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Long distance relationships are hard, they require patience, trust and the ability to keep that spark of romance and lust alive despite long periods of time apart. It is hard for people to maintain a relationship with even all of those factors present and if any should be missing then there’s almost a guarantee failure. People always say that there’s little to no chance of a long distance relationship succeeding and for the most part they’re right, we’re simply not biologically wired to such time and space between people.

Lauren was sure that her boyfriend and her would be fine though, that they wouldn’t drift apart or end their relationship one argument over the phone at a time. She planned to put everything she could into staying together even while the two of them studied at different universities. They talked every day, saw each other on Skype regularly and whenever one of them had the time and money they found a way to come and visit the other. It wasn’t total separation but neither one was as happy as they could be.

It was worth it though and Lauren didn’t even let her boyfriend’s occasional bouts of jealousy bother her. Not when she told him about the male friends she made or about her study partner Oliver or even when he was jealous and worrisome over her going out to any party with her friends. After all she thought he was worrying over nothing, that his jealousy was unfounded. Oliver didn’t want anything more from her than to study and be friendly, even when they stayed alone in her dorm room nothing happened again and again so she thought things were fine.

Even when she started to feel an attraction to him, her heart speeding up and her body becoming aroused whenever he was around, she thought it was nothing but a passing crush on a boy she spent so much time around. It was only natural after all, she was alone so often and her body didn’t understand that she wanted to be loyal to her boyfriend, it only knew that she felt attraction and arousal and reacted accordingly.

Only Oliver wasn’t blind, wasn’t stupid and Lauren found herself struggling one evening when she found him at a party. She didn’t mean to go home with him, didn’t mean to let him kiss her or undress her in his room. There had been no intention from her to do what she’d done but her body had wanted it, her lowered inhibitions had driven her into his bed and the jumbled mess of her memories told her how much she’d enjoyed it, how he’d pleasured her in ways her boyfriend had failed to do.

The problem was now she had the guilt, the worry that she carried around and thought her boyfriend would see every time they Skyped. Every conversation was a risk in her mind and she could see her boyfriend’s frustration as he saw the change in her attitude and the arguments they’d long avoided started. It wasn’t what she wanted, wasn’t what she intended to do and she’d never let Oliver be alone with her again after that but the damage was done. 

Not only was the damage done to her relationship and her worry over her boyfriend finding out the truth but Lauren felt constant arousal. Every lab where she stood beside Oliver, every study session in the library saw her walking around with two very obvious hard nipples, her panties soaked and her heart pounding as she struggled not to think about what she’d done or how it had felt. It was obvious that Oliver wanted more, he wanted her again and he could see her struggle, the arousal warring with her loyalty to her boyfriend.

Lauren made one final mistake, a kiss to Oliver when he left her dorm room’s front area, a kiss and an unlocked door when she went to go Skype her boyfriend. It wasn’t her fault that Oliver didn’t leave, it wasn’t her fault that her boyfriend was late and that Oliver approached her before he ever answered the call. She didn’t mean to let him kiss her then, didn’t mean to have her mind go blank and her attention focus solely on Oliver’s attention to her body. She didn’t protest as he stripped her, didn’t argue when his hands explored her body.

She didn’t even notice when her boyfriend answered, didn’t see the laptop screen change as her eyes were closed from the feeling of Oliver’s tongue lapping at her clit. There was no way for her to even know that her boyfriend was seeing her, was yelling his frustration as she’d muted her sound the night before when she had turned on some porn a visual to help her gain some relief from the feelings she had towards her study partner. Only that relief was not enough and as her boyfriend watched she screamed out an orgasm he’d never given her, loud and echoing in the dorm room as he could only watch through the screen as Oliver stood up and flipped his girlfriend over.

It was then that Lauren noticed, she saw her boyfriend and her eyes went wide at the sight but there was nothing she could do, no turning back as Oliver grabbed her legs and pulled her thighs wide. His strength drew her back, his hands and his cock ready for her as he drove into her in one strong push. Lauren couldn’t help but cry out, her gasps and moans filling the room as she watched her boyfriend on the screen. She tried to apologize, tried to tell him what was happening but she couldn’t get the words out through the powerful thrusts of Olvier’s cock.

Instead she could only look at him as she moaned her way through another orgasm, her pussy clenching and twitching around the thick shaft inside of her. She could see the betrayal on her boyfriend’s face, his dismay at what he was watching but she couldn’t feel anything but pleasure at Oliver’s touch. He was simply too skilled, so much better than her boyfriend and she couldn’t help but responding to his touch and his words. Even when he pressed her hips flat into the bed, asking her who fucked her the best she couldn’t help but respond, her voice husky and filled with her pleasure and lust as she moaned “You” again and again even as she watched her boyfriend in the screen.

She didn’t even try to slow him down, didn’t warn him not to use her as he wanted and she could see her boyfriend’s tears as Oliver called out that he was going to cum. Lauren could only moan as she pressed her hips back, apology and lust on her face as she stared into those eyes so far away right when the boy in her dorm room came deep inside of her. It wasn’t what she intended but right then she wanted nothing more, she didn’t care about her boyfriend, about her relationship or anything else. The only thing that mattered was Oliver’s cock and her orgasm, not even the seed he poured into her body was a worry, there would be time to think and worry and regret later. The now was for her orgasm, for the pleasure that rolled through her mind as she clenched the sheets and cried out for everyone to hear. 

Later was for everything else, her boyfriend on the far end of the computer, the cum that flooded her womb and the regrets at what had just happened to her relationship and possibly her future. That would be the time she could figure out what she meant to Oliver, if he just wanted her body or something more. Hopefully she could figure that out before he filled her again, before she let him filler with even more of his seed as she knew she would if he asked her to. The future was for later, for a time to wonder about how she’d just let the relationship she held so dear fall apart for a quick and dirty fuck and the risks she’d taken. But for now she would only enjoy this moment, the feel of him in her, filling her as she came around him.

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