I can't tell you why I do this or if there is something wrong with me lol just accept that its apart of me to like the attention and crave contrasts. To be completely honest, its the contrasts that i focus on.
So when I saw him on my screen the first time I knew that we both knew I was out of his league. This is why it made me squirm pushing myself to talk to him even though every part of me said "NO you can do better, hes a creep, hes fat, hes ugly, hes so damn old" the list goes on. I sat reading his messages sometimes wondering if now was the moment I stop dipping myself further into letting things get out of my control and into his..
How fun or how regrettable it would be if he got me in his hands… so these thoughts swirled in my head for days and I RESISTED trust me! I tried and tried not to read them then tried and tried not to answer him…
So that was why I just watched my own feet move for the 12 or so blocks to the cafe thinking what the fuck am I doing… I remember looking at his hands touching my thighs in the cafe and the sharp hairs on his face stabbing me as he put his face against mine and whispered to me.
The way my mind kept looking for an escape every few seconds on the walk to the motel to when he closed the door and just looked at me for soo long before he put me to work.
I admitted this to him and he wasn't offended that I thought he was very repulsive to me and instead seemed to get off on it too so I let him do things and went on an emotional rollercoaster off his words and his painful actions and at moments I found myself subduing my own impulses to stop the pain and more aiding him in his desires with me and this is why it was such a powerful experience for me. Since you guys keep asking my state of mine then, this was it. Sorry if its hard to understand. Reliving it makes typing quite a hard task with shaking hands. Im healed now but my mind is quite unable to cope without at least msging him again for the possibility of more…so fresh on my thoughts http://imgur.com/a/qNMso
also sorry if I seem offensive
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/403t8k/my_state_of_mind_for_my_first_craigslist
How did you manage to stay safe? Were there precautions taken like condoms or by letting someone know where you were going? Or was the idea that it could go wrong part of it.
There were precautions
Soo hot. And especially the pics. He really knew how to spank you. Any chance you’d describe the encounter more? And I’ve known a few girls that would fantasize about older "gross" men doing stuff to them. Might be more common than you think.
you’re rather cute
there’s this young girl i have my eye on that would be down for this! what kinda things did he say to you, before coaxing you out to do this? Kinda dominating or degrading or ??? Who’s idea was it to do this? Your fantasy and he helped or his fantasy and you helped?