This actually happened to me. Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent, but aside from that this is a 100% true story.
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I donât usually look at the âstrictly platonicâ section of the contacts website I use, but for some reason I did a few days back. Or at least, I must have, because when I opened my Instant Messenger last Friday evening, someone named âanichols304â popped up and said hello. I pretended to know who she was for a while in case I did, but eventually gave up and just asked how I knew her. She said I had answered her ad, which still didnât ring any bells even after she described it to me, but since none of my friends were on, I thought Iâd chat with her for a bit.
This girl was far from shy. She told me her name was Amanda, she was 19, living just outside the city I live in, and in nursing school along with being a part time model. Naturally, with a description like that, I was thinking that âAmandaâ was probably a 280-pound balding guy wearing a pizza-stained white tank top and boxer shorts that havenât seen the inside of a washing machine in weeks. But, I suppose on the off chance that âsheâ was telling the truth, I kept chatting with her.
After a very short time, and completely unprompted by me, I saw something rather surprising. âdo you want to see my webcam?â I said yes of course, fully expecting to see the aforementioned fat guy, but what I saw is still a shock to me today. It was a girl, and a fairly cute one at that!
Did I mention that she was not shy? Not wanting to screw up what was now looking like a good thing, I purposefully stayed away from the topic of sex. She had other ideas though, and soon we were talking about her favourite positions, how many guys sheâd been with, what kind of modelling she did (nude, of course!) and so on. She even verified the nude modelling bit by sending me some pictures, confirming that under the rather plain t-shirt she was wearing was a nice athletic body. I was starting to feel very glad indeed that I had turned on my IM that night.
We chatted for a bit more, and she mentioned that she was coming into the city the next day in order to visit another girl she had met online called Carly. She said she wanted to meet me soon as well, but that since it was their first in-person meeting, it probably wouldnât be the best time. We exchanged mobile numbers just in case, but I didnât have any expectation of hearing from her over the weekend.
Fast forward to the next afternoon. Amanda messaged me to suggest that maybe I could meet up with she and Carly that night for drinks and a bite to eat. All I had to do was to pretend that I knew Amanda already, as she didnât want Carly thinking she met random guys from the Internet all that often. Who was I to turn down an offer like that?
I met them at a bookstore of all places, a fairly small one in a busy area. I knew within a couple of seconds that this was going to be a fun night, as two steps inside the door I heard loud giggling from around the corner. Sure enough, it was them, flipping through a book on menâs health and giggling at the instructions for âspicing up your sex life.â This was going to be an eventful evening.
We found a table at a bar nearby and started to get to know one another. They continued giggling, rather loudly I might add, and generally made a spectacle of themselves. The bartender knew what my order would be by the third time I approached the bar, and one of the bar backs had to take our tableâs candle away after Carly kept dumping wax all over the table.
Truth or dare started soon enough, and thatâs where the evening got really interesting. Amanda made a rule that if you didnât want to perform a dare or answer a question you could say no but had to kiss the person asking the question. Needless to say, I declined to answer more than a few questions, and kissed each of them several times.
Other highlights from the bar were Carly daring Amanda to remove her panties in the bathroom then put them on her head back at our table. She did, with a minimum of blushing. I made Amanda go outside and flash the bar through the window. Carly asked me at one point which of them I would rather sleep with. Instead of taking the easy way out and saying it was a tie, or the even easier way and just kissing Carly, I told the truth: Amanda. Later, when Carly was in the bathroom, Amanda told me that I could have them both that night if I wanted. I wasnât sure about Carly yet, but there was no doubt in my mind that I would be fucking Amanda later. I told her so, which brought a smile to her face.
