Lesbian Female / 18
I have a girlfriend that I met online about a year and a half ago. She's the love of my life, and we get depressed whenever we're separated for more than forty-eight hours.
I'm a very sexually active kind of person, and since I can't get it on with her physically, life gets a little bit difficult sometimes.
I'm not the cheating sort, however, and to be honest, the thought of going with another woman behind her back is a definite turn-off.
One night, we were chatting on the phone, and she started being cute. I shyly asked if she would ever want to fuck me, and she replied with an eager "of course."
And then I wondered out loud if she would want to fuck me at that exact moment.
It went quiet, and my heart thudded loudly in my chest. She knew exactly what I was implying, and finally, my girlfriend spoke up again.
She said that she would very much like to, except that I had to wait and prepare myself for that night.
I was anxious and excited as I finished having dinner with my family. It was akin to a certain type of torture as I had to stare my sister directly in the eye and pretend like my pussy wasn't dripping wet with excitement.
Time passed, and it was dark as pitch in my room as the clock struck the next hour. We both breathed heavily into the phone, and I talked dirty to her as I shredded my clothes off of my body.
She got naughty, and spoke of all the things she was going to do to me once she got her hands on my trembling entrance and perky breasts.
I greatly enjoy being treated like an animal during sex, and she took pleasure in calling me her mate and saying that I was going to be pregnant with her children once she was done.
I fondled my boobs and twisted my nipples, grabbing the flesh and squeezing until I was sure to have bruises, then trailed my hands down to my inner thighs and started to flick at my clit.
I moaned loudly into the phone, and she grew quiet in awe at the fact that I was actually going through with this. I could tell she was turned on immensely, and her breathing got uneven and shaky as my calls for her became louder.
I fingered my pussy in the roughest way possible, and she masturbated on her end, as well. We both orgasmed around the same time- me first, and then her a few minutes later.
It was great, and we really bonded. Sometimes, we tease each other late at night by making moaning sounds and faking an orgasm just to cause the other to get sexually frustrated, then see how long we can last before we have to touch ourselves.
I'm a very sexually active kind of person, and since I can't get it on with her physically, life gets a little bit difficult sometimes.
I'm not the cheating sort, however, and to be honest, the thought of going with another woman behind her back is a definite turn-off.
One night, we were chatting on the phone, and she started being cute. I shyly asked if she would ever want to fuck me, and she replied with an eager "of course."
And then I wondered out loud if she would want to fuck me at that exact moment.
It went quiet, and my heart thudded loudly in my chest. She knew exactly what I was implying, and finally, my girlfriend spoke up again.
She said that she would very much like to, except that I had to wait and prepare myself for that night.
I was anxious and excited as I finished having dinner with my family. It was akin to a certain type of torture as I had to stare my sister directly in the eye and pretend like my pussy wasn't dripping wet with excitement.
Time passed, and it was dark as pitch in my room as the clock struck the next hour. We both breathed heavily into the phone, and I talked dirty to her as I shredded my clothes off of my body.
She got naughty, and spoke of all the things she was going to do to me once she got her hands on my trembling entrance and perky breasts.
I greatly enjoy being treated like an animal during sex, and she took pleasure in calling me her mate and saying that I was going to be pregnant with her children once she was done.
I fondled my boobs and twisted my nipples, grabbing the flesh and squeezing until I was sure to have bruises, then trailed my hands down to my inner thighs and started to flick at my clit.
I moaned loudly into the phone, and she grew quiet in awe at the fact that I was actually going through with this. I could tell she was turned on immensely, and her breathing got uneven and shaky as my calls for her became louder.
I fingered my pussy in the roughest way possible, and she masturbated on her end, as well. We both orgasmed around the same time- me first, and then her a few minutes later.
It was great, and we really bonded. Sometimes, we tease each other late at night by making moaning sounds and faking an orgasm just to cause the other to get sexually frustrated, then see how long we can last before we have to touch ourselves.
