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Stories | 2016

Oh [m]y sweet [f]ucking Tinder..

Oh Tinder. Horny on a Friday night I create an account after happy hour. Within 20 minutes I have a hit. Amanda. Blonde hair, curvy, nice perky tits and a great smile. 1 mile away. We chat briefly - I tell her I'm craving a bit more stimulation, as is she.. but truth be told I'd been jerking off and came at the thought of her putting me in her mouth. So I leave her hanging and turn off the phone and go to bed.

At work with FWB in the walk-in cooler

Andi and I had been friends all through high school. We had dated a few times, but our “relationship” never seemed to deepen too far, which wasn’t the worst thing to have happen in high school. Even though our emotional relationship plateaued relatively quickly, our physical relationship continued to blossom. We communicated well, and both comfortably held the same perspective on our physical relationship. We were having a lot of fun with each other, and were learning as we went along.

[M]illionaire Cheating On Her Boy[F]riend

Wednesday night. Head out to a gay bar, see a cute girl sitting at the edge of a VIP area, tap her on the shoulder and tell her I think she’s cute. Introductions, number exchange, chat, kiss goodbye.

Later on in the night I see her vomiting on the street.

“Hey, I just made out with that chick.”

Friday night. Mission: hook up with a cute Asian chick.

[F4M] I’m not an easy woman except when I’m an easy woman

I told Jesse a thalidomide baby joke as an opener, and a few weeks into seeing him, asked him if he would make out with me, clothes on. Like most of my shit, it’s about me, and he knew to negotiate his own dress code. I got what I wanted, and had him in and out of my mouth, my hands most of the morning. Jesse kept at me, invading here and there, staying above my clothes.

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