This was a 2/25/20 post that should've been shared end of February-but as I'm working through my growth I realize my old pattern of people pleasing and hand holding at my expense serving no purpose to anyone was to hide this and a few other stories. I will share. enjoy :) I hadn't been on playstation in some time. I sent DV a message something about how I know he ghosted me again and that I'm not dumb. But a few days or weeks later I Facebook messaged him saying to please disregard that and just know the short time we met he changed my life and I'm grateful for having met him. That was a month ago. When I went to bed I got notification I received a ps message. I didn't think anything of it, some other player wanted me to start playing ESO-Elder Scrolls online and figured it was him giving more group information. Next day feeling deflated for various reasons, I accidentally popped into the ps app messages and see something from DV. I laugh. Giddy and goose bumps start on my arms and the back of my neck. I open his message. Just says "Hi BabyGirl". I'm done. I message back if this is actually him and to get a hold of me on Facebook or snap. I flip to fb. Minutes later he sends me, "Hey you, it was me" I'm really excited. His two day count down begins. I've surmised that's the amount of attention he's capable of giving before he bails. We discuss ghosting, and he's apologizing. I said to just leave me on read, I know what that means because now he's looking silly when he keeps having to ask for my snap. Speaking of which. I sent him a nice pic. A hint. Told him he had snaps waiting for his approval. I scare him but he comes back. He said he's not gone for good. Note to self, there is a definite timer with cub. So begin the play. It was a Tuesday because I had belly dance class. We snapped back and forth. Lots of hot talk. Also explained to him if he ghosts me again I won't be so easy on his return. I told him I had class and will return to him after. In the meantime, he sends me some nice eye candy. I made the mistake of opening before class while sitting in the van. Oh my. Wish I had a few extra minutes; I had to get to class yet I needed a quick release. Made my class participation more energetic, especially watching myself in the mirror gyrating, and performing hip figure 8's and chest bumping. If these other women in my class only knew of the beautiful prick that I had saved and will surely use to get myself off; they'd enjoy also. As he was typing to give me permission to save the pic, I already saved; surely made his ego feel good. Why else would he 'give' me permission. Fuck you. You sent it, I'm going to take it. Thank you. Class ends and I'm already shaking. I pop into the ladies restroom to empty my bladder; yes I'm really wet. He worked me up; I need to cum. Error, I want to cum. He didn't say I couldn't, he's not my dom. He gonna be easy and send me a bunch of dic pics that I'm gonna take and use. No orders, tasks or requests from him, yet. I start to pull out of the semi full parking lot and I see some dark places to park. Empty spots, I have to pull over and cum now. I can't make it home. My phone is blowing up. It's him. Dic pics and a fb message from him asking me, why I left him on read. Guess he thought I bailed. I smile at his slight panic. I tell him to settle down I had to pull over. I set my phone to play his playlist and then to video. Too dark inside but enough of a glow from a blue light and the song that perfectly came on was "Heaven" Julia Michaels. Snap video isn't very long so I'm slightly under pressure but the thought of his cock had me worked up in no time. I sit back in my driver's seat. Legs splayed. I'm wearing my poncho; it's my-hide-myself blanket that I wear. No one can see me slide my hands up under my shirt and sports bra to grab and pull my nipples. My body is warm from dance and my pussy is aching to touched. Sliding my hands down my stomach I slip it under the waist band of my stretch pants and panties. Feels so good. I've been worked up all day. The psychological game of my ego getting stroked and played with after feeling deflated feels nice. The physical play of getting worked up from sexting and pics feels really delicious. Delaying myself and wanting to come before class then getting worked up again all part of the physical and psychological torment. He at this very minute knows something is going on after I told him to settle down I had to pull over. That's all I told him. Wonder what his imagination is doing? Mine is thinking about him here with me. In his sexy normal tone, his sexy sly smile fades when he demands me to get in the back of the van because he wants to spank my pussy with his prick. My eyes roll back as I think of his cock nearing my cunt, wanting a fuck punch so bad from it. Beat it into me. Tease me with it. Make me beg for it. I spread my legs wider I can feel I'm getting closer. I can see him in front of me in between my thighs teasing me with his dick. Watching me. Waiting for actual tears to fall, he wants me begging and crying for it; literally. The song continues as my orgasm begins to build. "No need to imagine 'cause I know it's true They say "All good boys go to heaven" But bad boys bring Heaven to you It's automatic, it's just what they do They say "All good boys go to heaven" But bad boys bring Heaven to you" My arm slips from the window ledge as my legs begin to shake. I lose my footing and concentration begins to fall as my orgasm starts to pull out ahead of me. I couldn't pull it back and then came. It felt good but I felt cheated. Hard to explain. My body felt good for the release but my head wasn't with my body during the release. Nonetheless it was still good and I smiled. I knew I had to get back home. I quickly snapped the video to him. His work after all. until the flip~
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