LustfulIntentions2
DILF, Allegedly
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I didn’t get around to this, in part b/c I’ve been dragging a little the last two days, and in part b/c autocorrect made the question a bit tough to parse the first time through.
So. I’m old enough to have been around the Internet during the Live Journal days, and to have been active enough to have made friends there through the comments sections and stuff like that. This would have been probably, I don‘t know, 2005 or 2006. So I was mid 20s and she was a couple years younger.
And we liked each other a good amount. Sure, I was in Ohio and she was in NY, and this was before we had some of the tech advances we have now, but it was cute. So, we’d flirted and joked around, and we sort of had the ‘well, maybe, but we’re broke and it’s not an easy drive, so it’s more of a ‘what if‘ kind of thing.
Anyway, I’m in Florida that summer with some friends. We’re young and stupid, so it’s a drinking bonanza all the way through. That’s literally the entire point. So, this girl and I are texting during the week, and finally, probably due to dual drunkenness, it turns sexual. We’re going back and forth, being increasingly bad, to the point where it needs to be more than teasing and texting. Now, it’s probably 2AM, and I’m sharing a condo with like 4 other guys.
That leaves the balcony. The one that overlooks the parking lot. We had phone sex. For. A. While.
And that, friends, is how I learned I liked phone sex. And being seen. And potentially being watched.
So. I’m old enough to have been around the Internet during the Live Journal days, and to have been active enough to have made friends there through the comments sections and stuff like that. This would have been probably, I don‘t know, 2005 or 2006. So I was mid 20s and she was a couple years younger.
And we liked each other a good amount. Sure, I was in Ohio and she was in NY, and this was before we had some of the tech advances we have now, but it was cute. So, we’d flirted and joked around, and we sort of had the ‘well, maybe, but we’re broke and it’s not an easy drive, so it’s more of a ‘what if‘ kind of thing.
Anyway, I’m in Florida that summer with some friends. We’re young and stupid, so it’s a drinking bonanza all the way through. That’s literally the entire point. So, this girl and I are texting during the week, and finally, probably due to dual drunkenness, it turns sexual. We’re going back and forth, being increasingly bad, to the point where it needs to be more than teasing and texting. Now, it’s probably 2AM, and I’m sharing a condo with like 4 other guys.
That leaves the balcony. The one that overlooks the parking lot. We had phone sex. For. A. While.
And that, friends, is how I learned I liked phone sex. And being seen. And potentially being watched.
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