*Hi. So I’m attempting to write an entire timeline of all of my sexual partners. I know it’s an undertaking, so bare with me. I’m doing everything I can to remember everything in order and accurately without embellishing. Some stories may be boring! I am 6’0, always have been skinny, now athletic, dark hair, white but darker skinned, and horny.*
Our relationship went on for a number of months and was your typical high school and college sex relationship. I pretty much took care of her financially, and pushed her to get a job. She did, and I drove her there every day and picked her up as well. Summer is turning to fall and a number of months into this she tells me her coworker, Ken, is going to take her home. Okay, this is pretty out of the blue, I’m kind of alarmed but i let it slide, knowing that i’m still going to be uneasy about it all night.
Next day I call her to see what time she wants me to pick her up or hang out or whatever. Nothing. Kinda odd. Getting anxious. Why would she do this? Maybe she’s in the shower. I head over to her place because I’ve got nothing else to do and I want to get to the bottom of this, if there’s even anything to get to.
Roll up, park, knock. Nothing. Call. Knock. Her sister answers. “Hey!” She says, “She’s in her bedroom! Can you lock the door after me?” She asks as she leaves. “Yeah no problem,” I say, heading to the bedroom. She’s laying on the bed crying. “Did you fuck this guy or something?” I say reluctantly. She cries harder, knowing that she’s done for. After mulling it over and thinking about the worst case, I am more frustrated about wasting the time and money on her than I am about a relationship that is pretty much held together by college sex. I come from a middle class family and she and her family are relatively poor, so we just like, never fully connected in that sense. My family got her Christmas gifts, she stayed with us on vacation, etc. I was pissed about my poor choices. So I go for broke.
“Do you want to stay together?” I asked. She nods. “Then you need to show me what he did you,” I demand. She pulls her tank top down slowly and shows me small bruises under her nipples. “That’s it?” I asked. She nods again. She sits on the bed as I continue to stand and I remove my pants and underwear. “Are you sorry?” I demand. She literally without hesitation grabs my cock and shoves it in her mouth, poorly sucking it until it got hard. I was feeling like an asshole and I knew she didn’t like when I pushed her head onto my cock, so instead I thrusted toward her throat with her rhythm so it would go deeper and gag her. She pulled back immediately.
I pushed her down onto the bed and flipped her over onto all fours as she sarcastically said something like, “Wow,” not fully grasping my disrespect. I pulled her shorts and underwear to her knees in one go, and I figured my cock was wet enough with her spit for me to slide in. She grabbed her ass cheeks and spread. No pill, no condom. I was so mad. I pushed deep and It slid in with little resistance. Second time was even smoother. I pushed her face down into the sheets with the palm of my hand, giving it my all for a minute or two. I changed it up by grabbing her pony tail and fucking her as hard as I could. I’m ready to bust and I pull out, shoot it on her back, her hair, her shirt, and her ass.
I get up quickly. “Can you get me a towel?” she asks. “Yeah” I say, as I put on my clothes, walk to the door and leave. I even left the door open too.
I’m sure she called me sometime later, and I can’t remember if we met up again some months later. I hope that I can remember as I jog my memory to put all of my stories in order.
I think it was pretty petty and shallow of me, but what did I know? I was 19. The best part about this was that 42 year old coworker Janel talked this out of me one day and shortly after got us a hotel room on black Friday.
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