elle et lui

My Story Time:

OMG, Bestie, You Won’t Believe the Tea I’m About to Spill…

So, okay, here’s the deal—I’ve been with Flo for a hot minute, but lately? Our sex life is drier than my phone battery after a night out. I mean, he’s trying, but… no cap, the vibes were just off. Like, I’m over here doing kegels for what?

Anyway, I started taking dance classes (slay, right?), and lemme tell you—those girls know how to party. One night, we’re at this boujee bar, tequila shots flying, and in walks this young guy—like, barely-legal, baby-faced snack. Flo texts me saying he’s on his way, but guess what? I ain’t waiting.

I catch this guy eye-fucking me hard, so I’m like, “Wanna step outside?” with the most unhinged smile. Next thing I know, we’re behind the bar, pressed against the wall, and his hands are everywhere. He’s got that reckless, hungry energy, y’know? Like he needs to prove something.

And listen—I let him. His fingers slide under my skirt, and I’m wet immediately. He groans, “Fuck, you’re soaked,” and I just laugh because duh. Then he dives in, eating my pussy like it’s his last meal. I’m moaning, grinding his face, and—plot twist—I see Flo through the window.

Our eyes lock, and instead of stopping? I arch into it. “Tell him,” the guy growls, slapping my ass. So I do. “Flo, baby… watch how a real man makes me cum.”

And bestie? Flo stayed.

Big yikes or iconic? You tell me. 😏🔥