Page 11 of His Shy Girl

I thought about it. My finger was hovering over the button to log off, but I don’t want this to end. It’s the most exciting thing that’s ever happened to me. I’m making out with a boy for the first time. Well, sexting with one. That is what we’re doing, right? Having sex with our words. That’s what it feels like.

Me:I’m not running.

Bren2025RB:That makes me really happy to hear. Just hope I didn’t kill the mood. I’m still rock hard for you, babe, anddesperate to get you off, but I don’t want to push you into doing something you’re not comfortable with.

The only thing that’s uncomfortable is the ache between my legs. I lean forward, typing the first thing that comes to mind. No filter. No insecurity. Just letting the thoughts come out.

Me:I’m still imagining your head between my legs, wondering what it would feel like to have you kissing me there. I’m still touching myself to the thought of your hand gripped around your dick, stroking yourself off.

Bren2025RB:I’m stroking faster now. The cum is already beading up at the end, dribbling from the slit. Tell me how you like to play with yourself. Do you like to click your button fast? Or do you like it slow? Do you stay on the top, focusing all your attention on your swollen clit, or do you pump your fingers inside and fuck yourself with them?

I push my fingers inside my heat, fucking myself right now, imagining it’s him. Pumping them faster as I picture his dark eyes staring up at me as he pushes in deeper. And deeper. Pumping faster. The ache is tightening and I’m about to succumb to it.

Me:It depends on my mood. Sometimes I like it fast and will rub my clit in quick little circles. But others… I’ll spread my legs and play until I can’t take it anymore. Right now, I’m riding my fingers, wishing they were yours.

Bren2025RB:I’d make you come so hard, baby. I’d pump you deep and fast. Make you squirt for me.

The shocks plow through my body. Pleasure blazing over every nerve. I fight not to scream his name and wake my parents as the orgasm shatters me. My pussy convulses hard, making a complete mess of my panties. I rub the last shocks from my clit, feeling like it’s almost too sensitive to the touch. When I finally catch my breath, I open my eyes. The words on the screen are now blurred. My lungs grasping for air.

I lean forward in my chair, staring at my keyboard as I type my message. My fingers gliding over the keys fast. My mind too exhausted to second guess anything.

Me:I just soaked myself to the thought. I’ve never come that hard.

Bren2025RB:Same. My abs are splattered with my cum. I may need to clean my keyboard too. That was so fucking hot, babe. I’ve never done anything like that.

Me neither. Boys usually don’t talk to me.

Bren2025RB: It’s late, babe. I have to get up early for practice in the morning, so I need to hit the sack. But I hope you’ll log on tomorrow.

There isn’t a stutter in my thoughts as I type out my response.

Me:I’ll be on right after school. Night, Bren.

8

Brennon

“Earth to Brennon!” I look up from my plate of food and see Chase taking his seat across from me. “Dude, what’s got you so distracted? I’ve been trying to get your attention.”

What’s got me distracted is my girl. I can’t stop thinking about her. We’ve been playing our wicked little game for two weeks now. Us going into Kanturia, trying to achieve a mission, but the need takes over and I end up chasing her down in the woods. Forcing her avatar down to her knees and showing her exactly what I’d do to her if it was real life. And she succumbs so easily. I tell her everything I want to do to her in the chat, and she always comes for me like a good girl.

Last night, she even surprised me. She was the one who initiated things first. I was in the game, searching for the hidden entrance to the cave, and her avatar walked up, forcing me down onto my knees. Then she reached for my head and pulled mebetween her legs, showing me what she wanted. And I happily obliged, telling her how good she tasted. Laying down on my back in the game so she could straddle my head. It made me feel like I broke past one of her barriers. It showed me that she wants me as much as I want her. Her shyness slipping away.

But then…before we logged off, I asked her if I could take her on a date this weekend, and once again, she was giving me some lame excuse about not wanting things to change between us. And I’m so fucking confused. I don’t get it. I don’t understand why she won’t meet me. We’ve established that there’s wild hot chemistry between us, and she’s become one of my best friends, so I don’t get why we can’t take things to the next step. After her blow off, I feel like we’ve taken a giant leap backwards and I don’t know what to do.

“I met a girl online,” I admit for the first time. None of my buddies know about Willow. But I think it’s time I shared because I could use some fucking advice. “Met her in the incoming freshman forum for ASU. She’ll be at school with me next year.”

Chase’s brow cocks up as he takes another bite of his pizza, and I tell him an abbreviated version of how I’d assumed Willow was a guy and then learned the truth. He’s swallowing down his shock with every bite.

“Everything’s there, man. The connection. The chemistry.” The heat fucking radiates off the screen. “But she’s still giving me the brush-off. I asked her again last night if she’d go out with me this weekend, and she gave me some lame excuse.”

“Do you think your ugly mug might be what’s scaring her off?” He smirks, and I toss a fry at him. I don’t think she’d proceed to have computer sex with me if she wasn’t interested. Besides, she told me she thought I was attractive. I really don’t think that’s the problem, but I can’t fucking figure it out.

“Yeah, yeah, pretty boy.” He shakes his head, shoving that fry into his mouth, chewing through his words. “Every girl wants your ass, so we know that’s not the case. But does she already have the hots for someone at her school? Maybe there’s someone else in the picture.”

“No. Back when she thought I was a girl, she told me she wasn’t interested in anyone at her school. Nah, the excuse she keeps giving me is that she doesn’t want things to change between us. She’s afraid that if we don’t work out, we’ll lose what we have.”

He nods in agreement. “It’s a valid point. Sex can fuck things up. If you have a good thing going, you might not want to rock the boat.”

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