i got to his house and we smoked and small talked for a bit. i had been writing stupid notes to him the night before deciding which one id show him without letting him know how i actually feel. i ended up giving him the meanest one (because im a bratty asshole) and a little painting i did before i saw him. i told him to add something to the painting and he proceeded to put the note and painting side by side and painted over the note. we waited for it to dry in silence. then he started kissing me, and of course my first instinct was to bite his lip and he pulled back and slapped me a few times and i couldn't help but laugh. fast forward a bit…. im sucking his dick and he tells me to make a mess; i already know what he likes so i take him as deep as i could and he moaned and held my head down. he let my head go and says "you're a fucking whore, aren't you?" i didn't want to stop sucking his dick but he asks , "what are you?" it still took me a minute to answer, i pulled back and spit on his hard cock "im a whore" "yeah you are, now put it back in your mouth" i kept sucking and i couldn't help but hear him call me a ~good girl~ under his breath and i almost died, but it just made me want him more. "do you want me to cum yet?" spit on his cock some more and shook my head he told me to slow down, then tell me to stand up, turn around and take my pants off. he bent me over and spanked me a hand full of times and i figured he'd just fuck me and be done. but that was definitely not the case (thanks satan) he went in on me. he ate my ass and fingered me til i came..twice. my legs kept shaking and he demanded i sit on his cock, and like a good girl i did. fast forward a little more… im face down on the couch and he's on top of me fucking me slow and deep. "am i trying hard this time?" i bit my lip and nodded "good." like a stupid little baby i immediately surrendered and put my arms behind my back "you think im gonna hold your arms?" he thrusted deeper and hard. i moaned and felt myself getting closer to an orgasm. "im gonna hold your fucking throat…how many times have you cum?" "5" "what?" "5!" "now what do you want?" "i want you to fuck me." and he did. when he got off of me i couldn't move i was in a blissful, euphoria. i didn't even notice my arms were still behind my back until he asked me if i was ok, i lazily turned over and nodded.
i hate that i can't stop thinking about that fuck..
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/41xiwt/i_need_to_write_this_somewhere_because_it_needs
Oh damn