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Me: I literally hate you
Roomie/bestie of 7 years: nuh uh
Me: Objection! You have no proof
Bestie: overuled! You made me Macingbd cheese
Me: I can't believe that's the specific time you choose, not me blowing you kisses multiple times a day, or the many times I've refilled your water bottle. But the Mac n cheese?
Bestie: I wanted Macingbd cheese so bad, then I had Macingbd cheese
So last night I found a place that was more of a lounge than a club, lots more sitting around rather than dancing, with a slightly more throwback playlist. Kinda figured it would be the place to find the demographic I was after.
I wore a little black dress, not backless but with enough slashes and a low enough back to let everyone know I was braless, stockings that met Harry’s rule of showing a little skin between hemline and hosiery so everyone knew they were stockings and knee high boots. I figured it would give the right impression.
It seemed to work because it wasn’t hard to get bought drinks, heh.
I actually had quite a lot of fun flirting, tbh. I mean I was god awful nervous at first but getting bought a few drinks helped with both confidence and getting me a little drunk. ;)
I hung out with a few guys here and there but none really did it for me until I met this one dude. Cute, kinda dirty blonde, neat trimmed facial hair, glasses, checked shirt and tight jeans. He made me laugh, we talked a bunch, we flirted like mad in a darker corner on a cute little two-seater.
Things got a bit more full on until I straddled his lap to make out properly. Except we were making out just fine before, I straddled his lap to grind down on him and see what kinda bulge he was packing, hehe. It was… not a deal breaker! I also asked him how old he was. He asked me why I wanted to know and I kinda said in a teasing voice that well I’m 21 and I wanted to know if I was a little more than or a little less than half his age. He didn’t tell me, but he did say “oh, you’re a little less than half my age” and you know what? I felt his cock twitch when he said it! Alright, then, this was the guy!
I was… pretty honest with him. About having a girlfriend who let me play as long as I played by her rules. I explained to him my situation and he did not seem at all put off by the idea that he’d only get to fuck my mouth and ass. Funny, guys never seem to be put off by that particular limitation. ^_^
And that’s how I came to be butt fucked over someone’s kitchen island last night, hehe, amongst other things.
I totally needed that. And yes, I got his number.
My girlfriend found another woman listening to metal – and now she has a new friend to attent concerts without other men ignoring her, when they see she is with her boyfriend. She is super happy about being adored again and is really looking forward to dress up pretty for these events with all those real masculine men. The little cuckold in me is also happy, but she's going to friendzone me soon though.
☠️
A Look™ (Off to go watch Sir beat and face fuck a pretty girl while I watch, restrained with an anal hook and a gas mask. 🙈)
Last night I met a girl who is into teasing and playing with me. I asked if she has a secret wish and she said that she wants to once try out her dominant side and she thinks might like that alot once she experienced to be in control. I might fall in love with her quite fast.
Peyton List
One evening my girlfriend explained to me laying on our sofa, that she isn’t satisfied with just one guy. I first was surprized but excited. I asked her why and if she was into threesomes but she refused. Finally she confessed it actually was quite nice having sex with me but that’s it. She needs more, she said.
I admitted that I never had in mind to restrict her liberties and suggested to register again on tinder, the plattform were we had met. She opened her app sitting next to me and she still had her profile – with alot of matches showing up. I wasn’t mad but hella impressed so I agreed that she could pick one guy to start and see if she can get laid. Uhm, she chose an older guy and messaged him the whole evening long. The date was set on the next evening for dinner.
So the next afternoon we went shopping and I bought her a new summer dress. She looked amazing and we had an awesome afternoon. We even ordered a prosecco outside of a café and got drunk before she left for our place. I kissed her and wished her good luck as I stayed in the café waiting for her message to come home too. Half an hour later, one minute before her appointment, I already got a message containing three pictures of her stating she was already all wet and so excited. I was so proud of her being my girlfriend and I was sure that he couldn’t control himself when she opened our door in that cute little dress and that she would get laid that night. Do you think she got fucked good?
My new tinder date will be here any minute!! Do you think I’ll get laid??
I know how Ikarus felt
I always thought people talking about their love of their life like to use cheeky metaphors. But now, with her, I felt for the first like I knew her already such a long time. I met her first only at night and I really enjoyed her presence so much. It was so fascinating, I wasn't sure if she really does exist. Then we met at daylight too and it was so real. I felt like way too near to the sun. It was so perfect, nice and warm — impossible to keep that up for a lifetime, I felt the wax melting as she didn't feel the same for me or at least not as intense as I did. Well, I hoped to keep it going as long as possible but she didn't wanted to let me get used to having her, I lost the feathers of my wings. They felt down as did I. But the sea is now carrying me. The impact was heavy but now I'm floating on the surface, admiring the sun from the distance, knowing she won't come down to me. I won't be that close as I was to her anymore. Just for a short time in my life. Actually I feel like I would be okay if it would end now. I experienced the most beautiful moments. But I do also look forward because I learned that I've been in a happy relationship lasting three years but still I just met a girl I suddenly feel such strong feelings I never felt before for a more or less stranger girl, I'll never understand why or even how it works. Love is such a fascinating thing. But I actually can't imagine her being struggling too. I hope she finds her way — and I hope I find my path too.
I could easily admit I had the best sex ever this last weekend but that seems rude to think of as I was for three years in a relationship with good sex. Fun fact, it was so good, I'm so glad I experienced it, I don't even necessarly wish for it to happen again. I'm still satisfied.
Meeting a cuckquean
Today was the first time a follower met with me. She’s submissive as I am and still I was very nervous to await her. But then she was just amazingly open huged me and well, she’s just stunning. It was nice to talk and drink something together and I hope she enjoyed to meet some kinky folks aswell.
If you’d say she’s way out of my league, she definitely is and submissive too. So she really is out of reach, but that’s maybe exactly what I enjoy. We found out that she has only as much followers as I do. That’s way too less for an amazing tumblr-account like she has: Please follow @cuckquean-ch and hope to have the honour to meet her like I did. I hope it wasn’t the last time.
so my bestie was experimenting with neopronouns and once we were talking to the school counselor about pronouns
and the school counselor was like , "No, Susan, you cannot use supercalifragilisticexpialadocious as a pronoun"