First part of a newer story I've been working on. Hopefully you enjoy. Comments/suggestions always welcome!
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I hear my iPhone start to buzz beside my bed and I know it's time to wake up. It's week two of college and I'm still struggling to get into the routine. High school was so much easier, the same schedule every day. Now every day was different and I continued to struggle to get into any kind of rhythm. My hand slides out from under the blanket and reaches for my phone, turning off the alarm. I quickly check my e-mails. No message from V.
V, short for Victoria, is my girlfriend. I miss her. We haven't seen each other in a few weeks. We ended up going to two different colleges, and now we have a long distance relationship. I love V, but she is also my best friend, and the best fuck I have ever hard. Whenever we are together it's hard for us to keep our hands off each other. V is 5'8", short black hair, deep green eyes, and a cheerleader, meaning she has a great athletic body. I love her, all of her. Compared to me she is definitely the "dominant" one. I'm only 5'3", long blonde, light blue eyes and played a few sports here and there but over all am skinnier than most, but not too skinny if that makes any sense.
It's been a few days since V and I have spoken. The strain in our relationship is palpable. I lay in bed, phone in my hand just thinking about that to do next. I open imessage and send her a quick note "V, I love you"... and wait. Five, then ten minutes go by with no response. V or no V I had to get up and get ready for class.
I slide out of bed trying not to wake my roommate, Mary, 6' Irish redhead with a great volleyball body and freckles. So far we have gotten along fine, but aren't exactly friends either. My wool socks touch the floor as the legs of my loose grey sweatpants fall down to my ankles. I stand up and pull my tank top down.
Our room is a standard dorm room, two beds either side, a dresser and closet for each of us, and two desks side by side right in front of a window facing out towards the school. Everything is browns, and greys as per usual. It was what it was.
I grabbed my towel, bathrobe and toiletries and sneak out of the room, down the hallway and into the communal bathroom. To my surprise no one is there, so I have my pick of the showers, obviously I choose the one against the wall for some extra privacy. I hang up my towel and robe and hop into the shower, de-robing there so others couldn't see me. I'm a little shy when it comes to things like this. I don't dress overly provocative, I don't like to show off. The only time I open up a little is when I'm with V.
The water starts to run over my body as I wake up and my mind starts thinking about school, V and everything else that has been going on. I wish V were here so I could talk to her. Most of all I wish V would send me a message, just something so that I knew what she was thinking, and what was going on with us.
I hear some other girls from the floor come in and out of the bathroom as I take my time in the shower. Fifteen minutes has passed so I turn off the water, grab my towel from the hook dry myself, and finally wrap the towel around my head to dry my hair. I throw on my robe, grab my clothes and toiletries and head back to my room. Mary is awake now lying on her bed, still under the covers, looking at her phone.
"Goodmorning Mary"
"Hey Steph"
I smile back.
The problem with a shared dorm room is there is no real privacy, and that means changing is a bit of a challenge. There really isn't anything you can do except try to cover yourself somehow, or just get changed with your back turned.
I head to my dresser and grab a pair of lace boy short panties and slide them on while still in my robe. Step one complete. I then grab a pair of dark skinny jeans and slide them on. Step two complete. My hand finds a plain white bra in the back of my drawer and I pull it out, turning my back to Mary I slide my robe off, put my bra on and reach back to hook the clasps. Phew, done.
It's twenty minutes until class so I have to hurry. Finding an old slightly faded black t-shirt I throw it over my head, slide on a pair of blue flip flops, I grab my phone and my books.
"See you later Mary" I saw as I walk out the door and close it behind me.
Class is boring of course. Math is just not something I'm that interested in, but I have to pass it. The problem is my mind keeps going back to V, and the lack of messages, the lack of communication. I slide back in my chair, trying to pay attention. My mind racing between numbers and V, her eyes, her body, her friendship.
I feel a buzz in my pocket. I reach in and pull out my phone, and there in the notification bar are the words "New e-mail". Using your phone in class is forbidden. I slide it back into my pocket. Not sure what to do. I just know that the e-mail is from V, I could feel it. If it was a different class I would leave right now to read it, but I couldn't afford to leave this class. My mind was racing, I wasn't even paying attention anymore. I could hear the phone burning a hole in my pocket, yelling out at me to look at the message. "Fuck it!" I say to myself, I grab my books and get up to leave. The professors eyes stare at my. "I'm sorry, not feeling well" I saw quietly as I walk past the other students in class. My pocket feels like it's on fire. Whatever she wrote I need to know what it is and I need to know now. I push my way through the class room doors and sit down on a bench in the hallway. My books slam on the metal bench beside me as my hand reaches in to my pocket and pulls out my phone.
"Steph,
I miss you so much! I'm sorry I haven't sent you any messages lately.
I've been feeling so alone if I'm being honest. I wish we were closer together. I really want to see you, to touch you. And I think feeling alone has made me pull away from you more than I ever wanted too.
Hopefully we can find out some way to fix this, to feel closer even if we can't actually be closer.
I miss you.
V.
PS. Also, I'm horny as fuck! Lol"
I can feel a smile grow on my face. To be honest I thought maybe V was liking her space, and maybe even liking being away from me. Reading this though, it made me feel more connected to her then ever before. And I love it, and love her, even more.
And if I'm being really honest, I'm horny as fuck too.
I open imessage and send V a note:
"V I read your e-mail and I love you. We will figure this out... oh, and I'm horny as fuck too ;)"
I pick up my stuff from beside me and start walking back to my room thinking about what could be done to fix our situation. How could we feel closer together, even though we couldn't be?
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A week has gone by and things are getting better. V and I are talking more and everything is just feeling "right" again. Once or twice when Mary was out V and I would have a little "alone time". It is great, but still lacked a little something.
When V and I were still living close together we could really get into it when we were both turned on enough. Even though I am shy, when I'm horny I start to get more and more relaxed. We never did anything too crazy, but there were definitely occasions of us making out in public, a little grabbing here and there. I can remember how amazing her ass felt in those black leggings she always wore.
One time we were out for a quick coffee and sitting side by side, really feeling it, I felt her hand land on my thigh. I remember feeling my heart start to beat faster and faster as her hand continued up my leg. Eventually she reached the top of my jeans and ended up slipping her hand inside. She started to rub my clit right there in public. I was so horny. She was whispering into my ear how much she wanted to fuck me right there in front of everyone. The more she talked, the more turned on I got. Of course we didn't do that, but just the thought of it, and the actions, and the people, and V, and everything made the moment amazing.
That's what we are missing still. While it's great that we are talking more, and have been able to have some kind of sex life, what we really need is that little extra something that we had before.
I told V how I felt. We messaged and e-mailed back and forth. She was feeling the same, but wasn't sure how to fix it. We were so far from each other. But the more we talked about it, the more turned on we got and the more turned on we got, the more things got heated, and through all of this we started to figure out what we were going to do.
As I said, V was the more dominant in our relationship, and I love it. I love her taking charge and pushing me a little further then I am comfortable with. It always makes me more turned on and want more. And that is the basis of our plan, she tells me what to do, and I do it. I love her dominant nature, and we both love our little online alone time, we just needed to put the two together and start to have some real fun. We both feel it would bring us closer together even though we were far apart. Something that we could both enjoy just between us.
V and I talked that night and we were both so excited for our new little game. I could tell by the tone in her voice that she was turned on and probably had some fun ideas, and I knew I was turned on by how wet I was. We fell asleep talking to each other, but agreeing that the next day the games would begin.
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