Tell me a consensual non consent sex experience you had. Also what went through your mind as you came and held yourself in her. It turns me on so much
There was one that I recall. We chatted a little before meeting. She was hesitant about meeting to fuck because she wasn’t on birth control. It wasn’t long in chats before she was telling me that if we ever meet she wanted me to cum in her even if she said no. Telling me they it scared her but it’s what she really wanted. So even if she wanted me to pull out, don’t.
After a little we finally did meet. I went to her place. We made out. I pulled her tits out and tugged on them as I worked my hand down under her panties. She pulled my cock out and stroked it. My dick was glazing her hand in precum. She said she was nervous. I wrapped my hand on her throat and pushed her on her back. Holding her down by her neck I put her legs over my shoulders. Pulled her panties to the side. She asked me if I had a condom.
I told her no. I popped my raw head in her pussy and pulled out. And popped it in. She asked me again if I had a condom. I popped my head back in and let it work deeper in her. I told her no. And squeezed tighter on her throat. She pushed up with her legs to try to get my dick to pop out, lifting her hips. I thrust it all in to keep my raw dick in that pussy. She kept bucking up to try to get it out. Which only made this dick grind hard against her walls and back to the bottom of her pussy. I leaned over her and then let my body weight push her legs down to her tits. Pinning her under me. By then I was ready to just dig in and use that hole. So I beat it. Beat it deep. Her little whimpers and that desperate look on her eyes glazed over to empty as I kept grinding hard in her. She kept saying just pull out. Gasping and moaning.
Whimpering oh my God yes just pull out.
I reached around her legs so my hands gripped under her ass and hips and kept pulling her body up to meet me dick driving down. I was going to fill that fuck hole up. I growled in her ear what a good piece of meat she was. Told her she needs this. And pulled her hips up again to hold her as I held my dick balls deep in her and let it pump and pump and fill her up.
I felt her fuck hole clamping and squeezing on my dick. Milking more and more out. Like it was sucking the seed from my cock.
It took her a bit before she really realized what happened. When reality came back. When my cock was still plugged deep in that pussy holding my seed deep.
She panicked. I pulled out. Told her to let me see, she spread her legs. It was already pouring out. I kept pushing it back in with my fingers. Telling oh don’t worry it’s not that much. Kept fingering her more and more until she was leaned back moaning again. Her eyes glazing back over. I slipped my cock back in and added another load…
I do believe in this effect talking to other men who have experienced sharing women.
Raw, unprotected sex is the most primal type of sex. There's something about it, that makes it so fulfilling for a slut like me.
I could feel it now. I'm on all fours. My legs spread, my knees and elbows on the floor. The room is hot, I'm sweating from being worked over, being pushed to my extremes. His hands, a bit rough and masculine, are holding it's tight grip around my waist.
As he pushes in, I could feel weight press up against me. With each pass, I'm breathing, gasping, moaning... He knows what he's doing to me. I started as a respectable woman, but he's slowing turning me into his slut by fucking my brains out. He has no regard for my comfort, as he slides his entire dick in. I may not be used to his size, which causes me to squeal in a new found glory of excitement.
His tempo and rhythm speed up, as I could hear him actively working my pussy. I can't even control myself, and he's pumping me, pounding me, fucking me. His dick is balls deep as I could sense him tense up and even grunt. He's violently fucking me now, and he's pulls my hair. As my head is being forced up, I catch a glimpse of his reflect in a mirror.
There's another thrust, another validation of my role to him.
There's another thrust, he's getting close and my pussy clamps down for his pleasure.
There's another thrust, I need his cum. I need his seed inside of me. It would fulfill my primal role.
With his final push, he releases my hair, grabs my waist and unloads inside of me. I could feel his dick pulsing, throbbing in my eager pussy. He pushes me down onto my stomach. His bodyweight is on top of me, and he floods my womb with cum. He's pinned me down, I dare not move until he's finished with me.
After he deposits, he slowly backs out and removes his dick with my now worthless hole. He slides out, I feel this void, this emptyness come over me.
The guy gets up, and starts to clean himself up. I look over my shoulder and get a glimpse. I'm nothing to him, meaningless. I've fulfilled my purpose and he's completely discarded me.
I'm such a slut, and I love it.
With real love you don’t have to ask if it’s worth it. You don’t have to convince yourself to do what you know you should do. It’s not forced or an obligation. You do it because you want to without even a second thought.
You do whatever you have to in order to make it work. Anything and everything. Without double guessing or questioning. You just do it. Not many things are as powerful as that because you can achieve incredible things when you love in that way.
True love is sticking with someone through thick and thin. Good and bad. Small problems or massive issues. True love is not giving up, no matter how shitty life gets. That’s the whole fucking point. Love is not just some concept based on romantic ideas like holding hands at breakfast on a sunny Sunday morning at the little café down the road that serves those tasty little scones. That’s fantasy, not reality. Cute, but ultimately not the way to stay sane or make this thing work over the long term.
Love is saying, today was crap, this month was shit, fuck this year. But I love you and that’s all that matters. Kiss me and let’s kick this bitch called life’s ass together and turn it around.
Never forget, if it truly is love then it’s always worth it.
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Fuck, I was thinking about it today, what if you actually have kids, you hire me as the babysitter, the tight young little girl to help you and your wife watch the kids while you’re both at work. Maybe one day your wife isn’t home and it’s just me there helping you, I end up bending over in front of you and I pick something up, your eyes on my nice round ass in my pink little shorts, you can’t help yourself when force me to ride you right there on the couch<333 after all It’s only normal that an older man have his nice thick c0ck in such a younger girl, was made to take your big daddy c0ck💓💓💓🥰 maybe I can give you more kids!!
That’s what you are. Don’t deny it. You crave being filled with my hot cum. You crave feeling wave after wave of sperm enter your pussy. You crave being handled roughly. Used. Overpowered. Groped. Pounded. Your clothes torn to shreds before I cuff your hands to your legs. You sit there naked and exposed on my couch. Nowhere to go. A gag in your mouth to silence you. As I toy and tease your body. Today you are my creampie-slut. Mine to use and stuff with cum. Mine to slap, bruise and bully so that your pussy gets dripping and wet. Wet enough for me to mount and climb your poor little body. Imagine me laying fully on top of you in mating press. My fat cock rubbing against your slick pussy, before pushing the tip of my shaft slowly past your pussy-lips. Imagine being forced to lay there as I slam my rod deep inside of you. Hearing me grunt and groan as I use your pussy for my pleasure. Fucking you hard and fast without thinking about your pleasure at all. After all. You are my creampie slut. My cumdump. And my goal here is to fuck your pussy raw and deep and overflow you with cum. Pumping wave after wave of sperm deep inside your pussy.
And you’ll know when that will happen. You’ll see it in my face. You’ll hear my grunts and growls grow more feral. Where at first I was thrusting deep and slow, now I’m pressing my full body weight on top of you in mating press. One hand wrapped around your throat. The other holding you down as I thrust in and out your drenched pussy. You’ll then feel my fat cock throb and twitch deep inside your pussy. Mh balls twitch against you. Before a guttural roar escapes my lips and wave after wave of hot cum gets pumped inside your pussy. Dumping my heavy creampie all the way inside. Overflowing your pussy with my sperm, coating your cervix with my spunk. Before pulling out and shooting the last few splashes of cum all over your pussy(hair) and marking you in the process. Then. Then I’m taking a shower, leaving you cuffed on the couch with cum leaking out of you. Your pussy(hair) covered in sperm. Strongly smelling of wet and used cumdump. Leaving you a creampied little slut.
I am laying here thinking about you…
Thinking about the types of things we say to one another and what they mean…
When I say I love you, it means I have given you my heart. All of my heart and I trust you to keep it safe in your hands…
When I say you’re my everything, it means my day starts and ends with you. You’re my smile, my happiness, my calm, my passion, my excitment, my hope and everythig else I feel.
When I say you are mine, it means just that. Mine to cherish, to protect, to care for, to hold when the world gets too much, to make you smile when you can’t find a way on your own, to put you above anything and everything. Your happiness, your peace is my priority.
When I say you’re beautiful, I mean in my eyes you are perfect. Your smile lights up my world. Your eyes see right into my core. It means I love every curve, every inch of your body even when you do not see it in yourself. It means your beauty goes deep into who you are. Your compassion, your care, the love you give not only to me but all those who come into your world. Truly beautiful inside and out, head to toe.
When I say I miss you, I mean the minute we leave one another I want you back. It means I never want to let you go.
When I say you are my soul, I mean I am connected to you in a way that could only be dreamt of before meeting you. I mean we were meant to cross paths.That I knew you long before I met you and in you I found what I have always longed for in another.
When I say I adore you, it means every breath I take is for you. It means nothing is more important to me than your happiness. It means I want to know everything about you. I will always be there for you. I will always stand by you no matter what and I will strive to be everything you need every minute of every day.
It doesn’t matter what words are used to descibe what you mean to me and how you make me feel but sometimes it all gets summed up when I look at you and call you “Baby girl”…💙♾😈
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A man living in Houston Texas who is trying to explore his desires.
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