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this is my story /b/... >be me, 19 yo college freshman >this

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this is my story /b/...

>be me, 19 yo college freshman
>this was 10 years ago
>i had this bro from highschool, pete
>we were friends, but not exactly bros. he was a cool guy, and i think i was cool to him
>turns out we applied to the same college and enrolled
>going to the same classes
>practically spending all of our time together
>away from you family, with your high school life behind you, things can get hectic
>yeah, you are horny teenagers with no real problems to deal with
>but you still need a friend you can depend on
>and we were that friend to each other

fast forward a couple of months

>second semester, we start taking this new class
>and there is this girl in the class
>not just us, but every fucking human being with a working dick in the entire campus is losing their shit over her
>ordinary straight girls are ready to become lesbians just for her
>i mean... man... wow... what an.. angel? a beam of light? deux ex machina descending from heaven? i have no fucking idea
>a value over 10 is a measurement that applies to us, mere mortals
>her beauty cannot be calculated or properly abstracted with numbers
>and looking at her is like something you know you shouldnt do
>not because its creepy or socially awkward or some other shit
>its because you feel youre not worthy
>not for her youre not. no. NOT HER.
>but we were looking
>turns out we first saw her practically at the same time
>and we wanted to point her to one another
>but we couldnt take our eyes off of her
>so we sat in some lousy economy class or whatever and drooled over her for half an hour
>before i whispered... "dude... fuck me..."
>and it took pete a solid 5 minutes before he could simply say "yeah..."
>there she was, this 5'9" lady with long wavy auburn hair and emerald green eyes to die for
>and pretty sure, to kill for
>sitting just a couple feet away from us
>yeah... so.. "fuck me..." was the correct response in that situation

pic is unrelated random chick.
>after the class
>to this day i cant for the life of me remember what the fuck it was about
>we were already orbiting her like some lousy asteroids stuck to a massive black hole
>creepily getting closer and closer to her as she sucked us in
>bumping to each other and walking like we were drunk and out of our minds
>i dont know what it was
>maybe she realized that we were following her like pervs
>or maybe it was something else
>halfway to the cafeteria, she just stopped and turned towards us
>we comedically bumped into each other and stopped as well
>but her beauty was so miraculous we forgot to look somewhere else
>i remember her gaze.. it was like the back of our heads blew open and brains splattered all over the hallway
>those green eyes man...
>and she smiled. SHE FUCKING SMILED
>if we werent healthy, fit males in their prime we would have died of heart attack at that moment
>we couldnt breathe she was so beautiful
>so there we were, still staring at her, our eyes and mouths wide open
>we were in our low, waaay low 2 digit IQs at that moment
>and there she was, in all of her glory
>like i said, 5'9", long wavy auburn hair, emerald green eyes
>long curvy and athletic legs, you know, slimmer at the knees
>well defined muscles on her calves and soft but rigid thighs
>her ankles were so elegant
>but her tendons were sprained... as if she were a wild gazelle ready to bolt out at a moments notice
>her butt... i cant call it an ass. not hers.
>ass is what girls have.
>this lady had something else. she had buttocks that required a new definition of the word
>they were so firm and so well shaped, you could perfectly calculate for pi if you took measurements
>her breasts... i dont even have the words
>to this day im still searching for the right words
>and i will try and describe them later in the story... but i will fail terribly
>i can still remember what she was wearing that day
>i know what she was wearing probably better than her on the day she wore them
>and i know this because pete knew this
>after she looked at us and smiled
>just for a few seconds which felt like an eternity
>she turned around again and kept on walking
>we just stayed put
>we couldnt follow her
>our black hole left us lonely asteroids to the pitch black emptiness of cold space
>so after the school, we went to our dorm room with no information about her whatsoever
>no name, no nothing
>just a mental image of her elegant stance etched deep into our minds
>i was looking at the pictures of random women with green eyes and auburn hair on yahoo
>that was the only thing i could do. but none of the images even came close to matching her beauty
>well.. pete felt like he had to do something
>and he fucking started searching for her clothes. i shit you not
>he was searching for her clothes on amazon and ebay and all these fashion and shopping sites neither of us knew nothing about
>he started with searching for her skirt
>which was this black wool-cashmere circle skirt with a playful flare at the bottom
>couple inches above her knees... revealing her thighs just a little bit..
>when he found it, he shouted "I FOUND IT FUCK YEAH"
>and i thought he had found "her"
>but when i saw what he found, which was this i dunno what brand skirt on amazon
>i was far from being disappointed
>i was feeling the same way
>we didnt know her name, but fuck if we didnt know what skirt she was wearing
>pete kept going with the search and i helped him
>at the end of the night, we knew what flats she was wearing, what shirt
>we even knew what brand her red, bow shaped hairclip was
>i mean... look, we are straight guys
>i figure im a 7/10, maybe 8, pete is an easy 8/10, pushing 9
>we are both fit, we dont have ugly pimples on our faces or anything, we are both very decent
>we are not short or chubby
>and altho we were not the most popular kids in highschool, we are definitely not social castouts either
>but that night
>we were more gay than a male fashion design student wearing pink dungarees and coming out of the closet singing YMCA
>and we knew what skirt she was wearing... so yeah...
>and before we went to sleep
>pete had an idea
>that motherfucker had the most excellent idea
>he knew he needed an extra something if he was ever gonna talk to her
>let alone date her
>so he decided he should start learning about fashion
>and use his knowledge as a conversation starter
>meanwhile, i was feeling like i could go to mars with a new apollo mission
>or save the world from a new nazi regime all by myself
>and still wouldnt be able to impress her
>i was a hopeless faggot
i'm dumping this, read it or dont, dont care really... you'll see why.
>next morning, the first thing pete did was to enroll in a class on fashion design
>pete didnt know if his tactics were gonna work
>pete didnt know if this magnificent creature would speak fashion with him
>but he had hopes
>meanwhile, we were both unable to speak to her
>we were a bunch of beta fags, scared out of our minds
>but we learned her name from a friend
>ella was her name...
>pete didnt want to waste his chances in leaving a perfect first impression with ella
>well, the first impression both of us have left was us standing in the middle of the hallway
>staring at her like we were retarded perverts
>but speaking to her was a different matter altogether
>i figured, if pete had no chance of talking to her now
>how could i?
>besides, pete was so in da zone, i didnt want to compete
>not that i could, or so i believed...
>fast forward a couple of weeks
>pete as a freshman knew more about fashion than seniors knew about economy in our department
>he was spending his nights browsing fashion blogs
>every night, he would come to our room, with a list of items she was wearing that day
>studying her taste in fashion
>pete told me that this could actually work
>since while a lot of the girls on campus dressed like trailer trashes
>ella was always amazing in her choice of clothes
>our room was filled with editions of vogue and GQ and shit
>couple of friends have seen our stash of fashion magazines
>and joked about it
>so we made a lousy explanation of how they were "quality fapping material"
>and got away with it
>one day, pete woke up and turned to me
>"i'm ready" - he said
>like neo saying "i know kung-fu"
>i said "show her"
>pete decided that whatever she's wearing that day
>he felt like he could intelligently talk to her about her clothes
>after the economy class
>i wished him luck and we parted ways
>an hour later he found me
>i asked him
>"how did it go?"
>"i dunno man... i really dunno. i mean, i might as well done great or fucked it up completely"
>"look, we talked about fashion for an hour"
>"so, you talked for an hour, thats great man!" - damn we were beta fags
>"yeah, but what if she thinks that im gay?"
>i started laughing. pete had a point. straight guys dont usually talk about fashion
>certainly not about womens fashion
>suddenly, ella comes out of nowhere
>i froze
>pete looked at me and understood that ella was coming our way
>"hey pete!"
>and i heard ella's voice for the first time
>she had a crackly, deep voice
>kinda reminds me of scarlett johansson now...
>a lot of people dont think that kinda voice is flattering
>but if you found me a soprano that sings agnus dei
>i would have told you "shut that woman up and let ella sing"
>"hey ella!" - said pete, his heart probably skipping a couple of beats
>"i remembered now... i got it from anthropologie..."
>i have absolutely no idea what shes talking about
>"oh thanks!"
>"dont mention it... its from last season tho, i dont think you could buy it for your sister. but they might have something similar..."
>"oh.. well, thank you for telling me ella!"
>"youre welcome, see you around pete!"
>"see you ella!"
>and we watched ella walking away from us gracefuly, until she disappeared in the distance
>still looking at her general direction, as if we could still see her
>"dude... your sister is 7..."
>"yeah i know..."
>"she is..."
>"yeah i know... magnificent..."
>a week later, pete had another idea
>in order to not look like a gay couple
>he suggested that we develop this "manly handshake"
>and establish that we are in fact, bros
>like a bunch of idiots, we stayed up all night
>working out this complex yet subtle (or so we thought) secret handshake
>our stupidity was at an immeasurable new height
>pete was chatting up ella, little by little everyday
>but he was afraid of becoming a gay bff and lose all chance of dating her
>so he requested me to approach them tomorrow at some point mid conversation
>and "apply" the handshake
>ok then
>after our economy class
>i gave pete some time
>then joined them in the cafeteria
>as i approached them, pete saw me coming
>excused himself like a true boss gentleman
>and we started acting out this ridiculous handshake in unison
>i mean it was absolute bullshit
>hands and fingers everywhere clicking and fist bumping and doing other various stuff
>it was like the douchebag version of cirque de soleil
>halfway thru (yeah it was that long it almost needed an interlude) ella starts laughing her ass off
>she was laughing like a crazy person
>we freeze
>the blood drains away from pete's face
>pale as fuck
>we realize that we just fucked up
>we fucked up immensely
>and we force ourselves to turn and face ella
>she's trying to silence herself, still laughing
>pete and i still holding hands like fucktards
>she tries to apologize for laughing
>but then she starts laughing even louder
>we look around and hope that no other person has acknowledged how dumb we look
>fortunately no one other than ella is laughing
>but ella is still laughing
>pete has this "this is how i die" face
>im all goodbyeworld.jpeg
>ella's laughter finally dies down
>and we're looking at her like rabbits caught in headlights
>"guys... i know you're not gay" - and she starts laughing again
>pete looks like hes about to shit his pants
>and i dunno what it was, maybe i started losing my nerve
>or maybe it was like a chain reaction to ella's laughter
>i start laughing my ass off as well
>that "manly handshake" started playing out in my head over and over again
>and i began to imagine myself doing the handshake
>and realized how absolutely idiotic it must have looked like
>pete starts laughing as well
>all three of us are crying at this point
>now people are looking at us like wtf
>and that was how i met ella
>we finally sit down
>im still chuckling like an ape
>i extend my hand towards ella
>"hi, im anon"
>she firmly grabs my hand
>my god her hands are beautiful
>long, slender fingers embrace my hairy man paws like the branches of a delicate flower
>she has a very cold touch
>almost freezing, but at the same time its such an awakening feeling
>i can feel the hairs on my forearm rising
>"hi anon, im ella" - she responds with a warm smile
>and an incredibly sharp, piercing gaze
>her spellbinding green eyes are filled with both an "i got you now" attitude and an older sisters love
>i melt
>"for how long have you guys practiced that stupid handshake?" - she asks
>we start blushing like 5 yo kids
>"all night..." - pete answers as silently as possible
>ella claps her hands and pops a loud chuckle
>"i knew it!" - waving her finger towards us - "you guys are insecure!"
>pete grumbles
>"oooohh.. its so cute!" - she puts on a funny face, pouting her spectacular pink lips
>im losing my grasp on english language right about now
>"well guys, i know youre not gay... but youre definetely homophobic!"
>"well... were not..." - i try to defend myself futilely
>"oh its ok, anon!" - she smiles - "i can understand that feeling"
>pete must be losing his mind.. he just sits there, trying to find a way to regain his composure
>"oh come on pete, i know you would feel uneasy, talking to me about fashion"
>pete looks shocked
>he doesnt understand how he could be sidelined so bad
>"but..." - he tries to make a case (which i assume he has none)
>"its really ok pete. i can sense that you have been working on "fashion" (makes a fingerquote) for some time"
>our jaws are sweeping the floor
>"how..." - pete mumbles
>"seriously, i know about your fashion class, and your room full of fashion magazines"
>ella winks at pete
>im about to lose my shit
>pete looks like hes shot by a cupids 50cal machine gun
>hes crushing hard, madly in love
>"how did you know?" - i ask, since pete cannot come to the phone right now
>"well... first of all, i have a friend in pete's fashion class"
>"and also, some of your chums were talking about your stash and i overheard them"
>pete silently mouths "fuck me..."
>"but most of all, pete, i can see that you are new to the fashion world"
>"where did i go wrong?" - pete must have been losing his hope at this point
>"well, a fashionista... how can i put it... must look more fashionable, dont you think?"
>ella was right. granted, pete didnt walk around wearing shitty flip flops and baggy sweat pants
>but he wasnt actually a fashion icon either
>pete looks like hes about to burst into tears
>"besides, your fashion sense has no context. a person who is deeply involved in any subject always speaks in some form of context"
>as ella talks about pete's failure, i feel both incredibly sad and incredibly turned on
>maybe im not from a family or a place where there were a lot of smart women around
>and maybe i was just a dumb homophobic or maybe even sexist fuck
>who thinks all women learn about everything in life by furiously banging ken and barbie dolls into each other in their childhood
>but ill be damned if this magnificent woman isnt smart
>"hey its ok pete" - ella sees pete cringing like a puckered butt hole
>"i know why you did it, you have nothing to be ashamed of"
>pete lightens up like someone stuck a needle full of adrenaline into his chest
>meanwhile, im lost in ella's eyes... studying her beautiful face as she talks
>"so, im going to give you your chance! go ahead, ask"
>"a-a-a-ask what?" - pete shits the bed
>ella tilts her head and gives him a "really?" face
>pete comes around again
>gains his composure like a champ for the first time during the conversation
>"well.. do you want to grab a cup of coffee with me after school?"
>ella smiles at him and playfully nods with her eyes closed
>"i would love that pete" - and she chuckles
>and i sit there like a faggot thinking of asking "can i come too?"
>ella is beyond words to me
>i feel stupid and powerless near her
>"thank you..." - pete barely makes any sense
>i cant imagine being in his place right now
>getting the greenlight from ella after believing that he fucked up so badly
>ella laughs playfully and changes the subject
>so we sat there and talked about our lives and how we knew each other for an hour
>and i was able to get to know ella
>even if it was for a little bit
>but it was an amazing experience
>couple of weeks later
>pete and ella were a couple
>ive never seen pete so happy
>he was over the clouds, all the time
>the guy was out of his mind
>counting seconds for their next date everytime he kissed ella goodbye
>and i was happy for my bro
>but at the same time
>i couldnt help but feel uneasy everytime i saw ella
>ella was still the most amazing woman i have ever seen in my life
>nothing came remotely close to matching her beauty
>not to mention her wits
>and speaking to her was more fun than i could ever have, doing anything
>and i was trying extremely hard not to fall for her
>i owed it to my bro and to myself
>fortunately, ella came to my help
>she introduced her fried nicole to me
>nicole was the girl in pete's fashion class, the girl ella was talking about
>nicole was an incredibly beautiful girl
>she was this amazing redhead
>5'6", big soft titties, nice curvy body
>pale blue eyes, cute little freckles on her face
>you would think that a beautiful girl like ella wouldnt be bffs with another beauty like nicole
>9 out of 10 times, you would be right
>but ella had no competition
>she was beyond competition
>ella could have been friends with the biggest bimbo there ever was
>or she could have been hanging out with a fucking swedish bikini team
>she could have been sleepwalking in her pjs on a victorias secret catwalk at a new years show for all i care
>no matter the situation, ella was always the one you looked at first
>but yeah... nicole was a bombshell too
>and she was something else entirely...
>4 of us started hanging out together
>started going to the parties
>hanging out after school
>going to the movies
>and slowly, nicole and i got very close
>she had an amazing sense of humor
>knew a lot about subcultures and shit
>finally, after a night out together
>pete and ella decided to go to ella's room by themselves
>turns out ella's roommate was back at home for a family emergency or something like that
>and nicole and i kissed
>soon after, we officialy became a couple
>after what felt like an eternity, i wasnt interested in ella that much
>it felt good, not feeling like cheating on my bro
>nicole was amazing in bed
>in all things related to sex, she was a dream come true
>the fantazies she was into were mind boggling
>the things she wore to turn me on
>stockings, garterbelts, schoolgirl outfits
>surprising me with wake up bjs after a long night of sex
>some nights i would think, how the fuck am i supposed to regain my sexual appetite after this
>a couple hours later, there she was again
>wearing something ridiculously sexy
>doing things you could lose your mind for
>the places we fucked
>and the positions we tried were pure pornographic shit
>it felt like half of my daily diet was being used for producing semen
>she wouldnt use condoms
>"wheres the fun in that?" - she asked me the first time we were about to have sex
>she sucked my dick like a vacuum and swallowed everything
>smiling like a sassy high school girl
>always wanting more and more
>good thing i was fit and young
>you cant do some of the things she asked for when youre 29
>i would eat her out until i couldnt feel my tongue
>the girl was a queen of multiple orgasms
>there was no stopping until she said enough
>her sexual needs were so immense, i had a hard time satisfying her...
>i was scared shitless if there would come a time when im simply not enough
>she was loyal and honest as fuck
>never even flirted with the other guys, let alone cheat on me
>i was really skeptical at first
>its a complete opposite of what you would expect
>i somehow raised the issue with a delicate yet curious manner
>i was treading lightly
>didnt want to offend her
>"youre mine anon, and im yours" - she told me
>"nothing will change that until such a time comes that we both decide otherwise" - she would furiously declare
>if there ever was a woman made out of wife material
>nicole was the ultimate prototype
>her understanding of a relationship was beyond belief
>and her connection to me was unbreakable
>she was so incorruptible
>she would straight up hit the guys trying to chat her up in their faces
>"you come near me again and i swear to god i will use my entire boyfriend like a retractable baton and fuck you in the ass with him"
>thats an actual fucking quote i heard her shout at some poor kid
>and there i was, standing like a beta fag who has just won the lottery
>my diamond hard dick pulsating to her commanding voice
>then she kisses me like there is no tomorrow
>finds an empty room in a house full of partying people
>hangs my sock on the door knob
>and fucks my brains out
>yeah... that was nicole in a nutshell
>so i have never imagined there would be trouble at the paradise
>but come summer time, something else happened
>my dad asked one of his old friends in LA for an internship position on my behalf
>his friend accepted me to his firm
>and while everyone was having a great time
>i was supposed to work at the accounting department of this design office in LA
>this meant that i wasnt going to spend my summer satisfying nicole
>or doing anything fun for that matter
>before she went to the airport
>nicole kissed me as if we werent going to see each other again, like ever
>"you don't forget who you belong to mister..." - she told me with tearful eyes
>"i wont nicole, i promise"
>man... the love and care this girl had shown me was something else
>even tho i told her numerous times that i loved her - and i meant it
>i had this feeling that my love for her didnt even come close to what she felt towards me
>"you take care of yourself, you hear?" - and she left, hesitantly walking backwards to her bus to the airport
>pete had already gone home previous weekend
>so i was all by myself, walking around in this college ghost town
>on my way back to the dorm
>wanting to pack my stuff asap and get ready for my flight to LA
>there she was, walking towards me
>"hey! sup anon?" - she greeted me with a warm smile
>"hey ella... i just sent off nicole"
>"awww.. you guuuyyss... she cried right?" - with a snappy laugh - "i know she cried!"
>"haha, well you know her, right?"
>"she loves you anon, thats why" - ella reached out and stroked my arm, showing the she cared
>for the first time in quite a while, i suddenly felt a jolt, a rush
>it was like the time when i first saw her upclose
>as her cold hands brushed my skin, my pupils dilated
>like the first sip of a morning coffee
>a surge of a small dose of adrenaline hit my body
>i quickly broke out of her spell
>i had to
>"so.. where are you off to ella?"
>"oh.. im leaving tomorrow morning, off to see my parents in LA"
>"ummm... we might be on the same flight.." - that was the most sexually neutral thing i could think of at that time
>"you serious? what are you doing in LA?" - ella asked with a delighted curiosity, her big green eyes glimmering with excitement
>"i have this job my dad arranged for me.. im not exactly going there for a vacation" - i pout
>"awww.. dont worry anon, ill keep you company, it will be fine i promise" - cheerfully reassuring me
>my heart skipped a beat
>before i could say anything
>"oh! look at the time, i gotta go now, but hey, see you in LA, if not earlier!" - she winked at me
>she waved and started walking in the other direction
>after mumbling some non-intelligible verbal expressions like "hey.. ye.. wut.. oh" i waved at her
>and watched her disappear around the corner
>and as i was trying to make sense of what just happened, nicole's teary eyed face kept coming into my mind
>i felt like a complete asshole
>what the fuck am i so excited about?
>i mean... ella is my bro's gf
>shes bffs with my gf
>what the fuck am i thinking
>why am i suddenly feeling awkward again?
>i tried not to think about it and started walking away
>next morning was even harder for me
>we were on the same bus to the airport
>and when it was time to check in to our flight
>we were side by side
>naturally, you cant ask to be seated elsewhere when the person youre trying to avoid is right next to you
>i couldnt believe that i was thinking about being seated elsewhere too
>ella was not only a friend
>she was also the one person i had to think of almost as a sister
>i kept texting nicole to make sure that i was ok
>reminding myself of "who i belonged to"
>i was scared, because it wasnt helping at all
>acting like everything is alright
>i boarded the plane with ella
>after chatting for a bit with ella
>she fell asleep
>after some time, i did too
>when i woke up
>her head was on my shoulder
>and my head was on hers
>her fragrant hair was all over my face
>she smelled of vanilla and berries
>her gorgeous scent was so enchanting, i started getting the strangest boner of my life
>i was unsure about what to do
>do i slowly back off?
>do i keep leaning against her head and savor the moment?
>what the fuck am i thinking? why is this an issue?

now i know there must be a lot of you out there, calling me a beta fag
but if bros before hoes doesnt apply here, then where else?

>the only thing i was able to do was to raise my head out of her hair
>and sit upright as best as i could
>i couldnt bring myself to pull away from her
>then as if things couldnt get any worse
>she mumbled in her sleep and put her hand on my chest
>embracing me as if she was sleeping next to pete
>her beautiful hand was lightly hanging on to my shirt
>her cold fingertips gently grazing my bare chest
>this is torture
>pete's voice is ringing in my ears
>"i love her man, i fucking love her" - the time he told me at a party, watching ella from the other side of the room
>with an admiration and love i havent seen before on any mans face
>then i remember nicole again
>and the discernment and the loyalty she has displayed time and again in the face of temptation
>i felt like shit
>concentrated, wc clogging brick of a shit
>an excruciating hour later she woke up
>she blinked her eyes rapidly as she tried to sober up
>and yawned and stretched
>i was losing my mind to the sight of her delicate body
>as every muscle on her body vibrated and contracted
>i was trying to force myself to look away
>not notice her
>but i couldnt
>she looked at me with her sleepy green eyes
>"oh, sorry anon... i get very untidy in my sleep" - she chuckled
>"no worries.." - i tried to match her chuckle nerveously
>shortly after that, we landed
>her parents came to welcome her
>she introduced me to them
>they were nice people, really warm and welcoming
>her mom, after learning that i was gonna be alone in LA
>invited me to their place
>i kindly declined their invitation, telling that my father has already rented an appartement for me
>"well, next week, you must at least come have dinner with us then!" - ella ordered
>"ok then, deal" - i accepted her offer with a million questions and ideas racing in my mind
>shortly after we parted ways, i called nicole and talked to her for an hour
>trying to remind myself of who i am
>and texted pete, telling him about how ella and i were on the same flight to LA
>i hated myself for feeling that an explanation was necessary
>"hey pete, dont worry buddy, my dick wasnt fully erect the whole time she was sleeping on my shoulder" - sorta thing
>"it got hard only when she started stretching her muscles... its aaaiight.."
>i settled at home
>met people at work
>its boring but its ok
>im in LA, lots of things to do
>lots of free time when im not working 9 to 5
>and its only part time so i only work 3 days a week
>a week later ella picks me up from work
>and we go to her house like i promised
>her parents are really cool
>lots of drinking, talking, joking around
>she has a younger brother, jake
>he is 11
>he is a nerd but he is handsome in the same way ella is beautfiul
>fucking little man is on his way to become a motherfucking 10/10 alpha
>i start talking to him
>we hit it off really well
>i start playing vidya with him in his room
>ella joins in
>im like WUT
>turns out ella is a hardcore gamer
>then the feeling returns once more
>ella is sitting between me and jake
>and im trying to hide my boner under a n64 controller
>feeling like im cheating on nicole again
>i start drooling as she kicks our asses in mario kart
>"oh well..." - ella rubs jake's head
>and she turns to me and winks
>"i dunno what you guys were expecting"
>i forget how to speak english as i see her smug face next to mine
>her piercing green eyes
>her sharp, pointy nose couple inches away from me
>her cheeks, red like apples after the rush and excitement of the game
>tiny drops of sweat rolling down on her delicate neck
>my mouth is wide open
>she starts laughing when she sees my dumb as fuck face
>"i only play adventure games anyway, monkey island and such..." - i try to bail out
>"oh is that right, mr. threepwood?" - ella teases me
>OMFG im about to drop dead
>her mom calls us for dessert and coffee
>i stay for another hour, then her dad drives me back to my place
>next week, she called me and asked if i wanna hang out
>i was afraid of how fast i responded "yes!"
>she showed me the sights
>we went to her favorite places
>eating ice cream, hanging out in cafes and shit
>about a month and a half into my stay in LA, i met a couple of her old friends
>i could easily see that some of her high school boys were still in love with her
>losing their minds over how lucky they are to see her once again
>some of them even eyeballed me before ella told them that i was just a friend
>"just a friend" - she said
>and for no reason at all, i felt as if my heart imploded
>whats wrong with what she said?
>yeah, ofc i was just a friend
>it wasnt like i was friendzoned or anything
>she had a bf, i had a gf
>so i was just a friend
>but i was heartbroken nonetheless
>we decided to go to the beach next week
>so next week, 5 of ella's friends and i were at the beach
>9/10 - 10/10 girls with slutty thongs all around us
>everyone is like who gives a shit
>i was the only horny fuck checking out every piece of ass around us
>ella was wearing these loose summer pants and an old XL white shirt
>we find a nice spot
>get settled
>then ella starts taking off her pants and shirt
>.......i force myself to look elsewhere its so painful
>i shit you not
>every fucking person within a 50 feet radius starts looking
>10/10 girls with tight asses and big tits starts cringing
>i can see how jealous they feel
>men are hnnnggg
>then i say fuck it
>i will have to see her body eventually
>no escape
>and i look at her
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this story is going nowhere
>just a pair of jet black bikinis
>in them, the most unquestionably beautfiul woman there ever was
>her wavy auburn hair streams to her broad but willowy shoulders
>sharp sunlight is glimmering on her bright green eyes
>her face is already tanned
>reddish spots are formed over her soft cheeks
>her petite pink lips
>and her sharp, small diamond chin
>both moisturized by tiny droplets of sweat
>the elongated and tender tendons on her neck line flows
>to the most beautiful and deep jugular notch
>surrounded by her sharp clavicles
>and then i see them...
>i dont think ive ever seen such breasts before
>not with my own eyes
>not in pictures, not in real life
>slightly bigger than plump greyfruits
>and smooth and solid as if they were carved out of marble
>they stand at attention
>amused by the incompetence of frail gravity
>her small nipples, mildly protruding out of her bikini top
>like searchlights, pointing way up into the sky
>my eyes hover over that sight for a few seconds
>and admire her chest like they have seen the most beautiful work of art ever created
>then i look down
>see her belly
>she has a set of lightly defined muscles surrounding her tummy
>her waist is lean
>and forms a very elegant and gentle hourglass shape
>as they connect to her curvy yet tight hips
>another piece of black cloth covers the magnificent V shape
>the sight of a barely concealed bulge on the cloth stops my heart for a second
>it is an unbelievable awareness, knowing whats behind that cloth
>there is a small opening beneath her crotch
>and i can see the sandy beach in the background from between her legs
>as the lengthy muscles on her thighs expand and contract
>and shiver and vibrate to the warm breeze of cali
>her small knees play around
>and her lower legs keep to the pace
>as the tanned muscles around her tibias enjoy the sunlight
>her feet dig shallow spots in the sand
>tip of her toes curl and point
>her heels ascend out of the sand and dance in the air
>ella. words are empty...
>my eyes were fixed on ella
>ella looks at me
>she leans in with a funny smile on her face
>her youthful breasts come closer to my face than ever before
>"you are staring anon!" - she says calmly while giggling
>my face turns into a mexican tomato plantation
>she walks by me towards the ocean
>looks back with a smile warmer than midday sun
>"you coming?" - and runs into the luke warm water while bouncing her perfect fanny
>"i... im.. in a minute, yeah..."
>i wasnt about to display the biggest tent of my life in front of everyone
>she voices a snappy laugh and starts backstroking away from the beach
>i sit there and start reciting the multiplication table
>as if i was with nicole in bed, trying to delay the inevitable
>moments later i join her
>"um... sorry about before" - i apologize sheepishly
>"haha! dont worry about it, you should have seen pete's face when he first saw me in my underwear"
>mfw ellainsexyunderwear.jpg
>and we're back to where we started. good thing my tent is now underwater
>i try to speak but all im doing is keeping my mouth open without saying anything
>ella is laughing hysterically
>"are your serious anon?"
>"s-s-serious how?"
>"are you seriously thinking of me in my underwear right now?"
>"it.. it comes and goes" - WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING
>ella laughs and splashes water to my face
>"come on underwear boy! swim!"
>she starts swimming
>i have nothing else to do but follow her
>few moments later she stops swimming and turns to me
>"hey.. did you call nicole? you guys talking, yes?"
>"yeah.. why?"
>"good. you keep doing that. than you can imagine me in my underwear all you want"
>she chuckles like a prankster and starts swimming back
>my mouth was like a keyboard with coffee spilled all over it
>i followed her back to the beach
>i spent the rest of the day thinking about nicole
>thinking about pete
>and thinking about ella
>i really didnt have to think about ella, since she was suntanning her gorgeous body next to me
>before everybody went home
>ella asked me if i wanted to hang out with her next weekend
>i accepted, naturally
>after i went home, my dad called
>told me to get ready for a trip
>yeah... apparently, i was supposed to go to hong kong
>turns out, my dad is more connected than i previously believed
>i had just a week left to spend in LA
>then it was time for hong kong
>after i spoke to my dad, pete called
>his voice was all fucked up
>told me that ella broke up with her a week ago
>i switched to bro mode and started calling ella a bitch and whatnot
>"dude.. stop.." - he said calmly
>"she was right. this wasnt going anywhere..."
>"how.. what?"
>"look anon, i have nothing that i can offer to her" - pete started explaining
>he told me how ella was smarter than him and how it wasnt about sex or being an alpha and all that shit
>basically like everything else about her, ella was not exactly your usual sorority girl
>she was in her own alpha-omega-fuckyou club
>and pete had nothing more than 4 months worth of fashion class and a few dirty jokes to show for an admission
>"anyways... thought you should know man. take care" - and he hung up
>i was terrified when i realized my first thought was
>"now what do i do with nicole?"
>and my next,
>"what the fuck am i supposed to do in hong kong???"
>next week, i decided to ask ella about what happened before we went to the museum
>we meet
>"sup anon!" - shes cheerful as usual
>"sup ella... so... pete called me"
>her head becomes apologetically heavy
>"sorry for not telling you anon, didnt want you to think less of me before speaking to pete first"
>ella looks at me, feeling stuck between her friendship with me and my friendship with pete
>"wasnt working anon.. things dont always work out. what did pete say about me?"
>"only good things"
>"what did you tell him?"
>"me? i was just.. trying to be a bro i guess"
>ella pouts
>"sorry for putting you in that situation"
>this is the first time ive seen ella unable to drive the conversation
>she looks way too submissive
>i feel bad
>"hey look.. its ok, its not my place to say anything" - i try to comfort her
>ella looks at me, almost waiting for my approval
>then i say
>"lets move on, shall we? besides, we have a date" - WUUUUT
>ella blushes
>i realize what ive just said and how it might be so easily misunderstood
>"ok.." - she doesnt push it and saves me from my own demise
>we get inside the natural history museum and start wandering around aimlessly
>without talking
>couldn't tell her that i was leaving for hong kong 2 days from now
>both our minds are elsewhere
>we get to the prehistorics section
>see the dinosaur skeletons

and no, they DONT WALK

>then we get to the early humans or some other stuff i dunno
>i dont remember why but we stopped in front of this neanderthal skull on display
>we just look at it
>kinda reminds me of something
>"you know.. this looks somewhat familiar.." - i say without looking at ella
>ella doesnt say anything at first, but then
>she loudly cracks an evil laughter in the middle of the fucking hall
>she looks at me with a funny evil face
>with a crackled, badly impersonated manly voice
>"i am a powerful demonic force! i am the harbinger of your doom! let me hear you scream in terror!"
>X______X im melting right now
>i remember
>she gives me a warm smile and starts laughing
>i remember why that skull looks so familiar
>everyone is looking at us like wtf is wrong with these people
>i get so excited my hands start shaking
>"oh.. i think i did it a bit too loud" - she whispers as she keeps chuckling
>"you.. you played mi3?" - i ask her stammering
>"oh i love it anon!" - she grins
>"i figured you would remember murray, you being the adventure gamer and all"
>i have nothing to say
>at that moment, ella stopped being a crush i could hardly admit to
>and turned into my lifes goal i have no idea what to do with
>we started talking about monkey island
>then full throttle
>indiana jones and the fate of atlantis
>all lucas arts games
>old school adventures
>we were cracking jokes
>impersonating key characters
>acting out funny moments
>it got to the point of singing theme songs
>thats when we realized we are sitting next to a prehistoric animal
>in the middle of the museum
>talking about weird games and such like nerds
>security is giving us funny looks
>we laughed about it and decided to leave
>it was getting late, sun was about to set
>"hey anon, come home with me. have dinner with us again!" - ella grabbed my arm and asked me cheerfully
>"id love that!"
>and we went to her house once more
>her parents gladly welcomed me to their home
>jake was in a summer camp or some such
>during dinner, all we could talk about was games
>and anime, comics, the whole nerd nine yards
>her mom and dad were giving each other smirky looks
>i didnt care
>i was losing my mind
>ella... the perfect girl...
>ella invited me to her room
>and that was the first time ive seen ella's room
>anime posters on the walls
>cute bed sheets with girly flowers and stuff
>her neatly folded clothes everywhere
>a full repertoire of fashion pete studied to understand for a whole semester
>a cute and girly elegance
>and a hardcore and tomboyish geekdom
>the best of both worlds, if there was ever such a thing
>"...im at a loss for words" - i declare with my mouth wide open
>ella chuckles and playfully punches my shoulder
>"shut up.. what were you expecting? wall-to-wall posters of some boyband?"
>"hahah.. no, i.. i love it.." - i look around with a huge grin on my face
>"good. now im going to beat your ass in mario kart again. sit down"
>as she forcibly seats me on the floor and in front of a small tv
>huge amounts of cute hearts gush out of all of my bodily orifices
>ella goes over to jake's room and brings the n64
>and we start playing
>this is heaven...
>she kicks my ass in mario kart again
>we switch to SF
>she kicks my ass yet again
>next we try split screen 007
>and guess what.. she kicks my ass again
>she fires up the PS and starts showing me MGS
>ive never played MGS until then, yeah dont judge ok?
>she starts telling me about the story, going crazy excited
>shows me the controls and starts watching as i fumble around
>laughs at my stupidity and ineptness every now and then
>i play and play, lose myself, immerse myself in the excellence of MGS
>then i pause the game
>and realize that she has fallen asleep with her head on my shoulder
>her sweet vanilla and berry scent filling my lungs once more
>she looks peaceful and happy
>i quit the game and put down the controller
>i gently embrace her exquisite body
>putting my arms behind her back and under her beautiful legs
>the thin veneer of her skirt rolls back, revealing her thighs
>i carefully carry her to bed
>tuck her in
>just look at her and appreciate her unbelievable beauty for a moment...
>its 3 am, her parents must already be asleep
>i dont have any way of returning home
>i turn off the tv and the lights
>grab a pack of neatly folded tshirts and use them as a makeshift pillow
>and curl up on the floor
>its hard to fall asleep, the floor is too uncomfy
>i hear shuffling behind me
>i figure she must be turning around in her sleep
>then i feel her hand on my back
>then over my shoulder
>and she rests it on my chest, pulling a thin sheet of blanket over both of us
>her small feet play around and curl up next to mine as she spoons me
>i grab her cold hand and press it firmly against my chest
>she mumbles and plants her face to the back of my neck
>and i fall asleep, madly in love
>next morning when i woke up, she was still sleeping
>during the night, we ended up facing each other
>when i opened my eyes, i found myself looking at her angelic face
>her hair was all over me
>her hand was still holding on to my shirt
>like the time it was back on the plane
>i could feel her breath on my lips
>i wanted to stay there
>more than anything, i wanted to lay next to her forever
>and i wanted to kiss her so much
>but all i could think of was nicole's face
>i carefully reached for my phone in my pocket
>nicole left me a text
>"hey you! wanted to surprise you before you go to hong kong, im in LA! call me when you wake up! i love you :)"
>i go pale
>my mouth dries up
>my heart starts beating to a fight or flight moment
>i gently put ella's hand down
>and back off without waking her up
>i grab my things and exit the house without anyone noticing
>i call nicole
>she tells me to meet her on venice beach
>grab a bite to eat on the way
>coffee to wake up
>the moment i see her i realize the mistake ive made
>my hair is all messed up
>im still wearing yesterdays clothes
>i didnt even brush my teeth
>and my entire body smells like ella's perfume
>its too late
>she sees me and starts running towards me
>and jumps to my arms
>she digs her lips into my mouth
>holds me tightly
>starts kissing me furiously
>then she slows down
>and then completely stops
>her hands and arms lose their grasp on me
>slowly pulls away
>she gently pushes me back to take a better look at me
>she sees the guilt and fear on my face
>her pupils dilate
>she starts turning red
>her eyes fill with fury and anger like nothing ive seen before
>her right hand pulls back and flies into my face
>it lands perfectly
>my ears start ringing
>my vision is blurred
>she doesnt talk
>i dont have anything to say for myself
>i just stay there, with half of my face completely numb
>unable to face her, unable to look her in the eyes
>she slowly turns around and starts walking
>looks back
>"...you coming?" - she looks at me with tear filled mad eyes
>i obey and start following her
>we sit on a bench overlooking venice beach
>we sit there for a few minutes before she finally asks
>"did you sleep with her?" - she doesnt look at me
>"did you kiss her?"
>she stops for a moment
>i realize whats coming.. and its too late
>she turns to me with a face full of tears of anger
>"you... youre in love with her????"
>i cant say anything. i just sit there, my head as low as it can go
>"for how FUCKING long, anon?" - her voice trembles
>"how long?..." - she asks again, barely audible
>"i dont know"
>she hesitates for a moment and then starts talking again
>"i should have known... for the past month, you were all ella could talk about anon"
>i couldnt believe what i was hearing
>i wake up to the shock of this revelation
>"she talked to you about me?" - i ask her, with a skeptical and messed up face
>"yeah.." - she opens her eyes wide, sarcastically
>"can you believe that? you became her number one friend"
>"her confidant"
>"her bff" - she violently fingerquotes her snappish remark
>i dont have anything to say to nicole
>"...and i cant be angry at her for getting close to you, anon..."
>she stopped
>"but you..." - she gets close to my face and puts her index finger sharply to my chest
>"you should have known better" - tapping my chest with her finger
>"...answer me anon" - she whispers
>"WHAT??" - i turn to her
>she jumped back with a surprise
>this was the first time she has seen me scream at anyone, let alone her
>"what do you want me to say nicole? that i love her? that i care for her? that no matter how i feel about you, i cant control how i also feel about her? that even when you and i were just friends and ella was with pete, i couldnt help but feel a strong desire for her?"
>nicole didnt talk. she just stood there and watched me talk with a heartbroken face
>"what do you want me to say nicole?"
>"what do you want me to say? that the first thing i felt was relief when pete told me that she broke up with him?"
>"ok..." - she whispered and stared into the distance


>we continued to talk
>getting angry at each other at times
>but it was more upsetting than vexing
>after an hour of furious argument
>we were tired
>even when pissed off, nicole didnt hold back her love for me
>she got close to me and put her head on my shoulder
>and we started watching the sunset
>"you know what anon..." - she spoke kindly, like a whisper - "there isnt enough sex tricks in the world to keep you away from ella"
>i froze. i felt like a sharp object has pierced thru my chest
>"and there isnt enough small jokes, bouquet of flowers or boxes of chocolate that pete can come to her door with"
>she sighed...
>"so he can hold on to ella..."
>i couldnt speak... couldnt breathe
>"and its alright anon... no matter what we do, you guys were made for each other" - she spoke as she gave in to reality
>"so you go ahead. i told you that you were mine until we both decided otherwise"
>"and we both decided otherwise, you know that..."
>i sat there... with nicole's head on my shoulder
>staring blankly into the crowd of people on venice beach
>knowing that theres no amount of rights i can make to fix the wrong i did her
>the person who loved me so blindly, so vigorously
>that even in the moment of her defeat, she still wanted what was best for me
>"just do one last thing for me.." - she whispered
>i turned my face to her
>and kissed her with a passion like i never have
>she held my face in her small hands
>and broke our bond
>"go" - she said, trying to hold back her tears
>"go before i change my mind... go!" - she started to cry
>holding her hand, i got up. i hesitantly started stepping away
>our arms stretched and reached their length as our fingertips grazed each other and broke away
>i started walking backwards...
>looking at her
>realizing what i have done
>feeling like shit
>nicole wasnt looking at me
>her head dropped
>the palms of her hands were trying to hide the tears
>she was quietly sobbing
>i gasped for air and forced myself away from her
>trying not to think about it
>running away like an asshole
>i must have walked for 3 hours
>not knowing what to do
>it was getting late
>i finally made my decision
>i hailed a cab
>and gave the driver ella's home address
>i arrive at ella's house
>i approach her door
>not knowing what to expect
>i ring the bell
>the door opens
>my heart stops when i see her
>she lowers the cellphone from her ear
>looks at me
>"that was nicole..." - she shakes the phone in her hand
>her beautiful green eyes are bloodshot
>tears running down her face
>she closes the door
>"ella.." - i breathlessly shriek
>i turn my back to her door
>i start walking
>and then collapse
>i start crying like a bitch
>this is just too much
>first nicole
>and now ella...
>the door quietly clicks open again
>the afternoon sun casts a shadow over me
>the shadow eagerly waits
>"what did she say to you..." - i can barely speak
>"that you loved me more than her, you stupid fuck"
>a cold hand grabs my collar
>and pulls me with force
>i stumble and walk to ella's door, following her stern pace
>tears and snot on my face, ugly as fuck
>as i pass thru the doorway
>she turns around
>violently slams the door with a flick of her hand
>and pins me to the shut door with force
>stuffs my face with her lips
>my heart is beating like a jackhammer
>she just stays frozen
>her lips nailed to mine
>her chilled hands hanging from my collar
>her intense kiss gently becomes tender
>and she stops kissing me
>clumsily wipes my wet face with her hands
>sporadically chuckling her heart out while crying tears of joy
>"you look like shit.." - she laughs nerveously
>i smile and laugh
>"come on.. you need a shower"
>she drags me to her bathroom and gives me fresh towels
>i take a shower for an hour
>trying to calm my nerves, trying to make sense to this calamity
>i take way longer than usual
>knowing that when i get out i will have to face her
>and have a talk
>i finally get out and wrap myself with her towels
>go to her room
>ella is in her pjs
>her hair is wet
>she must have had a shower too
>shes sitting on her bed all curled up, holding on to her legs
>she has a deeply concerned look on her face
>i sit next to her and stare at the wall
>expecting a million questions
>she simply says
>"go ahead, say it"
>i dont understand.. i mean say what???
>"say it" - she tells me again with a calm voice
>"...i love you"
>she puts her hands on my face
>and her lips on mine
>and gives me the warmest, most gentle kiss i could have imagined
>we fall back to the bed
>she embraces me
>while her freezing hands caress my skin like ice
>her hot soft lips brush against my face like a velvet cloth
>i hold her tightly
>she opens her arms and lays back
>presents herself to me with an innocent smile on her face
>i take my time and study her
>i dont want to rush anything
>"my parents are gone for the day... we're aaaaall alone" - she sings playfully
>i have all the time in the world
>i rub her tummy
>and kiss the notch under her neck
>she sighs
>ella holds on to me tightly and locks me into herself with her legs
>we stay like that for a long time
>kissing and touching each other
>enjoying the warmth of our bodies
>she pulls her knees up, almost reaching my head
>using her toes
>she carefully grips the edge of the towel on my waist
>starts to slide it down surgically
>exposing me
>ella looks down
>then looks up
>and flashes me a suggestive smirk
>her legs are gingerly dancing on my upperbody
>i can feel the muscles on her legs expanding and contracting as they move around
>i slide my hand from her back to her bottom
>i feel the magnificent curvature of her strained hips
>and catch the waist of her pj bottoms with my fingers
>i slowly pull them down along with her panties
>i feel a gush of warmth in my hand
>i touch her silky smooth bare bottoms
>she bites her lips and dives in to my lips again
>shes kissing me strenuously this time
>hot air licks my face as she exhales from her small pointy nose
>and then i closed my eyes
>and pressed my entire body againts hers
>we slowly curled up into each other
>getting closer and closer
>you would think there is a physical limit to how close you can get to someone
>that limit is not really as apart as it may seem
>there is a point where you fail to distinguish skin from skin
>we hugged each other so tightly
>grabbed onto each other like dear life
>as if we somehow let go, we would fall to our deaths
>we became one
>i dont remember at which point we were actually "having sex"
>with that amount of love and such a strong intimacy
>you dont really understand whats going on
>you dont pay attention to how youre "satisfying" yourself and your partner
>its not about tips and tricks anymore
>its not about knowing what limb to touch
>or where to kiss, lick or do whatever
>that level of unity transcends virtually every "health" magazine bullshit you can read about sex and intimacy
>time loses meaning
>that night, i dont remember for how many hours
>we were inseperable
>we didnt say a word the entire time
>no screaming, no loud noises
>just heavy breathing
>lots of heavy breathing
>the only thing that i cared
>her hands werent cold anymore
>her touch was warm to me, for the first time
>and the only memory i cherished more than anything else
>was the feeling that as if we have known each other for all our lives
>that night, ella wasnt a couple months old friend whom i cheated on my girlfriend or betrayed my best buddy for
>she was the one person dearest to me, above everyone else
>she was my missing piece
>after a long long time has past, i remember finally whispering
>"i love you"
>and falling into the deepest, most relaxed sleep i have ever had
>it was almost dawn when i woke up
>ella woke up with me
>"i have to tell you something..." - i told her
>she looked at me, scared and upset
>"i have to go to hong kong for 2 months... today... i wont be able to spend the rest of summer with you..."
>whatever she was expecting, hearing this news relieved her
>she sighed and planted a passionate kiss on my cheek
>"its ok... we will see each other in school" - she whispered to me softly
>"after all, i have you now..."
>i couldnt have been happier
>hong kong seemed like a punishment after everything that has happened
>but i knew ella would wait for me
>ella sent me away
>convinced me that if we spent even more time
>or if she would come to LAX to see me off, the distance and time would be even harder to bear
>i agreed
>as i was dragging my feet to leave her, i kissed her so much, she had to physically push me away
>giggling with a sleepy face
>"go now! go or you will miss your flight!"
>i went home, hastily packed my bags and left for the airport
>all i could think of was her
>the cab driver had to ask me "where to?" like 3 times


>after i landed and got settled in hong kong
>we started talking on skype
>it was new back then and the connection was shitty
>but it was better than nothing
>eveyday we would talk, sometimes for hours
>there was so much time difference, i was almost an entire day ahead of LA
>but we made it work
>our intimacy was not limited to sex
>and our friendship was more than just ambiguous flirting
>the things we shared, the moments we lived
>even tho they were digital and thousands of miles apart
>i was still in heaven
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FUCKkkk are you writing a novel

I'm just going wait till everything is done and posted before i start reading
>a month later
>i came home from work one day
>and there was no response to my calls
>figured, she must be busy, or out, or something else came up
>didnt think of much and went on with the rest of my day
>next day, same thing
>well, unless you are a seriously paranoid person, you dont think of worst case scenarios
>until your buddy calls you
>didnt remember how i responded to that
>i still dont, i only know what pete, mom and dad told me
>turns out, i dropped the phone and was unreachable for an hour
>dont know what happened in that hour
>then they say that i called my folks
>by then, pete told them already
>and they knew i wasnt goint to be able to make my way back on my own
>as i was speaking to (or screaming to) mom, dad was already buying plane tickets
>i didnt realize my mom was crying on the phone
>knowing her son was in so much pain and she was unable to help me
>i was screaming so much, my voice was all but gone
>at some point, my dad picked up the phone
>trying to calm me down
>years later, i asked him once, just once, what happened that day
>never seen a man that white as he told me what happened
>how terrified he was over how i was feeling
>i asked him because the only thing i could remember was pete telling me
>"she's gone... she's gone..."


>i talked to pete one more time before dad arrived
>that i do remember
>you go numb after so much pain
>and start behaving like a robot...
>he knew i wasnt gonna be at the ceremony with him
>we talked about things no one wants to know
>but you just have to know
>like what happens to a car travelling at 60mph
>when it gets rearended by another car
>starts spinning
>and stops when it wraps around a telephone pole
>there was nothing anyone would want to look at
>no open casket
>just a box
>while her family was burying ella
>i was on a plane back to states
>didnt have the power to go back to LA
>and be there with her family
>didnt want to go back to college
>and be all by myself
>i just wanted to go home
almost finished
>a year has passed since ella's death
>mom and dad were trying to play it cool
>pete was the only one keeping me sane
>he too was affected by ella's passing
>but he was stronger
>he didnt love ella the way i did
>nicole was keeping her distance
>avoiding me as best she could
>on the anniversary of her death, i decided to visit ella's grave
>got on a plane to LA
>i still remember the first time i walked thru those cemetery gates
>its never easy to visit the dead
>i found her
>and stayed there for an hour
>just crying, not knowing what to say
>im not a religious person
>and i dont believe in afterlife
>i had this feeling inside me that no matter what i said
>she wasnt there to see
>or hear
>after a while, a boy walked up to me
>her brother
>young jake too came to visit her sister
>we hugged
>"you should come and visit my folks, anon. they will be happy to see you"
>i accepted his kind invitation
>when we arrived at their home
>the air was thick, filled with sorrow
>her mother smiled when she saw me
>held me in her arms as if i was her own blood
>"oh am i happy to see you" - she cried
>they were relieved they didnt have to be alone that day
>ella's father was already half drunk
>but he was joyful when we started talking about ella
>jake was sitting between his mom and dad
>they wouldnt let go of his hands the entire time
>drawing power from knowing that they are not alone
>and that jake is still here
>after talking about ella
>reminiscing what little time i was able to spend with her
>her mom showed me into ella's room
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>the room was left untouched
>nothing was changed since ive been there more than a year ago
>even her neatly folded clothes were still on her chair
>her vidya archive
>her anime posters on the walls
>her mom opened a drawer
>and took out a cd case and a letter
>and handed them to me
>"i believe these are for you, anon"
>she put them into my violently shaking hands
>she kissed me on my forehead and left the room
>i sat on the bed
>the bed in which we had the chance to spend a single night together
>a single night...
>i looked at the cd case
>and immediately burst into the tears i was holding back before
>crying my eyes out, i started reading her letter
>the letter she couldnt send to hong kong

pic related, letter and the cd case

>after i read the letter
>i was in fetus position on her bed
>the love and the loss were too much
>someone slowly sat next to me
>and i felt a familiar hand on my face
>i put my head on her lap
>while nicole caressed my hair
>and calmed me down
>"im here..." - she whispered
>and hugged me as she too quietly cried
>next semester
>nicole and i got closer
>she stopped avoiding me
>and we became friends again
>she understood what i have been thru
>and altho ive broken her heart
>she knew i didnt mean to
>she knew how much i loved ella
>she knew the love ive felt for ella didnt mean i didnt value her
>2 years later we started dating again
>moved to chicago together
>another 2 years after that, we got married
>and i slowly forgot about ella
>while organizing old stuff at our house
>i came across ella's letter and the mi3 cd case
>when i started feeling bad
>she convinced me to write the story down
>so i could get it off my chest
>"i dont want to read it" - she said with a sad face
>"it will be too much for me. but you have to write it down"
>her love and care were heavenly
>"you need this anon"
>i accepted


>last night after i finished writing my story
>nicole convinced me to frame ella's letter
>i looked at her, i was almost about to cry
>she gently held my face in her hands
>"its good to remember anon" - and she planted a tender kiss on my lips
>"she was a good person. you loved her and she loved you"
>i dont even know what to say
>i framed the letter and put it on my nightstand
>we got under the blankets on a cold winter night
>we cuddled
>she embraced me and placed her head on my chest
>and softly whispered into my ear
>"youre mine anon, and im yours..."
>"and as i have said before..." - she was almost asleep
>with an amorous smile on her face
>"until such a time comes we both decide otherwise, nothing will change that"
>and i fell asleep next to the woman i loved
>embracing the woman that loves me

and this is the end of my story...
>Kid and his awkward friend stalk this girl
>They become friends
>his friend dates girl
>Kid falls in love with friends girl
>friend and girl break up
>kid starts hanging out with girl and falls in love
>Kids girlfriend finds out
>Kid dates girl
>They are in love
>Kid leaves for Hong Kong or some shit
>girl dies in car accident
>open door
>get on floor
>everybody walk the dinosaur

capped will read one night when I'm bored anon.

Nothing good like a story before bed
Good story
I want to believe this is real but I just keep thinking of the the Calvin and Hobbes story and how similar this is.
yea i saved it too
will probably post at a later date
thanks OP
What in the god damn hell this shit is too damn fucking long tl;dr didn't read faggot
Also check em
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your loss
check what exactly?
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God damn man... do you feel better?
>mfw after reading this
this fucking thing still gives me nightmares
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pic related
Not sure if real, but it's a masterpiece. Would direct a movie.
My thoughts... someone screencap
That was your chance right there anon, dinosaurs could have walked! AND YA BLEW IT!
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holy got damn thank god I went on /b/ to look for porn tonight

well that's Cali drivers for you boy
work of fiction or real as a heart attack?
post you selfish bastards
archive here yo: https://4archive.org/b/thread/595592516
what a fucking rollercoaster
im goingto go suicide now
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>i feel you bro
>not because i loved and lost someone
>but because i loved someone maybe just as bad as you and she just didnt love me back
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its right here for you to read now
dont care if fake or not
good story
So we can repost later
12,000 words and god damn it was good.
Duuuude. Wow.
What the fuck did I just do. Read the whole thing.
Oh for fucks sake anon.
I have to be at work in 20 minutes.
It doesn't look good to come in all teary-eyed like a little faggot...
get your snipping tool out
or screen shot it
or save the archived link
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Sorry for your loss OP, hope you'll get better man, I really do...
10/10 story, worth the read

Now I'm going to bed
Tfw mobile phone
save the link then and do it later
its 40 pics long
don't feel like posting it
so OP did you ever have any children or anything like that?
i was just having a nice time chilling here listening to music and shit. and then you gotta dump this emotional roller coaster onto me like Fuuuuuuuck.
shit that was a long ass story... had to refill my drink twice! It was a little bit on the chick flick side though. So be it.
seeing as how freaky your wife is. got any nudes you'd be willing to share?
I really enjoyed that
fuck that was actually amazing
Dude. Fuck. The emotional ride.
The 30 minutes it took me to read that were well spent. Thank you
May have teared up a little. Made me think about one of my best friends that died last year. Thanks for the memories
give us a real name plz of this person is real
done capping will compile into one and post shortly
wow. now I'm lonely and really depressed
Just happen to be lurking /b/ tonight and stumbled on this amazing story. Got a little teary /b/ro, thanks for the great read.
You made me cry bro. And my mom saw me crying :(. I hope I will fall in love like the way you did sometime.
Is the first pic Ella OP if not can you show us one
Much love for this OP. Thanks for the post.
Great post 5 star rating 10/10 fantasic read no tree fiddy
I have nothing. I want to say something to you but I find myself incapable of doing so.
damn they are hard feelings...
hit me right in the feels. i'm sorry OP, i hope sharing this makes you feel better.
The feels are through the roof
>About to sound like a total pussy
>Im actually crying
Thanks for the journey
This would make an excellent novel
Well arn't you guys glad I broke my lurker status iit and kept this thread from 404 with my bump.

>still haven't read yet cause too tired to read
>Well worth the read
for the love of god post already.
I actually started fucking crying.
Get this published!!!
Good one bro
I want to believe this is not real.
can someone sum it up in like 5 lines?
Fuck you op.. made a grown man cry
Fuck man ._.
The motherfucking feels bro
Gorgeous girl,
Another gorgeous girl,
Anon cheats on another gorgeous girl.
Anon gets together with gorgeous girl 1.
Gorgeous girl 1 is kill. Got rekt
you should read it. op knows how to tell a story.
Great story Anon ;_;
Beautiful story, thanks anon
Do you have her photo?
where are you op answer me
goddamn this is a long fucking story. dont nobody got time for this bullshit, im out of this thread.
hello me
Those are not real responses. This story is shit and your just a pussy. Like im a completely normal person i by /b/'s standards and even I think this is pussy shit. Fuck you, i know this is samefagging
Screencap this shit niggers!!
Tl dr I know just go to the archive it's a good read.
Also for you bros out there I'm reading war of the worlds, great book, it's anon outta ten
>10 years ago
>op and guy 2 fall in love with super hot girl 1
>guy 2 gets girl 1 after being homophobic and learning fashion shit
>OP ends up dating hot but not super hot girl 2
>blah blah girl 2 satisfies op crazy lots
>guy 2 leaves college for break and so does girl 2
>Op sees girl one and remembers he still loes her.
>Op gets job ia help from dad in LA.
>girl 1 lives in La and they end up on same flight/row
>OP gets invited over to girl 2's parents multiple times
>Shit happens and Op finds out girl 2 is amazing and likes all the games he does. later they fall asleep next to eachother and some lovey dovey shit.
>girl 2 surprised Op in La and gets hella mad cause she figures out OP loves Girl 1 cause he's all Derpy as shit when she kisses him
>OP goes to girl 1's house after a couple hours of leaving girl 2.
>etc. etc. he looks liek shit from crying he showers, she showers in another room
>Op say he has to leave to tokyo for job
>Op leaves they, skype a lot
>She doesn't answer calls lately
>turns out she died and his parents and guy 2 had to tell OP
>Derps out again and has to come get picked up by family in tokyo cause so broken OP can't even.
>etc. etc. OP doesn't go to school
>1 year later OP goes to her grave in LA and cries on her grave like a huge baby
>Girl 1's little brother shows up, invited him to their parents
>girl 1's Dad is drunk as shiiiit(no reason jsut mention cause i wanted to)
>Girl 1's mom give him a gift girl 1 wanted to send to tokyo(was it tokyo or hong kong? one of those CHINK cities)
>Letter is attached, boring
>2 years later or something they date/fuck and marry
>Present day OP is told by Girl 2(now wife) that he should write his story of love and loss and cumming on wife's tits somewhere she won't see it.
The feels are real.
>OP still won't post picture of Girl 1
all in all though it was an amazing story and my feels are off the charts.
op is a 7-8/10, one 10+/10 and one 9/10 girl fell in love with him. 3/10 story.
Sounds like this nicole girl is a keeper. She still loves you even though she knows that she is only 2nd place in your heart. i feel bad for Nicole.
very wise quote... saved
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are you op
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>mfw there's th irty pages of this
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anytime M8
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/b/, I fucked up
>8/10 coming over in an hour
>decided to smoke

How can I sober up super fucking quickly so I don't fucking this up?

OC pic 4 u
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eat something

tl;dr what a waste far as i read.
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OP that was a really fucking good read. Holy shit. Good for you that you got it off your chest if this is real. I came for porn and got feels....t-thanks
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man this was heavy, ty OP. toasting in epic baww bread XDD
I don't see a problem. first time i had sex my and my girl had smokes a couple bowls already. turns out we went all day. so no worries dude. you'll be super focused on fucking her.
meet the real me
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>be me
>an hero
Op i really want to talk to you. are you there?
if you keep this thread alive for 6 hours maybe, just maybe OP might come back
GOLDEN OPORTUNITY TOSSED!! Laughed my ass off just imagining that there. Goddamit anon.
Thanks for the cap anon
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>29 yrs old fag here also
>10 yrs ago,as a betafag,I was obsessed with a girl, pale blue eyes brunette.. Pic related looks like her
>After 3 years of torturing my soul, i finally took my chance. basically told her either we go out or we shouldn't see each other, because everyone in our friend's circle knew I was in love with her. In the end, she denied me, but hey i took my chances. No regret anymore
>Now happily married to my wife
>She is married to some dwarf.
>Sometime, like today when i read story's like Op's, I think about HER. good old memories

Cheers OP. Thank you for sharing your memory.
my heart breaks for you OP

like 5'3-5'4. that's dwarf to me. she is 5'2 and im 5'10
i am obsessed with the story man.
i don't know what's my problem
Jesus H Christ. I just cried like a bitch reading that. Im sorry for your loss and im glad you have found happiness in your life again.

God damn it man.
but, he hasnt found happiness, hes a shell
>2 really amazing girls
You damn bastard, I feel sorry for you
But at the same time, be glad
Ella will forever be with you in memory, you had the goddamn luck of meeting her
And Nicole is great, amazing, you will be able to spend your years with such a fantastic woman

Enjoy life mate

Happiness is more than just perfection.
He may have suffered but the good overweights the bad, his outlook in life should be amazing, even if he lost Ella.

Like above: it's even a blessing to have met her in the first place.
One of the best stories in a long time.... The feels man.... Wish you the best op
that was the most beautiful story i have ever read on /b/.
i nearly cried
Lol AWW i woulda been proud of that peter dinkledge looking mother fucker if i were you but never mind. also 6 ft even here.
10/10 story had a weird boner then dropped a tear like a faggot till the ending well done.... well done...
How is Pete doing?
Literal miner Warhammer welding gold thieving grog chugging stumped dwarf.
>inb4 he killed himself
not sure if to be depressed because I have never felt love like that before and don't think i ever will. Or be happy that without that love ill never experience a loss like that... right in the feelers
I know the feel of no feel like that

Dubs tho
I mean, it was a great story and all but it sounds like something straight out of an anime or movie.
OP probably some fat neckbeard faggot
So who killed Ella? Pete or Nicole? Or did they do it together?

Love, friendship, loss, consolation prize, redemption,
Betrayal, guilt, pain, understanding, love, passion
loss, pain, acceptance, guy writes story, absolution
This is the stuff that makes me come back to 4 chan. Reading stuff like this makes all the other bullshit worth scrolling through
Does happen though.
Damn anon you made me cry im so sorry for your loss
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This was an emotional rollercoaster. I haven't cried like that in so long. I don't know how to react to this. My feels can't handle this.... This was a beautiful work of art, whether its fake or not. Please make this a movie and bring this story to the world....
Great story OP. Publish this shit
Shed a tear, anon.
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Someone please [email protected] I'm on mobile
You ruined me op. Now I feel like I have to get my shit together And make the most of it. Damn ye. Also, wife sounds like an amazing lady, don't ever let that go.
For Stories like this, Is why I browse through all the shitposting on this site. Just like Elle, This story is more then a 10/10.

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Shit man...
Check em for Ella
Jesus Op thank you for the feels ride

Captcha: usolo :(
i honestly thought this was gonna end with pete dressing as her while you fucked him
pastebin com /7H7SJwNd
imgur com /FsP7Umb
Me too...
fuck man now im so damn sad... :(
feel better OP
this is the most feely feels thread ive ever seen
I'm at loss of words. The way you wrote this story made me feel like i lost someone really close to me. I'm crying like a child right now. I'm sorry for the loss and i wish you luck forward with Nicole! Stay strong OP! Thank you for sharing.
Goddammit OP the feels... The feels man... I had a weird Boner from reminding me of an ex of mine that collapsed and instantly felt shame... I would watch this movie and cry like a bitch...
No, it's better left to the imagination.
Honestly would ruin it.
I completely forgot i was on 4chan.
OP , I just want to thank you for sharing. Hang in there, man.
most alpha story ive read on /b/ ever honestly. good job so far op
Jesus, OP. Fucking 11/10. One of the most inspiring things I've ever read.
Just read it faggot
holy cow man it's midnight how long did it take me to read that i have no idea.
hope you've found solace in writing that, nicole or your wife is a wonderful person regardless of you writing it. she is in tuned w/ your emotions. so many feels, thank you for sharing this story.
life man. makes me wanna get up and never go to sleep haha
hope you have many more days and memories to man bro .
Shitty writing. You wish you could write a book. But really, I feel terrible for you man if this is real. My sympathies.
Beautiful story anon, if this actually happened to you I can't imagine the emotions you felt, I'm truly envious. 10/10 would read again, would pay to read or see in theatres.
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