Text Sex Crazy
So, I’ve been single for a little while, but you wouldn’t think it from the way I’ve been acting. Do you remember The Guy I Couldn’t Get Rid Of, also known as Guy? Well, he’s turned into a post-relationship, text sex crazy sorta thing… and we definitely shouldn’t be doing it.
It’s quite ironic when you consider that his bad kisses and incompatible foreplay rituals were some of the reasons I knew we needed to break up, and now I’m using the text promise of his bad kisses and incompatible foreplay rituals as my getting-off material, isn’t it?
Anyway, I was watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith… coz y’know, Angelina Jolie. Guy text me and asked what I was doing. I told him. He told me that he had a bit of a thing for AJ. I said the same. And that’s basically how it started. Before I knew it, we were talking about fictional threesomes with real celebrities, and my hand was down my pants.
He told me all the things he’d do to me and our fictional third party, and I read his messages with glee. It was a safe space to be as slutty as I wanted. We weren’t face-to-face, so all of those inhibitions faded away.
“Do you think you’d know what to do with me plus one?” I mocked, half-joking, half-wondering what he’d say next.
“I’d ruin the pair of you,” he replied, sending a photo of his hard cock as if to prove a point.
“Show me more,” I dared, tapping clumsily with one hand as the other jabbed away at my clit.
That’s the other beautiful thing about text sex: it doesn’t matter what you look like, because the other person can’t see you.
“What more do you want to see?”
“I want to see it all.”
Long story short: he came, then I came, and then I came again.
I missed him for a moment, but I know I don’t necessarily miss him. I just miss having someone in the bed next to me, being able to roll over and touch them, and feeling that closeness when you need it the most.
Guy annoys me too much for him to be that guy, but I want that guy. I’m looking for that guy. There was a part of me that wondered if I should go back and give Guy another chance. One more? Would that be so bad? Or am I simply doing it just out of loneliness?
Status update: still single, but it’s complicated.
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