The People I Slept With.

I WOULD LIKE TO APOLOGIZE TO BUT MOSTLY THANK THE GUYS MY FRIENDS AND I HAVE BEEN INVOLVED WITH BECAUSE ALL OF THE FOLLOWING STORIES ARE TRU

Tag: sexting

DELETE ALL DRUNK SEXTS AND PRETEND THEY NEVER HAPPENED

by ThePeopleISleptWith

After a few drinks our casual conversation took a sharp turn. I promised myself I would never go back down that road, but he had quite a way with words…. that is if you consider “I’ll make sure you cum,” a way with words. He officially caught my attention. With every  Pickleback shot I took I sent an increasingly suggestive text. I went to bed giddy but woke up full of regret. What my drunk brain perceived as charming in the light of day was clearly cocky. “You love my penis,” – neither endearing nor true. Thanks to me his head grew 3 sizes that day. I had no choice but to delete all the drunk sexts and pretend they never happened.

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THE MORNING AFTER SEXTING

by ThePeopleISleptWith

After a night of sexting I decided to re-read the conversation. ” CANTT WAIT TO RIP OFF ALL UR CLOTHES,” was the last text. I scrolled up for a while covering my mouth with shock every few seconds. Okay… we defiantly meant the things we said but there is just something wrong with… ” I WANA B INSIDE U MAD BAD.” Type out BE.. it’s so simple, it’s just one extra letter, half a second out of your life. If you do want to be inside me MAD bad check your grammar. I’m not your bro.. we are talking about sex. ” I WANNA FCK U” Oh really!? You want to FCK me. We are sexting I don’t need you to be Romeo.. just text like the literate grown up you are.

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HOW WAS IT?

by ThePeopleISleptWith

During my drive of shame I received this text – “How was it?” Chivalry is officially dead. He texted me 7 more times before I arrived home.

“Good right? Better then what you expected?”
“?”
“What’re you doing?”
“You liked it?”
“Ya, you did”
“??”
“You’d do it again.”

Oh.. I would? And what am I doing? It’s 2am, we just had sex.. I’m going to bed.

I didn’t want to lie so I replied, “Eh it was okay.”

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GROUP SEXT

by ThePeopleISleptWith

On a Wednesday night at 4:31 am I received a group text from the hot bartender at my job. We hooked up one time a few months earlier and had barely spoken since. I opened the text expecting to see something work related BUT it was a picture of him naked… and not a very flattering one. When I woke up in the morning several of the girls he group sexted replied. One of the numbers was a fellow female co-worker, who told me they had hooked up a few days ago. Since she was under the impression that they were an item she called him out… at work in front of everyone. He confessed saying that he was drunk and accidently sent the sext as a group message rather than individual messages. When she asked him if he really meant to send it to everyone, including me, he nodded. He stood there with no remorse or regret as if we should have felt privileged.

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MOMMY NOT MAMI

by ThePeopleISleptWith

At sixteen years old I was a virgin but had plenty of practice in the art of “sexting.” We weren’t sending each other nudes, but our conversations were intense. Ridiculous considering I had absolutely no idea what I was talking about. It was obvious right away that he was a ~freaky~ kind of guy but eventually he crossed the line. He asked me to pretend to be his Mommy… no not MAMI.. MOMMY. He would text me pretending to be my son who deserved to be “punished.” He created intense story lines that made me feel super uncomfortable.. although I was amused. I don’t think I realized how weird the things he/we would say were until I said them out loud.

A few weeks ago I bumped into him and his current girlfriend. Although she seemed nice I couldn’t stop picturing her role playing with him pretending to be his mother. It was difficult to keep a straight face when all I wanted to do was call her Mommy.