1. Teaching the Taboo – Lesson 3 : Catfish


    Date: 4/28/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Author: blu3rthanu, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Facebook accounts that already have a bunch of “friends” on it. I just changed some photos and matched the likes of that account to Anja’s account before sending her a friend request and a short message. “Hey you look familiar, which school do you go to?” I asked; it took her two days to answer but it didn’t take that long for us to hit it off. After a month she began telling me her secrets and problems. I kept this a secret from April. In the middle of January, my mother decided to do some extreme remodeling; she wanted to add another floor to the house and extend the length of the house; she asked me to move into a an apartment for a while so the builders can break down the wall from my room. This meant I couldn’t fuck my young cousin for a while. Around February Anja gave me hints about Valentines, I still haven’t revealed my true identity. She probably wants to go on a date but she doesn’t want to be the one to ask a guy out. “Want to meet on Valentine’s day in person?” I asked. She immediately said yes. It was two nights before the 14th; we were texting that night. Anja: Can I tell you something? Me: What is it? :) Anja: I feel nervous. We’ll be meeting soon and I’m scared. Me: Why are you scared? Anja: Maybe you won’t like me. Me: Don’t be silly; I already like you. TBH, I’m nervous too. Nervous and excited. Anja: So you like me? Me: Well yeah, I like talking to you, you’re smart, pretty, and funny. Anja: I feel the same way. >///< Me: So you think I’m pretty? Why ...
    thank you! Anja: LOL. You know what I mean. Me: If you feel the same way; does that mean you want to kiss me too? Because that’s what I feel right now. Anja: Yeah, but I haven’t had my first kiss yet. Me: That’s hot. Anja: You think that’s hot? Me: Yeah, I think you’re hot. I don’t think kissing you will be enough anymore. By that time I’ve already turned into a total horn ball. I was also a bit sl**py so I didn’t really think of the consequences of my replies. Anja: What do you mean? Me: I can’t tell you; I don’t want to scare you away. Anja: You won’t scare me away. Come on, tell me. Me: I want to touch you all over as we make out. I want to run my hand under your panties and rub your most private parts, making you feel the same kind of ecstatic feeling that I feel. Anja: You mean sex? Me: Hahaha. Yes, like right now. I’m becoming hard, if you know what I mean. Anja: I did that to you? You’re hard? Me: Yeah, I hope it’s not too weird that I want to jerk off to you. Anja: Does it hurt? Me: My erection? Anja: Yes. Does it hurt if you don’t jerk off? Me: It’s really uncomfortable. It feels good but at the same it it’s uncomfortable. Can you send me something I can jerk off to? Anja: You want me to send you my photos? Me: Yes, sexy ones. But I don’t have to tell you that; you’re already sexy. It took a few minutes of talking her into it until she agreed to do it. I only had to promise I wouldn’t show it to anyone. She sent me photos of her cleavage, bra, panties, then the next ones ...