The worst hangover in a while and a day after pill is a sure bloody great way to bring in your birthday…’rolls eyes’.
Okay so I wouldn’t say I am very proud of this move, however a girl has needs.
First of all, fuck that other dickhead in my last post, who is he anymore? So glad I didn’t have sex with him, so not worth it.
Well……it was my birthday night and horny as fuck as usual..I fucked my fuckboy again. Dammit.
However this time this was for me, and only for me, and I made that very clear to him. Now let me tell you which fuck boy this is so you don’t get confused. This is ex ex lover, not ex lover, the one who kicked me out his house, he can’t get me wet remember so it wouldn’t of been even worth a fuck. Now ex ex lover, the sex was amazing, thats why its a tricky situation when your wanting a good time and ex ex lover is in the room while you are on many different substances……………
First of all, he totally was eyeing me more then usual that very night, in the smoking area he stared at me and smiled and I looked at him like.. what??? fucker.
Anyways. So it got me thinking. I could have sex tonight. I could have sex tonight with someone who is guaranteed good. I can have sex tonight and not up my number. Well then there was it, I walked towards those smelly pub doors looking like I just turned 15 in my ‘birthday girl’ badge, the time was 2am, I saw him and said, ‘I want to fuck you’. Okay first I can’t believe I actually said that, I was borderline wasted and wanted to feel fierce as it was my birthday, and I was feeling like a older natural women. So I walked towards, hair flying behind me and said what I wanted, and in a heartbeat his face lit up like he’s been wanting to hear this all night. I told him to rush as I did not want anyone to see us leave together, if they did someone would tell me that it was wrong, and that was the last thing I wanted to hear. I don’t care if it was wrong, time to use him back and have some birthday sex!
Well the drunk sex was alright, whiskey dick and whiskey clit doesn’t help so we kinda waited till the morning. Woke up gasping for water like I was in the western Australian desert and half my body being crushed by a hot sweaty massive man kangaroo in cuddle mode.. I looked to the right and saw my ‘birthday girl’ badge and just rolled my eyes. Great.
Anyways he woke up and we again fucked, however this time it was really good, really really good, so good it led him to saying, ‘Happy Birthday’ right after he came and got up. Lovely scurry to the pharmacy for a day after, thanks for the birthday wish! ‘Rolls eyes’
Sigh. Anyways. Who cares at the end of the day. I’m out of this bitch in two months and to be honest I got everything I wanted on my birthday and frankly feel in control again.
You go Bridget.