Backstage Casting Couch - 9 Ways To Master Backroom Couching Without Breaking A Sweat

I feel the need to go into the background of this story in order to best convey my thoughts/emotions. A disclaimer is that there is no actual penetrative sex scene if thats what you were looking for. In my last post I described my first encounter with my best friend (TLDR; liked him for a long time, caught him masturbating, blew him). My best friend had a close male friend named James. Throughout high school I always had the vibe that James was interested in me. I always noticed his subtle glances at my crest/crotch during conversation, and another friend pointed out James seemed to like me. I was never really interested in James, though, because I was interested in my best friend, so I always tried to avoid flirting with him. After I began college in the fall, I drifted apart from my best friend since we were states away from each other. James, however, actually went to the same college as I did. We were already fairly good friends previously so we grew closer once college began. Around this time, though, another guy (Mark) in my Intro to CS class asked me out and we began seeing each other. This guy was friends with James, the casting couch.com and James seemed upset when he found out. I tried to avoid him in order to not come off as a loose girl who flirted around with other guys while seeing someone. I liked Marks personality a lot, but I found there was no physical chemistry between the two of us, and we never got past kissing. Around a month ago, Mark and I began to drift apart, but we were still supposed to be together. During this time I worked on a duet with James for a recital. He was always extremely flirtatious, and he often would often touch me in ways that would be seen as only playful, but since I was feeling sex-deprived (since Mark and I did absolutely nothing sexual), turned me on incredibly so. It began with a hand on the shoulder, which usually filled me with a nice warmth throughout my body. Then he would sit next to me on the piano, resting his hand on my back right below my bra line, which caused my heart to beat erratically. One time I wore my paint-stained jeans, and he commented on it, touching my middle, outer thigh. He then would pick at the paint, leaving his hand on my outer thigh. I wondered if he could feel the heat radiating from my crotch, as I wished his hand would drift higher and more to my inner thigh. It eventually got so pathetic that I got wet even when he would just come up behind me and lean over my shoulder to look at the music I was practicing. The warmth of his body was enough to turn me on, especially when he glanced at me as I played, as I felt his stare bearing into me. Either way, I was so undeniably horny for him, but I always berated myself because I was still with Mark. It filled me with guilt that the one I envisioned at night was James and not Mark. A week ago, though, I decided to talk to Mark. It turned out that Mark had felt the exact same as I did, and we decided we should remain as only friends. After this happened, I let it casually slip to James that Mark and I didnt work out. James was curious about the details about my relationship with Mark and I the casting room porn let him know that Mark and I never did anything sexual, which James seemed particularly pleased about. The past week James upped the hand-work, and its been absolutely driving me crazy. Mark, James, Jamess roommate Pat, my friend Kate, Isabel, and I went to hang out at a cafe on campus yesterday. When I went to the bathroom, after I came out, James was there smiling mischievously. Im pretty sure he knew exactly what he was doing as he teased the shit out of me. You were in there for so long. I was starting to get worried about you, he said, as he walked closer to me as I back away until my back was touching the door. It was one of the singles bathrooms, so I wasnt worried about anyone coming out. He put his hands on my waist, as if I needed steadying, and backroom casting couth kind of laughed at me. Dipping his head to my ear level, he whispered something along the lines of, What were you doing in there? Looking back, it was true that I did take a long time (since I was taking a shit lol), but it sounded so suggestive in the moment. With his hot breath in my ear, I tried to respond nonchalantly, but after the first incomprehensible sound came out of my mouth, I didnt bother trying. We stood there with our bodies against each other for a minute or two, his face pressed in my hair/neck. I could feel a hardness pressing against me, and I ached to pull his pants down. He pulled away, though, before he walked into the bathroom. I could only imagine what he was doing in there. With my body feeling flushed, and a wetness in my pants, I tried to act cool about the situation as I walked back to our table. The rest of sex porn casting couch the time at the cafe, though, I couldnt pay attention to the conversation as I was absorbed in just staring at James as he talked. Im pretty sure I was extremely obvious, but no one said anything about my unusual reservedness. We did not have classes today because of Thanksgiving break, and James drove the two of us back to our hometown since we were both heading there for dinner with our families. It was around a 4 hour drive, and there was undeniable tension in the car the entire time. What made it worse was the topic of conversation. He had asked me about the best friend I fooled around with over the summer and I admitted to losing my virginity to that friend. James told me how he had slept with a few of the girls at our high school, but he hadnt gotten laid since June because of his busy schedule during the summer, and he didnt want any one night stands in college yet because he was interested in a certain girl after college began and didnt want meaningless sex. I began to have doubts at this point because I couldnt tell if he was implying it was me, or if there really was another girl and he was telling me he didnt want to have sex with me because of her. I didnt want to seem stupid if he really did like another girl, so I sort of withdrew myself during the next hour of the car ride. I think he noticed because when we pulled into a rest stop for lunch, he asked me what was wrong. I kind of snapped at him about why he cared, and he gave me this intense stare. Of course, as always, it sent a new pooling in my pants, and I tried to focus on my food. We were about to get back into the car to start driving again when he grabbed my arm and spun me around. He asked me to tell him what was bothering me since he didnt want to spend the next hour or two in an awkward silence. I decided to just come clean and brought up the topic we had talked about before. I asked him why it seemed like he was flirting with me so much if he had his eyes on another certain girl, and that it wasnt fair for him to do this to me. He looked at me and was like, Do what, exactly, to you? I havent done anything. My teasing is harmless. That pissed me off, and I sort of exploded at him, telling him that getting me worked up all the time was far from harmless. He didnt say anything for a long time. He laughed at me and said, I thought I made it obvious that I was talking about you as that certain girl, and your silence was because you didnt feel the same. But Im glad to know I get you worked up. I was pretty embarrassed but also elated that he reciprocated my feelings. We spent the rest of the car ride talking as usual, but he made it a point to put his right hand on my thigh. He ran his fingers along my thigh, touching everywhere except my crotch. I was torn between telling him to pull over and fuck me and not sounding crude. The latter won over, so I didnt say anything, though I tried to hint that I wanted more with a few moans. I could see the outline of his hardness through his jeans, and I was tempted to touch him, but I figured it would be dangerous since he was driving. Once we arrived in our town, he dropped me off at my house. He invited me to go over to his house on Friday, though, so Im excited to see how that goes. throwaway882503