When I am with men, I feel everything in two layers. I want to be loved, I want everything to be sugar coated.I want them to buy me flowers and I want them to pet my hair. I want them to shower me with compliments. I want everything to be perfect and I want to be his perfect little girl. I want love. And I want it to be as innocent as it can be.
But a layer under this silly dreams of a stupid little girl I want something else. Something darker.
I want them to use my stupid desires for love against me.
I want them to abuse me.
I want this done to me while we are doing the greatest act of love humans can do.
I want them to tell me that they really don’t care about me. That they hate me for asking about their day and that they hate needing to buy me flowers. I want them to be mad at me. I want them to hate me.
Nothing turns me on more when a man, who I thought loves me, forces his hand over my body and into my pants. When he pinches my nippels, after I told him no. My pussy gets so wet, when he shuts my complains down with a slap on my face and his hand over my stupid mouth.
I can feel the lust awaking in me, when I think about him forcefully removing my pants. I want him to not care about my cute lingerie, just pushing it to the side. And with that, presenting the whole world my deepest wishes by showing my pink and wet pussy to everyone who wants to see it.
I want men to laugh at me and my tears. Telling me that they really didn’t care about me the whole time.
I want their hard cocks rubbing against me. I want them to forcefully open my legs. I want them to tell me, that i am stupid for wanting to be pure. That I have to give them something back, if I want them to be nice to me.
My legs get shaky, if i think about their dicks jumping out of their pants while i can’t fight them off. I want to feel powerless and small when they push me down.
I want them to tell me that they hate me, when they push their thick hard cocks inside my tiny and pure pussy. Don’t care about my screams. Don’t care if they are hurting me. Don’t care about my purity.
I want them to use me.
I want them to pound me hard and show me that they really don’t care about me.
I want them to laugh at me and forcefully shoot their cum inside me while I cry.
I am so fucking wet.
Author: robin__1312
A Movie Night (female gaze)
His thin shirt makes me so nervous. The whole evening he was a gentleman. He cooked excellent food in my tiny kitchen. He made me laugh. We had a fantastic conversation and the drinks tasted a bit too good. It felt natural to watch a movie with him, to cuddle on the couch. The weather was gray and rainy. It felt natural to get this close. But now, as the warm drunkenness started to leave my body, it made me nervous. He is just watching the movie, occasionally laughing, and sometimes he comments on the storyline. It´s a stupid action film full of american patriotism and guns. But the only thing that keeps my heart rate up, is his thin shirt. The only thing that keeps my skin separated from his. He smells good. It isn’t a strong deodorant or a perfume, much more settle, like he used a lotion after a long shower. Fuck. I can feel my Pussy getting wet, just by the thought of him naked in the shower. His wet muscles and the foam running down his body.. I shake my head to leave these thoughts behind, this is getting way to naughty for a movie night.
He looks over, as he feels me shaking: “Hey Girl, are you alright?”
I feel my cheeks getting red. I love it when he calls me his girl. It makes me feel small and simultaneously feel safe. He turns over and now I can feel his warm body on my chest.
“Yes, of course..”, I mumble.
Ugh, he has to know what’s going on with me. I usually don´t behave this stupid. He smirks at me. Shit.
“Hey, girl, do you know how good you look?”, he touches my face, i can feel his hands softly stroke my face, as i bite my lips. My skin burns like fire where he touches me . As his fingers met my chin, he stops. He let his fingers glide under it and raises my head. He never touched me like this.
He has a determining gaze and a serious face as he looks me in the eyes, “Come on Girl, I could see your nervousness from the other side of the house.”
His eyes are so fascinating to me. Brown and warm. I feel like I am drowning in his eyes.
“It’s just-”, I stutter, “I never was so close with you.”
Dear God, i feel like a fucking idiot. He raises his eyebrows:
”Does it feel bad?”
Bad? No. Quite the opposite. If he knew how wet my pussy got, just from him touching me. So I just shake my head.
He lets my chin go.
“Good… Listen, Lu. I want to be honest with you.”
He still looks so intense in my eyes. Oh dear god.
“I had an amazing evening. You look amazing. And having you this close makes me nervous too. It makes me nervous, because I want more. I want you and I want to fuck you.”
I stare at him in disbelief.
“I want to hear your moaning, when i fuck you. I want to make you cum. Is that too much to ask for?”
I feel the heat rising in my body, I feel my pussy pulsate. Oh fuck, I want him so much too. My mouth is dry and my voice is raspy: “I- I want you too..”
Before I could end my words, he grabs my head and pulls me in for a kiss. He kisses me with force, pressing his lips on mine. I can feel how much he wants me. And I want him too. I let my hands glide under his thin shirt. Finally. His skin is softer than I imagined. I can feel his hairs on his chest, as I let my hands glide. I pull him closer as he starts to kiss my neck. Him kissing my neck is sending me over the edge.
“Dont fucking stop”, I moan.
I can feel him smile. “No worries, girl. I won`t.” He starts pulling of my top
“Holy Fuck… you are so beautiful.”, he whispers as I help him, getting out of my clothes. His hands find their way over my exposed body. His lips wander to my breasts. I can not stop moaning, as he finally closes his lips around my nipples. Oh, I can feel him getting wild as he hears my moans.
“You don’t know, for how long I wanted to hear that..” he growls. He gets over me and squeezes me in the nipple. “Do it again!”
Again, I can’t stop. I am a fucking mess. No words, just pure lust inside my brain.
I can see his eyes darken. I know he feels the same.
“You fucking slut.” he growls. “Get out your pants. Now. I need my dick inside you.”
And I obey. I glide out of my pants and my underwear. He grabs my pants and throws them away without a further look.
There I am, completely naked.
He stands over my exposed body. He grins as he lets his eyes wander. He slowly opens his belt, lets his jeans fall and his huge bulk shows through his underwear.
“Spread your legs for me. I want to see your pussy.”
I hesitate.. This is so embarrassing. I am so fucking wet.
“Okay, fine.”, he grabs my thighs and roughly opens my legs for me. “You fucking whore. I knew it.” He lets his fingers glide through my pussy. I scream in shock and he just laughs as he raises his hand. His fingers sparkle in the dimmed light, they are covered in my pussyjuice.
He tastes his fingers as he pulls down his shorts. His huge cock jumps out of the underwear. He has a beautiful cock. Not too long but thicc with some huge veins.
I want him to fuck me so bad. I want his cock inside my pussy. I want him to fill me. I want him to fuck me so bad, that i cant think. I want him fuck me so hard, i want to squirt all over his dick and his stupid thin shirt.
“Please…”, i whisper, “Gosh, please fuck me already..”