For an entire year (I'll call him, Greg) and I had remarkable sex. The sex was truly mind blowing he would say, "wet this dick up" and my pu$$y would release her naturally sweet juices all over that dick. Wait! let me back up. When Greg and I met there wasn't an immediate attraction but he was charming an I could tell he had many women which didn't bother, because I was interested in him in that way. We arranged a day for me to stop by so I did and we talked, smoked, drank wine then he asked to massage my back, I agreed then the magic began. While at his house, I knew nothing was going to go down because I was on my period (Please, keep in mind it has being a minute since a man has touched my body) as soon as his hands laid on my body flames ran through my veins. I hoped he would place his beautiful big dick in my bloody messy pussy (Thank God! That didn't happen we were not at that level in our relationship... your craving hormones can get the best of you). The following week the sex happen which was spiritual, sweet and spicy this went on for a year. The only time we ever talked was to schedule a fuck session but I was left feeling lonely until our next fuck meeting. After a year of once a week fuck sessions, I made the decision to end this booty call relationship an it was over just like that.
A year go by, while hanging out I bumped into Greg was chatted then asked if he could call I said, "Sure." (There was no bad blood between us). However, I did mention to him that I'm not interested in him sexually and he was cool with that. Now, I find myself over to his house once week and he tries to make a move but he gets decline every time. Once it's over it's over. What we shared was special but I'm not interested in a booty call type relationship, I'm worth more than that.
My Conclusion Of The Situation
I think he thinks because we shared mind blowing sex that he could get the pu$$y again, but It Ain't Happen.
There's nothing wrong with a fuck buddy but be sure that's what you want.
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