Sticking my dick in crazy… Kelly, the girl who stabbed me. Pt. 2: “I’m Late” [FM][Rough][Sadistic][Pregnant]

I’m sorry this took so long to post… I was recently released from an inpatient mental health facility after suicidal thoughts, and brains before boners.

You can read part one here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6eatub/sticking_my_dick_in_crazy_kelly_the_girl_who/

There’s a more full version on my website at: http://relationshipgoalsxxx.com/sticking-my-dick-in-crazy-kelly-part-2/

I sat there thinking it might be time to make better decisions… a thought I often have to this day. My now-ex-girlfriend Valerie had just punched me in the stomach and spit in my face, and I may have knocked up a supposed one-night stand, worse still, one who claimed to love me. I picked up my phone and called Kelly. We agreed to meet and talk that night.

On the trolley ride to see her, I felt a wide range of emotions:

Sadness – I’d knew it was over between Valerie and I.

Terror – I never wanted kids.

Anger – Why the fuck would I not wear a condom?

Bitterness – The world was shitting on me constantly (and it had nothing to do with my poor decisions).

When I arrived at her house, I knocked on the door, greeted by Kelly. She let me in and led me to her bedroom.

Kelly’s room looked as if the members of Avenged Sevenfold and cast of My Little Pony had fucked, then the resulting offspring ejaculated everywhere. It was a confusing mix of everything being covered in black, with sporadic spots of bright colors everywhere. I laughed to myself at her Limp Bizkit poster on the wall. Fred Durst appeared to be winking at me.

She asked me to sit down, and reiterated her text message from earlier – she was late – adding the addendum that it was about 3 weeks late. She then produced the most terrifying thing I’ve ever seen in my life – a positive pregnancy test.

After a mild panic attack, we had a very awkward conversation about our options, and much to my relief, she had no intention of bringing the pregnancy to term. The mood lightened dramatically.

Kelly told me that in the weeks since our night together that she’d missed me. I responded that she was really sweet, somehow being simultaneously genuine and patronizing. She leaned in and kissed me.

I knew I should have stopped her. I remember my inner monologue as our tongues intertwined.

“Hey asshole! Cut this shit out! Give this girl $400 and get the fuck out!”

I was an asshole. I kept kissing over to her neck, biting her. She slapped me in the face. This was the second time that day a woman had hit me, and at least the second time I deserved it… then she dove at me, pinning me down kissing me. I reached up and began fumbling with the buttons on her shirt before becoming frustrated. I ripped her shirt off, sending buttons flying around the room.

I rolled her over using one hand to pin her arms down over her head, looking at her with a faux-malice before slapping her in the face. She whimpered then moaned. I slapped her again, then kissed her before slapping her again. She responded by grinding her crotch into my body. I spit in her face.

Somehow in the mix, we ended up naked, her on her knees. She’d suck my cock for a few minutes before I’d take it from her, slapping her in the face with it. She asked me if she was allowed to make herself cum. I told her no, and I’d slap her again.

I felt the beginnings of an orgasm building in the base of my spine. I stood Kelly up and pushed her onto her bed, which stood at the perfect height for me to fuck her while standing. I was close to cumming, so I started fucking her slowly, allowing my orgasm to subside. She looked up at me as I gently fucked her. She smiled and said that she loved me.

Before the last syllable of her statement crossed her lips, I began fucking Kelly hard, placing her ankles on my shoulders. I didn’t love her. She asked me to choke her. I obliged. She began moaning and shaking as I wrapped my right hand around her neck, using my left to keep balance as I slammed into her.

She started cumming as I choked her and her convulsions pushed me over the edge. I exploded deep inside of her releasing her throat from my grip. She screamed as she came, the sound being both extremely sexy and terrifying.

At this point, I was batting 1.000 with Kelly. We’d fucked three times, all unprotected. I was reeling both from the incredible sex and the absolute stupidity of my decisions. I did the intelligent decision. I crawled into bed next to Kelly and fell asleep.

We woke up the next morning and made an appointment at Planned Parenthood for the coming week.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6fo3qt/sticking_my_dick_in_crazy_kelly_the_girl_who

3 comments on “Sticking my dick in crazy… Kelly, the girl who stabbed me. Pt. 2: “I’m Late” [FM][Rough][Sadistic][Pregnant]

  1. Those are some fun stories, but let’s be real, she wasn’t the only crazy one here.

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