended that he wasnt fucking my brains out just a few hours ago. Throughout the week I texted and called my boyfriend like normal. Once or twice I repied his texts when the other guy was eating me out. I also talked to my boyfriend on the phone when I was lying down naked in the arms of the other guy.
Worst part is now Im back and sex with the other guy is better than sex with my boyfriend and the other guy is moving to where I am studying in a few months. I dont know what to do, I still love my boyfriend but I just enjoy having sex with the other guy much more.
