Well let me start this off right with a little 50 Cent "Just A Little Bit". Now where was I, am I?
Maybe a few more days of play, we were on the same team. His friend and mine. Nothing really unusual since in a loving way as possible, my friend's voice was too fucking loud and would drown out his. I might have met him...to protect his identity and mine what shall I name him. His gamer tag initials can't use full tag name because someone likely could search the name. So what to call him. Nm his name will come, to me. I think I friended him on the 10th and I know each time we played, luckily his friend would bail, I was becoming more stirred. The double entendres increased; quickly becoming more and more suggestive. First I was taken aback, not sure of what was happening and unsure how to proceed. By this time I know more about him, name, age and other real life details. (Now Snoop Dogg "Drop It Like It's Hot") Do I pull away from this or back right up onto this? Fuck it, I'm doing this. I asked about social media contacts. Now let me preface by saying I loathe social media, the fake, the bragging and bullies but I wanted-needed another way to contact him if we're not in game. We exchanged social media (now playing: Ludacris "Vitamin D" - the song I chose now to play was one he suggested after he contacted me via fb.) Also we found out unfortunately that psn doesn't delete messages. I'm jumping. By the 16th night before St. Patrick's Day I had my crockpot, corned beef, cabbage and a pint of dark lager to wet the meat with. Only I had to sample a lil sumpin sumpin. It was sooo good. I hadn't had a beer in ages and loathe dark but liked this one like I like my men: hard and easily accessible. Anyway as usual just us two left on the team. If anything in the game could be explicitly sexual either he or myself did it. My nervous laughter started to turn to quiet sighs. (now playing: Juvenile "Slow Motion") I was relaxing more as sexual tension became more apparent. We stayed up all night playing. Playing the video game? I don't remember, but we were playing a game. His voice. The sexual double play on words was not even necessary his voice alone made me shake. Purposely would do something just to have him deliciously say, "You're cute." I often forgot what I was doing in the game; as I am reliving these memories I am having a hard time typing or remembering how to spell. (Ludacris "What's Your Fantasy) He had me worked up, I was hurtin. The puddy was purring harder than a Harley vibration from gear shifting. Throbbing. My skin became sensitive and aware of the fabric brushing up against it. After our goodbyes, which I didn't want but by this time it was almost 4 AM, I think fuck can't remember the time but it was early in the morn, I couldn't help myself, I HAD to HELP myself. One bathroom small house I chose the laundry room. It's been awhile, long time since I felt like this. I knew I may not be able to hold back my moans. I closed the door and hoped the cats scratching would not wake up the house. I could not wait any longer I needed a release. His voice still in my head I exposed my breasts my hard nipples needed to feel fresh air. I needed to gently hurt them. Sliding my fingers down the front of my panties (fuck the way he says, "panties" makes mine wet instantly) I felt just how excited he got me. So fucking wet; so fucking wet and his face not around for me to drown. Barely touched my hard clit, more excitement, his voice in my head talking to me. Telling me what to do next. Whispering me to circle my clit slower. Not longer than a minute I could feel my legs shaking, I was tightening up, my pussy throbbing and in need of gripping something hard. His hard. I needed him. Him coming up from behind me pushing more over the washer, I can imagine him telling me as he reaches around my front grabbing my hand, whispers, "Now, I got this." He contested my workshop, and I came so fucking hard. Pause for now, need to recoup my heart is pounding...no time to proof read as I probably should but the magic I'm feeling right now at this moment I can't stop I just want to be in this bliss.
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