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Part 1 – How it all started

All names have been changed to preserve their identity. All participants were over the age of 18 – posted from a throwaway … people I know irl follow my main and I don’t fancy them knowing this about me

I stumbled accross this sub thanks to r/randnsfw and having read through a fair few of these I started to think back to a series of sexual encounters that changed me.

This story is entirely true. Some parts have been exaggerated but fear reader that is so you can fully get into my mind as I experienced these events. This is a multiple parter and gets more and more raunchier as it progresses.

A little backstory first though.

This is a tale of three events. All three planted the seeds that lead up to me doing the unforgivable act of cheating on my gf.

Before the main events of the story I had a friend called Violet. We were both teenagers when we met and went to different schools but did the same out of college activities over the weekends and I had a enormous crush on her. I eventually plucked up the courage to ask her out. Only to be told I’m really sorry but I’ve just started dating Craig. Violet and Craig were together for a while when Violet introduced me to a Clare. We ended up getting together for that summer and broke up as college started again. (Different schools different areas of the country she was in boarding college yada yada)

During the time I was single I realised I still had a enormous crush on Violet and envied Craig. That soon wore off after I started dating with numerous people on and off indicating it was probs just me feeling lonely. Dear reader you are about to figure out how wrong I was!

About a year or two later at around 2am I get a call. It’s Clare… she’s having a party with some college friends and wondered it would be fun to call me at the ungodly hours. I end up talking a ton to one of Clare’s friends, called Melissa.

Me and Melissa exchange numbers after talking for hours. Meet-up and eventually end up dating. Sex was tough for us as she would at all times have a lot of pain. We later found out she had an ovarian cyst called a Endometrioma that caused horrible pain during sex no matter how much lube prep turning in etc happened. (This is crucial later on)

Now the main story.

It’s Violet’s (19f) birthday and she has invited me (20m) to the camp out party with a ton of others. Violet told me that I could also invite Melissa. When I approached the offer with Melissa told me she didn’t want to go. She admitted that she never really liked that I was friends with Violet (Clare very kindly told her I used to have a thing for Violet and no matter how much I said I didn’t any more (and I didn’t have feelings like that anymore or so I wondered) she was having none of it) and she also hated the idea of camping and considered it beneath her so she refused to come.

I arrive at Violet’s house with my tent and a ton of booze feeling ready to get shitfaced and have a good time. I bump into Violet’s mum who advises me to head out to the back field where everyone is setting up. I go back meet Violet l and Craig wish her happy birthday and set up my tent.

We jump forward to well late into the night when I hear shouting and screaming and arguing. I mosey on over drunk as a skink and see Craig and Violet screeching at each other as he packs up their tent. He leaves into the night god knows where. Violet is beside herself because the house has been locked up and now she has nowhere to sleep and doesn’t want to wake her mother. I offer her to stay in my tent. What’s the harm we are both in relationships and we both have a very long term platonic relationship. She takes me up on the offer has a few more drinks and cheers up.

The party rages on.

I eventually grow tired and turn in for the night(turn in for the early hours of the morning?). I hadn’t realised Violet had already headed to bed already and I saw her fast her asleep in her sleeping bag in my tent. I crept into the tent as quietly as I could clambering into my sleeping bag fully clothed. I stripped down to my boxers and flung my clothes out the top of the sleeping bag (which is really not easy to do quietly while shitcanned. if you have ever changed in a sleeping bag just sober you’ll know how tricky this is). She wakes as I do this and softly says
“Op I’m cold”

she proceeds to snuggle up to me. I wrap and arm around her and cuddle her up to keep her warm and close my eyes to go to sleep. In my eyes this was purely platonic I was simply comforting a friend.

A hour or so passes and I’ve been drifting in and out of sleep. I was woken this time to to the feeling of something wet on my face, I turn my head and see Violet with tears trickling down her cheek make up smudged and messy. We’re lying quite close face to face now. I ask her if she’s okay and she says her and Craig have fought a lot lately and tonight was a biggie more tears and I stroke her hair to comfort her.

I don’t know who started it but we began kissing. She rolled ontop of me both of us still in sleeping bags and the kisses got deeper and more intense and moans from each other echoed into the night. I suddenly snap to reality.

“No” I said “I can’t I’m with Melissa I can’t do this”

I begin crying, my body shaking with guilt.

Violet tries to comfort me telling me she’s sorry she was just upset and it didn’t mean anything. She kisses my cheek lingering, pulling me tight into her. I tell her to stop. She does.

With tears flooding my eyes I got up and left the tent dragging my sleeping bag behind me. At this point most if not all of the guests had turned in for the night sound asleep in their tents possibly fucking someone they met that night in the shadows of the early hours of the morning. The fire pit was dying out so I chucked a few more logs on it and laid down in my sleeping bag. Internally screaming as to what I had done. I barely slept that night.

The next morning we did talk. We decided to never tell a soul. Until today (welp) I never did. And I’m pretty sure she never did either.

Part 2 is [here](

NSFW: yes

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