Waking up to Oral Sex ((Pastor B. Series))


Waking up to a text from Pastor B. is like waking up to oral sex, it has me on cloud nine all day. I’m smiling at people I hate, I’m hating the things that I like cause it compromises my feelings for him. Last week it took him two days to respond to “My First Time Beggin” but “Alternatives to Sex” spurred the early morning text.


For him I kept it kosher, I removed all references to sex. He was touched by it so much he made sure it was the first thing I’d see that morning.


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Jealous ((The Best Friend))


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He invited me out the following night but I told him I couldn’t make it. I hate being jealous of a girl I haven’t met.


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Out of Pocket


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Her ass is his screensaver, that means I don’t have a chance. I could just pretend I didn’t see. And she’s a pretty jawn nice frame, nice ass but he checked his phone six times that evening.


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The Best Friend


I know that he wants to but we both know he can’t, so I go as far as I can on my own. And I’ve come to him making love to me but that’s only in my dreams. I really wish my thoughts weren’t drawn . . .


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Adrianna’s Big Fuck-Up


Hey love,

Can I call you that? I hope that doesn’t get you in trouble. I just got off and I’m in a jokey mood but not like that. I’m reaching out to you to communicate “The Return of Nick G“. You may remember him from Playing with Fire. I was wondering if I should  give him the link to the series he’s in?

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I already gave him the link to Office Romance and Zeke Un-Cut and all the stories have hyperlinks to take him to the page with all the stories. I don’t know if he read the ones to the links I gave him and I hate assigning reading material, my uncle says I led him to the site so let him explore on his own.

How’s everything with you? I miss not hearing from you. You used to  communicate every time you read a piece. I’m not really mad at you, I’m just interested in your take.

Have you showed any friends, what’re their takes.

p.s.

mom calls dad love when she’s being affectionate, it’s so cute. I’ve always wanted to use it.

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I’m sure his girlfriend had names for him too before she put him “in da doghouse” now I have to carry the burden of shaking things up with them. I emailed an apology right after I realized my mistake. I shouldn’t joke around without knowing status changes.

I hope she forgives him, it sucks that he’s paying for that. I’ve been outta the picture for years so they should be able to get past that.


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Alternatives to Sex Series 2 (Dirty Dancing feat. Jamal)


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It’s a rough class but I keep coming back. His style allows me to indulge in sex without fucking. He watches me from a distance, he sees my struggle and my gain. Today he came over and and properly stretched me.


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Meet Jamal in Alternatives to Sex Series 2 (Other Positions)


Instructor

“Ok, now put both hands on your right ankle and bend your right knee towards your chest . . . if you’re not feeling a stretch tell me and I’ll stretch you”


I hated this position, it really freakin’ hurt but Jason Walker’s “Kiss Me Song”  on the sound system triggered memories of Connor. I knew why he didn’t kiss me, I just didn’t care. I was already head over heels for him, how much was I supposed to want him for him to kiss me. I wasn’t about to cry but I couldn’t really stop myself so I held the tears in my eyes as long as I could.

I felt the stretch but he came over to me anyway asking with his eyes before using his hands. Already teary-eyed I pleaded with him but he smiled and stretched me anyway.

Watching my reaction he pushed my knee further into my chest then held it there while I adjusted to the pain. I didn’t know which hurt more Connor not kissing me or my hot instructor’s new inflicted pain.


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