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to tell others why someone is setting you on edge, it often sounds so trivial. As the words are coming out of your mouth, you find yourself thinking, “Wow, I probably sound super paranoid.”</p><p id="2b40">So, instead of going with your gut, you tell yourself the innocent explanation must be the correct one. You keep going along with it.</p><p id="2666">All those pink flags only start looking red once you’ve seen enough of them — <b>once you’ve noticed a clear pattern emerging.</b></p><p id="a47d">Depending on how experienced you are at dealing with people’s shit and how overt the asshole you’re dealing with is, it could take hours, days, months, or years before you piece it all together.</p><p id="619a">Recently, I had someone reach out to me who gave me kind of weird vibes. I felt like he was laying the groundwork for something (what exactly, I don’t know, but something).</p><p id="dc34">First, he reached out with some effusive praise on one of my articles. But he did it as a private message, not as a regular response.</p><p id="6e44">That made me a bit ill at ease. But I had a hard time really understanding why. I mean, private messages are a thing, and he didn’t say anything off color in it.</p><p id="a878">The private messages kept coming. I ignored them (can’t clap on private messages and I had nothing to say), but had the same odd feeling that I couldn’t fully explain.</p><p id="0ced">Eventually, he gave me some effusive praise and I thanked him. He responded within an hour asking if we could talk off Medium. Ostensibly, it was so we didn’t have to deal with the character limit (though there would have been none if he had just sent me regular responses).</p><p id="75b2">I decided to check out some of his stuff. The first thing that stood out was a very misogynistic article. And then I came across not one but two love letters he wrote to an unnamed Medium writer, each of them with a strong stalker vibe. (I don’t know if they were about me or not, but either way, they were creepy.)</p><p id="b8fb">When I told him I didn’t want to move my relationships with my readers off Medium, he made up an excuse and backpedaled. He claimed he was a professional sex coach and only wanted to offer me some advice about my clitoris.</p><p id="d078">Then, before the day was over, he went back to a post I wrote weeks before called <a href="https://readmedium.com/no-one-owes-you-a-chance-bef1a3ac4072">No One Owes You a Chance</a>. He left a lengthy response that implied that women who don’t give him a chance (e.g. me, just earlier) are bitter, angry, heartless bitches.</p><p id="9b52"><b>Yeah, his intentions were <i>totally </i>professional…</b></p><p id="fe6b">At that point, I cut communication with him before he could try to take things further. I blocked him. He deleted his response. And I hope that’ll be the last of it.</p><p id="0089">Now, given everything I know now — especially those super stalkery posts — it’s clear to me that the private messaging was a red flag. It’s also clear that asking to communicate off Medium is a bit of a red flag here. It’s quite likely he was laying the groundwork for something.</p><p id="a8c5" type="7">But up until that point, each of those individual actions seemed kind of innocent. Pink flags at best.</p><p id="682a">And that’s another way women “ignore” red flags — because each of them on their own doesn’t look that bad.</p><h1 id="3135">“Not All Men” Men Need to Sit the Fuck Down</h1><p id="f59f">There’s one more reason women ignore red flags. <b>We’re constantly being told we should.</b></p><p id="ec92">One big part of the problem is all the men who cry out “Not All Men” whenever women discuss the shit they deal with.</p><p id="c488">We have a lot of reasons for sharing our stories — it’s cathartic, it’s healing, and it helps us bond and understand each other.</p><p id="640e" type="7">It’s also a way of issuing warnings.</p><p id="2010">It’s because we share our bad experiences that we know about fuckboys and how to spot them. Or what to do if our boyfriend turns out to be a narcissist. Or that “Nice Guys” often have a total disregard

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for our sexual consent.</p><p id="02c9"><b>That shit’s fucking critical.</b></p><p id="4234">I didn’t have those kinds of conversations when I was younger and I didn’t have access to them online. So, I ended up in some risky situations, or got too close to guys who deep down did not give a shit about me, because I was figuring it all out on my own.</p><p id="8542">But now when we finally share our stories so that we can show each other (and clue some guys in) the red flags and pink flags we need to be mindful of, we keep hearing from men who are annoyed that we’re painting them with a broad brush.</p><p id="3147">Sometimes they don’t say “not all men.” Sometimes, they say that we should give guys a chance even if we feel weird. Sometimes, they say it’s not fair that they get treated like potential rapists just because they were being really forward because damnit they mean well.</p><p id="9486"><b>But in the end, what they’re doing is telling us not to trust our instincts. </b>They’re telling us that we need to give men the benefit of the doubt. They’re telling us to set aside our gut feelings because following them might mean we’re judging a decent guy too harshly.</p><p id="a9f5" type="7">And that’s one of the reasons women ignore red flags — because we’re constantly told we should, even when protecting men’s egos puts us at more serious risk.</p><p id="440e">I’m sure it sucks being treated with suspicion, but there’s a reason we have to be suspicious even if it has nothing to do with you personally. Those guards she’s putting up — the ones that make it trickier for you to interact with her — <b>they might be the only thing keeping her from being abused or having the worst night of her life.</b></p><p id="0515">So if you ever feel like a woman is unfairly treating you like a potential threat, understand that she has to put her safety first. <b>She deserves your empathy, not your contempt.</b></p><p id="cbb2"><a href="https://emmaaustin.substack.com/p/welcome-to-my-newsletter"><b><i>Let’s keep in touch! Sign up for my weekly newsletter</i></b></a><b><i> (I won’t send you anything without your enthusiastic consent!)</i></b></p><p id="0320"><b>❤ If you liked this post, you might also love:</b></p><div id="c7dc" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-real-reason-shes-not-being-honest-with-you-76ebab3ff50c"> <div> <div> <h2>The Real Reason She’s Not Being Honest With You</h2> <div><h3>She wants to be straightforward — it’s just not safe</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*5gk1jvdsTLP_qzsFVPr3tg.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="17a8" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/men-hitting-on-women-online-need-to-up-their-game-8c077ca48fc"> <div> <div> <h2>Men Hitting on Women Online Need to Up Their Game</h2> <div><h3>It’s not hard — here’s how to do it</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*M_wLC7GCweb2S5mI8TLexw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div><div id="0e7a" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/signs-your-new-boyfriend-might-be-a-narcissist-e55b2e6d7e2b"> <div> <div> <h2>Signs Your New Boyfriend Might Be a Narcissist</h2> <div><h3>After years of narcissistic abuse, I’m on the lookout for red flags</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*xekbc_KPuOOC_xD8maW9Kw.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

She Invited Me Over To Masturbate For Her and Her Friend

I had a regular FWB that was into… anything and everything.

By master1305 — www.freepik.com

This was about 7 years ago.

We had a super casual, very sexual relationship. I really enjoyed her company, but we only really got together to mess around.

One of the things she was really into was to have me jerk off for her. She’d sometimes come over specifically for that purpose. And leave right after. So it wasn’t the most unusual thing in the world when she texted me at around 11 pm on a Friday night. It went something like this.

LAURA: Hey. I have my friend Amy over tonight. I was telling her about you.

ME: Oh yeah? Good things, I trust.

LAURA: Naturally. We’re into the wine and… I had an idea.

ME: I’m listening

LAURA: How would you feel about coming over and stroking your cock? For both of us.

ME: I can be there in 20.

I had no idea who Amy was. But obviously, I didn’t care. This sounded super hot. And I was well aware that Laura was into girls too, so again, as much as I was pleasantly surprised, this wasn’t a complete shock.

I took the shortest shower ever and went straight there. Laura greeted me at the smile with a devilish grin with wine-stained teeth. Laura, I should describe.

She’s pencil-thin.

Pale. Brown hair. Cute little A-cup tits. She was wearing a pair of loose-fitting shorts and a tight white tank. Her nipples gave away the fact that she was excited by what might come.

She led me in the door and introduced me to Amy. She was also fairly petite, but with more curves. Long hair. Pyjama pants and a pink tank top straining to contain her much bigger chest.

We awkwardly introduced. Even shook hands haha. But Laura quickly led me over to the couch. I sat down in the middle and they both sat on the floor right in front of me. I said,

“Let’s go, you know the rules.”

Laura looked at Amy and said:

“Yeah, the deal is that I’ve got to at least give him enough to get hard. So, umm, it’s a panties only dress code,” she laughed.

Amy just laughed too, as Laura stood up and dropped her shorts, kicking them away. Standing in a tiny black thong, Laura looked right at Amy and peeled her tank top off. I was already semi-hard and started on my pants.

“I guess it’s only fair,”

Amy said and stood as well. She dropped her pajama pants to reveal some super cute boy-cut panties. When she lifted off her top, her tits fell out and I swear almost made an audible thud.

Meanwhile, I freed myself from my pants.

As usual, I ditched my pants and my boxer briefs. It always feels unusual sitting there in just a shirt, so I got rid of that too.

They both had returned to sitting on their knees in front of the couch. I began to slowly stroke my cock, which was now rock hard.

This was always a performance, so I started slow. Plus, I wanted to make it last as much as they did. Both their eyes were fixed on my cock. I moved my hand down and gave my balls a bit of a squeeze.

Laura looked over at Amy, who was still staring. Eventually, their gaze met. They just grinned like thieves.

I continued to do, well the only thing I could do. I stroked my cock. I played with my balls. I went a little faster, then slowed it down. Some precum got on my finger. I held out my hand to Laura. Dutifully she licked it clean. Amy watched and just said “fuck.”

I said “come here” and motioned for Laura to join me on the couch on my left. She did. And then I motioned with my head for Amy to come up on my right. She did.

Now right beside me, their bare legs against mine, I continued to stroke my cock. I turned to my left and kissed Laura. She always kissed me hard and deep. With a hunger.

And then I turned my head and kissed Amy.

Hers was soft and more gentle, but I could feel her moan as we locked lips.

We continued this for a few minutes. My free hand found their tits. My mouth when from one of theirs to the other. And all the while I stroked my cock.

But I could only delay things so long, and I needed release. I quickened my pace. I started stroking hard. They were practically leaned over me. Hands-on my thighs. I told them I was close. We stopped kissing and they just watched.

I started cumming hard.

I felt their hands dig into my thigh as I fucking erupted. My cum dripped down from my cock and covered my balls. I called out and just emptied my load before sinking back into the couch.

My right hand was sticky with cum. Again I offered it to Laura, and as usual, she dutifully licked the back of my hand and started to take my fingers in her mouth, sucking them clean. But with one sticky digit left, I pulled it away from Laura and offered it to Amy.

I didn’t know how she’d feel and the look on her face said she wasn’t entirely sure either, but then she took my finger in her mouth just like Laura did.

Laura, however, was only getting started.

She was always more than happy to do a complete clean-up. So she got back on the floor in front of me and began to lick the cum off my thighs and my balls. And as much as I love it when she does this and looks me in the eye, it was even hotter to see her do it and look over at Amy.

She licked a big rope of cum right from my balls and shaft and kept it on her tongue. Then she stood up, leaned over, and slowly brought her face towards Amy’s.

Again, Amy seemed hesitant. But as Laura slowly moved towards her, now only a few inches apart, It was Amy who lunged forward. The two of them kissed passionately. I sat there smiling ear to ear as they kissed with my cum on their tongues and lips.

After a little more cleanup, I got dressed. I gave them both a final kiss goodnight and returned home.

I’ve been feeling very turned on and isolated these days and reflecting on past encounters helps me feel better. Don’t forget to follow me.

I’m sending you so much love 💋 Olivia

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