Story # 2

Well Gals I’m about to give away a few undermining secrets.  Don’t be mad it’s just I can’t tell Story #2 without revealing it.

 

 

 

Story #2

 

The total Fu#&&g Master

Not that he was a aster of her life he was a master at masterbating his life and love away.

There he was a beautiful specimen of a rasta following Jamican man. Met me in my home town that’s how willing he was to check me out.  It was looking bright the relationship.  Of course I met him on line.  I made sure all would go fun for us.  Which it did.

I go to his town he meets me back in mine.  Then the se%ng begins.  It’s some real hot long lasting lovemaking sessions.  My head was spinning.  As well my love canal was flying high up.

Time had dirty tricks u its sleeve.  As a precaution when I started the online thing what did I do.  I would make up 2-3 other profiles on the same site.  Just in case I had concerns.

 Some of the profiles were completely different while others were so close to my own.  So as the relationship heated up for me.  I had a nagging suspicion that all was not as it seemed for me.  So off I went online to lure him to something new.  Man he was such a player.  He went after the 2 other profiles I had put up.  One was of a yucky female pic. I searched on the net for.  To me he was a desperate man. 

(But his sexual domination acheivements had me where he wanted me waiting on him.)

I set up a time and place to meet him.  I claimed not to have a cell phone.  I did not show up.  But the time when I was to have met him, I was a dirty rat and sent an email claiming some excuse.  He still wanted to meet again.  I did the same thing again to him.  Mean while back wih my real self he kept having reasons why I could not see him.

I tried calling it off.  He kept pursuing me, wanting close up pics of my intimate body areas.  I gave in.

Then I just decided one day.  I made his number so he could not call anymore.  I deleted his emails.

I moved on by hitting the clubs. I had distraction.

Then a couple of years later he mails me a letter.

What all he can talk about is how great I was at accepting his large member and He wants me.  I threw the letter aside. 

I forgot about.  8 mths later I was cleaning and going tru papers.  I called him.  It was like I never stopped wanting him.

He set up a time to meet him, he bailed, bailed, and bailed.  That was the end of him… 

Of course I had kept my profiles going over that time period.  That’s a story 4 another day.

 

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