I Know I’m A Tease

Tease and denial

 

You probably think that all women play mind games, but when it comes to taunting and tempting, I’m the tease and denial queen.  I don’t just fuck anybody, I’m pretty picky about the pricks and princesses that I let pound my pussy.  However, I still want everyone to think they have a chance to get into my panties.  Knowing that I have a gang of guys and girls who are all vying in vain for the opportunity to violate my hot holes really churns my cunny butter.

I know that’s all due to my nasty narcissistic side.  I’m a sex therapist, I know exactly what drives people sexually and how that rules the details of their daily lives, and vice versa.  Analyzing oneself isn’t hard if you’re self aware.  I’m cognizant enough to know that I want everyone who sees me to desire me, long to be with me no matter how far-fetched that fantasy might be.  

All I do is flirt with them, maybe give them my number so we can do some sexting or send dirty pics to each other.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  But when they start getting too eager, trying to talk to me every day and occupy all of my time, I cut them off.  Ghosted.  It might be for just a little while or maybe for good, it just depends on how I feel on a day to day basis about the person.  If I want to feel a little more powerful then I reach out to one of the lovestruck suckers I haven’t spoken with in a while and send them a naughty note.  As soon as I’ve gotten what I need and don’t feel like their attention is worth my time yet again, I hit them with the swerve one more time.  Gone girl.

I have a phone full of numbers that I may or may not ever use again.  When I’m down I might send a clip of me rubbing my clit to some hapless horn dog I played around with half a year ago or take a new titty pic to toss some poor incel’s way.  It makes me feel good knowing that I’ll never fully give them what they want, just sporadic little bits of it.  If they don’t like it, they don’t have to reply… but they always do.

 

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