I’ve been flirting… excessively. With both genders and x number of them, until the point where I’m losing track of each story line.
The past weekend had been hectic. Had a friday late night party that stretched till 730am the next day. I was totally drained out and found myself dragging my feet to the next night of beach party and lkf clubbing. Anyway, I met Anne and we clicked right away. So much that by the end of the next day, we were crazily texting each other on facebook.
Anne: you fucking love me!
Me: yes and you love fucking me all up. I’m so heartbroken now (that she threw me out of the house). And I’m feeling so revengeful that I’m going to sell your naked pics online.
Anne: At least you could sell my pictures. I tried selling yours but well… I shouldn’t tell you how those people react when I show them your pics… don’t want you to get heartbroken, my dear.
Me: no… I think they couldn’t (react)… because… they were having the orgasm of their life.
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Anne: Shall we meet on Friday?
Me: Yes we should.. promise me though you won’t leave me to wake up all alone and naked on the bed again. I exhausted myself the whole night and this is what I get? you horny, selfish bitch.
Anne: Well, sex with you wasn’t great. Btw, between you and me, you may wanna go see a gynae. It smelt like something had crawled up there and died. Maybe you have too much fucking going on. Love you still.
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You get it.
Tonnes of role playing, teasing and kinky sparring.
I like.
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