Tabooisbetter

Just got home. Just made love. Boyfriend lasted about a minute the first time, then maybe a dozen the second. And now he’s in the shower, and I’m on tumblr fantasizing and frigging my head off.

All I have to say is this: I was expecting to be turned on at the party, but I wasn’t expecting that.

He was hotter than I remembered, and his attitude… ugh, God! It’s something I’ve hated for 95% of my life, but tonight.. I can’t even begin.

I saw him. We talked. He got me away from my boyfriend. We flirted. We got away from most people, and he tried to touch me. I brushed him off, but I let him do it again. He said he’d really love to talk to me sometime. We’re “friends” now, he said. Friends need to “do things” together. I gave in. I gave him my number. He rubbed his hand along my hip, my thigh, my ass….

It took every shred of my will to stop my body from just going home with him right then and there.

I’m under the covers right now, and even though it’s freezing outside, I’m sweating, and soaking the sheets. I shouldn’t want it. It shouldn’t turn me on this much. He’s arrogant, mean, manipulating…. and, for the life of me, I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a man more. Ugh.

My next final isn’t for a while, and with no work until I find a new job, I know all I’m going to be doing tomorrow is thinking about it.

Sometimes, she will get in a venerable situation on purpose, and let a guy rape her. At least, he thinks he’s raping her, but she secretly loves it.

But she does always come back to me and take care of me. The thing is, during all of this, condoms are nowhere in sight. She takes all their dicks bareback. And when guys get to fuck a beauty like her, they want their seed to go inside her. And of course, all of her rapists nut inside her.