Messing with a scammer

So, I received one of those scammer emails.

This is a very confidential proposition for you. On July 21st 2003,an Importer of Textiles and Automobiles for the past Thirteen years made a numbered time (Fixed) Deposit for twelve calendar months, valued at ten million seven hundred thousand United States Dollars (US$10.7musd) in my branch.

Upon maturity on July 20th 2004 as his Credit Officer, I sent a routine notification to his forwarding address but got no reply.

And on it went, blah, blah, blah.

Well, instead of ignoring it, I thought I would have some fun with it.

Here are the current emails:


Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>



to danielwodi

Hello you naughty doctor you. Do you want to play doctor with me?
I like a nice, handsome, doctor.

I do find it strange that you left me a message with your private email, instead of your official bank email, but I guess that is because you know I am a dirty girl and would rather talk about something else than boring bank stuff.

So, tell me doctor, how do you want me?

Would you like me to put on my skirt, and leave my panties off? Bend over for you just as you look up?
Or maybe do a sexy little dance on your desk, so every time you look up, you see my pussy, glistening with my juices.

How will you make love to me? It seems you don't like airplanes after that nasty crash. So, I guess no mile high club. Poo. I have never gotten to try making love in an airplane.

With all your money though, you could make love on a pile of it. Do you want to take me on some dirty, dirty money?

Anyways sweety, tell me your dirty thoughts, and I will tell you mine.

Dirty Me ( . Y . )


Dr. Wodi Daniel <danielwodi@gmail.com>
Feb 28



to me

Lol, why do u write this while I am asking u for a help in getting this fund? I cannot write you with my official bank site because it is monitored

My reply (I just copied and pasted this post into my email):
http://dirtylittlemestories.blogspot.com/2013/11/changing-room-quickie-quickie-fantasy.html



Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>
Jul 22 (2 days ago)



to Wodi

Naughty doctor. I added you to my G+ circle, so we can talk about all the dirty money from the Benin Republic. I want to hear all about what you would have done to me, those last moments on the plane. Then, you can tell me what we would do on those piles of money. The naughty, dirty money.


Dr. Wodi Daniel



to me

YOU MESTURBET

Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>


to Wodi

I am, thinking about you. Putting my fingers in my pussy, imagining you here, thrusting into me, so deep, so hard. Faster please. Harder. Please come make love to me. Please come inside me. Fill me up. I want to be yours. Ohh yes! Soooo good.
Do you want to watch?

His Reply:
(Emailed me back a separate email with nothing but my copied text and MONEY?)


Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>



to Wodi

What about money? You will pay me for a naughty little webcam? Sure, I don't mind.

So, would you like me to take off my clothes, a little at a time, while I sway to the music? Would you prefer I just start naked? Should I finger my wet, hungry pussy, or use my vibrator? Would you prefer to watch me make love to another man in front of the webcam?

I'm waiting for you, skirt pulled up, panties pulled down. I am playing with my clit, so I am nice and horny and ready for you to watch me. I want you to watch me play with myself. I want you to watch me play with your dirty money. I want you to take me in the airplane, as it falls from the sky, and fuck me in front of all the other passengers, know this will be the last time you make love to a woman. Make love to me you dirty banker. Take me like you want to, you know you do. You want to eat my pussy, and stick your hard, throbbing penis inside. You want to take me from behind, and pound into me over and over again, until you spurt your cum deep inside me. Do you know I am not on birth control right now? Maybe you can get me pregnant.


Dr. Wodi Daniel



to me

WHY NOT PUT UR HEAD INSIDE UR CONT AND SWIM NAKED THEN I WILL PAY U, SOMETHING SUPPOSE JUST DO WITHOUT MONEY AND U NEED MONEY, THEN WHAT WILL BE MY GAIN IF I WATCH UR VIDEO AND STILL PAY U
WE BELIEVE IN RECEIVE PAYMENT WHILE WATCHING VIDEOS


Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>
to Wodi

I can put my hand in my cunt if you prefer. Swimming naked is fun, but I can't swim, so you would have to save me you naughty banker you.
I didn't ask for money. You said you would give me money. If you don't want to, that is fine. You can still watch me get naughty on the camera just for you. But I don't pay to have people watch me get naughty.

Then I just copied the text from here: http://dirtylittlemestories.blogspot.com/2013/09/slow-motion-love-final-polished-story.html

Dr. Wodi Daniel



to me

BUT THIS MAIL IS COPIED; YOU WROTE THE FIRST PARAGRAPH AND COPIED THE REST FROM SOMEWHERE
Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>

to Wodi

Oh Sweety, I copied the rest from myself. It is my blog post: http://dirtylittlemestories.blogspot.com/2013/09/slow-motion-love-final-polished-story.html


Dr. Wodi Daniel



to me

Get off in the mighty name of Jesus Christ Amen.


Dirty Me <dirtylittlemestorytime@gmail.com>

to Wodi


Really? You think Jesus would like me to masturbate for him? After all, that is what "getting off" is, masturbating until climax.

Okay, I can do that.

Grabbing the small Jesus statue I have, I place it firmly between my legs. I push the head of the statue against the white, cotton cloth of my panties, letting my free hand dip under my shirt, lightly pinching my nipple between my thumb and pointer finger.

The head of the statue pushes harder against the fabric, almost entering my hot, wet pussy. Stopped by the fabric. In frustration, I pull the panties aside, pushing the head of the statue against my pussy again, the cold rock like substance in stark contract to the heat coming from between my legs.

Tugging my nipple, I push harder, gasping as the head penetrates me. I close my eyes, imagining Jesus there, between my legs, violating my most intimate spot.

Pushing harder, the statue enters me deeper, and my hand leaves my breast, moving down to my clit. I push my clit, massaging it gently, in circles, as I move the statue back and forth, deeper inside, then almost out. The difference in temperature between the statue and my pussy makes it uncomfortable, as well as highly noticeable. My mind cries out as I feel it penetrating me, noting every movement of it inside me.

In and out

In and out

I push my clit down, smashing it against my pubic bone and my finger, a slight cry escaping my lips.

Push it harder

Push it down

In and out

In and out

The statue, now covered in the juices from my soaked pussy, slides easier, feels better, no longer uncomfortable. I push it in deeper.

In and out

In and out

I thrust my hips forward, pushing it until it becomes uncomfortable, unable to get it in more. I rub my clit against my pelvic bone, tingles washing over me.

Rub it harder

Rub it faster

Run it harder

Rub it more

I settle into a rhythm, pulling the statue out then thrusting it back in. A moan escapes my throat, floating on the air with wet, slurping, naughty sounds coming from between my legs.

Push it in

Pull it out

Rub is harder

Feel it more

My mind goes wild, thrilling at the feel of Jesus penetrating me. I want him to feel me up. To cum inside me. To make me his.

Cum, please

Cum, please

Oh God, cum please!

I feel my mind emptying, as the pressure builds toward release. I feel my body tensing.

Building up

Building to climax

Building to bliss

Push it harder. Please. Put it in deeper. Let it cum inside me.

I feel my pussy tighten hungrily around the head of the statue as the pressure breaks. The statue of Jesus, deep inside my pussy, as orgasmic bliss washes over me.

I lay here, panting, shuddering, twitching weakly from the orgasm.

Thank you for showing me Jesus. He is a wonderful lover.

Maybe next time you could watch me "get off in the mighty name of Jesus Christ".

Amen.