Perspectives

My girlfriend had been acting weird some time ago. It started almost unnoticeable then, after about two or three weeks, she started to be very distant. I was very confused at her behavior, but because I was so busy with work and stuff, I tried not to pay attention to it. I couldn’t risk feeling down when I had so many things to do. My girlfriend seemed to be busy as well, so I imagined it was just work stress getting to her.

My girlfriend’s name is Sophie. She is the most beautiful girl I have laid my eyes on. She is slightly shorter than me, with a petite frame and a very cute complexion. Her blonde hair contrasts with my brown, and her light blue eyes are very attractive. Everybody knows how in love we are. Due to her thin frame, she has a somewhat small butt, but still noticeable. She has, however, big bouncy boobs. She is also a very naughty girl, with a flair to surprise me every now and then. I’m pretty impressionable.

My name is Erika, and sometimes I wonder how such an average-looking girl like me could have gotten so lucky with someone like Sophie. Like I said, I have brown hair, I am tall, have dark green eyes and pouty lips. What I lack in boob size I make do with ass size, and I am pretty sure my girlfriend likes it. It’s great that we have such similar body frames because we share our clothes, everything, including our underwear.

Anyway, back to the story. Like I said, she had been acting odd. As soon as I was free from so many responsibilities at work, I tried to talk to her about what was going on. She told me not to worry, and that she was just a bit stressed. I tried to swallow that, but she continued getting more and more distant from me. I was very worried then. I was thinking that maybe she wanted to break up with me. And that’s not all; even sex had become stale between us.

I had stayed over at her house one night, to watch a new movie I had just bought in Blu-ray to enjoy together, and she was still distant during the whole date. She barely accepted my kisses and my cuddling, and she seemed indifferent about my obvious preoccupation. After the movie ended, I did my move to convince her to have sex, and oddly enough she accepted, we started to kiss and undress. She was being a little more aggressive than normal, and I just let her go. I imagined she needed to let some steam off so I was ready to please her.

I got down to her vagina and started to softly lick it and then I slid one finger inside of her, and slowly began to finger her while licking her pussy which was now turning red. I stood up, sitting in front of her with my finger in her pussy and then she quickly moved her hand to my crotch and began to finger me as well, with two fingers. Like I said before, she was being more aggressive than normal. I just let her do as she pleased. She started to slap my pussy and that made me wet, so she started to slap even harder as we kissed deeply and passionately. I moved my tongue inside her mouth with energy while fingering her, now with two fingers, and she kissed me back with the same intensity.

Then she began to finger me again and we just stopped kissing to look at each other’s eyes while fingering, until we came at the same time, warm vaginal juices flowing out of our pussies in a large gush, falling over each other’s body as we moaned. Afterwards we just kissed and went for a shower.

The following day she had started to be distant like she was before, so I decided to confront her. I asked her why she had been getting so distant, even after we had such a lusty night, and she told me that she noticed no difference in her behavior whatsoever. I told her that it was hurtful, and she told me that I should probably try to look at things from another perspective.

I didn’t know what she meant when she said that, but I did try my best, and on the following days my insecurities started to dissipate. I started to notice the little things she did for me, and how attentive she was. Even if she was a little distant, she still made a lot of time for me. I was blinded by insecurities before and was too worried about just myself to try and notice that she was being the same as before, just that a little busy. Maybe I had become needy.

Making love to her had regained its charm, and we didn’t fight again about distance. She seemed happier that I tried to look at things from her point of view, and I am glad I did. Sometimes in a relationship we just need to do that.