Sextcapades

On Sunday I had my first taste of sexting. For those unfamiliar with the terminology, sexting is essentially phone sex, but via text. The fact that it is less personal I assume makes almost anyone a sext offender and I presume it raises the level of “naughtiness.” The fact I even engaged in the act, makes me think there are people who would say no to phone sex, like me, yet somehow find themselves hot and heavy in sext. Let’s face it, unless you are extremely sexually charged and words like "thrust" and "cum for me baby" just pop into your head, you might suck at phone sex. Plus, there are certain things that you just wouldn’t say on the phone. Thanks to text though, we are all somehow empowered to embrace the Zhane in us and boy did I ever. 

A little background on my sext lover. I met sext Larry approximately 6 months ago and we have dated on and off, mostly off, since. When we first met I discarded him on our second date after learning he smoked pot nightly to “relax.” We got into a heated debate about how I needed to loosen up, to which I responded, if not dating pot head lawyers makes me conservative and uptight, then stick a stick up my butt. After a two month hiatus he text me to say he had taken what I said into consideration and was cutting back. We ended hanging out and have been dating inconsistently, ever since. 

Push forward to a week ago I bump into him at a party and the sparks resurface. The end of the night he texts me to “cuddle,” I politely decline stating, we aren’t there. I’m not sure when the request to cuddle became the accepted disguise for “can I come over” and get-in-your-bed-sex-mating-call, but it’s getting absolutely ridiculous. The next day I text him to see if he would indulge me in a day date with no possibility of cuddling and he agreed. During the date sext Larry mentioned to me that he felt like he had been waiting quite sometime to have sex with me. I was shocked. I said, "I understand I’ve know you for over 6 months, but we have only been on a few dates and zero real communication in between." Larry said, that it still counted as “time earned.”  WOW. What is going on in the world? How can i be holding the pussy hostage without even realizing it? Hilarious.

The date went OK and I declined Larry’s offer to “come up” and went home. Once home the following ensued:

Sext Larry: I’m thinking about all the things I want to do to you.

Me: Really…

Sext Larry: Yes, I would like you to lay back while I make you so nice and wet while I play with you and kiss you all over.

Me: *moans*

Sext Larry: Just think when I slide my fingers inside you and bite your neck.

Me: Oh wow.

Sext Larry: I plan to taste you and bury myself between your thighs.

Me: *feels amazing*

Sext Larry: Next I’m going to climb back on top of you and pull your hair back and lift one leg over my shoulder while I slide inside you.

Me: I just came.

Sext Larry: What! I’m just getting started…

LOL…this happened!