So You Want to be My Boyfriend

I don’t mind the word “brat”, in fact, I think it’s kind of a compliment. Actually it’s totally a compliment. If I’ve gotten to you so much that you call me a brat, well then clearly you know me and aren’t you lucky. But even though you know I’m a brat you still want to be my boyfriend. Do you think I’m not going to be a brat to you if you are my quote unquote boyfriend? I will be. But you know if you are very sexy or I just decide I really like you, then maybe I won’t be, but there are certain things I make the guys who tell me they want to date me, do, to prove they are serious.

Over the summer I went with a few of them to a pool party that a friend of mine threw. It was one of those affairs where there are so many gorgeous people that you can’t help but enjoy yourself. Especially when they are in swim attire. These guys had all been telling me for weeks how amazing they would be as boyfriends and really I was getting a little tired of all the attention. Hard to believe, but true. It can be exhausting being a hot babe. All the guys who want to take me out, trying to juggle a schedule of some sort that makes it possible to have fun without having to worry about someone blowing up my phone with text messages while I’m relaxing, it requires me to actually respond to each and every one of those guys and give him some of my time.

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Party Games

This party seemed to me like the perfect way to once and for all make a choice that they all would see at once and know it was completely fair. A little competition if you will! Because while we women just expect you to choose us, men seem to feel that true competition is the only fair way for us pick which one of them we want to date. That’s not even true, but hey, being a bratty princess, I thought it would be fun to come up with some naughty things to see just how far they would be willing to go to be my boyfriends. It took a tiny bit of convincing but they all arrived at the party, on time and ready to make me very happy. Everyone was certain they would be the man of my dreams and therefore the chosen one at the end of the night.

I was there looking very sexy in a little red and white bikini with very short white shorts and a pair of high heels. The guys were eager for my attention, especially one extra annoying man. He told me, all night long, how good he would “do me” and that if I didn’t choose him, I was crazy. He was also doing that ultra-annoying thing where they try to tell you how much they worth or what a great job they have. BORING! Anyway, I made sure that I had everyone’s attention, by making the rounds and spending a few moments with each of the eight guys who were there.

Sucking and Choosing

I let them know that I might be interested and soon they were all surrounding me, eager to find out how they could make me happy. While I was enjoying dragging out the torment, I knew I’d enjoy the little competition even more. So I explained to them exactly what I wanted them to do. I told the eight guys that we were all going to play a game. They all wanted me and since I just couldn’t possibly choose between them *giggle*, the only fair way to decide was to have a little contest. But this wouldn’t be something like trivia or touch football, oh no, you see I like to be entertained and I love sex, so I have to know that my man will always be ready for anything.

They all had to agree to play before I’d tell them the rules, (I am a brat after all, I have to make it hard in every way) there were a couple who hesitated, but in the end it was easy. Once everyone had agreed I explained to them that one of them would volunteer to be the bitch, the slut of the night who was going to show off some skills. Cock sucking skills to be exact. They would have to suck all seven cocks and then they’d get a chance with me. But if they didn’t finish, well someone else would get a chance. To my delight, Mister Annoying volunteered to be the first slut of the night, confident he would finish and win my love. The best part was, by the time he was done they had all came and his little dick spurted before he ever got near me. My real date arrived then and we left laughing at all of them. Better luck next time, guys!