For Halloween, I donned a naughty nun costume. With a group of buddies, I attended a party to become wasted. If I haven’t been properly fucked in a long, I turn into a spoiled brat and demand that someone fuck her immediately. I was that that on Halloween. After a few beers, I had virtually transformed into a demon by the end of the evening.
I wanted to know if a man I liked could handle me after meeting him, so I was snarky about it. I showed him a picture of my tiny naked a$$ in its underwear and threatened to blow his head off. We had some fun at his house on the way back. He replied that he had to wake up early to go to work when I questioned how much time we had. I just chuckled. I proclaimed myself to be completely vile and to crave for my fucking. I also requested a minimum of an hour of foreplay.
I decided to use the crucifix from my dress as a toy while we were entering it. I consented to him humiliating me. Is it improper if I acknowledge that it gave me a cum? It was funny how he made me consume it for myself before hitting and slapping me with it.
By the time we started having sex, I had already wet his bed, and my pussy just want a quiet death. I instructed him to strike my face with his come as soon as he got close.
I stayed the night, made the bed, and before I left the next morning, I left him a letter.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z75vly/i_f_requested_that_a_man_cross_me_23f