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Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

It all started when Sam Cawood joined a sex hookup website, just to see what it would be like. It was a Monday night. Sam was bored, and she was horny, and her fianc Ed had sealed himself away in the study as usual. He was setting up his own financial consulting practice while still working at the bank, and Sam knew from experience that hed be working long after she fell asleep. So she sat on the couch, guzzling chilled pink wine and surfing the web on her phone, when she saw the advert. iFuck! Just message a SLUT and ask her to FUCK! Bloody hell, thought Sam, what kind of girl would sign up to that? She tapped the ad to find out. It looked more like a porno site than a dating one. Selfies of female members scrolled along the bottom of the screen, a sea of naked boobs and pussies and bums turned to the camera. Most of the photos were taken from the neck down, but one or two showed a face. She could only LOG IN or JOIN, so Sam tapped JOIN and spent the next few minutes filling out her Slut Profile, alternatively tapping on her phone and casting furtive glances at the closed study door. Only faint strains of Eds boring snoring classical music emerged from it. Just 1 more step! promised the website. Upload a sexy selfie and youre in! Sam bit her lip, considering the risks. Fuck it. It wasnt like she was joining Tinder or something where she might get recognised. She could just upload a selfie that didnt show her face, and find out what all the fuss was about hookup dating. Who knowsI might actually get laid more than two nights a week! She scowled at the closed study door as she uploaded a couple of selfies from her phones memory to the internet. Take that, Captain I-Love-Banking-More-Than-My-Hot-Fiance. Photos uploaded successfully! The site reported. Now your profile needs to be approved. This normally takes up to 24 hours. Well email you when youre live on the site, SexySecretary24! Sam blinked, surprised and disappointed. Answering all the raunchy questions and uploading topless selfies had been a real turn on, and now she couldnt even get into the stupid site. She knew from experience that trying to seduce Ed on a Monday could only end in rejection. Her night ended like most of her weeknights did bathroom, bed alone, masturbation, sleep.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

When she checked her phone the next morning, she was startled to see that she had 258 unread emails. RichRobert, 42, 1 mile from you sent you a message! TotalBanker, 31, 2.5 miles from you sent you a message! DurtyDen37, 38, 1 mile from you sent you a message! MusicLuvr, 23, 2 miles from you sent you a message! And so on. There was a little photo of the guy next to each message. What the fuck? She quickly logged into the site, navigated to the settings, and turned off all email notifications. This was crazy!
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

The messages kept flooding in to her mailbox on the site at a wild rate. Most of the guys were illiterate, scary, ugly or ancient, but over the next few weeks she messaged a few of the ones who seemed funny, or normal, or hot. Overall, she mused a month later, it had been an interesting experiment. Having hundreds of different guys leave her messages telling her she was sexy and amazing was good for her ego, and the constant bombardment of sex talk had made her feel so irresistibly frisky that shed actually managed to seduce Ed on a Thursday night. Shed even met a couple of guys not really met, of course, just messaged them a lot who she thought were really nice. If circumstances were different, she told them, shed have been happy to meet up with them for drinks. But ultimately she was engaged to Ed, and shed told them both right from the start that she only ever joined the site out of curiosity. Both of them said they felt let down, and upsetting them was really the only bad thing to have come out of her flirtation with iFuck, the stupid yet awesome hookup site. Her logins to the site dwindled gradually as she lost interest. The experience had become repetitive. Her inner wild child satiated for now, Sam shifted her browsing habits to sites that helped her plan the wedding.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Sams phone chimed, indicating a new message arrived in her inbox. From iFuck Members Service membersifuck.com To SexySecretary24 s.cawoodhotmail.Com Subject New Member Assistance Service Dear Member, Weve noticed youve signed up as a slut six weeks ago, but have not been able to successfully hook up to any of our other members For most of our members, even those that have signed up as sluts the first encounter is mostly the most deferred but we are here to help with that. Heres an overview of features that can help you accomplish that Facebook Connect Linking your profile to you Facebook profile will allow for our members to contact you through Facebook for instant hookups. Full access to your profile also enables candidates to message you much more selectively, and members with Facebook profiles enabled automatically gain access to each others profiles once contact has been made. Your Facebook profile is facebook.comsam.cawood Click here to enable Facebook Connect. iFuck Mobile The iFuck app enables instant hookups with members in your neighborhood. Connected members will be able to find and track you right to your doorstep at any time of day using the GPS function on their smart devices. No need to install the app Just activate the service here . This service is free for new members for up to three months. After three months, additional costs may apply. Become a featured slut Each month we select a few of our struggling members to feature in our off site banner and social media campaigns. With your face out there, candidates are guaranteed to roll in. Click here to enter the featured sluts program. This service may be activated without a members given permission, as stated in our user agreement. Get spoiled Lose your iFuck.com virginity to an experienced slut-seeker. One out of a select group of members with at least one hundred confirmed fucks will be picked by one of our staff for you to experience your first encounter with at your convenience. Why not start your membership with a BANG ? View our top one hundred slut-seekers here . Sign up here . This is a premium service. Additional charges may apply. If you have any questions, message us at membersifuck.com. Were available 247 to accommodate our sluts. The above features will automatically be activated over the next few weeks, should you remain unsuccessful. The iFuck.com New Member Assistance Service. Satisfaction guaranteed.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Sam was at work when the message came in. At first she was surprised when she saw that it was from iFuck she was sure she'd turned off all email notifications. For a random hookup site, they weren't exactly being discreet what if Ed had happened to look at her phone before she did? Mild annoyance turned to a stomach-lurching sense of alarm when she saw the link to her Facebook profile. How the fuck did they get my Facebook? she thought. Must be from my email address. God, this was a bit close to home! Sam felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment. She was in the middle of typing up some dictation from one of the partners, but she decided that she had to nip this iFuck thing in the bud right now. The site had been fun, but she was done with it now, and the last thing she needed was emails from the site arriving unbidden in her phone inbox or worse, God forbid, something dodgy appearing on her Facebook. She scooped up her phone and handbag, and headed for the toilets. Inside the cubicle, she logged back into iFuck. There were hundreds of unread messages in her inbox. She tapped around her account options, but couldn't find any way to delete her iFuck profile, or even remove her selfies. In the end, the best she could do was email support. She tapped out a quick message. To membersifuck.com From s.cawoodhotmail.com Subject RE New Member Assistance Service Hi, Please delete my profile. It's SexySecretary24. I'm not using the site anymore. Sorry I couldn't work out how to do it on the site. Sam. She re-read it, and decided it wasn't emphatic enough. She added a line. PS Please don't link ANYTHING to my Facebook! I'm engaged! It felt embarrassing admitting that, but she figured that a hookup site called iFuck.com wasn't going to judge her. She hit send, and headed back to her desk, feeling relieved that she'd averted a catastrophe.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

The messages came in as she was packing up to leave work. Some of the girls were going for drinks at Picos, but Sam told them shed catch up when she understood that iFuck had refused her deletion request. She sat back down at her desk and read both emails, very carefully. What. The. Fuck. It was becoming pretty clear to Sam that just clicking through the terms and conditions shed agreed to had been a mistake. Just how much of a mistake, she couldnt be sure. After a while spent reading and re-reading the emails, she felt that she had the measure of the situation. They wouldnt delete her profile, because her profile attracted men. They also didnt want her to just lead the men on, because that led to men complaining that she was giving them blue balls. Okay, fine. They can keep the profile, and Ill stop doing that. She tapped out a careful reply. To membersifuck.com From s.cawoodhotmail.com Subject RE RE RE New Member Assistance Service Hi, Its fine not to delete my profile. To confirm, please do not activate Facebook Connect, iFuck Mobile or enter me in the Featured Sluts programme or promote my profile offsite in any way. Thank you. Kind regards, Sam. She hit send, hoping that shed read the situation correctly. She made a solemn promise to herself that, if the reply she got was favourable, shed never mess around on a silly site like this ever again. She had learned her lesson. Sam skipped Picos and went straight home. Ed cooked pasta, but Sam didnt eat or talk much, distracted by a sense of unease and the long wait for a reply.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Are you okay? Ed asked. You seem distracted, as if youre somewhere else entirely. Sams phone neither buzzed or chimed as as far as her monitors at iFuck.com were concerned, she had conceded to her account remaining active and until furtner notice no additional services would be activated on her account, as she had requested Not that it would be left entirely up to her. As a matter of fact, she didnt get a reply the next day, or the day after but three days after she sent her last message she received a new message, another notice From iFuck Members Service membersifuck.com To SexySecretary24 s.cawoodhotmail.Com Subject Inbox Dear member, Dear SecretSecretary24, Your inbox contains 489 unread messages. Failure to login and reply to your messages will result in an adjustment to your Blue Balls Counter BBC after which you may be billed for issued refunds on your behalf. We would like to urge you to log on and answer your messages in order to avoid unexpected costs. The BBC for SecretSecretary24 currently stands at 5. Additional costs will apply if your BBC reaches 8. Contact support for options to increase your threshold. The estimated additional cost is currently 142.60 and will be billed to VISA 3470 3767 4422 14 6. Avoid additional costs by simply hooking up! Hooking up to any of our members will reduce your BBC. Sign up to any of our weekly or monthly events to increase your BBC treshold. Events this week Mercy Fuck Monday read more , Fast Fuck Friday read more . We hope to see you back on the site soon. The iFuck.com New Member Assistance Service. Satisfaction guaranteed. Upon further inspection, Mercy Fuck Monday entailed hooking up with a member who's been active for at least two months but hasnt been able to hook up with any other member so far and Fast Fuck Friday was just what youd think itd be. An open invitation for a quick, backroom fuck without any of the social ceremony.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

What the living fuck? Sam, who in the last few days had allowed herself to believe her involvement with iFuck was over, seethed with anger at the latest intrusion. She could see now how this was going to play out theyd promised a money back guarantee to the men, and they were just going to make her pay it. Shed had to enter her credit card details as part of the joining process. The site had made it clear that it was just for age verification, and that nothing would appear on her statements which was a big deal for her, because Ed always checked all their statements for errors. If Ed saw a charge for iFuck.com, he'd definitely look into it. Ultimately, shed trusted the site to respect her privacy. Sam was beginning to understand what a stupid mistake that had been. Unfortunately, there wasnt a great deal she could actually do about it for now she couldnt afford to get into a dispute with them that had a chance of going public. It was infuriating. Think, Sam. Think. She needed to do a few things. Firstly get a new credit card, one that Ed didnt know about. Secondly she needed to keep her stupid blue balls count below 8, at least until shed obtained a new credit card. That meant replying to all 489 unread messages, since not apparently not doing so was giving some selfish, entitled asshole somewhere blue balls. Sam had been planning to go to the gym with Kat. She cancelled via text message, and went to sit in a Starbucks instead. She wrote one standard message, which she cut and pasted into nearly 489 replies Thanks very much for the interest but Im not looking right now. Im trying to be a better fianc hope you understand. Good luck finding the person youre looking for. x She kept the tone friendly and respectful, just so she didnt rack up any more complaints. All the cutting and pasting took nearly two hours. A few more messages had come in while she was online, so she sent them the same response, too. Before heading home, she tried to find out more about this Blue Balls Count. It had been a surprise that not replying to her messages could increase it. She wanted to get ahead of events.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

What Sam didnt realize while she almost mechanically copied and pasted her message into over five hundred replies without reading the actual messages was that she had sent the same stingy message in reply to several notifications she received from staff, the same messages she received through e-mail and then some that werent important enough to be automatically forwarded. Over a dozen of her carbon clone messages ended up on the support desk, each automatically creating their own ticket in the support queue which immediately flagged her account for closer investigation. Customer care was important at iFuck after all. From Alex alexifuck.com To SexySecretary24 s.cawoodhotmail.Com Subject Customer care SecretSecretary24, My name is Alex. I provide customer care at iFuck.com. Its come to my attention that you have either not been able to find a satisfactory hookup through our site, or have been purposely avoiding such. In regard to the Terms and Services you agreed to by signing up to our service I will assume that it is the first. Therefor, I have taken a couple of steps to help you on your way. Firstly, I have flagged your account for our Get Spoiled program free of charge. The profile Ive selected for you is one of our long standing customers and highly experienced with introducing new members to the pleasantries we offer. Hooking up with this profile is guaranteed to be successful. The members username is rrrr-mann and Ive attached a link to his profile below. In order to encourage you to hook up and get past any inhibitions you might have I have adjusted your BBC to 8 which puts you right at the threshold. You can either hook up with the profile Ive provided or find one of your own, but if your BBC hasnt dropped your credit card will be billed in twenty-four hours The BBC for SecretSecretary24 currently stands at 8. The estimated additional cost is currently 211.30 and will be billed to VISA 3470 3767 4422 14 6. I have also flagged your account as hard-to-get, which implies that members will be charged less to contact you which should increase your options considerably. If your encounter with rrrr-mann isn't satisfactory I will temporarily upgrade your BBC treshold to 9 and your account will be flagged as a featured slut providing even more exposure. I am here to ensure you get what you wanted when you signed up. Regards, Alex Customer Support iFuck.com. Satisfaction guaranteed. Attached to the message, Sam found a link to the profile of rrrr-mann. -------------------------------- rrrr-mann 11 miles from you is here to fuck sluts! rrrr-mann has fucked 114 members. 74 out of 91 of rrrr-mann s reviews are positive . About Me I fucking love this site. Aiming for the top! Name Raymond Mann Age 48 Build BuffMuscled Ethnicity CaucasianWhite Fave Position Face down, ass up Here for showing sluts how it is done Interests Oral, Vaginal, Rough sex
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Sam was at her desk when she got the message. She read it twice, a mounting sense of horror filling her. Sam? Kat's voice was filled with concern. You alright? I'm...I'm fine. Sam stood up quickly, gathering up her phone and handbag. She walked quickly to the toilets, her head down. She made it into the cubicle before she started crying. How could I have been so stupid? It was all going to come out. She was going to have to tell Ed. Would he understand? Would he kick her out? She tried to think of a way to spin things, paint them in a more flattering light, but she couldn't. This was going to be really bad. Unless...not everybody on the site was a monster like rrrr-mann. Some of the men she'd met in the early days were nice, really nice. What if she reached out to one of them? It might even be possible to talk him into faking a review for her. That would bring her BBC down below the threshold, and hopefully get the site off her back for long enough to obtain a new credit card. Yes, yes, yes. It was worth a try, at least. She used her phone to navigate back to her early messages, and her two favourite guys Simon and Josh. Simon was older than she'd normally have gone for. He was a former soldier, and he spent most of his time working as a bodyguard in places like Iraq and Afghanistan, using the site to hook up with girls when he was back in civilisation. For such a macho guy, Sam had been surprised at how intelligent and sensitive a soul his writing revealed him to be. Josh was in his early thirties. He was a graphic designer good looking in a hipster kind of way. He was clever, funny, and deeply self deprecating. Sam felt like she'd have been safe with Josh. Honestly, he was friend zone material, but she'd genuinely liked his personality. Sam thought about them both. Josh would be the easiest to persuade to write a fake review for her. She tapped on his photo to be taken to his profile. She took a deep breath, and tapped the Send a fuck request button. SexySecretary24 wants to fuck you! the site had helpfully started. There was a space beneath to write a message. Remember me? Can we get together after work? x Sam cleaned up her makeup in the mirror and went back to her desk. Kat looked up at her with inquiring eyes. It's nothing, Sam told her. It's alright.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Ok. See you later. x The afternoon passed slowly for Josh. Would she actually show up? If she did, would she actually put out? Would there be something wrong with her? Was this some kind of trick or scam? Would she turn up with a criminal and rob him? Was she a prostitute? She'd told him she'd worked in an office, but that could be bullshit. Did she just want something casual, or more serious? They'd seemed to really connect back when they were messaging each other. He knew that she had a boyfriend. Maybe she was having second thoughts? Minutes stretched into hours. Afternoon became evening. And then, a little after six, his entry phone buzzed. Josh sprang up and grabbed it. Hello. It's Sam. So that was her name. It felt exciting to hear her voice. He couldn't wait to see her face. Come on up. An agonising wait, then a gentle tap at his door. Josh checked his reflection one last time, then went to let her in, a friendly smile plastered on his face. He commanded himself to keep smiling, even if she turned out to be fat, or ugly from the neck up. He needn't have worried. When he opened the door his affected smile turned into a broad, genuine grin of relief. She was alone. And she was hot... although not exactly model or actress hot. She wasn't glammed up enough for that. She'd obviously come here straight from work without refreshing her clothes or makeup she had that end-of-the-day look typical of office workers at this hour. Her hair was tied into a ponytail. She wore a grey jacket top over a creamy blouse, a long tight black skirt, black stockings or tights, and champagne coloured heels. She looked like the girl from the photos, but with all those clothes on he honestly couldnt be sure. Hi. There was a moment's awkwardness as the two checked each other out for the first time. One thing Josh hadn't exactly been honest about on his profile was his height in her heels, she was a good two inches taller than him. Would it put her off? She was just standing there in the doorway. He wasn't sure exactly what to do shake her hand, or kiss her? Sam solved the problem by leaning in and giving him a little peck on the cheek. So...can I come in? Yeah! Hahahaha! Obviously. Josh scurried back into his apartment, nearly tripping over his own feet. Come in, come in! Get you a drink? I've got beer, coke... Coke please. Sam didn't want to get drunk until after she got out of here.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

So. Sam was sitting on his couch. Shed taken off her jacket, and Josh was now sure she was the girl from the photos. A bit of her arm tattoo peeped out from the cuff of her blouse, and she was definitely busty. Her legs were tightly crossed, the hem of her skirt just showing off her knees. Was she wearing stockings? It seemed like the dress was thin enough that hed be able to tell, but Josh didnt want to just stare. Probably tights, he thought. Dont get your hopes up. Listen, she was saying. Were friends, right? Sure. Of course. Sam looked him in the eye. I kind of need a favour from you, she admitted. Sam launched into a detailed description of her journey with the website so far. Intelligent and analytical, Josh grasped her situation immediately. SoI was hoping youd help me out. Can you fake a review of me? Pretend we had sex? That will get them off my back long enough for me to figure something out.
Thread: iFuck.com (Slimpies & September)

Josh had the look of a kid that had just had its candy taken away. Oh.. he muttered, letting his eyes drop into his lap. I thought... he looked up at the gorgeous creature in front of him and she smiled. Okay-- I guess. Josh shrugged, visibly disappointed. Getting friendzoned on a hookup site called iFuck. It could have ever happened to Josh and hed better not let any of his mates find out about it or hed never live it down. What... would you want it to say? Josh asked awkwardly. He certainly understood where Sam was coming from, but why did she sign up for a service clearly revolving around casual sex? Ill do it. he repeated with another shrug. Ill write the review. What about the picture though? he asked. We need a post sex picture at the very least. Are you going to do that? he asked, momentarily glancing at his phone on the living room table. I think one picture is required. he repeated with some hope. Josh wasnt lying. It was one among the many shameless customs iFuck members held high. Message a slut, fuck a slut and take a trophy picture Ah, and post that picture to the site along with a saucy review for some site credit and bragging points. Thats how it works. Josh explained non-apologetically.