I just woke up and remembered some major suifuel from my middle school years. 
One summer, I had a girl stay over my house for a week. She was a childhood friend of mine. We had known each other basically since we were 2. Her dad and new step mom had been getting into such serious, violent fights that they sent her to my family for a week while they worked things out.
During that time, we became closer than we did before. I remember how easy it was to make her laugh. We watched movies together. One night I had torrented a movie and we were watching it in my room, together on my bed. We were so tired afterwards that we ended up sleeping in the same bed, inches away from each other.
I was so high inhib that I didn’t say or do anything. But it was clear that I wanted so badly to be with her. I would catch glimpses of her smooth, supple legs in these tiny shorts when she came out of the shower and then lock myself in my room to jerk off furiously afterwards. I remember looking at a photo of her and I that we took at one of her birthday parties and whispering her name when I coomed. I started to like her even before, when we used to see each other at gatherings with family friends. Her dad would always ship the two of us and tease me about liking her.
At the end of her stay, I remember her leaving uneventfully. It wasn’t until years later that my sister told me this girl actually had a crush on me. Since we didn’t have a guest room, she was sleeping over in my sister’s room and confessed her feelings secretly one night.
In college she turned into a slut and ended up joining a sorority and started dating a 6’2 Chang. They’re now living together and will probably get married sometime soon.
Back then, she was just an innocent teenager secretly crushing on me. I can’t even imagine the ecstasy if we fucked and took each other’s virginities, releasing the tension that had been building up for years.
The opportunity was there, and it’s all my fault I missed it.
One summer, I had a girl stay over my house for a week. She was a childhood friend of mine. We had known each other basically since we were 2. Her dad and new step mom had been getting into such serious, violent fights that they sent her to my family for a week while they worked things out.
During that time, we became closer than we did before. I remember how easy it was to make her laugh. We watched movies together. One night I had torrented a movie and we were watching it in my room, together on my bed. We were so tired afterwards that we ended up sleeping in the same bed, inches away from each other.
I was so high inhib that I didn’t say or do anything. But it was clear that I wanted so badly to be with her. I would catch glimpses of her smooth, supple legs in these tiny shorts when she came out of the shower and then lock myself in my room to jerk off furiously afterwards. I remember looking at a photo of her and I that we took at one of her birthday parties and whispering her name when I coomed. I started to like her even before, when we used to see each other at gatherings with family friends. Her dad would always ship the two of us and tease me about liking her.
At the end of her stay, I remember her leaving uneventfully. It wasn’t until years later that my sister told me this girl actually had a crush on me. Since we didn’t have a guest room, she was sleeping over in my sister’s room and confessed her feelings secretly one night.
In college she turned into a slut and ended up joining a sorority and started dating a 6’2 Chang. They’re now living together and will probably get married sometime soon.
Back then, she was just an innocent teenager secretly crushing on me. I can’t even imagine the ecstasy if we fucked and took each other’s virginities, releasing the tension that had been building up for years.
The opportunity was there, and it’s all my fault I missed it.
