XOXO Gossip Squirrel! Some chick hacked a dude I was bangings gmail…


Dudes! I got some “XOXO” for you!
This dude I have been banging apparently fucked some chicks world up, so she hacked into his email and pretended to be him and wrote me a cryptic email and then forwarded me some of his emails and gchats with other chicks! Now, don’t get it twisted, he didn’t do anything fucked up to me: we were very casual and hung out about once a week, we have never had any kind of “relationship” talk, and since I am fucking other people I can’t even begin to be jacked about him banging a bunch of other chicks. However, since he clearly fucked two chick’s worlds up, I don’t feel like a assperson for posting this gossip. I can’t believe I just became Gossip Girl because of my dick lovin’ nature! It should be noted that I meet this dude on Halloween and we banged in a playground that was across from a police station while I was dressed as a dream catcher and later he told me he was really bugged out about staying hard because a) he was hella drunk and b) I had ripped part of my outfit so we could fuck and he felt “pressure”- what he didn’t realize is that I had ripped my fishnets and who the fuck cares about ripping the crotch of fishnets because they are just going to blow out when you drop it low on the dance floor anyway.

(note got the pinky up, staying classy and trashy)
The first email was from Playground Sex and I forwarded it to all my ladies:
Playground Sex: have no fear your time will be soon when you fall for me and i screw up your life if your smart you wont fall in love with me but if your not i wish you the best of what is yet to come
Calisha Jenkins: wtf? are you already wasted at 10:30? interrobang?!

He didn’t reply and we were supposed to go out that night. I had no idea what to think of this email but I felt like he knew the difference between your and you’re. So, I texted him “yo, cryptic email. You must have fucked some girl’s world up. but, I am going to gamble. are we still hanging out tonight?”
I can’t save texts because I have a phone from ’03 but his reply was something like “shit, what did it say and yes.” Blah, Blah, Blah we hang out later and bang and the email didn’t come up until the morning.
PS: So, what did that email say?
CJ: Oh, something about how I shouldn’t hang out with you because I will fall in love and you will distroy me.
He rambled on about the hacking of the email not really saying anything of importance and I mentioned he should change his password (duh) and he was very nonchalant about how he needed to change it. Now, you better believe, if someone had tapped into my shit I would have dragged my drunk ass out of whatevs and gone to a internet cafe. So, a week or so goes by and I hit him up to see if he wants to go this art show or possibly drive me to Atlantic City (bitch got a whip, what?).
A couple hours after that I get a bunch of forwards from his email:

5:41 PM PS: mike from the bar isnt picking up the phone
i hope he isnt ignoring me for some reason
5:42 PM PS: maybe you can date him until i get the job, then you can stop, haha
5:44 PM Special Lady Friend: awh yeah maybe i’ll think about it but i didnt screw
it up you did
PS: what did i do?
SLF: he asked if he could ask me out and you were like ahhh i dont know
remeber
remember haha
5:45 PM PS: i thought thats what you wanted
well, you can go on a date now if you want
i think thats my in
SLF: haha stop it im not gona
he was kinda weird and how could he like that much already??? im not
that awesome…or am i???
5:46 PM PS: mh
i meant hm
SLF: but if u think i can get you a job maybe i could but youd
have to do a lot of ass kissing
PS: to whom?
SLF: hmmm….what are you contemplating something
5:47 PM me obviously
PS: ha
SLF: id have to sacrifice myself and date him
PS: dont be selfish
i would date a weirdo for you
5:49 PM ok, well anyways, do you want to hang in the city after your interview>?
i may come in early to go to my parents so we could hang
SLF: sure i think id be done by 2
5:50 PM PS: cool
ill shoot to be there by then and we can find somewhere to go
are you bringing your bike?
5:51 PM SLF: no im coming from pa tomorrow morning
5:52 PM PS: oh, so youre going straight to the city then?
SLF: yes in deed
5:54 PM PS: ok, well im going to jump in the shower now
i guess ill jsut plan on meeting you somewhere in the city tmrw
5:59 PM SLF: k wack off in the shower

The next email I got forwarded was way to personal for me to post but I will give you the closing paragraph:
“wish you loved me but love sucks and hopefully soon i will die….haha
kidding i just beat cancer bitch im not fucking dying…… no way…not
never….” (like…whoa..)
And in the middle she says “please dont continue to do this to people you will only have the same end result of girls beating the shit out of you” bwahahahahaha! (I do not support domestic abuse of any kind, but that is fucking funny!)

His reply:
first off, youre not the only one who feels a loss. ive said
numerous times that i am selfish and try to get you back because i like hanging out with you and miss you. so when we arent together, it is a loss. i know what we had recently was kind of fucked up because it was like we were (obviously I was wrong about his cunjunction skills) both going out but we werent. but honestly, i thought you were dating and that this could work without me fucking your life up again. it almost worked this time. im sorry again, and ill try to not do this to anyone else either. i hope you get that bar job and at least you have one big thing you dont have to worry about this year.
did i sense a little bit of humor at the end there? fuck it, just be
happy when you can. im going to miss you in vt, even if i replace you with one of my sluts, blah, blah, blah. but really, i hope you have a good time doing whatever your doing. and im still going to send you mixes whether you want them or not.

Another email from him but probably from Jacked Hacker Chick:
JHC: told you i would win bitch
Special Lady Friend: Really…..????????? whos acting hostile now
Play Ground Sex: > > aw shit. not again. when did you get that? i havent emailed anything to you since yesterday. fuck. i thought this was over
SLF: yeah ok just like you to blame somone else for shit you say and do. just leave me the fuck alone i get it your done and im done and whatever just leave me the fuck alone
PS: why cant you just believe that i actually do care for you. but that your too fucked up. naybe that is why i love you? idk either way just give me another chance to make it up to you. please??

Riiiiiiggggght! I somehow found my way into a bunch of gooosssip with people I don’t know. I love it! All the gossip I got in the vault I can’t tell, cause I KNOW those people and somehow i got involved with some MelWhoKnows Place! Anyway, so Playground Sex must of really fucked up. Two chicks hate him, both maybe crazy, one was dying (and she sounds pretty boss from the email I can’t share) and the other is good at the internet. He can’t realize he should delete his email. And, I happened to fuck him in a dreamcatcher. Oh, if we had a midget and a monkey I would be in the internet Passions!
Oh and this was the first one I got but I put it last because I don’t even know why I would care. News Flash dudes have friends…?:
10:15 AM PS: Are u doing idiotarod this year?
10:17 AM Some Chick: yes
with lady bro/other lady bro
PS: oh ok
SC: didnt know they were separate
PS: seperate teams
yeah
10:18 AM is there a 4th on your team?
SC: bros bf
and another girl or 2
PS: oh, i forgot she has a bf
SC: yeah
hes nice tho
10:20 AM PS: im sure, its just weird that she has a bf bc shes always on dates
10:21 AM SG: well i guess she found a good one
PS: anyways, thats cool. just wondering
see you later
10:24 AM SC: ok

I love getting up in people’s shit when I don’t know them! He doesn’t use that email really anymore but I kind of want to just keep email him for no reason so I can get my fix on! I don’t have tv you know. I realized the other day he reminds me of Tom Selleck! I couldn’t put my finger on who he looked like but then all this drama happened and of course I thought of The Young And The Restless! Oh and if you like the picture up there you can get more Selleck/Sandwich/Waterfall action here.
Ladies, if this kind of “xoxo – Gossip Girl” shit has happened to you – do tell!

xoxo,
Gossip Squirrel (Leesh Jenks)

February 18, 2010. corruption, dick, drunk, from deep inside our inbox, gossip, known pornographers, sex in public, Uncategorized. Leave a comment.

Clit’rature: Down by the River, Pt. 2

I want to grab it by the base and shove it in as deep as it will go, right away, but I don’t–I hold it down on your belly and start with my tongue, in that spot where dick becomes balls, right in the middle–I twirl around there for a second and then lick your shaft from the bottom to the top–I take it around the base and slap it onto my tongue a few times, then turn my head so my lips are wrapped sideways around the tip. Slowly I move my mouth so it covers the whole head, and then I lower my face onto you and start sucking–you groan and your head rolls back, you wrap both hands up in my hair–each time I take you in a little more, each time you hold my face down a little longer, your cock muffling the sounds coming out of my throat. We’re in synch now, I’m moving how you want me to, your fingers are still twisted up in my hair, lightly pushing and pulling, firm and steady. I sneak a peek at your face while I’m sucking but your eyes are closed, brows furrowed in concentration, you’re trying not to cum yet.

All of a sudden, you snap my head up off your cock. I think you’re gonna cum but you don’t. I wanna fuck you now, I tell you but at the same time you’re saying, sit on this dick right fucking now–so I get up and turn around so I’m kneeling backwards over you, poised to drop it but waiting, waiting. You push me forward a little so you can grab it and rub it up and down over my pussy a couple of times, making sure I’m still wet–I am, of course I am, every molecule in my body needs to fucking feel you inside of me right the fuck now–then you put the tip in position and place your hands on my hips, pulling me low down down low.

This is what I’ve been waiting for, this is what I’ve been thinking about, on the train, at my desk, at the grocery store, constantly, easing myself onto your cock, feeling myself stretch out around you, how it hurts so good, this right now right here–oh FUCK–we go two strokes and then I drop it hard and swallow you whole, slipping and swiveling around on your dick like it’s a joystick. It’s on now, reverse cowgirl in full motherfucking effizect, you lifting me up by your left palm, nestled between my ribs with authority, fingers gripping around the underside of my right breast–your other hand gripped into the fat flesh of my ass, strong into soft, pushing me back down over your cock on the downstroke. I’ve got one hand in the wet dirt to steady myself, the other arm’s trying to restrain my tits, which were bouncing so hard at first when I dropped down that they practically smacked me in the face.

I’m turning my head around, saltsweaty strands of hair stuck to the sweat on my face, I wanna see what you can see, I wanna watch you watching your dick disappear inside of me and come back out, shinywetslippery, pushing and pulling–the sweet sting surprise, first one smack, then another, each one harder than the last. You like to make me holler, you like the way your palm leaves its red imprint on my ass, you like to make me ask for more. Beg for it. Keep fucking pumping. Keep fucking talking. Keep fucking squeezing me. Please. I need it. You do, you keep doing it, you’re grunting, I think I hear you ask me if I fucking like it like that, I think I say yes, but everything is a blur so I can’t be sure. The ground starts shaking beneath us: train’s coming. You tell me to cum because you know I fucking come when I’m called like a good girl–you reach around and start rubbing my pussy, real fast, and say cum on my fucking cock right now, come on girl, come on, and I do, I cum so fucking hard I leave tiny little red nail marks on your arms where I was holding them that will last for weeks afterward.

To be continued…

March 31, 2009. blowjobs, clit'rature, sex in public, tits magoo, trains. 1 comment.