Game Playing

I had a long talk with M last night

mostly vanilla -- we haven't really had the time to talk since Friday

so -- we talked until his phone went kaput

then we texted

and got a bit mushy
sickeningly so

then I told him

I want very much to cum for you ....I miss being you slut

the needy cunt emerges - he responds

why should I let you cum now?

Hmmm -- priming the pump? -- I offer

not good enough -- he returns

I don't have a good reason, love
your girl will be good and wait

and frankly -- my brain wasn't really working well last night
I was TIRED -- and shouldn't have said anything
I really couldn't think of a compelling reason why
he should let me cum
my thought was
"you're right -- I don't deserve it"

I thought you'd be more creative than that slut

I'm out of creativity
I don't deserve it

(and then I'm trying to be funny)

reverse psychology

careful with your psychology

Kisses -- the slut will sleep on her hands

no games....ever.  Speak your mind and know I will lead you in the right direction.
I have a better plan for your hands

and so we began
the phone rang

I soaked the bed
cumming over an over
not allowed to touch my clit
fingers restricted to squeezing nipples
like HE would.

but that's not why I'm writing

I have a burning desire to explain

"I wasn't playing a game!!!! -- really!"

"I was just out of ideas!"

but you have to wonder

wasn't I?

on some level?

wasn't I playing cute by mentioning that
it could be reverse psychology

and um

didn't it work?
large puddle as evidence

I've never been very good at understanding

what IS game playing and what is NOT

and I don't think he was really cross with me

all I know is that his stern text made me straighten up and fly right
and was a turn on