ShyHornyGirl (closed)

[StFornicate]

Tommy

"God damn it!" I swore, watching the battery life on my laptop computer rapidly dwindle. My dorm was clear on the other side of campus, and of course I had forgotten his charger. My next class was in twenty minutes, which wasn't enough time to run back and grab the charger. Worse yet, I had a paper due and was just putting the finishing touches on it. I quickly emailed himself a copy and shut the laptop.

Standing up from my table in the campus library, I gathered my things and looked around. Computer lab. I needed to print the paper there anyway, I just hoped there would be a computer available for me to use. I headed that way, bag over my shoulder; just as I was about to get there, I got a bit distracted by some random cheerleader cleavage. A group of them sitting at one of the tables, not really studying, and all of them wearing little tank tops and short shorts and--

Bam! I collided right into someone! I barely kept my bag on my shoulder, and managed to reach out and grab the person I'd run into to keep her from falling!

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry," I said, looking down at her. She was quite a bit shorter than my own six-foot frame, but very cute, in that nerdy, glasses and bangs kind of way. "Are you okay?" I asked her, bending over to help her pick up the books she had dropped in our collision. The cheerleaders were giggling at us, but I ignored them. I looked at her. She looked vaguely familiar, but then it came to me. "Katie, right? Don't you live in my dorm? MacInnis Hall?"

Katie

 

[HottieKatie]

Anna Smith was a first-year college girl. She didn't have many friends, as she was too shy to talk to anybody. Only her roommate and some classmates had managed to make her talk.

Anna blamed her parents for her timid behaviour. They were a conservative Christian couple, who never talked about sex. they had taught her to be a virgin when marring, dress in puritan clothes, and talk only when asked. So Anna grew up to be a very reserved girl.

Her appeared talked by itself. She had long brown hair, with long bangs, which covered most of her face. It was helpful to hide herself when she blushed at mostly anything. Along with her big glasses, most of her face was hidden all the time. Also her clothes covered her a lot. She usually wore long skirts and white shirts, buttoned up. Once she had decided to leave the upper button opened, and her mother had called her slut and grounded her for a week. So she had decided to never do it again.

But online -- once she logged onto her secret account on her laptop, she became a completely different girl.

She became ShyHornyGirl

She had needed quite some time to find that avatar, but she had fallen in love with it immediately. It was just like her, brunette, glasses, bangs, slightly big breasts... but only sexier. Anna wished she could dare using a dress like that, showing that much cleavage. But she couldn't

Fortunately, ShyHornyGirl could do whatever she wanted. And Anna spent hours and hours being her.

Just like that morning. She had a free hour between classes and she couldn't help going to the computer lab to check her e-mail. She had made sure to sit at the back of the room, so nobody would peek at hr computer. She could have gone to her room, but today her roommate had told her she'd be sleeping till later in the morning, and Anna didn't want to wake her up.

As usually, time flew when she started checking messages from SHG's admirers and she had started a IM chat with one of them who happened to be online.

And when she looked at her wrist to check the time, she almost fainted. She would be later for Mrs Johnson class. She closed the windows and grabbed her things on the run.

She wasn't surprised when she run into that guy. She was too shy to look up when walking in the corridors. That added to her rush was a recipe for disaster.

Luckily he managed to grab her, so Anna didn't fall. As he helped her pick up her things she was soon ready to leave.

"Katie, right? Don't you live in my dorm? MacInnis Hall?" he asked her.

"Yes, I live there. But my name is Anna. Sorry, I'm late", she replied hastily and started running away.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy was about to say something, but Anna scurried away in a hurry. Out of the side of his eye, he saw the cheerleaders giggling at them, one of them giving him a "thumbs down" and mouthing the word "fail", to fuel another round of giggling. A bit flustered, Tommy headed into the packed computer lab. Shit.

He scanned the room, and saw one single computer available, in the back corner. He headed for it, set his bag down and moved the mouse around. The screen came right to life; whoever had been at this computer last hadn't logged out.

He was about to log the computer out, when curiosity got the better of him. He clicked on the web browser and opened it, and checked the history. A gmail account... The name of the account caused him to raise an eyebrow. Shyhornygirl@gmail.com. He clicked on it, opened it up, and his eyes went wide as a chat box came up, with a message.

A rather dirty message!

Apparently, this "shyhornygirl" had been conversing with someone about her fantasies... in rather graphic detail! In fact, she had several such conversations going, via email and chats.

He checked the time. Shit. He scribbled a note to himself in his notebook, and resisted the urge to keep reading this girl's intimate secret fantasies. He logged out her account and then logged in under his own, put the finishing touches on his paper, printed it, and headed for class.

The rest of the day, he couldn't get his mind off what he had seen. Who was this girl? She was someone on campus, a student, obviously. But who? He had to find her. At least, he had a burning desire to enjoy those kinds of dirty chats with her! As soon as he got to his dorm room, he plugged his laptop in and got to work tracking this screen name down.

He was too nervous to directly email her, even though he had the address. Surely, she used some kind of forum or chat service to find like-minded, horny guys to chat with. But what? He continued looking. His search led him to a site called Literotica. Some kind of message board and erotic story site. He couldn't look at her profile without being a member, so he signed up.

There she was!

And online, too!

 

[HottieKatie]

Nights were Anna's favourite parts of the day. Sarah, her room mate, used to party late, so Anna had the room for herself after dinner for several hours. That's when she spent most of the time being ShyHorny.

She sat on her bed with her laptop and checked her gmail. She had not that many new messages, as she had already read some that morning at the computer lab, but she had enough to get turned on and need to touch herself.

Until she went to college she had never pleased herself sexually. She hadn't had the need. But as soon as she started posting on these sites and sending those sexy emails, she usually had the need to do it, her clit turning on so easily and needing release for her to focus again.

Sometimes she even had to go to the bathroom between lessons. If the teacher was being boring, she started thinking about her last chat and that well-known pleasure-pain appeared between her legs.

At the beginning, she had been worried. She was afraid she would become a masturbating addict. But then she decided it was just a phase, that would finish when she had had enough. Most girls started touching themselves when they were much younger, so she had a lot of time to make up for. There was nothing wrong as long as her grades were good. And they were. So she didn't worry about it much.

Once she cleared her gmail inbox she logged into the Lit webpage. At fist she had thought about writing some stories in there, but then she realised she was not the writers kind. But she stood to read stories and find people to chat. There were always guys attracted by her nickname, and she often got a bunch of PMs. Today, she had half a dozen.

Not bad, she thought, and she started replying the messages, hoping some of them we already online so she could be turned on for another touch.

 

[StFornicate]

Tommy put a good deal of thought into the first message he sent to ShyHornyGirl. He was intrigued by her, no doubt. His dick was already stiffening as he typed it all out, his mind racing, wondering who she was.

"Hey there ShyHornyGirl! Saw your screen name and couldn't resist messaging you Shy and horny is just my type. I bet once you cum out of your shell, you're a little whore in the bedroom, aren't you? You just need the right guy to ease you out. But... why so shy? And why so horny? Is your mind in the gutter all the time? Like mine? Talk to you soon! -Tommy"

His heart was racing as he clicked send. He still had no idea how he was going to figure out who she really was. There had to be a way, though. Perhaps further conversation would give him some clues.

 

[HottieKatie]

As she was checking her messages, a new PM came in her inbox. Someone online! That was always fun.

Shy and horny is just my type, she read. Well, yes, it was always their type. And when she told them she was a virgin, they were always even more interested in her. They wanted to meet her and show her what a nice cock they had to stick it into her brand-new vagina. Some even offered to teach her the pleasures of anal fucking.

At first she had tried the expert girl, but as she wasn't, she found it easier to be a the horny virgin she was inside

Hi Tommy
I'm afraid I'm still inside my shell, I haven't find that right guy. May that be you?

She knew she wouldn't meet him either, but it was always nice to tease them. He would probably live in another state, or even another country. So the changes of meeting were always remote.

I'm always so horny because I can't stop thinking about all the fun I'm missing. I hate this shyness of mine... But luckily I can get loose on the net. And my hand is a good enough companion for now. So what's on your mind right now?

Through the weeks, she had learned that talking about her self-pleasing always made guys reply back.

And Tommy was still online. What would he think about her?