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anarchistbitch · 9 months

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IIIIIIIIIIIII bloody hate tumblr, Ive been trying to get all the songs we've reced each other into a playlist but it is not showing me all our asks and the ones it does show me are not in order and i wanted it to be in order ugggghhh im stabbing the screen right now mentally,

anyway at work my team is making a playlist so we can listen to everyone's music taste and here's the link to it, add some in my name please and thankyou<333 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4KeIWHO0lqkpDjXFPxWB7v?si=MToywKdbQM2JdiQWq1se6Q&pt=5d863cd3287ba2fae6b8184d7edce597

xhjdsflsdkf it's so always so funny and embarrassing remembering how this all started, all because i was too shy to take off the anon, but hey, here we are <3

and god yes, monaco is perfect for a roadtrip, it is also perfect for this one fic that i read back around 2019 or 2018, just yesterday i was talking about it with a friend bc it was HUGE fic in the fandom, to the point that there was discourse about the fic which is just fucking ridiculous but anyway, you see, idk if you heard about vld but that shit was huge here on tumblr and i was motherfucking obsessed and then the fandom grew very very large and it just kind of imploded but that's not important, the fic was a current time au where the characters were fake dating for a family reunion and the post breakup-bc-we-caught-feelings-but-we-think-the-other-didnt scene would be SO good with Monaco on the background, tasty 👌🏻

re:the job, yeap, ive been working since february bc i needed a break from uni and this way i justified it to myself and actually work has been so good for me for real, ive met a bunch of people that have become close friends, work has allowed me so much rest compared to mfucking architecture, it's also allowing me to pay for a psychologist which is great and yeah, overall a positive experience, the only problem is that now i dont wanna quit working but i know that i cant both work and continue with architecture, and it is making me question how much of my life i am willing to give to this career, bc i feel so much better now mentally, even my friends have told me how different i seem and how much better i seem to be doing right now that im not at uni and just *slowly slips down from the chair into the floor dramatically*

and you're right in both accounts lmao, it's hot as hell outside, especially since i just went home for the weekend and jesus christ the heat and humidity there are no fucking joke i tell you, on the plus side i came back by plane and that was so nice, right before take off i was SO nervous but after we did i really enjoyed it, it helps that it turned 8 hours in a cramped seat into half an hour in a slightly less cramped seat lol, some of the pics i took bc i couldnt help myself will follow this paragraph that just ran away from me literally but anyways, it's horribly hot outside but at work they always have the bloody aircon either too high or too low, no in between with those people

the edit also had me on sliding dramatically to the floor holy shit, the song fits Miles so well and im just 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 it's so easy to have that part get stuck in your head btw, i halfway think about it and i have it stuck in my head for at least the next hour

song rec of the ask: heaven iowa by fall out boy, i fucking love fall out boy, they're my band for real

-M, aka Denisse, aka blue iconed mutual who wanted you to know bc they had a major crush on you but didnt want you to know bc she is shy as fuck aka just a silly goofy person who covers her eyes and groans when she thinks too much about the anon asking bc they get embarrassed easily jsfhjds byyye love you, take care, sending you tons of hugsssss

back to old traditions-> me answering every ask 3 weeks late😔

oooooh lemme search them up and make a playlist later :)) i mostly have them in my liked akshually

what if i added oli london huh. what if i added peppa pig🤨oink wsbdfjkerkjh idk if i had good song recs rn but ill try to add smth later :3

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do i . a person whos been on tumblr for almost 8 ish years know about Voltron:Legendary Defenders - the ships from which top the tumblr ecosystem almost every year- the fandom from which i have trauma(not actually but i did cry at shiro's implied death and subsequent clonign lmaooo😭😭😭)

dm me the link bby🤙🏽🤙🏽[i stated on the side of. ahem . omegaverse/werewolves plus soulmate aus]

im glad that youre happy with ur job!!! im entirely unqualified to give any career advice [seriously though -my chosen career is like. its good but its also like 7 years of studying and idek know if i should pursue it rnnn] so honestly🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

honestly im just real glad that ur doing good <3 being in college/uni is both good and bad but hey its not like you cant go back to it at anytime yk? you'd be doing incredible things anyway, it'll just have different terms

ahh the weather here is so shit it's always on the edge of raining and then its like nah😜

i actually like love airplane pics on insta , also the mountains!!!! my old flat used to be near a mountain and i miss it so much😭

i couldnt see atsv in theatres cause of so many things but i finally saw it and it was. like actually life changing . and also i have to fuck miguel o hara btw

OH MAN. i need to confess smth. me and my friends had , a file. like a plastic file with paper with lyrics to FOB songs that we used to write in our free periods and sing in the back of the class😭😭 i miss it so much [it being time. place, ppl. yk how it is]

so much for stardust ended up being one of my fav albums of their forever- after mania and save rock and roll

[but seriously the words 'scar-crossed lovers' brought back the 14yr old geek obsessed with fantasy books in me out again]

😳😳😳

omg well heres to my blue iconned mutual who i wouldve been dming a lot sooner had i been a lit bit more brave but am ultimately glad to have known even after a little longer

much love and many hugs 😚😚😚

#p.s. drink water and hope u meet little kitties who follow u around💜💜💜💜💜#ily #m for mwah! and mwah! and mwah!#m

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Hey!! Could we please get more sugar daddy fics with a black reader ofc 😋 idk if you've done shoto already but that'd be nice or hawks and deku💕

A/N: “wrist on glitter, waist on thinner, imma show you how to bag a eight-figure nigga” 👅💋 I enjoyed this way too much

All characters are 18+

Warnings: it got a lil spicy so imma put the line

Todoroki Shouto:

this mf has money to burn

we all know todoroki came out the womb w cash from his hair to his ass

he’s on some “yes, jeff bezos knows me” type shit so if you’re tryna end up with someone that’s gonna possibly buy you a house, he’s your guy

he slid into your dms after you posted a pic with your skin moisturized and glistening under golden hour and your body had him wanting to run laps

he had been plottin on you for a min but never got the motivation to do something about it until then

he’s a no strings attached type of sugar daddy

todoroki is a big name even outside of hero work and he’s well aware of all the people that have tried to use him. so instead of letting that happen, he’s decided to do things on his own terms

when yall first started talking, he questioned you like this was managerial position at apple 💀

best believe he ran an in-depth background check and made you sign an NDA 💀💀💀

he was a tough one

but you passed w flying colors and y’all settled on an arrangement

you have a weekly allowance that hits your bank account every saturday with some bonuses that he’ll give you depending on how the week goes

todoroki isnt needy nor is he one to be all up in your business

it’s actually weird in an endearing kind of way?

he only wants to have conversations with you

i mean, dont get me wrong, he’s up for anything you are

todoroki would be a liar if he said he never ended some nights with a picture of you and a hand down his pants

but that’s not what he’s mainly looking for

you figure out very quickly that shouto just wants someone to talk to

he’ll randomly hit up your phone and have a 30 min convo about something like the weather or hero politics, and then he’ll dip

next thing you know, you got $1000 in your cashapp

you kind of panicked bc like...wtf?

your dumb ass messaged him: “did you mean to send $1000?”

sis, dont put a question mark where God put a period

him: “Yes.”

and that was the end of that

you dont question anymore

he’s not doting in any kind of way, and sometimes you lowkey think he forgets about you, but you still get your allowance

doesn’t send a lot of gifts unless you explicitly state you want something

he doesnt text back a lot, but he tried to respond when he can

but i do see him liking it when you send him mundane things you do throughout your day, like pics of cookies you baked, or a cool plant you saw at home depot

and he enjoys the times you and him end up just trashing his father for nearly an hour. expect to find flowers, with some expensive ass coats or something at your door the next morning

he really fucks w your laid back vibe

sometimes he forgets you guys arent really supposed to be friends

Takami Kiego (Hawks):

this is not hawks’ first time being a sugar daddy

he’s hot, rich, and one of the most eligible bachelor’s in japan with a life that prevents him from having anything too serious

so, long story short, he’s a veteran at this

he used to be the type to reach out to instagram baddies but he had a couple bad run-ins and decided to stick with the official sites because it was a lot more secure on both ends

the funny thing was, you set up your account a long time ago as a joke. though at one point, you did take it seriously, but you came in contact with a lot of super creepy men that sexualized you for your skin and ethnicity.

you were tired of the “chocolate king/queen” and “amazonian god/dess” comments,so you took a break. you didnt have much activity since

so imagine youre surprise when the #2 hero hit your line talking about some

“Hey~ I’ll get straight to the point. I think you’re beautiful and I’d like to talk with you about an arrangement”

you thought this was a fake account, but after he chatting for a little and sending some pictures, you knew he was the real deal

hawks is your standard tit-for-tat transaction sugar daddy

he’s the type to hit you up at night with a “how ya doing, dove? got any pics for me?”

he’s good about his respect ad won’t do anything out of line

it’s the bare minimum, be he doesnt fetishize you so that’s always nice

however, he does make you call him daddy, sir, etc. whether it’s through text, call, or when y’all get together for...reasons

ngl his dicc game is fire

he might ghost you for a week or so but he’ll always come back with a nice check to make up for it

just be careful about catching feelings bc he’s so fucking smooth. he makes you feel like you’ve got his heart, but dont fall for that shit

if you think you can “change him” or fuflfil whatever wattpad romance fantasy lives in your head, he is not your guy. you better get on w your life before you get your heart broken

he’s here to suck, fuck, send pics, do a little phone call here n there, send some money, and go

if you’re not with all that, you might as well dip

but if you’re cool with that, rest assured, you’re gonna be living your best mf life with this man in your wallet

and good news, you might not be his only, but you are his favorite

there’s just something about you that’s got him giving you a few extra thousand than he normally does

he doesnt take his sugar babies on proper dates bc he’s gotta stay away from media outlets, but he will invite you to his office for a “lunch break”

if you ever surprise him with a cute but sexy hawks cosplay, you won’t have to work for two whole weeks bc you cant walk

overall, he’s a good sugar daddy. defintely good for your pockets and any other non-romantic desires you want fulfilled

Mirodirya Izuku:

the way you two met and came to this arrangement was more or less an accident

the life of the number one pro-hero was lonely and stressful

he’s tried to dip his toes in the water here and there, but it never worked out because not many people could deal with the fact that he’d always put hero work first

he was teetering on the edge of signing up for one of those sugar daddy/baby websites until he met you at some cafe he passed by

it’s cliche really. you were his server and, honestly? he was hooked on day one

he watched you intently as you pranced around in your cute uniform. he couldnt stop admiring your brown skin and eyes and how cute your hair was. you spoke with such enthusiasm and cheerfulness that he couldnt help but swoon. and it didn’t hurt that you were very easy on the eyes

he listened to you as you went on a spiel about how college was a fortune and how you stayed up last night for a project bc you had to pick up extra shifts

that’s when he made his decision

by the time the hero is out of the door, you collected the reciept and almost fainted when you realized he left you a $500 tip and his personal number

“i enjoyed talking to you today and i hope we can continue that...here’s something small to help with your bills. and i hope this isnt too forward but you’re very beautiful. stay safe. deku.”

and what did you do that night?

you called his ass right back

you were nervous as hell bc you still couldnt believe this was real, but after talking on the phone with him for two hours, an arrangement was set

midoriya is the most gentlemen like sugar daddy out there

you wake up to good morning texts and a few hundred in your bank account almost every two days

he goes crazy over your insta posts. and if you wear something green? expect a bonus

takes you out shopping unprovoked

izuku: “are you busy? i saw you were having a rough week and was wondering if you wanted to go to that new outlet mall downtown”

you: 🏃🏾‍♀️💨

you most certainly had homework due that night but what tf you look like missing out on that offer?

it’s after so many “dates” that deku realizes that he prefers hanging around you more than he should but he doesnt wanna ruin anything so he keeps that underwraps

he’s the idiot that goes into this thinking he won’t fall in love

deku defintely has some dirty thoughts about you but he doesnt try to bring it up unless you do first

if you’re comfortable with anything nsfw, you gone see a whole different side to izuku

he’s a giver, giver, giver, but when he recieves, he just about loses it

send him “innocent” pics of yourself matched with a string of filthy texts and he’ll combust

when you send him pics of yourself in deku-themed lingre, he deadass sends you a whole black card with your name on it as a thank you

you guys get very comfortable with each other very quickly

soon enough, DA’s start turning into y/n stayng over for a week

you both realize this relatiosnhip runs a lot deeper than an arrangement when he accidentally let it slip that he told his mom about you

he’s profusely apologizing but you shut him up with a kiss and tell him that you’ve kinda caught feelings yourself

your next conversation works out well for the both of you

#bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #deku x reader #izuku x black!reader #hawks x black!reader #hawks x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #shouto x black!reader #takami keigo #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #bnha x poc!reader #bnha x black reader #mha x poc!reader #mha x reader #mha x black reader #bnha x reader

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moonlit-imagines · 4 years

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Headcanons for being Tony Stark’s stepkid

Tony Stark x Potts!child!reader

warnings: alcohol mention

a/n: i rushed these so bad i just wanted to post dhhshsnsna

prompt: y/n is pepper’s kiddo!

it was just you and your mom for a long time

pepper and y/n potts

she couldn’t keep up with you sometimes, too busy dealing with the manchild that was mister anthony edward stark

speaking of—

“uh, who’s this?” -tony, pointing at you

“mr. stark, i am so sorry, the school closed because some kid set fire to the science lab and i didn’t have time to find a sitter—”

“no, it’s fine, no need to apologize. hey, kid, you wanna sit in the boss’s chair? i’ll let you run the company for the day!” *cue you nodding* “sweet, would you mind that, ms. potts?”

“oh? no, not at all” *mouthing* “thank you”

“so, uh, what’s your name? no, don’t tell me: ketchup.”

*giggling* “y/n”

“no way! that was my second guess!”

tony wasn’t used to being around kids

he had no idea that he was actually kind of good around them

despite a few minor hiccups

“you sit in my chair and im gonna spin you around, sound like fun?”

he spun you around WAY too fast and you were diiiiizzy, also you fell off the chair

“don’t tell your mom that we did that. she may be my assistant, but she scares the shit out of me. also, don’t say ‘shit’”

dude he just thought you were a cool kid!!!

“hey, you know, ms. potts, you dont really need to hire a babysitter anymore. y/n’s doing just fine hanging out here”

“how am i not surprised you befriended an actual child?”

she still took him up on his offer, you seemed pretty happy

when your mom worked late, you passed out in tonys office

tony and you had your own little secrets (like falling off the spinning chair), tony showed you around stark tower, and you practically lived there

“i got you a happy meal from mcdonalds!” -tony every day after your school

in all honesty, you weren’t the “popular” kid at school...not even close

but tony made up for it

“y/n! i found this old racecar toy in a box of old stuff, you wanna hold onto it for me?”

you kind of grew up in stark tower tbh? it was pretty cool

and as you grew up, you started to notice more

“mr. tony, do you have a crush on my mom?”

“do i what? no, no, i do—who the hell am i kidding? you caught me”

“called it!”

after that you did everything to try and get them together

when your mom was talking to tony, you would stand behind her and wiggle your eyebrows and just taunt tony endlessly

no! tony cannot remember your mom’s birthday for the life of him! you are his calendar now

“dude, why dont you just ask JARVIS to remind you?”

“i may be a genius, but that doesn’t mean i have common sense”

“wise words, sir” -JARVIS

when tony disappeared for 3 months you were so sad???? like you were not okay at all

and when he came back, he literally exited the plane saying “WHERE’S ‘T-POTT??’”

(your wonderful nickname. ‘t’ for ‘tony jr.’ and ‘pott’ for ‘potts’)

“my mom missed you”

“oh, i bet she did”

“you turned my child into you, tony. i will never forgive you for this”

“well, at least y/n was here to fill in for me, huh?”

tony wanted to show you the arc reactor but he was actually afraid of scarring you lmfaoooo

but he did let you in on the iron man secret (he knew you wouldn’t snitch)

and just to make sure:

“if you dont tell anyone, i’ll buy you a car when you turn 16”

“man, that’s like, forever away”

“good, maybe you’ll forget by then”

ur mom kinda maybe sorta found out abt iron man :/ she told you that tony was a bad influence

“mom! no, tony’s cool! he’s like a superhero”

“no, sweetie, he’s a rich guy with issues. we’re leaving”

that didn’t last long

not long at all

and soon they FINALLY got together

“jeez, i thought you two would never stop pining after each other”

“couldnt have done it without my wingman” -tony *fistbump*

“as thanks can i have my own iron man suit?”

“yes.” *pepper glaring at him* “no.”

sooner or later your mom and you moved into tony’s house and you got a really big room!!!!

it was completely decked out

king sized bed, flatscreen tv, mini-fridge, microwave, computer, your own bathroom with a smaller tv, a poster of tony??? (you vandalized it and put it in his workshop), and more!!!

okay you were spoiled

“do you like it here? are you sure i made the right choice?” -pepper

“are you kidding, mom? this is awesome! plus, you’re happy, i’m happy, tony’s happy, i think JARVIS is even happy!”

“i am, mx. potts. simply ecstatic” -JARVIS

pepper was really happy!! it was a pretty cool family

you started giving your school tony’s number if you ever got in trouble, you knew he’d cover for you

“mr. potts, is it?”

“sure”

“your child, y/n, punched another student in the face today. we’re very disappointed in their behavior”

“why’d they punch the kid?”

“well, the other student punched y/n first”

“HAH! thank you for wasting my time. send y/n back to class and call me back if something important comes up”

he literally gave you a high five when you got home

“i gave him a black eye!”

“i couldn’t be more proud. i mean, i dont condone violence, but self defense is a whole other story”

a little help in the workshop, tony asks you to hold the flashlight

“why don’t you get one of your robots to hold this for you?”

“are you kidding me, you’re complaining? we’re having stepdad/stepkid bonding time! and dum-e can’t do anything right, i dont trust him”

youve had a few theme park trips as a family ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

also tony has 100% told you to wait in the car and then left you alone for 2+ hours

“i’m not like a regular dad, im a step-dad. want some beer? you can have a little sip. i’d rather you do it in the house”

your mother actually does love how he actually cares about you!

“y/n is 12% my responsibility” -tony

“tony, you are impossible” -pepper

no avengering for you! pepper said no!!!!!!

disappointed but not surprised

iron man 3: y/n potts is put through the wringer

Text Message to Mr. Tony: bro you better come get your girl, me and happy are watching this other guy flirting with her. he’s showing her pics of his ‘big brain’

Mr. Tony: HE WHAT

Text Message to Mr. Tony: Tony he looks creepy i don’t want him to be my new stepdad do something!!!

anyways ur house kinda blew up and ur mom and you kinda got kidnapped and u were right abt that guy being creepy and thankfully no experiments were done on you but like your mom kinda almost died and her and tony were fine!!! all good in the end

you met mr. col. james rhodes that day

“aw, you’re the kid ive heard so much about” -rhodey

“you mean the coolest kid in the world?check.”

“you cant tell me you aren’t tony’s biological child, good god”

you got to meet the avengers later on too! (you’d already met natasha tho, only briefly)

“i know it can be a little overwhelming, right? meeting all these heros, legends even—” -rhodey

“oh, my god, is that thor? thor!!” -you, leaving rhodey in the dust

literally why does pepper trust you around tony something always goes wrong there were literally robots attacking, you were only at avengers tower bc your mom was busy with the company and she thought you’d be safe with the avengers. the AVENGERS.

“please dont tell your mom that i created a bad robot that tried to kill us. the robot will be the least of our problems” -tony

he made happy pick you up and you had to miss out on FUN and it sucked a lot

“it’s okay, y/n! i’m fun, too!” -happy

then your mom and tony took a break and your life got mega-boring for a while, but they weren’t separated for that long. you try not to think about it. it was brutal

Mr. Tony: Does she miss me?

New Message to Mr. Tony: I think so. Either that or she’s crying and drinking wine in the dark for no reason.

Mr. Tony: Damn it, now I feel bad. I miss her a lot. Oh, also, the Avengers say ‘hi,’ I’m in Germany with some bad news, I’ll explain later if you don’t see it on TV first, and I found you the perfect friend! His name is Peter and I think you’d like the school he goes to, it’s in Midtown. Smart kid school.

New Message to Mr. Tony: I’ll look into it, thanks. Also, I don’t like how those all connect. Please update me asap

watching the news to see several avengers arrested, cap on the run, and more!

“maybe it was good i didn’t fall in with the avengers”

tony and pepper finally got back together and you actually transferred to midtown high! peter and his friend group accepted you quickly, it was great. you and flash unfortunately had the most in common

you’d literally text happy right next to peter and he’d immediately reply to you. it hurt peter’s feelings

Momma: Sweetie! I’m working in the office late, leftovers are in the fridge, hope you have a wonderful day at school! 💕

👉👈the vulture tried to kill you for being tony’s stepkid, tony made peter promise to protect you

“y/n, you gotta stay out of harm’s way. mr. stark gave me an actual mission and it’s terrifying, i have to make sure you stay safe”

legit why the fuck was this old man tryna kill you bro grow up

anyyyywayssss your mom and tony got engaged!!

“wow, i thought the day would never come!!” -you

ppl told you tony isnt your stepdad bc ur mom and him werent married but who tf asked

why is the earth always in fucking danger

you and peter were just vibing on the field trip bus and all the sudden: space donut

“go! i’ll cover for you...FRIDAY, call tony”

“...hi there, little one”

“what the fuck”

“oh, so you see the aliens, too? well, at least im not crazy”

tony stark has left the atmosphere

you and your mom were kinda......not chillin tho

she and you didn’t sleep for a few nights, then ppl just straight up disappeared

plot twist: you survived the snap and your family was lucky to be alive, you even got a little sister who became a big handful!

only bad thing was all your friends dusted and you were pretty lonely

but watching morgan grow up kept you busy

“ahhh, shes so big!”

happy times in bad times

bad times!!!!! bc after five years thanos came back as thanos from like ten years ago. outdated thanos. obsolete thanos.

but you made your first and only appearance in the suit tony actually designed for you many years ago

you should have just stayed home tho bc that fight didnt pass the vibe check

“please dont tell me he...no, no, no, no, no”

you and your mom latched onto each other in tears, tony was one of the best people in your life, he made you and your mom two of the happiest people on earth

best stepdad a kid could ever ask for

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seongsangi · 4 years

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giving you what you want (2)

author’s note: READ PART 1 IF YOU HAVENT ALREADY

pairing: seonghwa x reader x san

summary: you don’t know how things ended up this way, but you can’t resist what’s about to come. seonghwa knows you all too well, giving you everything you could have hoped for.

word count: 3.6k+

warnings/tags: threesome if you couldnt tell HAHA

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“That was hot,” you hear a familiar voice coming from behind you. You turn around and your eyes are wide open, not expecting anyone else to be in the room with you.

"You can't tell me you didn't know I was here."

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You're unable to respond, what the fuck are you supposed to say when he catches you off guard like this? How long has he been here? Was he watching you and Seonghwa the entire time? What the fuck is going on? You can’t control your heartbeat, getting faster and faster it’s almost deafening. Seonghwa uncuffs your hands, freeing them after being bound for so long. You immediately pull the covers over your body, trying to hide yourself from the second set of eyes across the room. You should be angry and humiliated since your sense of privacy was violated, but your body is tingling and it’s not from either of those emotions. Your entire body starts to burn up, not sure where things are headed from here. Seonghwa has his sweatpants on again and walks to the other side of the room. “Surprise,” he says with a smirk plastered on his face, leaning against the desk. Your eyes dart back and forth between the two men, at a complete loss for words.

“I’ve already seen everything, no need to hide.” You clutch the sheets tighter, so confused and so embarrassed you had an audience and didn’t even know about it. So many questions are racing through your mind but you don’t know what to say or where to start. Seonghwa asks if he enjoyed the show.

“I didn’t know she would be that sexy. I almost wanted to touch her when you left the room for a few minutes.” They talk about you like you’re not even there, reveling in the way you sounded so pretty begging to be fucked. You realize he’s been there from the start. You knew you could feel someone watching you, thinking it was Seonghwa but now realizing it wasn’t him at all. “I don’t know what’s going on…” you speak up quietly.

“I think you have a pretty good idea.” He stands up from the chair and walks towards you, his eyes clouded with lust after watching you and Seonghwa fuck like crazy. He reaches for you, but you don’t move away, letting his hand rest on your legs. His touch sends shivers up your spine, even with the sheets still covering your body. You feel like you should pull away, but the way he’s looking at you leaves you unable to move a muscle.

“Seonghwa told me you’ve been thinking about me. Is that true?” he smirks when you bite your lip at his question. You look to Seonghwa, who has his arms crossed over his chest with a smug look on his face. What the fuck is going on?

“N-no, what do you mean?” you stutter, heart beating even faster than before as his hands slowly trail further up your leg. You can’t believe Seonghwa is okay with this, his best friend touching you right in front of him.

“You can’t lie to me princess. You told me everything I needed to know the other day,” Seonghwa responds, sitting down in the chair. “I know you remember.” He pulls out a box from your desk drawer, sliding it across the floor to the foot of bed. You know what it is without even looking at it. Shit shit shit what the hell you can’t believe this is actually happening right now. Seonghwa just pulled out your box of toys, the same one you were rummaging through the other day when he wasn’t home.

Your mind flashes back to how you used your favorite vibrator, getting yourself off to the thought of Seonghwa. You thought about how sexy he looked all dressed up in his suit and tie last week when you went to your friend’s wedding. You thought about him using his tie to restrain your hands, lifting your dress up to fuck you in the bathroom of the wedding hall because you begged him to. You thought about him cumming in you when he was done, leaving your panties a leaking mess. Your mind was going crazy with thoughts of Seonghwa, wanting him to come home soon so you could relive all those memories with him. Suddenly, your mind wanders to someone else. He looked just as good in his attire that day and you weren’t expecting him to catch your eye all night. Even when you were near Seonghwa, you found yourself looking around the wedding hall for a glimpse of San. You recall how absolutely gorgeous he looked sitting there doing nothing. When he pulled off his suit and rolled up his sleeves, you couldn’t keep the thought of his hands around your throat away. You watched him as he got on the dance floor, paying close attention to the way he moved his hips to the music. You imagined the possibility of him doing the same thing to you, rolling his lower body into yours and driving you wild.

You remember how you discarded the vibrator, opting for the dildo in the box to satisfy you instead. You don’t know how you ended up thinking about San, but at that point, you couldn’t get him out of your head. You recall how you’ve hung out with Seonghwa and his friends in the past, noticing San’s lingering gaze on you a few too many times. The smug look he would give you when you caught him watching you always made your heart race a little too fast, not out of fear of being caught by Seonghwa, but out of the thrill of knowing he’s watching you. You remember sliding the toy in you, feeling so full while imagining San fucking you instead of seducing you with his eyes. Seonghwa has never failed to make you feel loved and wanted, but there’s something about San that draws you in and you can’t explain it. You remember moaning San’s name over and over as you fucked yourself with the toy, unable to keep your desires for him at bay. You felt a pang of guilt after your high was over, hoping that this one time would be enough to get him out of your head. You didn’t know Seonghwa was watching you through the cracked door. You let out a whimper, remembering everything and cursing yourself once you realize he was there to witness it all. “Oh fuck, you saw that? I’m so sorry Seonghwa I didn’t-“

“I’m not mad at you baby. Why do you think I called him over here?” you look at San, who’s watching you with those intense eyes like he always does. You’re about to melt under the covers, biting your lip to stop it from quivering.

“We can stop right now and I can forget everything I saw. But I don’t think you really want me to do that, do you?” San knows what he’s doing to you, even if you haven’t said it out loud. His hand slides to your knees, inching the covers off you slowly, watching your face closely to see if there’s any hint of resistance. You’re so confused, Seonghwa’s fiery gaze and San’s hands on your bare skin leaving you disoriented. You don’t know if Seonghwa is testing you right now or if he’s actually serious about this. You never imagined this would be happening, even if you did think about San in that way sometimes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about this beforehand, but I think the look on your face is telling us you want to keep going. Why don’t you show him what you did the other day?” Seonghwa says, trying to get you to say or do something.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want me to.” San reassures you, not wanting to pressure you if you really aren’t willing. You take a deep breath, trying to make sense of the situation. You’ve been caught red-handed and now you have to face the consequences, but is this even a punishment? You look at Seonghwa again, searching his face for any uncertainty, anything that would make you want to call it off if he isn’t okay with this.

“Don’t look at him, he wanted me here. It’s about what you want, sweetheart.” You look at San again and you can tell he’s ready to pounce if you just give him the go. The thought of having him take you like you fantasized makes you so aroused, getting wet again. He leans closer to you, whispering in your ear, “Do you want me?” Fuck, how can you say no to that? You hum in agreement, but it isn’t enough for them.

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Use your words baby.”

You take a deep breath, ready to give in to your desires and let the dice fall where they may. “Yes please, I want you, San.” Your voice is barely above a whisper, but the words hold so much meaning. You let the sheets fall slightly, revealing half of your naked body to them again. San has been waiting so long, he doesn’t know if he can hold back. He pushes you on the bed, earning a squeal from you from the sudden force. He’s watched you get yourself off to Seonghwa all night, wishing so badly it was him instead. He straddles your waist, pulling the covers all the way off. He takes a mental image of your perfect body underneath him. This is better than his imagination and he’s eager to hear you moan for him this time. His hands roam your entire body, taking in the way your chest is breathing heavy for him, anxious for his touch.

“I thought I told you to show him something,” Seonghwa speaks up, making San’s hands stop where they are. He nods his head towards the box on the floor and you know he means it. You’ve never actually used the dildo in front of him, let alone in front of San. The idea of both of them watching you play with yourself is enough to get you moving. You lean down, arching your back and poking your ass a little more than normal, knowing they’re watching your every move. You pull out the toy and lay back down on the bed where you can get a good view of both men, spreading your legs open to slide the tip along your wet folds.

“God, you’re so hot,” San watches as you slide it in slowly, the stretch making you gasp. You squeeze your breasts, giving them a slow massage as you move the toy in and out. Keeping your eyes locked on San’s, you pick up your pace a bit, showing him how much he turns you on even if he isn’t touching you. Seonghwa sits back in the chair and watches the scene before him unfold, finding you irresistable as you pleasure yourself in this way. He knew you and San had something going on, even if neither of you were acting on your desires. He can’t deny that he felt a bit of jealousy when he heard you moaning San’s name, but he was ultimately more aroused at the thought of you and him together. He knew that blindfolding you and handcuffing you tonight would blow your mind, but he had something even better up his sleeve.

“Go faster babe,” Seonghwa loves that you can’t say no to him, moving your hand faster on command. He may be on the sidelines, but he’s still calling all the shots. Your moans are louder now, closing your eyes to focus on the feeling of the dildo stretching you out.

“Mmm, San, fuck that feels so good,” you whine, making his dick twitch in his pants. He loves the way his name sounds coming from you, and even with Seonghwa in the room, he still manages to make you think about him. His hands find their way to your inner thighs, spreading your legs even wider and touching his thumb to your clit, making your legs jolt at the added pleasure. Everything about this is so hot, San touching you in your most intimate place, you fucking yourself to the thought of him, and Seonghwa watching it all from a distance. A part of you doesn’t feel guilty about your desires for San any more, seeing as how things have fallen into everyone’s favor. When your hand gets tired, you slow down a bit, taking a few seconds to rest.

“I didn’t tell you to stop,” Seonghwa’s stern voice making you turn your attention to him. You’re about to say something when San quickly moves your hand away, taking control of the toy and of your body. He fucks you fast and hard with it, making you arch your back and let out load moans, unprepared for his rough thrusts. He’s giving it to you better than you could have imagined, and it’s not even his full potential. If he’s fucking you this well with a toy, you can’t even fathom what he’ll actually feel like around you. You grip the sheets beside your head, letting your body fall under his spell. You look at Seonghwa again and you can tell he’s hard, getting excited over you losing your mind when San hasn’t even properly fucked you yet. San suddenly pulls the dildo out, laying down and ravaging your core with his tongue without warning. He’s moving so fast you can’t keep up, tongue lapping at your wetness. You grab the back of your knees, pulling them closer to your chest to keep them open for him. He’s eating you like a starved man, hungry to send tingles up your spine.

“Just like that, oh my god,” you can’t keep quiet, wanting him to know how good he’s making you feel. Your cries motivate him to keep going and you buck your hips into his face when he focuses on your clit. He holds you down, keeping you still as he attacks your core with his skilled tongue. San wants to savor this moment, finally getting the chance to make you cry out for him. He could stay like this forever, continuing to pleasure you until you can’t handle it any more. But he doesn’t think he would stop even if you were begging him to, knowing you can take it. He draws your third orgasm out of you tonight, sending your eyes to the back of your head and making your legs shake. When you try to squirm away, he holds you down even more, wanting to coax another one out of you. You look to Seonghwa for help, but the ultimate betrayal comes when he tells San to keep going.

“No, please wait I can’t,” you sound like you’re about to cry, but neither of them seem to care. They know you have a safe word and you’d use it if you really needed to, but you can’t exactly bring yourself to say it. Deep down, you know you want this and they know it too. You want him to give you a break but you don’t want him to really stop, whining as San doesn’t let up, making you climax again. He pulls away this time, leaving you worn out from two orgasms back to back. “You’re so naughty,” Seonghwa says as he walks towards you, caressing your head softly. You can barely hear him, too lost in the clouds to even notice that San has gotten up to take his shirt off. When you open your eyes again, both Seonghwa and San are shirtless, towering over your weak body and eating you up with their eyes. Seonghwa tells you to get on your knees. You do as he says, eyes darting between the two of them. You don’t know who you want more in this moment, but you sure as hell know you want them both.

You reach your hands out, palming both of them over their sweatpants. They fit so well in your hands, it excites you to think about how they’ll feel in your mouth. You pull San’s pants off first, wanting to taste him for the first time. You slide his rock hard member in at the same time you reach into Seonghwa’s pants, moving your hand slowly. San holds your head, guiding you back and forth on him, sighing at the way your warm mouth feels around him. He can’t tell you how many times he’s thought of this, and you look even better now that you’re faced with two dicks at the same time. You open your mouth wider, taking him in as far as you can. You give Seonghwa a hard squeeze when San hits the back of your throat, moaning when his hand tugs on your hair. Tears well up in your eyes as San begins to fuck your mouth, the sound of you gagging only fueling him more. He pulls away, giving you a chance to catch your breath before you turn to Seonghwa, letting him use you the same way San did. You love every moment of them in your mouth, but you still crave more. You look up at Seonghwa, asking him silently. You don’t even have to say anything, he just knows you that well. He tells San to lay down and tells you to stay where you are.

San lays down behind you as you position yourself in reverse cowgirl, allowing you to finally have San where you want him while still facing Seonghwa. San lines himself up to your core and Seonghwa grabs your chin to face him, gasping as you move your hips lower. “Fuck, so tight,” San lets out a breathy moan, grabbing a handful of your ass as you take him further and further. He’s relishing in the way your walls are gripping him so well, enjoying the view of your backside. Your mouth is left open, but no sound follows, lost in the feeling of San in you. Seonghwa can’t take his eyes off you, watching your face contort in pleasure as you move your hips up and down. You look so pretty like this, taking his best friend’s dick but still focusing on him. He knows this is what you wanted and he made sure to give it to you just the way you like it. San is letting you do the work, loving the sight of you riding him. He spanks your ass a few times, making you squeal and ride him faster. Your hips are moving on their own, motivated by San’s moans and Seonghwa pumping himself, telling you what a good slut you are. You love when he calls you that, it makes you feel so dirty but so sexy at the same time. You know how much of a slut you are for Seonghwa, but with San underneath you, it makes you feel even naughtier.

San grabs your hair suddenly, pulling your back parallel to his chest. You have to catch yourself on the bed, hands holding yourself steady on either side of him as he props his feet up, pushing your legs wide open. The new position has you completely exposed to Seonghwa, who’s watching intently as San grabs your hips and fucks up into you, sending you into a wild frenzy. San rubs your clit so fast it makes you dizzy, his hard thrusts and quick hands making you scream his name. You’ve never been in this position before and it makes you see stars even with your eyes closed. You can’t see Seonghwa, but you know he’s getting off to the way San is abusing your core. You can’t hold yourself up any more and fall to the side, but he isn’t done with you. He gets up to sit on his knees, putting one of your legs on his shoulder and sliding right back in, pounding into you so hard you can’t do anything but let him have his way with you. Your fantasies couldn’t compare to the way he’s fucking you right now.

“You like it when he fucks you?” Seonghwa asks, pumping himself faster.

“I love it when he fucks me,” you mewl, looking him dead in the eyes as you moan San’s name again. You know it turns Seonghwa on to hear you say that. San grabs your face, making you look at him as he rolls his hips into yours, just the way you imagined him doing. He looks so hot, you’re still not sure if this is even real. “You’re so big San, you make me feel so good,” you let him know. “Don’t stop please.” He groans when he hears you say that, how much more tempting can you get? He’s drowning in your seductiveness and loves that look in your eyes, begging him to cum for you.

“Don’t cum in her,” Seonghwa’s voice has a hint of possessiveness, which you find even more attractive given the moment. San pulls out quickly, stepping off the bed and pumping himself. You waste no time in getting on your knees, facing both of them as they’re about to reach their high. “Cum on my face, please,” you plead, sticking your tongue out greedily for both of them. They sigh loudly as they find their release, painting you with their loads. You love the dirty feeling of them making a mess of your body, taking one in your mouth and moving to the other, wanting to taste them both on your tongue. They can’t believe how incredibly sexy you look on your knees for them, face and chest covered in their cum. You swipe a finger across your chest, putting it to your mouth and give them a mischievous smile.

“When are we going to do this again?” You’re insatiable.

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jamesvanriemsdyk · 4 years

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it's loving my friends hours, folks

hi so. i hit 1.5k a bit ago and while i dont want to do a follow forever (did one for 1k, it took so fucking long), i do want to like. talk about my friends! because i love them. so here we go, time for emo hours here at james jamesvanriemsdyk dot tumblr dot com

to all of the people ive met and talked to in the past few months: i am so grateful to have met you. i am so grateful to be your friend, whether we talk every day or not, and it is such a huge fucking gift to know you and be known by you. i would give you all a little paragraph but then i would get out of control and this post would never end because i have a lot of fucking love in my heart okay??? i love yall a whole hell of a lot ( @goaliehugs @farfrombucky @andrewcogliano @couturriere @brockmcgrinn @boesersson @steadyfreddie @nicolasaube-kubel @alexvass @beauvilliers @girouxes )

to all the mutuals i see in my notifications a lot (and the ones i dont), the new followers and the old ones, all my super sweet anons, anyone who’s tagged a post with a lovely comment or who’s messaged me with sweet words: thank you. for just like - existing in the same timeline as me, and being wonderful, and choosing to be kind even though im a clown. i love you all a lot.

to @heckeyleague @iceburgh87 and @assistantcaptainmitchmarner : im so grateful we still talk, if only every once in a while, and if only through streak snaps. it’s been, what, how many years? four? more? i look forward to snaps of your pets and the little glimpses of your lives i get every day. i love yall to pieces.

and here we go:

@fireworksatdawn : hi jayc. its, like, really hard to believe that ur essay comments on my fics led to this but - im really grateful. just, really fucking grateful. youre so kind and so loving and such a wonderful presence in my life and im so grateful that once c*vid has died down, we’ll, like. be able to see each other? fucking wild. thank you for all the fic convos and the tswift tiktoks, and the memes when im sad. i love you a ton, and im so, so glad you’re my friend. shoutout to philly as, like, a concept for giving me all the emotions i needed to write my heartbeat fics. (im still emotional about the fact that you tell me ‘its late for you, go to bed’ every time i stay up past 10pm. its the being known for me <3)

@pencilhoarders : my favorite flyers art witch. what an incredibly kind, talented soul you are. what a beautiful heart you have, really and truly. i love listening to you talk about your ideas and seeing your art process, and i love that your mind works like mine does, and that we really do understand each other. i love that you’re going after your dream and i know you’ll be incredible at whatever you decide to do post-grad - you’re simply too amazing not to be. thank you for sending me those anons about the canes what feels like forever ago; i am so fucking glad i get to call you my friend.

@majorpenalty : you are, without a doubt, one of my most favorite people ive ever met on this site. your life is fucking wild and you are so funny and kind and resilient, and i never want to not be your friend. i love losing my mind with you for five to eight hours on zoom, i love just being able to just exist with you even though we have half a country between us. you are so intelligent and strong and lovely, and you deserve every single good thing in the entire world. thank you also for sending me those wild ass anons, and for sending me all the videos of you singing trap bunny bubbles and tswift on snap (we have the yellow heart now uwu) and for just - being there and understanding. you are so brilliant and i cant fucking wait to watch you continue to grow and succeed. i love u so fuckin much.

@softgrantaire : hi, alex! kiss the cats and your baby for me and tell your husband i said hey. also, sorry in advance for how long and sappy this is about to be, because im already choked up thinking about it! so: i would not be the person i am today without you. its been a literal month since we became friends, but i literally have never felt more immediately loved or accepted by anyone in my life. you are, probably, the reason i felt comfortable enough to change my name in public; youre the first person i told i was deeply uncomfortable with my name and you changed it immediately, without fucking blinking, and i knew trans friends hit different, but i didnt realize how different it would hit til i met you. and its not just that, either, its the kindness and the trust and the mutual respect, and the pics and vids of jules and the cats all day, its being genuinely excited to see your name pop up on my phone screen, its the voice messages on my way home from work and its the sound of you laugh and the comfort that exists in the little space we’ve carved out for ourselves. i love being your friend, and i love that you’re my friend, and i want us to be that for a long, long time - ill always be the nolpat to your g. i love you so fucking much, dude.

@codyglass : ngl, i typed your url and just like - froze, for a minute. because like. how do you talk about a friendship like this? how do you put it into words? how do you describe all of the laughter and the tears and the years we’ve had together? its the kindness for me, its the communication and comprehension for me, its the unconditional love for me. there isnt a place i feel safer than our friendship; there isnt a person on earth i love like i love you. thanks for all the late nights, all the massive fic concepts/outlines we’ll never write but always find solace in, for all the nolpats roasts, for all the hockey tears and all the real life tears too. for listening to folklore with me for the first time when it dropped, for understanding when i couldnt turn it off for weeks after, for getting the days i send you 30 messages in a row and the days i cant get out of bed. it’s so fucking insane that we’re friends, still - how fucking incredible is it that i met my best friend, who lives 1846 miles away from me, through fucking hockey of all things? youre the best gift life ever gave me, and its such a fucking blessing to be alive at the same time as you, much less to be your best friend. i love you to the moon and to saturn.

#aaaaand im crying lmao #follow forever #kinda? its loving my friends hours babey #j.txt

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punkscowardschampions · 3 years

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Ronnie & Joe

Ronnie: [a phone number]

Ronnie: found you your own special plug

Joe: Can’t wait to get gang-raped by whoever this is

Joe: or maybe it’s a phishing scam, what route have you gone down 🤔

Ronnie: route of she can be your number 8 cos youre such a bike

Joe: it’s that kind of hook-up

Ronnie: pay for the gear if you cant get it up soft lad she looks fuck all like your ma

Ronnie: couldnt track down no more of her bastards for you soz

Joe: taking your role that seriously?

Joe: alright

Ronnie: getting out of it

Ronnie: she can babysit you

Joe: she probably lost custody of her own so

Joe: nice of you on all fronts

Ronnie: yeah

Joe: what, your dealer don’t like me or something

Ronnie: how the fuck would i know like

Ronnie: and how would he you legged it out of there soon as he showed

Joe: no shit I did

Ronnie: ordeals over now baby go cry to your new mammy about it

Joe: unlikely

Joe: but it ain’t my ordeal so

Ronnie: they ll swab & treat him he ll be sound

Joe: give a shit about him

Ronnie: if youve got something to say

Joe: I just said it

Joe: I don’t care about him

Ronnie: you dont care about me fuck off with your heroics

Joe: you didn’t want swooping up and saving, don’t mean I don’t give a fuck

Ronnie: your student loan aint gonna cover both our habits youd have me dopesick cause youre fucking jealous that means you dont

Joe: you’re jealous

Joe: and I said, didn’t stop you, didn’t say you had to

Joe: what’s fun about something oozing and itching in your pants, that’s all

Ronnie: of what

Joe: of every boring ex I have or will ever have

Ronnie: you wish

Ronnie: get em in a room together and they aint even jealous of each other

Joe: I know

Joe: x2

Ronnie: you dont know shit mckenna

Joe: so today I’m green

Joe: not the know-it-all smug college kid

Joe: nice to know how to play it

Ronnie: smug is right whenever i aint gonna suck your dick cause you can read music

Joe: that’s all that’s stopping you?

Ronnie: nah remember its the death wish attention whoring & mommy issues

Ronnie: cant both be functioning junkies youd have fuck all else to get a boner about

Joe: how long have you been doing heroin

Ronnie: youve got loads of catching up to do

Joe: yeah, so I don’t know why you’re acting like I’m being high and mighty

Joe: it’s literally been days

Ronnie: cause you are

Joe: no I’m not, just ‘cos I’d rather not suck dick when I have the funds

Joe: would you do it if you had the cash, that’s just stupid

Ronnie: youve been comparing me to any & every cunt since we met

Joe: like you don’t shit on me any and every chance you get

Joe: you were acting like them, the whole none of my shit is real because yours is SO real, that’s her whole bit

Ronnie: you cant stop fucking doing it even now fucks sake

Ronnie: i shit on you for you its not like i have any cunt to compare you to

Joe: alright, if you’re that sensitive about it

Joe: I’ll really stop

Joe: there 🤐

Ronnie: fuck you

Joe: nah, that was a dick move, alright

Joe: let me make it up to you

Ronnie: youre crying shes a patronising cunt guess what youre right there too

Joe: alright, I deserve that

Ronnie: drop dead

Ronnie: yeah its been days days of me giving you whatever the fuck you ask for

Joe: I know

Joe: so what do you want, seriously

Joe: I’ll do it, make it happen, whatever

Ronnie: like fuck can you make anything happen

Ronnie: youre like every other doss cunt i know theres your comparison

Joe: Probably am

Joe: but you’re the only person I’ve met who feels close to whatever the fuck I am

Joe: there’s the truth

Ronnie: whichever of your exes that worked on is more west than either of us

Joe: Oh I can easily be that dickhead and tell you how crazy they all were

Ronnie: go ed

Joe: the second to last one was the worst

Joe: full-on stalked and harassed the last one like, for no reason

Joe: she also messed with all my shit in a way she thought would send me into an OCD spiral because she didn’t get it

Joe: and when she started hooking up with some other kid she’d send me pics like I’d be 💔

Joe: that’s just after, that was all kind of amusing in a boring way, she was less amusing to be with but more mental

Ronnie: shouldve had some tips off her for the stalking bullshit its probably not too late to send her a dm

Ronnie: ones ive got from this is i dont have to bother learning the alphabet cos id be better off fucking with your record collection by smashing it up & child porn does fuck all for you

Joe: that is my thing, turning up uninvited to fuck everything up

Joe: she might go for it

Joe: exactly, both good to know, yeah 😏

Joe: all pretty basic and vanilla but still, annoying as shit

Ronnie: unless you can get me to do it for you yeah

Ronnie: dinners at what like 7

Joe: you’re gonna ruin my happy uni home?

Joe: oh no

Joe: be there be 7, eating at 8, apparently

Joe: time to ‘mingle’ as she put it which sounds suspicious af

Ronnie: fucking hell

Ronnie: thank christ i already hate you

Joe: saves times, energy less so

Joe: your mate is up for it, unless he’s a convincing liar, which I could see

Ronnie: what energy do you want name it theres gear thatll give us it

Ronnie: he is but i cant see the con shes got fuck all any cunt wants other than pasta shapes & mariahs likely on a diet

Joe: 🤤 and not over her appetizers, like

Joe: there’ll only be the 6 of us so we’ll need entertainment

Ronnie: lad flatmates bringing a bitch

Ronnie: shes gonna need something to get her through it or something she can use to end it

Joe: yeah he has a missus

Joe: even though him and Sophie belong together as the most average whitebread couple ever

Ronnie: make it happen then

Joe: where’s my bow and arrow

Joe: their 💘 ain’t my problem

Ronnie: you said you could do whatever and we needed entertainment

Ronnie: put all that money where your mouth is

Joe: you’re well sweet

Joe: you want her to be living her best life

Joe: dunno if I can hack being his shoulder to cry on in the interim

Ronnie: your teeth wont have time to rot before you choke on em talking to me like that

Joe: go on then

Ronnie: you owe me i dont owe you

Joe: I thought you’d ask for something better

Joe: but your loss

Ronnie: yours youre thinking about it

Joe: I get it, you want it to be hell living here

Ronnie: i dont wanna have to ask

Joe: for what

Ronnie: anything

Joe: why not

Ronnie: you think you can read my mind or some shit

Joe: I’d like to

Joe: and I think you get me, and yeah, I think I get you more than the bullshit mommy issues attention whore comment that was to get a reaction

Joe: I don’t think we’re twin flames just because we share some DNA, I’m not that kind of delusional, believe it or not

Ronnie: cause weve shared a needle though yeah

Joe: I get it, another kid with a habit, you’ve met hundreds

Joe: it is different though

Joe: tell me it isn’t

Ronnie: different cos its a habit you didnt have days ago

Joe: it’s not your fault

Joe: for good or bad

Joe: you didn’t spike me without asking

Ronnie: i didnt say that

Ronnie: i said thats why its different

Joe: yeah

Ronnie: nobody did any of this shit for me i dont know why im doing it for you

Joe: do you want to, or do you think you need to

Ronnie: what the fuck does it matter

Joe: you either fuck with me, you like fucking with me or you think you’ve got to protect me or some bollocks

Ronnie: protect you from the needle i stuck in your arm yeah that makes loads of sense

Joe: from getting a bad dose, being beat up by one of your dealers

Ronnie: i just wanted a front row seat

Ronnie: im not gonna get one when your family finds out

Joe: that’s fine by me

Joe: you reckon they’ll fly me home for an intervention then?

Joe: shouldn’t be surprising how oblivious they are

Ronnie: i dont care what they do to try & fix it youll be at rock bottom by then

Joe: they won’t try, they don’t

Joe: just because I weren’t shooting up doesn’t mean I haven’t been doing plenty other fucked shit for ages without it ever being a conversation

Joe: one of the kids that they took in, is a walking skeleton

Joe: can’t get her to eat, some reason don’t do anything but try to reason with her like she’s reasonable, never mind the rest

Ronnie: no shit they dont i was proof of it before you or her

Ronnie: in the same town with the same name she fucking gave me and still out of sight out of mind

Joe: precisely

Joe: so if you’re hoping fucking me up will get her to come about then you shouldn’t bother, honestly

Joe: save yourself that disappointment

Ronnie: it aint about her paying attention

Joe: good

Ronnie: you wanna know me i only want you to know what it feels like

Joe: then let’s do it

Ronnie: nah i was rem to reckon it was worth shit

Ronnie: it aint

Ronnie: you aint

Ronnie: youre never gonna have your head wrecked how mine is and i cant be arsed to put the time in fucking you up in the selfish special way i need when you keep pure loving it like

Joe: is that not indicative of how I’m already quite fucked enough

Joe: just because it’s not abandonment based

Joe: what normal cunt would love any of this, even contact you again after the first

Ronnie: fuck no

Ronnie: youre living your best life and it makes me wanna hang myself

Joe: Christ, you’re up yourself, aren’t you

Ronnie: &

Joe: you want me to roll my sleeves up again and show you the recent damage?

Ronnie: yeah

Joe: [pics]

Ronnie: [obvs gotta send him some back]

Joe: [a straight up new one like just did it]

Ronnie: [ofc she has to also like this is a competition]

Joe: [hope you started small so you have somewhere to go ‘cos the vibe]

Ronnie: [knowing y’all you didn’t but it won’t stop you and I will be forever on edge]

Joe: [so grim, don’t pass out]

Ronnie: [or end up needing stitches]

Joe: [probably do them yourselves, ick]

Joe: do you fucking get it yet

Ronnie: why do you care

Joe: why do you think

Ronnie: i keep telling you i dont

Joe: braindead sounds ideal

Ronnie: horse girl not about to suffocate you

Joe: she would if I let her, like

Joe: 🍈🍈

Ronnie: wait til theres a chance ill choke on my vomit next time christ

Joe: so lay back and I’ll tell you some more

Ronnie: ok go

Joe: [go on about Sophie in a way I shall not even bother but let us assume it is crude and rude af]

Ronnie: [we’re not into poor Soph but they clearly are]

Joe: [just fuck and get it out the way lads, so rude to everyone else rn]

Ronnie: [honestly, but hopefully at this dinner party because Jamie jealousy will be off the charts]

Joe: [Charlie gon have to keep quiet ‘til you home lmao]

Joe: Any luck?

Ronnie: got no pasta shapes in my system have i

Ronnie: but why the fuck are you not lurking to save me

Joe: you want me to swallow the bile for you then, okay

Joe: the last one looked deep

Ronnie: deep enough if you wanna pussy out and spit instead

Joe: I don’t

Joe: where are you

Ronnie: dorothys

Joe: he in?

Joe: if I have to show him it’s brotherly concern you’ll only die quicker

Ronnie: nosey cunt wouldve stopped me

Joe: Yeah

Joe: I can say sorry if you want or I can just come patch you up and not lie first

Ronnie: i dont need your help

Joe: I know

Joe: purely wanna save you for my own complex and to be loving life even harder

Ronnie: wank off about the sos from the other day thats it i cant top you carrying me out til the bleeding stops

Joe: I’m coming over

Joe: you’ve got time to lock the door if you really don’t want me to come in

Joe: can get my own shattered glass without breaking his windows

Ronnie: he must like you to have given you his address

Ronnie: but not enough to overshare the door dont lock cos i broke it 💔

Joe: or am I better stalker than you give credit

Joe: thanks for the tip, baby

Ronnie: youd have been waiting for me to get here not the other way round

Joe: You do want me to read your mind

Joe: maybe a lobotomy will help

Ronnie: hot

Ronnie: reading your mind you want me to pass out before you fuck me but its not that deep

Joe: the wound or the vIbEzzZ

Ronnie: this your coming out cos you sound like charlie

Joe: just trying to turn you off, don’t want blood to gush out

Ronnie: liar youd be made up to see that

Joe: not hiding in the bushes yet

Joe: slow down

Ronnie: youre used to being the big brother i get it

Joe: Something like that

Ronnie: i know how to ride a bike without stabilisers or whatever the fuck

Joe: and tie your shoes

Joe: it’s alright, we’ve established I’m not a paedo

Joe: what can’t you do then

Ronnie: err what a nonce would say

Ronnie: read music we also fucking established

Joe: you teach me how to shoot myself up, I’ll teach you how to

Ronnie: not a fair swap i dont need to learn how

Joe: You don’t wanna be a babysitter either, so you’ve said

Ronnie: you dont like me any more or what

Joe: Of course I do

Joe: You got me my own dealer first

Ronnie: you asked me to 1st

Joe: How did I?

Ronnie: what else is ? for a plug without giving a fuck if ive rattled myself into a ditch

Joe: If I talked to you as much as I felt like

Joe: You’d tell me to fuck off more than you already do

Joe: I’ve got no clue where the line is, how much you want me to care

Ronnie: what line

Ronnie: i dont want you to care

Joe: Tough shit

Joe: I didn’t ask you to get me a dealer

Ronnie: you fucking did

Joe: I just didn’t wanna see you suck dick on my behalf, alright, that’s all

Joe: what you do for yourself is your business

Ronnie: calm down nothing i do is for you

Joe: 👌

Ronnie: dont call her then

Joe: you on commission?

Ronnie: 🖕

Joe: If I do, you’ll still have to see me

Ronnie: youll see me bleed out on the kitchen floor 1st

Joe: You’re a pro, I know you’re being overly-dramatic

Ronnie: at opening as many veins as itll take to not have to see you again yeah

Joe: to make me hurry*

Joe: I’m on the tube

Joe: you have to live in the middle of nowhere

Ronnie: no fixed address i told you

Joe: ❗️

Joe: if there’s a break-up or a thruple, you can have the extra room

Joe: makes sense now

Ronnie: it dont make sense you reckon we can afford any extras however far out

Joe: like you said, she’ll get homesick and chuck it in even if Marc won’t dump his girlfriend

Ronnie: if she does youll be homeless too like unless his missus is gonna cover the costs of the en suite for you

Joe: you can have my room, it’s the smallest

Joe: they can have the en-suite palace and I’ll take theirs, which is not next to the others 👌

Ronnie: not that youve thought loads about it

Joe: if you heard her disney playlist everyday, you’d think about it as well

Ronnie: id think about killing her or myself not a cosy little bed swap

Ronnie: shed never hack living with me nor would you

Joe: well that thought is never far from the front of my mind

Joe: if you need the bed, you know it’s yours

Ronnie: get it through your head i need fuck all from you

Joe: yeah, yeah

Ronnie: theres this way of living when youre not inside your ma in every possible sense course you aint heard about it

Joe: you need to prove you’re self-sufficient ‘cos no one’s ever given a shit about you but Charlie and the other one

Joe: I’m aware you’ve made it to your old age without me, you’re alright

Ronnie: i need to be it the only proofs im not dead yet baby

Ronnie: you need me to be old cos im not in a fucking coma & you cant get it up else

Joe: I’d rather be in the coma myself but you can be too

Joe: not calling dibs

Ronnie: oldest gets 1st dibs

Joe: *until the youngest cries about it so much you get told to give in to shut ‘em up

Ronnie: try me

Joe: you know you can’t hack my crying

Joe: does your head in SO much

Ronnie: save it for when you need lube or horse girl is gonna be coming after you with the leftover glue so you can never fucking leave her

Joe: come at you with the needle and sew us together, babe

Joe: unlucky

Ronnie: more than unlucky if i cant bust a stitch open to be the dead girl you want

Joe: you’re the dead girl I want already come on

Ronnie: til i teach you how to 💉 yourself

Joe: nah

Ronnie: 💘

Joe: looking well deformed these days, my one

Ronnie: could cut it out know youd be made up for the matching needlework

Joe: you play mad professor I’ll play corpse

Ronnie: long as i dont have to play nice

Joe: know what you take me for, actually, but no

Joe: obviously not

Ronnie: cant take you anywhere even if i did wanna

Joe: god imagine the dent in your street cred, sis

Ronnie: if i could cry i obviously would

Joe: repression or fucked tear ducts from all the 😭 you been doing

Ronnie: what im that baby faced youre taking me for a newborn now

Joe: nah, mr i don’t fuck kids here, remember

Joe: plus kids are always calling 999 by mistake and they’d get there before me

Joe: maybe, depends how many people have stabbed other people today

Ronnie: id have got the numbers up but ive been busy like

Joe: gotta make time for you, babes

Joe: it’s called self-care

Ronnie: ask me what with

Ronnie: shittest stalker ever you are

Joe: go on

Joe: school us

Ronnie: cant cry cos when i was linking you with a plug you dont want i was getting myself linked with your meds

Ronnie: best guess as a better stalker than you & less basic white girl than your crazy ex

Joe: 💡 fairplay

Joe: won’t tell you any other side-affects, see if you can guess ‘em right

Ronnie: i wasnt gonna take em but you want me to get you so bad

Joe: yeah misunderstood white boy is selling less these days

Joe: help a brother out

Ronnie: fuck all has happened so i probably cant

Joe: 💔 oh well

Joe: they’re nothing exciting, even though I managed to get the highest dosage they’ll do

Ronnie: maybe mines off for not giving you the benefit of the doubt when i could continue reckoning youre such a pussy

Joe: you’ll forget by tomorrow, no problem

Ronnie: neither brother is gonna let me if they walk in on me microdosing theyll reckon its a getting well party and get the deccies out

Joe: only so many times you can just kidding that ‘fore it gets old

Joe: we’ll go out, when I get there

Ronnie: where you kidnapping me to baby

Joe: I know enough to know it’s all wrong turns and blindfolds, not giving you a map

Ronnie: if its a&e no cunts finding your body even with a map

Joe: piss off

Ronnie: give us a clue

Joe: I’ll mark it with an X if you do me

Ronnie: if you ever fucking get here

Joe: if we were sewn together this wouldn’t be a problem

Ronnie: wanting to look like twins so nobodyll give a shit that you wanna fuck me would be something youd think about on the tube mckenna

Joe: they run in my old man’s DNA so have to look for those bastards instead

Joe: all I know about hers is addiction

Ronnie: course he does fuck alls your own idea

Ronnie: if hes got a sister even a meff nancy drew like youll be able to find bastards they had together

Joe: loads, Catholic, remember

Joe: twins kid is black though so process of elimination

Ronnie: cute how that runs in your family too like

Joe: guess so

Joe: not like it’s that crazy a concept

Ronnie: not like youve ever met an irish catholic who werent a saint yeah

Joe: it’s a fucked place to live

Joe: really third world in that respect

Ronnie: your real da is who you wanna look for if hes got no bastards going about its cos he cant knock anyone up

Joe: that your all men are pigs stance

Joe: alright courtney calm down

Joe: I’m out now anyway, don’t need a real mum or dad to come rescue us from the priests and that

Ronnie: nah its a fact unless his twin kept going up the backstreet or he was only sticking it in her other 2 holes

Joe: they didn’t really grow up together

Joe: he left when he was 15

Joe: maybe she was a late bloomer, happy days

Ronnie: 💔 your ma wasn’t then i wouldnt be here

Joe: no dig about how you’re dying now anyway ‘cos I’m taking so long?

Joe: you must be fading fast and not just being a dramatic bitch

Joe: good thing I’m in [wherever we ended up locating y’all] now

Ronnie: shut up i said its not that deep

Ronnie: youre the dramatic bitch legging it here for a fucking scratch

Joe: you wanted me to

Ronnie: you want to i dont give a shit

Joe: right, that’s what I meant

Ronnie: you can stop with the gay shit i told you hes not here

Joe: gays don’t own sarcasm

Ronnie: they own getting attached to cunts fast who dont care

Joe: awh, you being replaced rn?

Ronnie: horse girl wishes

Joe: Can’t catch a break or a man that one

Ronnie: after a pity fuck with you who knows what shed catch

Joe: you wanna infect her by-proxy, you’re so blatant

Ronnie: i shouldve got you to bring her my bloods everywhere

Joe: adding her puke to the mix would make it interesting, sure

Joe: bet she knows first aid

Ronnie: if youre too pussy to break my ribs yourself get back on the tube

Joe: threaten me with a good time

Ronnie: i just did

Joe: without meaning it, yeah

Ronnie: try and hurt me i mean it

Joe: [why do y’all always set the tension so high lads lmao, we know but]

Ronnie: [me and my boo here like calm down you can’t hook up yet but they are both like !!!!]

Joe: [shouldn’t have let you get on that train sir but you would so]

Ronnie: [I shouldn’t let her open her mouth ever but here we are]

Joe: [forreal lmao]

Ronnie: [gotta draw an x on him in her blood when he shows up before we can do a more permanent one however we are either as a scar or tattoo so soz for increasing the tension even more lol]

Joe: [just got to stare at her for ages and then shove her away very dramatically ‘cos you can’t, head through to whichever room she was bleeding in to assess/gawp at]

Ronnie: [she’s gotta lol like well if that’s the best you can do at trying to hurt me I’m not worried]

Joe: [‘whaddya use?’ and just going through this flat as if you’ve been here before/were invited by anyone but Ronnie vaguely because manners can’t matter when we’ve gone this far already]

Ronnie: ['what, you didn't

touch yourself enough on the tube?' but we are obvs showing him whatever we did use because it's just another way to flirt and we can use it to make that x happen so]

Joe: [shakes head ‘spill too much and they emergency stop’ and a look like do I look like I wanna be on a psychward but in a 😏 don’t answer that way, doing our own tallies with it, of course]

Ronnie: ['we're walking then' like where are you taking me don't get comfy bitch]

Joe: [little disbelieving lol like excuse me princess ‘your carriage was unavailable’

Ronnie: ['no shit the horse is dead busy']

Joe: [‘I ain’t taking you to a stable’]

Ronnie: ['that's where we ain't going, now tell me where the fuck we are' because we're like an excited kid about this]

Joe: [it’s cute and we clearly think so even if we’re distracting ourselves with this self-harm so we don’t go too far, unrelated but I haven’t thought where yous are going lmao but I’m vibing something London but something she wouldn’t have done, something music related, also if it has like, kid vibes, bonus, I’ll have to look so just keeping tight-lipped to be annoying and surveying the bloody carnage he’s now added to ‘you want to clean up?’]

Ronnie: [it'd be cute if there was something like thinktank but for music instead of science but idk if that exists anyways in answer to that question she's just gonna remove her top or whatever like yeah it do have blood on even though we know that's not what he means because we're still in a flirty mood despite how annoying his non reply is]

Joe: [that’s what I’m vibing but likewise have no idea, I’m sure there is shit though and you could find it Joseph, anyway, truly the this is fine meme about that ‘cos you can’t turn away 😳 but also boy don’t, moving like you’re gonna come close to her though]

Ronnie: [soz Charlie cos she shamelessly threw her top on the floor and isn't gonna clean up any of this blood even on herself like I literally should say she goes to the sink and then to get clean clothes but instead we all know she's just gonna take Joe's jacket or whatever and put that on, thank god he's all about the layers]

Joe: [god bless the grunge

aesthetic, ‘do you do it in front of him?’ and touching the cuts that are still showing ‘cos you know there’s some still, and it is like when and where do you do this when you do not have a room lmao]

Ronnie: ['yeah' leaving it up to him whether he wants to think it's in an attention whore way cos we're still annoyed at that call out lol but realistically it's just because of how long they've known each other and how they be living, she's not actively trying to upset Charlie that much most of the time]

Joe: [‘does he do it?’ ‘cos we can’t imagine it from the little we know but also can’t imagine him just chilling if he isn’t as fucked as them]

Ronnie: [the facial expression equivalent of his amused lol earlier because no]

Joe: [dropping it even though you find this odd like don’t worry boy, the tea is he is getting over it and wanting her to stop, pulling the jacket sleeve to take her out the door like come on]

Ronnie: ['he knows what'll happen if he tries to stop me' cos you can't tell me that when they were younger he didn't do exactly that and she went ballistic but more importantly HOW DARE YOU BOO because that is 1000% a Fraze move and I'm dead]

Joe: [yes I thought it was legit for a parallel, enjoy the long trip back to central guys]

Ronnie: [idk how we are gonna stop you hooking up to fill the time other than the other people in close proximity lol]

Joe: [maybe a uni/work obligation can come in and he has to go like legit ‘cos that’d kill this off]

Ronnie: [personally devastated that means an iou for this cute date but I love how fuming she would be at never finding out where they were going]

Ronnie: [not to mention the not at all casual and public domestic they’d have would be such a fat mood and show she cares when she’s literally like umm what the fuck do you mean you’re leaving]

Joe: [love how blatant we both are individually]

Ronnie: [hard same]

Joe: They sprung that rehearsal on us last minute

Joe: I already said, I’d give you the funds and you could go do whatever

Ronnie: and i told you to go fuck yourself

Ronnie: or your cello

Joe: I wouldn’t have wasted my time let alone yours if I knew that was gonna happen

Joe: how would you go about fucking a cello, exactly

Ronnie: waste more of your own time figuring it out its your raging hard on for it

Joe: I can’t not go

Joe: they make you sign a bloodoath when you get in basically

Joe: no excuses

Ronnie: youd have found an excuse fast enough if id stuck a needle in your arm

Joe: no, I wouldn’t, ‘cos it wasn’t an option

Joe: there was already enough damage to hide

Ronnie: i dont give a shit what options youve got

Joe: right, tell it to the crowd that amassed, they might believe you a tiny bit more than I do

Joe: I’ll make it up to you, okay

Ronnie: thats what soft cunts wanna hear when you cant hide no more & since you reckon you wont be getting forced into treatment you get to keep your gob shut for all that being sorry bullshit

Joe: make it into something it ain’t ‘cos you can’t hack hearing it

Ronnie: i dont wanna hear from you end of

Joe: alright

Joe: see you around then

Ronnie: 🖕

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Chapter1

It had been 36 hours since she swiped right and surprisingly saw the words “its a match” appear on her phone screen. Thinking to herself “why did I even swipe on someone 3 hours away, let alone nearly 10 years younger. As if Im even going to meet him”

But it only took a few messages and his charm had her hooked.

Josie was laying there looking at the ceiling, a silly grin, red faced, torn between blocking his messages as this situation was just crazy stupid and not going to work, and wanting to take the day off work the next day to drive the 3 hours to jump his bones. She rolled over to check her phone one last time before going to sleep, forgetting about the mess she had just made of her sheets, rolling into the wet spot “oh yuck” and quickly jumping off only to land on her black vibrator, “ oh god damn”

Jumping out of bed, throwing her toy in her favourite special drawer under the bed, stripping the sheet off and heading for the shower to cool down.

Already naked, its not long before the warm water is running down her skin, leaning against the shower wall with her forearm, head resting on it, eyes closed, remembering the graphic chat she just had with her new young lover, the photos he sent, how hard his cock looked in those photos, how hard she had apparently made him. She could still feel the throbbing between her legs despite the huge orgasm she just had destroying her bed sheets. Despite that she slid her hand down over her breasts just the way he described, pinched her own hard dark nipples just the way he described, pulling and pinching just the right amount. Feeling her ribs between her breasts, his favourite spot apparently, before moving her hand between her legs, her smooth pubic area only recently waxed since rejoining the dating world. It felt so smooth so touchable so lickable. “God I wish he was here”. She slipped a finger between her wet lips, feeling the lubrication of her own bodily fluids compared to the water of the shower. parting her lips moving it to her own clit, just like he wanted to. Imagining he was there with his arms around her holding her against the shower wall, so gently rubbing her own clit, circling it, feeling the throbbing, gasping.

Josies knees began to buckle, “ oh fucking hell” she swore at her self, stopped what she was doing, turned the water off, dried her curvey but fit body, a body she was proud of for a 50 something, and climbed into the spare bed saved for her daughters visits and quickly fell asleep.

Braden smiled after sending Josie another goodnight message. His latest dating app match. His self confidence getting a much needed boost matching with the type of person he would always swipe right on knowing full well his chances were non existent. Out of his league, not good enough for, too young. Thinking it was another accidental swipe. But no he had just cleaned up after an orgasm helped along by steamy conversation and a seductive photo or two. In his head the likelihood of getting to do what they discussed was next to none. Sure she would be more interested in someone closer both in location and in age. Checking out quickly the two lingerie photos she had sent. Pinning his hopes on next time there being more Josie less lingerie.

A ghosting scare, some miscommunication, many orgasms, R rated pics and videos and even phonesex for the next 14 days and Braden had booked a hotel room in Josies home town. The anxiety was great for them both but the sexual chemistry controlled their usually sensible minds and they couldnt wait any longer to meet. He sat at the bar Josie recommended on his second drink waiting, hoping she will show, at the same time so anxious if she didnt he would be relieved of sorts. Every time he heard the door he would turn to check fruitlessly. About to order a third he feels a hand on his shoulder and breath on his neck as he hears “ are you going to order me one too”

Quickly spinning around with a big grin and a lump in his throat unable to put the right words together he suddenly stopped himself short to take in the sight before him. He had seen nearly all of Josie at some stage over the last two weeks in one form or another, but here she was before him, looking for more beautiful than he had words for, in a little black dress like they fantasised over, with a plunging cleavage just as he described to her as his favourite, the breasts that she proudly claims to be that of someone 20 years younger still sitting pertly, the tape holding the dress in place unseen, the lack of bra obvious to those lucky enough to have a long enough look. Although the dress almost reached her knee, the split on her left thigh almost reaching pantie height. Braden was star struck, his fantasy was coming to life.

She smiled at him then reached forward placing her finger lightly under his chin in the motion of helping him pick his jaw up off the floor, “well did I do well? it was the best I could find in this town”

He stammered “ oh wow Im just lost for words, you are just perfect” Finally composing himself to stand and pull out a stool for her, so flustered he hadnt even given her a hug.

“Oi” Josie exclaimed. He turned to see her arms out awaiting a hug.

They embraced tightly, the awkwardness of a first meeting still there, but relieved it had finally got to that point, the hug ending with a kiss on the cheek and lingering silent eye contact as they both took a seat.

The first couple drinks went down very quickly the conversation flowed, mostly about the pre meeting anxiety and logistics of being there. The bar got louder, the longer they stayed the closer they needed to get to hear each other talk, but they didnt complain for a second.

The band began to play, they listened through the first song , Bradens hand on Josies bare thigh, smiling, the second song started he leaned into whisper in her ear so that should would hear, “Im so glad you are here” his lips brushing her ear, cheeks sliding over each other as he pulls away, they look into each others eyes, the look on her face of acceptance that shes in the right place right now with the right person, the look of thankyou in her eyes. She reaches out pulling her body against his, pulling her head against his strong chest. Braden quickly reacted holding her tight, one hand softly on the back of her head the other around her waist, holding her tight, letting her get the emotional moment out. She pulled back a little gave him a peck on the cheek and excused herself to the bathroom.

Braden ordered two more drinks, opened up his phone to check messages, and deleted the dating app off his phone, all with a childish grin on his face. Josie returned with a spring in her step and a huge smile. Grabbing her drink off the bar holding it up to toast the evening “ to us” Throwing back the drink in a few large mouth fulls. “Thats the last drink babe” grabbing his hand. He feels her hand inside us but theres something else there, he pulls his hand away to check what, realising its the feel of lace, looking down to see a white lacey gstring in his hand just like he requested in their sexy chat. Looking up with a stunned face to get a cheeky wink and smile back.

Braden clasped the gstring tight in his hand and held it up to his face taking in his new lovers scent before placing them into his pocket. Giving Josie a wry grin he takes her hand leading her through the crowd and out the doors. His hotel only two blocks away he had one thing in mind. They made it fifty metres and Josie pulled his hand back as they passed a shop alcove. “Come here you idiot” pushing him against the wall and throwing herself at him, his arms immediately wrapping around her pulling her in tight as he leaned down, Josie placing her hands on his face pulling him, then nervous hesitation and both giving a quick peck, but the passion again takes over, and in no time there lips are joined, parted and tongues are meeting with intense passion. Flicking and exploring each others mouths, Bradens hand sliding down over Josies waist and onto her ass, digging in his finger tips and pulling her closer, she responds by kissing harder and pushing her hips against his groin. Her ass felt just as he hoped, now knowing its bare beneath the thin material of her dress his arrousal was off the charts, he could feel how hard he was in his pants as it was squashed between their bodies. He couldnt control himself, and slid his hand into the slit on her dress sliding it under the material and back onto her ass getting lost in that moment he even stopped kissing to take in how good that felt, the slightly cool smooth skin feeling so good he was mesmerised. Till he realised Josie had undone his top few buttons and dug her teeth into his chest to get his attention. Snapping out of it, looking down at she looked back up with an innocent pout. They stared for what felt like minutes, Josies gaze suddenly becoming more devious as she slipped her hand between them and gripped the bulge in his pants, motioning for him to lean down whispering in his ear “ I want this inside me” giving a gentle squeeze. Spinning on the spot and walking off, “well come on!!”

The walk back to the hotel was swift , barely speaking. He could barely take his eyes off her ass and legs. A quick smile to the young girl at the reception desk, pretending she didnt know exactly what was about to happen. One flight of stairs later rather than waiting for the elevator, they burst through the door of room 110 slamming the door shut. They both then stopped. Josie took a step back. "Take it all off" she demanded. He eagerly stripped it all off till he freed his hardening cock. She looked down, smiling, excited to see it in real life at last,"lay down" He laid back on the bed looking her up and down eager for what comes next. Making her way to him still dressed straddling his much larger body. Looking him in the eyes. Leaning down to hold both his hands against the pillows and placing her lips on his, pushing her tongue into his mouth. They melted into one another kissing slowly deeply passionately.

The kiss got deeper and more passionate, tongues flicking each others, hands exploring but barely even realising what they are doing. Braden suddenly uses his size and strength to flick Josie off of hi and onto her back, his turn to hold her down by her wrists. He smiles at her as they stare into each others eyes.

“Promise me youll lay there till I say so?” He questioned.

She just nodded.

he let go of her wrists and stood, dragging her legs to the edge of the bed, he knelt beside the bed till he was between her legs. Lifting her dress to expose her smooth soft skin, leaning down he softly kisses her left thigh, the kiss lingering, then moves to the other. Softly digging in his teeth, increasing the pressure waiting to find the point she reacts. Hearing a whimper, he stops, moving his lips to her soft pink wet lips. He gives them a peck like he would a simple peck on the cheek, She didnt even need to say anything but he could sense her desire for more as she lifted her hips. He gives them another kiss. this time lingering and finishing with a soft suck. Then stopping to blow cold breath on them. She lets out another whimper, this time he cant hold back any longer, pushing his tongue between her lips as far as he could push it inside her wet hole, so slowly licking deeply upwards through her pussy then over the smooth skin between her lips upwards and over her clit. Just the one deep forceful lick. Moving to trace the tip of his tongue around her wet protruding lips, up one side then the other, circling her sensitive clit. Arms wrapped around her legs to hold her hips down as they started to lift up into his mouth, his tongue licked deep and long one more time. The moans escalating. Finally moving to concentrate on her clit, sliding his tongue upwards till he found just the right spot, licking oh so gently, and slowly, the moans coinciding with his licks,

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In town for a bit on business, he wants to have some casual fun. 5 inches and THICK- his emphasis. Hes at the top end of length for my preference, but self describing it as thick got my attention. Sometimes theres just an instant connection or chemistry, drawing you in so fast with a new person you just kind of dance around the usual screening process.

Described his cock as 7. Average height, better than average build, green eyes. Hes my age, 31, but with the right combination of personality and body- I can look past it. Gimme that thick dick. This Ginger was respectful and straight to the point from the get-go on Plenty of Fish. Hes former Army- he had a pic up in his dress uniform. He sends me his number, we text briefly, and make the plan to meet that same day.

I appreciated his ability to be direct without being rude or vulgar. I like em young and hung! Also, I give it a 95% hes well endowed- orange is the new Black. At no point did he ask for nudes, or ask endless intimate questions- I give it a 50/50 chance of being a satisfactory encounter given our lack of communication beforehand, but I cant resist a Ginger to save my life.

He passed with flying colors. Im telling you, this isnt rocket science. I feel my lady business respond immediately. In our very brief texting we went over our Dos and Donts, as well as both agreeing we like aggressive AND passionate sex. Dont ever forget that.

The way hes kissing me I can already tell this will likely be a very good encounter. " Its early afternoon, what a great way to spend it. Upon his arrival I am freshly showered, bed is made, and Im wearing t-shirt that says "MEETS OR EXCEEDS EXPECTATIONS. He sits next to me, we awkwardly exchange hellos, and then he moves right in to kissing me. Not overly eager, not sloppy, makes you want it right meow.

Hes not pushing my body down while shoving his tongue down my throat. He starts lifting up my shirt after pawing me and groping for the goodies- having discovered my nipples are pierced and briefly sucking them, its time for layers to come off.

He peels his layers off as Im taking mine off and comes right back to mauling me so expertly I couldnt resist. Hes kissing me like hes excited to see me, and hes real good at it. Hes maneuvering me onto my back while he takes a top position.

Moving his head lower he pulls my panties off but with such reckless abandon theyre still on my left leg. Good kissers are also known to be good lovers, from my observation. Youre taking your clothes off, too. I dont recognize the alphabet hes writing, maybe its Spanish.

The moment he kisses my thighs its all over. His eagerness to put his mouth on my slit is palpable. He didnt just dive face first into my nonsense salad- first he ran his tongue up my outer labia on both sides and it felt soft and gentle and GIVE ME MORE. Fuck God sounds totally different when Im cumming and yelling nonsense. Right around now is where I learned Im actually bilingual, but whatever language I was stuttering out can only be whispered or shouted; theres no in between.

Oh my god hes licking my asshole- I have sex Tourettes. Do you think Jesus and God can tell youre not swearing AT them? he pushes my legs up and licks up and down, then just down. I can barely take it, stretched to maximum capacity for comfort, and even then hes mildly uncomfortably large. And it consists mostly of very short, hostile sounding 4 letter words.

DONT STOP, DONT STOP, DONT STOP. Once he was done tracing and teasing I felt the warm, wet touch of his whole mouth open around my clitoris, moving his tongue in ways I cant imagine or describe. Holding my body close to his and pushing his hips up into me, my limbs instinctively wrap around him like a slutty octopus. His length is perfectly spot on- any longer and he just wouldve www.abby winters.com been too much.

GOD DAMN YOU HAVE A BIG DICK. Pushing my limits for size, I question if my lungs have enough room to inflate fully while hes all the way inside. Id put him right around 7 inches in length, my preference being 6.

With my pelvis lifted to the right level, hed shove his tongue in me as my insides start to contract with the orgasm. Literally cumming on his tongue. For sure hes wearing the biggest condom commercially manufactured, or a trash bag. My hips would buck but his arms would find their way around them and hold them in place, while my legs stretched upward trying to walk on the ceiling. We didnt transition out of missionary, he sat up and spread my legs wide while plunging into me with force and conviction.

He rolls on a condom and pushes himself inside me- my eyes rolled back so far I saw memories from my childhood. I sound maybe like a dying rabbit as my fingers pull his short hair and hold his head firmly in place. I didnt keep count, I was much too busy screaming his praises to the Gods.

He gets his and we collapse away from each other. As soon as I begin to cum, back go the legs, down goes the head, and hed ride my climax on his face. When I would start to climax, hed withdraw quickly and push my legs up around my head. He puts his underwear back on and Im guessing hes leaving now, sad times, but then he hops back onto the bed and I take the opportunity to snuggle up into his armpit and touch on his body while I bask in the afterglow.

He does this for every single orgasm. Im wrapped around him and mostly content. I cant get my mouth around it right, my hand doesnt wrap around it. Its awkward to handle, do I need a license? I feel like my certs are out of date because this newfangled cocktraption is just outside of my scope of experience.

Good Lord, who taught you to do that? I gift him my mouth because hes more than earned it. I could definitely go for more, but hes not some 20-something with endless stamina. He pounds away at me from different positions, I like him behind me because I like his stroke and how he braces himself by holding my hips down. Clearly he gets most of his satisfaction from pleasing his lady.

Im not going to argue, and somebody has been listening to my thoughts and dreams again because this man was made in a fucking lab just for me. The sun goes down around 4pm right now so thats not a good indicator either. what even is time, man. Im amused I come across that way- Im all about those afterglow cuddles.

Between our rounds we break for cuddles and snuggles- he confesses he assumed, from my profile on PoF, that he was to go after the first round and I wasnt much for affection or cuddling afterward. He enjoys the cuddles too, and doesnt like to just leave after a hookup unless thats her preference. Please me you thick dick Georgia peach!

Take care of your partner after you fuck them. He enjoys my head game but it just makes him want to fuck me. He gets off twice more and I have no idea how much time has passed. HOLD MEEEEEEEEEEE, pet my hair and tell me Im pretty. Fool I dont get to round 3 very often with men in their supposed prime, so whos more thrilled! Hes an intuitive partner and he reads my cues very well, plus he just wants to bring me all the pleasure.

Apparently he doesnt get to round 3 very often, and hes kind of thrilled about it. His size is intimidating and hes more shaped for vaginal feel goods. I like how he lays it down, and I like anal with the right partner. He admits hes never been able to have anal successfully, and I can understand why.

The way hes shaped, getting the head in is not the hard part- he gest wider towards the middle and base, like a fucking road cone. I dont doubt that hell follow my lead and respect my signals if things get too intense. The last time things started heating up Im on my belly and hes pressing the head of his monster cock on my asshole- Im doing word problems in my head about the likelihood of this being a good idea or not.

He apologizes for cumming too soon- I had to hold back my school girl giggle. He flipped me over and fucked me hard up until I told him to say my magic words. What a dear, sweet lover. He actually thought he owed me an apology after our FOURTH consecutive romp. Tell me you love fucking me. Ive got shit to do as well. 10/10 would fuck again.

I tell him point-blank Id like to see him again before he leaves, he happily agrees. We were unable to make it happen, he was just too big and we didnt do enough warmup, but I took about half of him before tapping out. He texts me asking what my plans are for the evening, as hed like abby winters galleries to grab a couple of beers and a late dinner.

Fast forward 24 hours. When posed with options like this, I always ask WHY NOT BOTH? I tell him Im going to shower and meet him at the restaurant bar near his hotel, he instructs me to bring my lube. I dont really do compromises. Or I could come over to his hotel room after and he could just fuck my brains out all night.

Maybe Id like to join him? In the time it took me to excitedly shower and keelhaul the warts off my body, my phone starts showing notifications of other interested men folk. The words fall out of his mouth and he explodes seconds later, to his own surprise. why end with a OR when theres always an AND?

He tells me I cant miss him at the restaurant bar- hes wearing a cowboy hat. (You thought that hyperlink went to the movie reference, didntcha? CANT TALK NOW, THICKEST DICK EVER WANTS TO TAKE ME TO POUND TOWN! Oh goody, I know what Im wearing later. Can honestly say hes a good one.

Test me, Ive got true grit. ) The company was great, hes fun to talk to. Cleaned up, its time for him to go he has things to do. As were leaving I ask how many Magnum XL condoms he has- he says 4. He confesses he doesnt generally have his lady spend the night because hes very affectionate and waking up next to someone hes spent the better part of the night pleasing, can lead to him having feelings.

We need to buy more, STAT. I feel like a teenager again. We talk about our kids, divorce, he tells me about his previous military experience, and what hes doing now. Rolling into Wal-Mart at that hour, with giant shit-eating grins on our faces, buying only condoms.

You think youre big, you aint big until you must have custom condoms. I get what youre saying, were gonna fool around and then I gotta GTFO. Sexy Ginger man with a good head on his shoulders and giant cock, somebody please snatch this man up quick haha or dont, and let him keep sharing that beautiful endowment with all the ladies.

Back to the hotel room, we barely make it to the bed and hes on me. Details from here are fuzzy, but he went down for ages and we fucked around in every position. Dont get it twisted; theres approximately 10 million condoms in my purse, but they wouldnt fit him. Remember, if youre hard to size on either end of the spectrum theres a UK company called TheyFit that you can enter your measurements into and theyll get you fitted with one of their 66 sizes.

We took a smoke break before trying www.abby winters yoga abby winters.com (linked site) again, and he tells me hes half Mexican. This perfect Ginger man is also a beaner. He was made just for me. While he was behind me licking and sucking my clit, shoving his tongue inside my pussy and my asshole, I hear the top of the lube bottle click. At some point I wore his Stetson when we come back inside, naked.

He positions himself at the backdoor and gently adds pressure until I whimper or tense up. Working together slowly, gently, following my vocal cues I take him to the base. Pushed to the hilt we pause. Its more than mildly uncomfortable, but if we take it slow itll feel great.

I can feel it cold and slippery, then hear him stroking it on himself. I swear to Kylie Minogue I cant make this stuff up. Im a little drunk- 3 drinks on a mostly empty stomach, Ill sit on your lap and call you Daddy if you want. He picks up the pace, we start talking dirty to each other. I have not been quiet at all during any of this, but now Im incapable of controlling the primal animal noises Im bleating into the bedding.

He was having some performance issues but was bound and determined to make sure I enjoyed our time as much as possible. I can feel him shaking a bit, hes going to cum soon. Its late, the booze and orgasms are sedating me.

Hes down close on me, wrapping his big hands around mine, entwining our fingers, crossing arms under my chin as he grinds into me. I tell him to withdraw slowly. I wake up hazily to roll over and his arms find their way around me again, hes a perfect big spoon. After several loud, amazing orgasms, he gets down close and pushes himself inside me all at once.

Rocking into me Im wrapped around him in my koala hug. Hes holding me and Im lost in it. I awake fully to him sliding down the bed, tossing my right leg over and burying his face in my morning pussy. Digging my fingers into his back and pulling his short hair, I dont want it to end. Im cold and reach for a sheet, he covers us immediately and Im back out like a light.

He slows down but hes plunging into me with the kind of force and quivering body that lets me know its now. Pushing my skirt up, pulling my panties to the side, he takes my box in his mouth and I hold on for dear life, staring up at the mirrored ceiling I get to watch myself almost cum in his mouth.

Morning sex was more passionate, and a bit briefer. Hes even kissing me with my dragon breath. We havent even hit the floor button yet. When we get to the ground floor we smoke together outside, recap our enjoyment with each other. My back hurts from how he so violently throws my legs back to eat my pussy while Im cumming, both my pussy and asshole are recovering from their respective stretching and beating, and Im walking on a broken toe.

We get dressed together, and he goes to walk me out but as soon as the elevator door closed he dropped to his knees. He tells me after two days with me, he wont be able to fuck for a week. God damn that was good. He reaches up, hits L, and continues his works. 10/10 would fuck any time. I am completely satisfied. This will happen one week from now, when he has free time again.

I scamper home to sit on frozen bags of peas, pound water, and cuddle all my pillows. tt/2i9A4Cy /u/DDfnord Link is directly to this story http://ift. This entry on my sex blog has hyperlinks, if youd like to see it in full I write on WordPress and the blog name is All The Dicks.

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A long steak.

It was the end of April and fat girl season had just ended so it was time to get rid of the bbw and find an active tall sporty girl for the spring time. I never been much of a dating person but my friends insisted that i find someone to be with. I was constantly bugging them all the time and they said I needed a women in my life. I guess they were right since they were all married and I was the only one out the group that was still single. It’s not like I never dated I just had enough of the childish games plus I’m 36 how can i find someone at my age. I’m getting to old. But then again I’ve been seeing a lot of ads and commercial lately especially Friday night’s when I’m home alone.maybe it’s a sign I need to start looking.

I figure I’ll try the commercial Match.com that I keep seeing .

So that night I sign up it seem ok at first, you answer a bunch of questions then you see who like you. Or who you match with but then they want you to pay to see. I didn’t see the point of paying it seem like a scam.

So I went to another website pof.com plenty of fish… That was one hell of a experience same bull shit, different site. What made this one different is they had prostitutes and hookers on this site… But I figure why not keep searching at least I don’t have to pay to see who like me. So I finally started talking to a chick. The conversation was going real good until she broke the news. She text me one day…..

“Hey I gotta tell you something before we go any further”…

My mind started wondering what the hell could she be wanting to tell me.maybe she had kids. I looked at her profile again naww can’t be kids.

Fuck it , I text back What is it.

“I’m a man” he text back.

On the inside I was turning into the hulk ready to smash his ass and kill him. I looked at his picture in the profile. I’m not use to this shit, the motherfucker got me good. I sent that shit to My homegirl cause I needed to make sure I’m not tripping.

Hey does this look like a women or a man she busted out laughing!

Bruh that’s a man wtf bro please don’t tell me you talking to him

Mannnnn! I got tricked… ima call you back I need to set this straight. I hung up and send a straight forward message.

“Please do not contact me no more! I am on this earth for pussy I am not gay nor confuse.”

I immediately logged out. After that humiliation and experience I figure I’ll give it a week before I try any other sites.

I remember a month ago I’ve overheard someone at my job talking about a site where he “smashed” a lot of females on the first night. Me personally I think someone that brag about getting pussy a lot doesn’t really get it, it’s really annoying as fuck. I be wanting to say who give a fuck but I don’t be trying to argue. The site was okcupid.com, I never gave it a go because I’m looking for a women not a hoe. But anything is better than POF.COM.

Later that evening I went home and downloaded the app it seem pretty solid and had similar features to the other apps I downloaded. They also had exclusive feature such as “the swiper”. You can swipe right if like the person swipe left if you don’t. I didn’t care about looks nor did I feel like or had the time to sit and read profiles so I swipe right for every female. At first it was cool, I met a chick named Julia on there, but then it turn out she was a little to crazy for me. she admitted she was bi polar. I don’t know if I have the patience, I had to end that quick. good thing I didn’t give her my number. I started reading profile after that but then these girls profiles be sounding depressing especially when you see stuff like. “My parents recently died looking for some comfort” “Looking for a man that can take care of me” “Getting old i need some children from a rich man” Sometimes being single is the best route, then again it sucks not being able to share a off day with someone and though I’ve been to a lot of countries would have been nice to have had a lady with me.. It’s been 6 years since my last relationship and I’ve gotten so much stronger mentally over the years it’ll be hard to change that Sigh…. Then again who wants to be pushing 40 and be alone. I guess I’ll keep looking. I started talking to another chick by the name of abe, she was 34 nice slim chick the conversation was going good until we started talking about kids. She was telling me about how her sisters all have kids and she the only one that haven’t had any. I ask her how many she want. Her response was 5. Then she follow up by telling me that she loves sex and when her man cums she don’t let him pull out. I couldn’t believe my ears, I had to escape asap. I had to think of something unattractive quick to say. “Well I’m sorry but uh, I got fixed. I can t have kids” Ain’t no coming back from that. I didnt care this girl crazy I’m not trying to have 5 kids in this ecomnoy, I’m the wrong person she talking too. Oh wow, I didn’t know, she said. Well I’m sorry I don’t think this going to work. On the inside I’m jumping up and down all excited and shit that I avoid this crazy chick. But in reality I responded…. “Aww dont be like that, we can adopt if you want to” No I want my own kids she said. “Well I can’t change the pass but I really enjoy the conversations. Well I guess I’ll talk to you later. Bye.” Dodge a bullet there. Thank god! I left this okcupid shit alone for a second I needed a breather I figure I’ll just see who like me, instead of me sending the first message. I waited a couple days try to take my mind off these few bad experiences fromthe site. Okcupid wasn’t the best but it was the best I seem so far from time to time I went back to pof but I kept getting prostitutes and a bunch of trans so I just left it alone for good. I went back to the site. I had about five girls that like my profile 3 of those girls were bbw… to bad it isn’t September.….. 1 girl sent me a message just saying hi another sent one saying “you’ll fine.” I naturally just went to the one that say I look good. I’m looking at her profile.. tall, plays basketball , likes rap and 32 years old no kids alright now let me see her photo… Hmm. Not bad, nice size tits, perfect size, no weeve at least not with the naked eye Very sexy and the outfit she had on was nice. I think I can dig it. Ok good enough. I sent a message back. You’ll very beautiful too. I was losing my patience with these sites and females, I had no more time for bullshit so I sent a disclaimer: “ I want to get to know I hope you can handle me I’m a very complex person” She replied I wanna get to know you too and I’m. It sure what you mean by complex I need better clarification. I didn’t respond wanted to let it pounder in her head for a sec. Give her something to think about. Sometimes you gotta say things and give people a chance to think about it before explaining yourself. That’s a broad statement anyway. Don’t get me wrong I’m not a bad man I’m really simple but nowadays simple is complex. Sometimes for some people they want to go through the struggle because that’s what they been use too.. I message back the next morning Morning beautiful! Morning! hey can you text me I can respond better that way. Aww shit! I got those digits.. Now I just have to have one conversation with her and I can get a date. I had a ways with my words because I was a car salesman so i read a lot of books on sales, analyzing and psychology. I responded of course I can. Better yet let me call you after work are you going to be up. Ok cool, I’m off tonight so I’ll be free she replied. I couldn’t wait i text my friend tyrone throughout the day. Sending pics of this chick. Ay bro what you think?… It’s something about getting unofficial approval from your homeboys it’s not like it matter at the same time it’s like a silent competition who can get the badest chick not just in looks but in qualities too. Is that you bro? Ya man I think she like me. I said Why you say that? Well she said I’m fine. That doesn’t mean nothing dude did you meet her yet. He said I replied no, but I will soon, ima try to set something up this weekend I been wanting to go to six feet under downtown it’s a nice restaurant that oversee the city heard they have live jazz and concerts, its a nice setting Well you have fun with that let me know how it go. Aight no problem, ima call her tonight hopefully she has good taste in food. Ttyl got another customer walking in. The day was going good, I made 3 sales. gotta love tax season. Everyone wants a new car for the summer time. I went home the good thing about my job I could test drive all the new cars and I had a gas card from the company. We just receive the brand new Mercedes jeep wagon, I’m more of a Acura guy but it was so sharp I couldn’t resist. It was so smooth an classy. I thought to myself what if I’m able to take her on a date in this maybe she’ll fall in love with me. Nawww.. it’ll be the car more than it’ll be me. I want a girl that’s down for me not a car. I drove home thinking how this conversation is gonna go. It was around 8pm I decided to go for it. I was little nervous hoping that this doesn’t turn out wired like the other girls. Hello she answered Hey how you doing I responded. I’m doing good how are you? I’m good I’m so glad tomorrow Friday I need a break Yea me too I hear ya. We begin talking about our careers and past jobs. Then we got into relationships…. aww shoot here it goes I ain’t had the best of luck I try to change the subject but she insisted I tell her about my past relationships… i couldnt say nothing but they drove me away from dating for six years I had enough and I felt I was losing control over my life and becoming someone I wasnt. I explain to her how it torn my heart in my recent relationship that I was cheated on. It wasn’t that she cheated on me that hurt it, it the fact that it was with someone in prison. How he get a phone inside..She asked. I wish i knew the answer to that. She went on to tell me about her past relationship and how her boyfriends abuse her emotionally and sometimes physically. It anger me when a women tells me they were physically abuse. A man to much of a coward that he feels he gotta hit a women. At that point I had to get off the subject. Good thing you know me cause I’ll never abuse you physically or emotionally I’ll walk away from you before I even think about touching you in that way.. so tell me something what kind of food you like?. I like all kinds! She said Ok good so when I take you out it won’t matter then huh. Im gonna take you to China cafeteria. And if you do that don’t be surprise if I don’t call you no more..ahe replied. I’ve laugh I’m just playing any women i take out will eat nothing but luscious food. Oh really now she said and where might that be.. Well for you we can start at six feet under this weekend there’s a group by the name of street jazz that’s performing and I wanted to see them how that sound. Hmm. Sounds interesting.. what kind of food? All kinds… good thing you like all kinds of food. Oh so you got a smart mouth I see. I smiled.they are famous for their steak but they serve all kinds of food.. so how does Saturday night sound? I can meet you down there at 530pm. sounds good she said. Ok ima talk to you later I have a big day tomorrow we having corporate come by. Ok talk to you later she responded. Yes I got a date! After 6 years I still got a little game. Now I got go shopping. The next day I asked my boss could I leave early I wanted to get a fresh haircut and do a little shopping for this big date. It’s been so long since I’ve treated myself to a nice outfit. my uniform was pretty much the best outfit I had. I was somewhat a workaholic never cared about the dress to impress bullshit. I already knew what shirt I wanted, a dashiki but i didn’t know how I would match since they are usually colorful shirts. I headed over in the hood.. the Westend mall. After picking out the shirt I got some help from a young lady for the jeans. I told her I would wear some sandals. She had the perfect jeans to match. It felt good shopping it was a relief.. finally went home and chilled the rest of the night. I text her the next morning confirming our date. I kept the conversation short because I didn’t want to run out of topics so fast. I started getting ready early in the day around Iron my cloths military style use by usher cologne and made sure everything was straight.….. i was finally dress I felt as good as I looked. Later that night I called her to hear her voice one more time before we finally met up. Everything was going so smooth and she was the first that got a chance to actually meet off these dating sites. I just hope all goes well. I decide to drive the Mercedes, I wasn’t trying to impress her but 1st impression is always important though. I just knew I would have to explain this car is not mine later on. I finally arrived I was a little early I sent her a text. Hey I just arrived im in the a white Mercedes jeep. Ok cool I’m five mins away. She finally pulled up in a Acura tl I couldn’t believe it she’s Acura fan too. She pulled up like she couldn’t believe I was in a g wagon. Because of my job I wasn’t so easily impress by Mercedes but for some reason I always loved the Japanese car family.especially Acura. I walked up to her nice to finally meet you you’ll even more beautiful in person. Thank you, you very handsome yourself. Nice car too by the way. Thanks it’s a company car.. Oh really, … Let’s go inside, it’s getting cold out here. Here you go I got something for you I handed her a jacket. I know the temp is going to drop and wasn’t sure if you knew that this is an outside setting. No i didn’t know, thank you that’s so sweet of you cause I don’t have a jacket. No problem….. Mama taught me well I didn’t have much of a dad but when I was in my mid 20s I met a pimp and he gave me a lot of pointers on women. I did everything I could remember open the door pull out the seat wait til she take her first bite, and pray over the food together. After getting seated It didn’t take me long to figure out what I wanted. But she couldn’t decide between t bone steak or top sirloin. . What’s the difference between the two? I asked It’s not much of a difference she said one is long and the other is fat and thick. I stare at her. oh really…which one do you prefer most of the time? I like the long sirloin most of the time but I heard the t bone is a lot more juicer. Why not get the sirloin go for what you like and then I’ll buy the other one for you to take home. Oh you’ll do that for me. Sure I want you to have a good night and have what ever you like. Oh really. Can I drive your car… I gave a her a smerk… like good one, nice try. Then I though about for a sec. Maybe It won’t be so bad. One block isn’t so bad. Sure I can let you do a 5 mile test drive. Really! She said. I could tell that made her happy she smile so hard. We finally ordered our food and talked for the next 15 mins. I told her my job duties and she was astound. Finally the food came. Ive never seen someone eat so fast, apparently she really like the g wagon. She ate half her food, received a to go box and took the rest with her I ended up doing the same thing. I wanted to stay for the jazz concert but I guess the plan changed. I gave her a tour of the car like I would at the dealership. We sat in the back seat. Wow I can’t believe it’s so big on the inside. I started showing her all the features. I showed her how the seats goes down and it’s so comfortable you can lay on it if you need to. She then laid down. Oh I can get a back rub back here. Or have a nice picknic She said. I responded, i used to be a massage therapist I can give you a quick massage if you like. Oh really. Yes but, not here, hop in I’ll let you drive us to one of my favorite spots in the city. I did security a long time ago at some apartments that had parking decks that over saw the city. I still had the keys to get in. We begin to drive. How does it feel do you like it. I love it she said. Ok good turn in here and go all the way up. We arrive at the apartments. Wow this is gorgeous do you stay here. No I use to work here. But it’s a beautiful scenery.. But you should be use seeing beautiful everyday, unless you don’t have a mirror. Aww thank you. Ok reverse park it right there. I got out the car let down the seat, do you want a shoulder massage or neck massage. Can I have both she asked. Sure. I touch her skin on the back., I haven’t felt something so soft in So long she had beautiful skin. I think I might have some lotion with me are you ok with that. Yes that’s fine. I grab the lotion and started massaging her back she suddenly got quiet I could tell it felt good it’s been years but my magic touch never went any where How does it feel? I asked It feels good? She said What you thinking about? I asked Nothing… Yea right I thought to myself, of course she a not gonna admit she getting all warm inside. I played it cool. An.important rule I’ve learned early: never bring up sex or go too far be bold but be respectful at the same time. Be patient. I begin to work my way to the front side of her neck… She was still quiet not saying nothing. I rub for neck for about 90 seconds, slowly making my way down to her tits I ddint want to go all the way down but I wanted to go just enough to rub the top. She was still sitting there quiet. Not saying nothing I started rubbing her neck and the top of her tits at the same time. Can you do me a favor she asked. What’s that ? Can you get my lower back. She took off her shirt nothing but bra on. I grab my lotion I could feel the tight spots in her back, I push down with my thumb … Oh shit… Did I hurt No it actually felt good. I kept going then started rubbing with my hand. She begin to bite her lip keeping herself from moaning.. She had some very beautiful lips nice drip down lips she look like a great kisser… maybe I’ll be lucky and get one on the first date. I kept going, I reached down in her jeans being bold begin to rub the top of her booty.. Can I do something to you that will feel good? What you wanna do she asked? I can show you better than I tell you. Don’t worry I’m not talking about sex. Ok good, go ahead. Ok close your eyes. I rub on the top if her butt then I started slowly kissing down the middle of her back. She jumped, oh wow. I didnt see that coming she said. I took my left hand and rub on the top of her tits while I rub her neck and kiss it at the same time.. She grab my hand and put it on her nipple. I begin to go in a circular motion while I kiss her neck. Can I ask you something? I said Yes I whisper in her ear, are you getting wet yet? Oh Jesus! She said. I put my hand on back slowly making my way to her butt. Took my left hand and felt her panties.. damn they were soaked. Wow! Is it wet enough for you? She asked Hell yeah. Well good maybe you’ll get to feel it one day when I get to know you better. I was speechless and a little disappointed but then again I was happy because sex on the first night isn’t good. I continue to rub all her hot spots getting her to moan from time to time. She was so beautiful and she had a cute face when she bite her lips. They looked so soft maybe I can at least get a kiss. My hand were getting tire I went ahead and ended it plus I was getting horny too and it was becoming a self-tease. Being in the presence of a beautiful smooth skin strong African women that along had my me rock hard. Ok that’s it, Oh wow I didn’t want you to stop. I can give all my treats away in one time gotta leave room for another day. Did you like it though? Yes it was good. Good! I’ll drive you back to your car.. We got back to her car and sat for a sec. She looked at me my face gave it away that I was thinking about that kiss. What you thinking about she asked? Guess. I said I don’t know… Well look at me hard in my eyes and think about it I got as close as I could and stared at her She laughed. I give up.. Well, there’s a time and place for everything guess you’ll find out next time. No tell me, I want to know! Can I get a kiss good night? I asked Hell no! but you can give me a tight hug she said I gave a her a tight hug she smelled so good I didn't want to let go. I looked at her and said I really enjoyed myself I couldn't ask for anything more. I enjoyed myself too.thank you I walked her to the car Call me when you get home so I know you made it safely I said Ok I will...bye talk to you later.

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Tips to dating in 2017

I know what your thinking, "Who needs dating tips?" If your in a relationship OBVIOUSLY this isnt for you. I write this for the single people, not just females, but anyone who is freshly out of a relationship, those who are just tired of the same old experiences and looking for something real, or those who have no idea where to start in this new age era of dating online. Mainly I want to share my experiences with the world. If my words can help anyone, even just a little bit, or make someone laugh and forget about the terrible day they had, then one of my life goals will be accomplished. if your still reading this you must be seriously bored.. Just kidding and honestly thank you to those that decided that this was worth the time. So for a little background on me and why I decided to spend my valuable (not) time putting this together. I am a serial dater. Yes I admit it. Phew, first step to quiting your problem.... Anyways, ever since I started dating at 14 years of age, (if you can call it that when your that young) I never went more than a few months without a boyfriend. At 16 I met who I thought was the man I would someday marry. 6 years later, I woke up and realized that I wasted most my young adult life being a housewife without the big shiny ring and the bragging rights. Well I lasted about 4 days before I was back on the saddle and thinking I was in love again. I of course wasnt. After that ended, I entered another long term relationship. 4 years and a hell of a lot of tears later, I ended it and here I am now. Sitting here pouring my thoughts into Tumblr, knowing full well that no one will ever read this. But im doing this not just for others. Im mainly doing it for me. I made a New Years resolution to stay single all year. Theres been a few hiccups over the first month of the year, but so far still single. Its important to prove to myself that I do not need to be tied down, that I can be my own person and do things without a MAN. ( For clarification, I am in no way shape or form a feminist) Every woman should be comfortable with who they are, and shouldnt have to rely constantly on the male species. Dont get me wrong, I love guys! Who doesnt? Their manly smell, their muscles and of course the all important Penis. Although I enjoy the company and presence of a man, I also want to get down to the real nitty gritty, the foundation that is me. I need answers to important questions like : Who am I? What can I accomplish on my own? And most importantly, What talents do I have to share that will leave my own personal mark on humanity? No answers yet, but eh, its only been a month. Now to get down to the good stuff: Online dating. Ive dabbled for a few years with it. I learned a lot, and not always the easy way. Nonetheless, I would like to leave some imparting (and possibly humorous) words of wisdom. Over the time ive spent online, browsing through guys like a damn Ikea catalouge, I have come to the realization that NO ONE IS EVER AS THEY SEEM. No, dont argue. I do not care if youve added them on facebook and stalked them on Snapchat. CAMERAS CAN LIE. I dont care if he looks like Channing Tatum and Mark Wahlberg had a wacky (albeit ingenious) science experiment and they had a devestatingly handsome baby. Keep in mind filters and angles can make just about anyone look good. That goes for both men and women. Yes ladies im talking about you. If you arent comfortable enough with yourself to let a stranger see the real you, then how do you expect to truly find someone who loves you for you? I am not completely heartless, nor am I a virgin to using a snapchat filter a time or two (or five) but there are ways to keep it real and get away with it. You may be wondering why I brought this up? Heres why: I have had more than once, met some one online, thought they were handsome in their photos,(Yes photos can be altered, but I always look at all photos. They may not show the real guy behind the profile, but there is always a lot you can infer from their pictures. but i will touch bac on that at another time.) Back to my story, I usually am very good at picking out the phonies from the real. Like I said earlier, ive got some experience in this area. So the other day im bored talking to people online and this one guy hits me up wanting to hang out. He was super sweet and his pics werent too bad so I decided to roll with it and take him up on his offer. We talked for a week and to me thats better than most guys who just send a HEY and then ask for nudes. He came to pick me up and when i met him in person I was a little bit dissapointed that his pictures online didnt seem to really look like him too much. But im not shallow so I decided to give him a chance. He was a sweetheart and absolute gentleman, but i just wasnt attracted to him. If theres no chemistry, theres no chemistry. Plain and simple. Cant force it. Anyways, two hours later he dropped me off at home (we just sat and talked the whole time.) Overall i enjoyed the experience but in the back of my mind I knew he wasnt what i was looking for. Not that i know what that is, but maybe someday ill find that story book romance. The kind that takes your breath away and covers your skin with goosepimples. (meh, a girl can dream right?) The sad part is that i considered myself almost a pro at weeding out the guys who i know are a waste of time and those who arent. I had kissed more than my fair share of toads. Like the first time i tried online dating... (Hilarious flashback) I had just started out on this dating app, after getting my heart handed to me extra well done, and i obviously had no clue what i was doing. this kid(i think he lied about his age cause i thought he was 21 or 22, but in person he looked 12) starts chatting with me. We find out that we both liked to smoke and he seemed cool. He wanted to meet and i was lonely and depressed enough that i agreed to let him come over. His profile pics made him look like a redheaded justin beiber and i thought to myself, now brittany, youve never ever had good luck with redheads. But i chose to ignore that side of the brain. He called me unable to find the address so i met him outside. He got out of his car and lets just say, Justin Beiber? not even close. The kid knew that if he did his hair just like beibers in his photos, hed get more girls. But what he didnt realize is that if your going to use that to your advantage, maybe take the time to do it outside of just for your profile pictures. So, he asks what i would like to do, and i can already tell im not going to like this kid. Mainly because he was very indecisive, and i had to eventually tell him what we were going to do because i got tired of getting in and out of his car. So we decide to chill and smoke. My close friends know i can be a bit of a snob when it comes to marijuana. But i was born and raised in california. When your used to the best, other stuff is almost unsmokable. The entire reason i agreed to meet him may have been selfish on my part, he did say he would bring some and i hate smoking alone, so i guess i deserved what happened next. He pulls out his bag and then apologizes because he only brought a nug with him. But after i smelled it and looked at it i told him to forget it and we would smoke what i had. I could tell he was a little immature just from him trying to converse with me. It was obvious he thought this would be a hookup. He was like a teenager on prom night, bouncing around, nervous and looking for an excuse just to touch me. Of course he would be leaving disappointed. Not only was he starting to annoy me, but he brought crappy ass weed to my apartment. If you are a stoner, then you know how insulting that is. Somehow, amid his incessant chatter, a spider had made it to his face and was hanging off his nose. I couldnt stop staring at it! I wondered while he continued to talk, if he felt it at all. I was so fascinated by it i think he finally noticed and tried to slyly wipe at his nose. It took him three tries before he managed to rid himself of the arachnid. And cruelly i had wished it would bite him just so he would leave. As if my lack of effort in his one sided conversation wasnt enough of a clue that i wasnt interested, he then proceeded to sit next to me. He complimented me and then asked if he could kiss me. I didnt even reply before he leaned in and tried to toungue my closed mouth. I couldnt help it, I laughed. It was like kissing a relative. Not in an incestuous way, but in a awkward and not enjoyable in ANY way. I could tell i hurt his feelings when i pushed him away (the laughing part didnt help either) but at that point i was ready to enjoy the rest of the night with my favorite person: me. Luckily he finally got the hint and announced he was leaving because i obviously wasnt into him or having a good time... I was a little taken aback. I didnt think he could tell that i was getting fed up. I felt bad and lied to him, claiming exhaustion was the reason. Well it didnt work so he finally said he was just going to leave. I was too relieved to care. Needless to say i never talked to him again. Not that he didnt try! You would think a guy would take a hint and find someone who actually liked him. But thats what the block button is for, haha. (yes i know im heartless) And that leads us back to rule #1: Dont always expect to see the guy in the profile picture. 9 times out of 10 they took the pic when they were in highschool 5 years ago, or they angle it just right that you cant tell if theyre obese or not (again, not shallow, ive dated guys of all sizes) Or they just dont know how to take pics at all and look terrible in all of them. OR my personal fav, the guess who. (its where most of their pics are of them with other guy friends, most the time hotter friends, so you spend all this time trying to figure out which one is the actual sn: bicycleman007 or some lame shit. Only to spend the next 10 mins scrolling until i finally find an alone shot only to reveal that he wasnt the one on the left that i thought was hot. (ok this thing is getting longer than i thought. Time to wrap it up lol) One last thing that I think is just as important if not more so than rule number one: Rule #2: TRUST YOUR GUT. No exceptions, no excuses. JUST DO IT. 10 times out of 10 my gut has been right. That May be just a tad bit of an exaggeration, but seriously you will not feel guilt or regret when you follow your gut. Everytime i have followed it, I jump up in the air and do a dance because i was right and i did the right thing and felt so amazing afterward. The unfortunate times i failed to listen to that tiny inner voice, ive wanted to kick myself right in the tit. with boots on. But oh well, you live and learn and grow from it. Or vent on a blog with my absurdly long post. (just for those certain opinionated people, im not always right, everyone experiences things differently and in their own way.. this is just my experience. take it or leave it but dont be a douche about it. lol) Well thats it for now, but i will be putting more of my crazy experiences and tips for dating later. -b

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