Love/life sex story of me: The Complete Third Season by Lonethernet

Love/life sex story of me: The Complete Third Season by Lonethernet

There will be more rambling debaucherous sex stories, because there will be more debaucherous sex in my rambling life. , The usual rambling girl storytelling cominatcha!

Ok here’s MY disconnected privilege para. During shelter-at-home I meant to get online and chat more, but I’ve been occupied. Also I’ve been hearing about how my favorite hoes aren’t able to “work from home” like they should because of an online service called OnlyFans (I think?) where every sexually repressed 3-6 is able to chat online and videochat for $. Everybody being locked in is good for business, maybe my online chatters wouldn’t be available anyway. But that got me thinking, not that I need to do that because I’m set, but I should Duo J during this or something for some naughtyness… But peoples’ issues got me doing math too, and after buying my house and investing the rest as Mark demanded, at my set up quarterly dividend rate of 5% every 3 months, I’m making like $12,000 a month! That’s minimum, and $144,000+ a year for doing nothing. That’s Hillary-level $ breh. I’m probably way off and the market crash I’m hearing about means I’m making nothing rn, but it’s stress relieving to know that was hopefully close to how it was before all this. But I’m not an accountant obviously. Basically I got a credit card, where as I understand it the place I’m invested with pays for my purchases with cash or credit themselves, then liquidate low-level stocks to cover that at some point. There isn’t a place I can check my net worth, I’d have to request a statement. They explained it during that first investment meeting but I’m ballparking it in my head now for my own sense of wellbeing. Also I’m def hiring a live-in sexy warrior/chef/butler after all this. I’m working on the ad bits at a time here and there for when things are back to normal. (My stock value did indeed drop from what I was told when I called to inquire, but it’s renewable and I just have to wait awhile for it to rebound, and 1/5th was in a “money market” which is non-fluctuating so I have it to support me in the meantime)

I’ve been checking in on the people I care about during the cataclysm. My mom’s fine, she owns her own essential business and is doing the reduced hours for employees ect thing everyone else is, making less $ but still staying ahead. My boys are fine, schooling from home and their parents are still working, nobody’s sick. I told them to stay safe, and if they’re lonely… NOT to go online to onlyfans or whatever and pay to chat with girls who won’t remember them. I’m here to supply them with naughty text, my huskiest voice and whatever other accompanying visual masturbatory aids their might need lol! But if they’re caught they don’t know me, I’m an E-girl! My friend Holly is good, her business is always essential, even though the cops wouldn’t agree during the best of times ;), Dillan still working at reduced hours making sandwiches, now doing delivery and still living at his mom’s. She’s ok too, still single… Gunguy lost his job and his work wasn’t essential, he is staying with his parents. Idk what to say to him so I apologized and told him to let me know if he needs anything and we’ll talk. No fucking at the moment though… Yeah that was the first thing he said he needed, he doesn’t take the Rona seriously and isn’t taking precautions like everyone else I know is. N is sick with something so he’s not allowed in to work. I’m kind of glad, he deserves a little punishment but I’ll feel terrible if it’s actually bad or something happens to him. But this at least means I have another good excuse to take needed time away from him. Maybe I’ll throw him a bone when this is all over. He WAS being the sweetest example of conciliatory before all this, flowers, calling at lunch, ect. I think his behavior was a one-time thing… Like every other woman always says before the 2nd time. J&P both fine, staying at home. Not that I needed an update, I talk to her all the time. He’s started texting me in the middle of the night when she’s asleep saying he misses me and we should have some alone time when he can justify getting out of the house, which will still be when this is over. I think being together so much is causing them issues again because I thought he was getting tired of me, I told them both if they need to talk hmu and I have some good ideas. Or to hmu if they’re having bill issues or something and left it at that with a metaphorical wink. Mark also misses me. I think. I might have whined and purred to him about missing his firm hand across my ass and around my neck and talked him INTO missing me. Because I remember the conversation as if I was drunk. The beginning where I was calling him daddy, playing with myself while telling him that, and wishing he was using me like a loofah I clearly remember. A wet finger-induced orgasm and a promise of seeing me when this is over is the only other clear part at the end.

Fuck bullshit fucking marauder cheating piece shit cock sucking asshole motherfucker IMONHURTMEPLENTYWHYTHEFUCKTHEFIRSTONEWASBETTERWHYTHEGUNPUZZLEBULLSHITASSHOLEWHATDOYOUMEANTHECHAINSAWREFILLSITSELFIVEBEENSCROUNGINGAMMOTHISWHOLEFUCKINTIME?!?

Been watching alot of gangbang and lesbian porn and masturbating furiously. Normally I don’t use toys on myself, they’re for using on each other or someone to use on me. But I’ve been casting “the hub” (xnxx doesn’t let me mention it..?) to the big TV, plug in my ass, on my knees humping a pillow and dipping a big green veined dildo halfway to my stomach like I’m checking the oil on my car! I didn’t realize before I must have an oral fixation/compulsion. I’m not the type to bite my nails or need to chew gum or anything but I’m strangely comforted having a fake dick close to my face at all times. I’d hang it around my neck like a binky, or for easy access if I could. I’ll just be lounging on the couch watching Clone Wars and just sucking away, heartbeat and wet arousal in the back of my consciousness like a lingering headache I can’t seem to get rid of, even after I get off. Or if I don’t, it isn’t always necessary to but I could within a minute of I decide to play in my wetness. I just like sucking even when it’s not going to result in an orgasm. I don’t think it has to do with not getting laid even. Like everyone, I’ve gone longer than this without that. Even without getting off in my case. I think it’s just the isolation and fact that it’s actually UNAVAILABLE for the first time in my adult life. First world problems

JESUSFUCKIKNEWTHATWALLLOOKEDSUSPECT?!? NOZOMBITCHDONTGRABMEASSHOLEYOUREGOINGTOGETMYSHITPUSHEDINFUCKINROCKETLAUNCHER!?! Oh good a quiet part, some scrounging and fuses -STARSWHEREFUCKOFFWITHTHATSHIT!SHITFUCKASSWHERESTHEDOORTHISROOMSTOODARKWHYISNTTHEFLASHLIGHTON?!? Oh RDO, how I miss just just picking flowers, fishing and shooting squirrels, those other games are too angering in this trying time… *CLOPPITYCLOP Is that a rope- NOFUCKYOUWHATTHEFUCKSYOURPROBLEMHOWDIDYOUEVENFINDMEHAHAHESCAPEBITCH*POW*POWME’AND’THEFUCKINHORSEYOUASSHOLE?!?ITHOUGHTPEIPLEWEREPASTTHISINTHISGAMENOW!

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