Gender: Male Age: 18 Location: N/A
|Introduction: Part 2 of 3|
The next day I spent every minute of my free time sitting at the computer hoping she would sign in. I waited until after midnight but she didn't appear, so I gave up and went to bed feeling unhappy. The day after I got back from school and signed in, she wasn't online but I saw I had a new email so I clicked on it and waited for it to load, thinking it would be spam or something, but it loaded up and it was from Abbie. I jumped up and clicked on it straight away, slightly worried it would just say she made a mistake, I was too young and she doesn't want to talk to me anymore.
It opened up and it was just a single line: “Something for you to wank over baby xxxx”. I then noticed there was an attachment with it, so I clicked to download and felt very excited. When it finally downloaded I opened it up and nearly blew my load in my pants. It was Abbie lying on her back on a bed, completely naked with her legs spread apart. She had beautiful, medium-sized breasts but my eyes were drawn straight to her pussy, completely hairless and smooth, with tan-lines and what looked like a sign of moisture at the bottom of her slit. I pulled my cock out and as I looked at her naked body and pussy, and thought about the horny things the girl in the picture had been saying she wanted to do with me, I came hard in a matter of seconds.
I was stunned by the picture and so happy that it seemed she hadn't changed her mind about me, and I sent back a reply saying how beautiful she was and how much I loved her body, then waited by the computer for hours hoping she would reply or sign in to messenger, during which I masturbated to her picture frequently.
It was getting late and I had school the next day so I was thinking about going to bed when Abbie signed in. I jumped for joy and before I could type anything she said “Glad you liked it baby.” I flooded her with compliments about her beauty and her body and she asked what I would do if she was lying on my bed like that right now. In no time we were heavily into another dirty, descriptive sex chat about the things we wanted to do to each other, and I was amazed how easily it was coming to me. I barely paused from typing as I kept looking at her naked body and thinking of more and more filthy things I wanted to do with her. We both came and she said she had to go to bed but I got a proper goodbye this time so I went to bed elated.
Many times over the next few weeks we repeated this. I would wait for her to come online, we would chat about what we'd been up to, and soon we would be masturbating together and talking about sex. I'd lost all my nerves about asking or saying the wrong thing so I would ask her everything I always wanted to know about girls and sex, and she never got offended by anything I said and answered everything I asked her, and would tell me she wanted to try all my fantasies with me.
During these chats she sent me more pictures of her, mostly nudes, and I'd look at them all the time while I was waiting for her to come online. Eventually she started taking requests, and the first few times I just asked for more nudes or close-ups of her tits and pussy, but my confidence grew and she sent me pictures of her asshole and her fingering and putting things into her pussy and ass. I was almost completely convinced she was who she claimed to be now, but I still thought it could be possible that she was just sending me pictures from the internet or something, so one time when she asked me what type of picture I wanted, I asked for her to write my name on her body, which she did, on her tits and above her pussy, with a heart next to it.
Although I now new for sure she was real, everything still felt like a fantasy to me, like because everything was typed it wasn't real somehow. She had mentioned occasionally about us maybe meeting one day, but when she was at university she was a long way away, and when she was coming home for the holidays she never mentioned us meeting and I was too nervous to ask.
When she did come home for the Christmas holidays I didn't hear from her for more than two weeks and I was worrying that she wasn't going to talk to me again. Then out of the blue I got an email from her that just said “Miss you. Wish this was you xxx.” Attached to it was a small video file taken with a camera of a hard cock sliding in and out of a smoothly shaved pussy that looked like hers. The video was poor quality and close up, and must have been taken by her boyfriend so I couldn't be sure it was her, but the pussy looked familiar and I could hear a girl moaning with pleasure and could see the guy's bare cock was shining wet with her pussy juice as it slid in and out. The short video ended with the guy pushing himself fully inside her and holding there for several seconds, before pulling out, leaving thick white cum dripping out of her. I replied saying I wished it was me too, and masturbated to the video dozens of times over the next few days, finding it incredibly horny, but also feeling envious and a bit sad that she was doing it with someone else and not me, and knowing I would probably never get the chance.
I waited on messenger and kept checking my email for the next couple of weeks but I didn't hear from her, but I was happy she was obviously still thinking about me. After a while of no contact I started looking for her on messenger less, then late one night she came on and apologised and said she had been spending all her time at her boyfriend's and couldn't come on to chat to me. I said it was cool but I was pretty sad that she wanted to spend time with her boyfriend more than me. I expected it though, she had told me he was 21 and had his own flat so I knew a kid like me could never compare to him.
She was back at university now though so she said we could talk more and I was happy with just talking to her, I'd developed an enormous crush on her by now and thought about her constantly, so even though I knew I'd never get to meet her I loved every minute I got to spend talking to her online. I asked her if it was her being fucked in the video and she said it was. She said her boyfriend had taken a lot of videos of them having sex and she would get him to email her with some more so she could send them to me. I was looking forward to seeing them but for some reason I never saw any more.
We spoke on and off over the next couple of months, sometimes sexually but more often the chats were totally clean, which made me feel like she was losing interest in me so I was doing my very best to shower her with compliments and say nice things, which she seemed to like. Her 19th birthday was coming up and she said she was going to have a party at her friends house at university. I said I wished I could go and she said of course I could, she'd love to have me there. I wasn't expecting her to actually invite me and I knew her boyfriend would be there, and guessed that a 13 year old wouldn't really fit in amongst a house full of what were basically young adults, so I tried to explain but she didn't seem too disappointed that I didn't want to go and we didn't mention it again.
She had her birthday party and told me all about it, and the wild, passionate sex she had with her boyfriend after being apart from him for a long time. It hurt my feelings because I really liked her and just felt jealous of her boyfriend when she said that.
A while later we were talking and she asked if I maybe wanted to meet her when she was home for Easter. By now I thought she'd lost a bit of interest in me so I asked her what for. “Because I want to meet you of course” she said. “Why though?”I persisted and she said “Because you're awesome and I like you.”
It was still a bit cryptic for me so I tried to carefully ask her what we would do if we met, suggesting we go to the park together or something.
“We'll go to my house...
“Get in my bed...
“And I'll fuck your brains out.”
I asked if she was serious and she said of course she was. I was feeling an odd mix of elation and fear. Until now it had felt more like fantasy, I could say anything I wanted to her when I thought it would never really happen, but she seemed serious and I was suddenly very nervous about what to say.
“Um, OK, yeah.” I said. “Don't you want to?” she asked and I said I wanted to more than anything in the world, but that I was just a bit nervous because I was a virgin.
“Aww, don't worry baby, I'll look after you” she said. She then asked if she could call me. It took me by surprise and I felt scared of actually talking to her and hearing each other's voices. I said it would be awkward to talk on the phone because my parents were nosy and might be listening, which was true, but she seemed a bit hurt and disappointed so I said we could swap numbers so we could text, and talk one day when I was home alone.
She agreed to that and she started sending me dozens of texts every day saying she was thinking about me, couldn't wait to meet me, and describing the things she was going to do to me. I replied to as many as I could but I kept running out of phone credit. I was scared she was going to think I was ignoring her and get upset so I explained when we were talking on messenger that it was expensive to reply to them all and she said she understood and didn't mind if I don't reply.
When we spoke on messenger after that our chats were usually very sexual, but I was now much more nervous about what I said to her, because it was looking like anything I said would actually be happening, and it made me nervous. Because of this I was much less graphic about telling her things I wanted to do, and was much more curious about how to do things, when to do them, and the general etiquette of sex. I was terrified of doing something wrong so I took the opportunity to ask her about all my curiosities and fears about sex.
During these conversations she made it clear to me that she wasn't expecting to use condoms with me. I had always thought I would wear them if I ever actually had sex with her for real, but I was asking questions like what I should do if I was going to cum in her mouth, and it led to her telling me how much she was looking forward to feeling my cum shoot inside her pussy. I asked her about it and she said she was on the pill so there was no need for condoms and I'd like it more without them. She said it was OK to shoot as much cum as I wanted to inside her, and that she wanted me to.
I was ecstatic to hear this. I'd watched the video she had sent me of her boyfriend cumming into her pussy hundreds of times by then, and was obsessed with doing it for myself, but didn't think I would get to do something like that until I was old and married or something, and definitely not with her. I watched that video every day after that, struggling to get my head around the fact I might one day soon be doing what I was watching in the video.
We'd sort of spoken about anal sex during our dirty sex chats, at my horniest and most open I'd told her I wanted to lick, finger and fuck her ass. She never stopped me or told me it was a turn off, but it was only ever me who actually brought up any sex acts that involved her ass.
I wanted to try them though so I asked her if she liked anal sex. She said that she had never tried it, she knew some girls who liked it but had heard some bad stories about it hurting and didn't really want to.
I was really disappointed because she had a perfect ass with a hole that looked so fuckable, and I was very horny thinking about things I wanted to try with her when we met so I cautiously tried to push my luck. I said if some of her friends like it she should maybe try it just once so she would know. She said she wasn't sure and I said maybe it would be nice to try it with me. Everything else we were going to do together she had done before many times so it would make me happy if I could be the first boy she tried something with. “OK baby, I'd love you to be my first” she said.
She was pushing me to let her call me so eventually we had our first phone conversation one day when my parents were out. It went really badly, when I first heard her lovely voice I was tongue-tied, and I was completely different talking to her on the phone than I'd been when I was just typing to her on a screen. She was very nice and tried really hard but I didn't say much and it was very awkward. She tried whispering sexy things to me but all I could do was give nervous giggles. After a while it wasn't getting any better so she said she ought to go.
I thought I'd blown it and she wouldn't like me anymore, and she sent me a text a bit later and asked if I was OK because I didn't seem like myself earlier. I told her the truth and she was nice about it and told me I shouldn't be nervous talking to her because she thought I was great, and to not worry about it, I'd relax after a while.
I felt a bit bit better after hearing that so I agreed to another phone call the next time I was alone, which was the day after. It went much better, we had a slightly awkward but fun chat, and we ended up masturbating together while we spoke on the phone, which was by far the hottest thing I'd ever done up to that point. It was incredible to hear her moans of pleasure and the dirty words coming from her sexy voice. She even put the phone down to her pussy as she masturbated so I could hear how wet she was for me.
Easter was approaching and we were talking daily, either on the phone or on messenger or with texts. She continued to mention how excited she was about meeting me and fucking me so I was happy she was still keen, but still very nervous that it might go as badly as our first phone call.
Then the date arrived and she came home for the holidays, and once again I didn't hear from anything from her, apart from a few replies to my texts saying it was hard for her to talk. It was only a few days this time but I was still pretty upset and worried it wasn't going to happen. I was on the computer very late one night and she came online and was upset. She'd been out with her boyfriend and they were arguing and he hit her. I was so angry, although I hadn't met this girl I still felt like I loved her and couldn't stand that someone would do that to her. I made some childish threats to kill him but I could tell she was getting more upset so I comforted her and we spoke about it for a long time, she told me it wasn't the first time he'd done it and I tried to help her feel better as best I could.
“I love you so much” she said. “I wish you were my boyfriend.” I was amazed, I never thought she felt that strongly for me, and to be honest I thought it was a bit odd, because she was now 19 and I was still a 13 year old kid. I thought that by saying this she was asking to be my girlfriend, I wanted that more than anything but even I knew it wouldn't really work.
“What would your mum and friends think if you were going out with a 13 year old?” I asked. She said she knew it couldn't happen but she wished it could because she loved me. I was sad but I knew she was talking sense. She said she had to go so I went to bed worried about her, but stunned that a girl like her could have feelings like that for me.
The next day she sent me a text me asking if she could call me. I gave her a time when I'd be alone and she called me at exactly the time I said. She said she needed to see me so I asked when and she told me she her mum would be away all weekend and I could go over there for the whole weekend. I was feeling really nervous at spending such a long time with her but I agreed. She had a car and offered to come and pick me up on Friday evening but I said I could get a train and tell my parents I was staying at a friends. I checked the timetable and we set a time for her to meet me at her local station.
“Do you want me to bring anything?” I asked.
“Just your body” she said.
Final part coming soon.
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