Fuck me- it’s friday.
And make it hurt.
I’m feeling edgy today. Restless, frustrated, angry. A bit unhinged. I need something to unwind me- relax me. Bring me down. The itch that needs scratching.
Emotional pain, heartbreak. R is gone, and I don’t know if I’m sad or angry. Heartbroken or outraged. Maybe I just need a good hard fucking- no matter who or what is going on. It’s a good thing you’re here. Sometimes a girl just needs cock and not much else will suffice. So what if I ease my emotional pain this way. Why are you even suprised?
I won’t pretend to be coy- because I know what I want. You just have to decide if you are going to give it to me. This is what I want, what I need. No- I don’t want it gentle, and I don’t want it slow. You don’t have to caress my hair or kiss my neck. You don’t have to be tender, as a matter of fact…don’t. Push me against the wall, my hands pinned over my head. Push my pants down and shove a rough finger…two, into my waiting cunt. Bite at me, at my lips, my neck. Hold my hair by the root and pull my head back.
Your pants are in the way, take them off- I need you. Now. I don’t want to wait, I’ve been waiting all fucking day, feeling anxious and restless. I am hurting, I need release. Turn me around and push me up against the wall- do it, fuck me. Ram your cock in to my pussy. Screw me hard, don’t worry about hurting me. I want it to hurt, I NEED it to hurt. The pain makes me feel, and it’s better than feeling this crushing in my heart. Don’t reason with me, just fuck me damnit.
Push me down on the bed, face down. Move between my legs and push your dick into me. Grab a handful of my hair and pull my head to the side so you can bite my neck, my jaw. Slam your body up against me- slapping against my ass as your cock fills me- breaks me. My pussy is so wet and my heart is loosening it’s grip on my soul. You are crushing me beneath you- it’s hard to breathe- each strained exhale releases the red- the anger and the heartache. The lies and the fucking betrayal. Make me hurt, hurt me like he did. I want to bruise. To bleed.
Your teeth sinking into my shoulder, fuck yes. Break the skin….ahhhh fuck, make me bleed. I want to hurt- I need to feel the pain otherwise it won’t stop. Pulling back and bringing me to my knees. Straddle over me and drill your cock into my pussy. It hurts, don’t stop hurting me. Make me your whore. Fuck me until I cry, until I can’t breathe, until I can’t feel anything. Anything but release. Your cock feels so good. Spreading me, streching me, violating me. Please, yes please don’t stop. I don’t want to hurt, please- make it stop hurting.
Tears are sreaming down my face, but the hurt is subsiding. I feel pleasure and pain. Agony and ecstacy. My body is screaming for release. Don’t cum yet, don’t stop. I’m begging you, please give me what I need. Tell me I’m your fucking whore, your filthy little slut. Oh fuck yes, I’m cumming… Fuck…cumming now. God, oh god yes…. Thank you, exhausted, better. Thank you.
Now please go.
Such amberbockpassion and raw emotion in that post.
Well that was intense! Very hot and very emotional. A very good read!
hugs
Des
Loved it, Hard, Fast, Cummed. mmm
You expressed yourself so well in that visceral post. We all feel like this from time to time.
I hope you are now feeling released, sated.
I can just feel the sweat dripping from your body after reading that.
Wow.
If that stud shows up, tell us how it really felt!
That was intense!
hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thank you for the comments… writing it was so therapeutic. But like the orgasm that releases me, it never lasts as long as you want it to.
BBG, sexy and hot as always. It was like you were talking to me. You always want to teach me something, don’t you?
Dark, and as Suze said, visceral.
I miss your hot body babe. Thanks for the amazing writing.
Z
Sexy, hot, and sometimes just what anyone needs. I hope you feel better inside soon.
Z- You’ve been gone a while, I’m sure I could teach you a thing or two.
Mystery Man- Thank you sugar, this too shall pass.
I loved the raw honesty. Whether it’s right or wrong, sometimes it is the only thing that helps…the only thing that makes it better. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself, so much of what you’re going through.
Love,
The Butterfly Temptress
Phew.
I thought I had commented. Apparently thinking and knowing are two different things.
This was just…wow. Yep…that’s all I got. Wow.
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oh WOW…that’s almost all i can say. this is so telling. so incredibly accurate…
Wow…passion swirled with poetic pain,