The Curse of the Casual, Sexual Encounter: Part II
“Remember that you can’t control anyone else’s emotions. Most of us don’t set out to hurt others, but it’s normal for someone receiving rejection to feel upset or disappointed” — Anonymous
Friday, November 4th 2021:
He messages first.
“You were so wet.”
“I so was.”
“Are you, still?”
“I just showered. I had to lol. I was such a wet mess.”
“Haha.”
“Now, I wanna do you. We’re such savages lol.”
“Oh, yeah! You like what you had in your mouth, didn’t you?”
“I really did. Hope you liked it. That is, me going down on you.”
“Loved it! You got a gag reflex?”
“Well, I can definitely choke on a dick but don’t do it very often. I enjoy deep throating, though.”
“Getting deep throated is my fave. Also, you really are tight.”
“Oh no, did I do something to your hand?”
“Not at all.”
“Oh, I’m so glad. Yes, I am super tight. Hence, why I like it rough because it seems to open me up a bit.”
“How rough are we talking?”
“Well, I love doggy style. That’s actually my fave position. And, well, I actually don’t mind being gently slapped.”
“Choking?”
“Oh, yes. Not to the point of strangulation, obviously.”
“No, of course not. Fuck, I’m horny again.”
“It’s like I cast some sort of spell on you lol.”
“Legit. You not horny again?”
“Sure, I am. But we don’t need to get sexual every time we see each other lol.”
“Haha, I know.”
“Plus, your dick is fucking brilliant.”
“You like it?”
“I really do.”
“Good.”
“Looks like we’ll be having some fun. Looking forward to that.”
Sends me kiss emoji. I send him one back, obviously.
Saturday, November 5th, 2021:
“Morning.”
“Morning, sex fiend.”
“Haha. Is that what I am? You wanna see a pic of my morning wood?”
“A sex fiend is what you called yourself last night lol.”
“Haha.”
“You don’t need to send it. I got proof you were horny all day yesterday. Oh, and now you are lol.”
“Does that bother you?”
“Not at all.”
“What you up to?”
“Just waking up really.”
“In bed?”
“Nope, just got out of the bed.”
“Ah.”
“Just sitting half naked at my desk.”
“Show daddy.”
“My goodness hahahaha.”
“Haha. You liked being fingered last night, huh?”
“Omg, I fucking loved it.”
“Shame you missed my cum.”
“I’m not missing it again.”
“You really like cum, huh?”
“I really do. I also really do enjoy swallowing it.”
“You wearing panties?”
“Thongs. I’m always in thongs.”
“Let’s see.”
“How lol?”
“Daddy wants to see. Do you like knowing you make me cum hard?”
“I’m sure daddy does want to see. I really do like knowing that. Now, you can’t get your hands off of me.”
“How do you feel about calling me daddy? You going to show me?”
“So awkward. Never called anyone daddy lol. Some girls like it. Sounds very submissive. Don’t mind it, though.”
“You don’t mind it. I like that.”
“I don’t. Feels so weird doing it for the first time though lol.”
“You will get used to it :P”
“I’m sure I will. Haha.”
“You like being my little cum slut?”
“I was actually stunned last night when you called me that, whilst I was going down on you. However, I know it’s not literal. Some girls don’t mind it, anyways.”
“Yeah, it’s just in the moment. Fuck, I’m so hard. Where are daddy’s pics?”
He sends two messages that are then instantly deleted. Had no idea what he had even shared. So, I ask him.
“Everything okay? I didn’t see anything lol.”
“All good :)”
Sunday, November 7th, 2021
“Hey, sorry! I was with my parents last night.”
“Hey there! No worries at all. Glad you spent some time with your parents.”
“How are you?”
“Doing alright. How about yourself?”
“Do anything last night?”
“Yep, saw my girls from skating. Went to a beer cafe. Was fun. Nothing crazy.”
“Sounds nice. What you up to today?”
“The usual. Keeping myself busy with freelancing and blah blah blah. Did you wanna meet up? I’ve got some time before 7.”
“I’m working till 7.”
“Will keep ya in the loop. I might actually have some time after 7.”
A few hours pass by.
“I may actually be able to see you this evening. I’ll let ya know within an hour or so. I can swing by your place. Once you’re done, obviously.”
“You’re horny ;)”
“Isn’t it obvious lol? No pressure, though. If you prefer to do something else, we totally can.”
“How horny are we talking, though?”
“Like, wanna get my brains fucked out horny. I’m such a fiend lol.”
“Oh, really? You want it rough, don’t you?”
“I usually go for passionate and rough at the same time. Or, mainly just rough.”
“You wet right now?”
“Close…”
“It’s making me horny. Tell me what you want to do.”
“In bed? Plenty…”
“Like what?”
“We,, doggy style is one. With my hair pulled back…”
“You home?”
“Yep.”
“How fast can you be at mine?”
“Super soon. Unless you need an hour.”
“I’ll be home in five.”
He sends me his address.
“Alright, will be on my way soon.”
“What you wearing?”
“My gym wear.”
“You left?”
“Now, I did.”
“You wet thinking about what I am going to do to you?”
“Oh, you know it.”
I arrive at his place. Everything just happens so fast.
Upon arriving university, that day. I message him first:
“That was so good.”
He just leaves smiley emojis.
“Now, I’m trying to focus too lol.”
“How’s that going?”
“Not bad. That was four years of pent up aggression released from you.”
“Did you like it?”
“Fucking loved it. Did you?”
“Yes, I was worried I was being too much though.”
“Not at all. You were great.”
Between Monday, November 8th, 2021 and Tuesday, November 9th, 2021:
“If daddy wants any visual content, I’d be more than happy to share.”
“Oh, really? Is that so? What do you want to send daddy?”
“Clitoral stimulation as that’s all my vibrator does lol.”
“Go on, then. Show daddy. Show him how slutty you can be for him.”
“Dude, we’re both such savages.”
“You like being my little cum slut, don’t you?”
“I really do.”
“Wherever you are now, be naughty for daddy.”
“Well, I’m about to use my toy.”
“Show me.”
“I’m still getting myself ready.”
“You better cum hard. I’m going to save whatever you send for later.”
After this, a week goes by and nothing. No texts. No calls. No voice messages. Nothing. Sure, he saw my Instagram stories but countless people look at Instagram stories and don’t necessarily really pay attention to any of them.
However, the week after that, I stopped by the cafe one afternoon. Specifically, the cafe where he and I met. I was there to only look after and feed a cat, and her two kittens. He was there. I didn’t expect to see him there, either. He waved and said hello to me. As I was sitting outside and playing with one of the kittens, he just passed by and made a brief comment. That was all. Nothing else. It was incredibly awkward. It wasn’t like he avoided me, but it almost seemed like he didn’t want to make proper contact with me either. That was the last time I ever saw of him.
Tuesday, November 16th, 2021:
I send him a voice message saying it was good seeing him, that things were fun, and that I hoped he was doing well. I also mentioned it was best to just stay friends, because I knew something was up and that I didn’t want this to get any more uncomfortable.
Still. Nothing.
He read it, but didn’t acknowledge it or even respond to it. What the fuck was going on? Did I do something to suddenly break this bond?
Thursday, November 18th, 2021:
“Hey there, hope all is well. Don’t mean to bother you or anything. So, as I mentioned earlier, I really enjoyed our time together. I know it got hot and heavy really quickly. Much quicker than what we both had expected. I’m not normally that type of girl, to be honest. It’s actually not what I want — which is something I’m still working through to be upfront about from the beginning. However, I’m not really sure what it is that you want. It seems you got overwhelmed after last week, and I totally get that because it had been four years for you — which isn’t a short time. If a relationship/dating/getting to know one another is what you’re looking for, I mean, then we can discuss that in-person. Otherwise, if you just wanna be friends, then that’s cool too. I never force or pressure anyone. Just trying to lend a helping hand so that there’s no lingering awkwardness between us, anymore (well, if that’s the way to put it). Anyways, take your time to respond. Hope to see ya and speak to ya soon. Take care x”
In retrospect, I must’ve said something else too. I probably should’ve also said, “If you want casual sex, that’s fine too but there should be some ground rules and we gotta stay on the same page.” However, everything I had written made perfect sense. I wasn’t trying to appear desperate, either. I just don’t want to get hurt in casual encounters, anymore. That’s it.
Monday, November 23rd, 2021:
Fast forward to Monday — I discovered he likely must’ve blocked me via Whatsapp but not on Instagram. I mean, he still follows me and sees my stories but that doesn’t really mean anything. He even read my last text, but didn’t acknowledge to respond. I mean, why be a coward all of a sudden?
Suddenly, all the questions start running through my mind.
What is it that I did? Did I scare him off or something? Why did he do this? For crying out loud, I was nothing but nice and courteous to him throughout all this time.
Sunday, November 28th, 2021:
It’s been three weeks, which is nearly a month. I’m tempted to get some closure, but have no idea if it’s even worth it at this point. At the moment, I’m still figuring all of this out.
This concludes Part II. At the moment, Part III is being written and will be published soon.
