Sunday, June 10, 2012

Fuck the pain away

So, I kinda struggled with whether or not I should share this. Last night I had a guy over, and it was easily the worst sexual experience ever. Despite the fact that I finally came out to myself as lesbian, something I have struggled with for over 23 years, I let that fool into my house. Something told me not to believe the hype, but I did and now I wish I could whup my own ass about this.

So let's call him Mark. I met him off Craigslist. I wanted a sexual experience with a black man, especially one well endowed. That's what I get for watching hood rat porn on xhamster lol. So, he came over and automatically I could tell this was going to be horrible. He smelled good body wise, but his dick smelled like fish and his fingers like weed. But it's all about that "experience right"? So he asked me for head, and I went down on him. Sucking and swirling, I almost got it all the way down to the balls. It had a fat head, and got fatter the closer to the base I got, so it was hard. So this nucca is talking shit about how I'm not a freak because I refuse to put him in my throat. Nigga, I'm trying to breathe!

He does none of the stuff he bragged about. No pussy eating, no titty sucking. He barely fingered me and rubbed my nipples. Sad. But I'm not a freak. Whatever. And he didn't bring a condom. Right! So I'm asking him to go buy one, he refuses because he wants that nut right now, and I'm not fucking him without a rubber. We both agree no sex without a condom. So what does he suggest? Find a bag or some saran wrap. WTF?! God, grant me the strength not to snap on him, and the wisdom not to agree.

I'm horny so I play along. "Sex" for this fool consists of what I will call a 2-5 pattern. Two pumps and five minutes of sucking his dick. Actually more like skull fucking as he mostly jack hammered my mouth. He kept saying let me cum and then I'll fuck you, I promise. Right. It was good for those far spaced out pumps, but did nothing for me. And he kept demanding that I spit all over his dick. Remember that because it's relevant later. Finally, finally, he shoots off in my mouth. It's like a teaspoon of something nasty and foul tasting that almost made me throw up once he left.

Now comes the fun part. He asked me for a towel and I went off in search of one. I'm searching and searching, no towels. Finally I grabbed a clean absorbent t-shirt that no one wears. While I'm searching, my printer starts itself and I'm scared I might wake someone. So I wet that shirt and give it to him. I lied and said that my "TV" turned itself on and I just grabbed the shirt, because I was scared that his hood ass might figure out I had a computer and try to run up in my house when I wasn't home. He blows up. "What kind of shit is this" "I don't do this", blah, blah, blah. He dresses and leaves. No bye, no nothing. I think once he got his nut, he wanted out. I will never sleep with another black man in my life...He killed that. Yes Mark. You killed that, and not the way you were telling me on the phone. Only you could confirm my non-bisexuality. Only you.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

"I will never sleep with another black man in my life..."

I understand why you were pissed off but don't you think you're being a little extreme here. You should have shown Mark the door in five minutes or less.

Unknown said...

Hi PTCruiser,

I've since repented of that error and slept with a few black men since then. His sex just sucked. And the sad thing is he tried to give it to me again, and I just walked away from him. In my post about my 'Daddy Issues', a few of the men I list are actually black. He ruined that experience, but thankfully he didn't ruin my appreciation of black men!

Anonymous said...

Good! Keep paying attention to that second voice in your head. The voice told you Mark was bad news and you ignored the warning. He was bad news and, more importantly, being physically intimate with him made you feel bad about yourself. Not good.

Unknown said...

It took me awhile to listen. Even as he violated my boundaries I still kept trying to make it alright. After it was over, I knew I would never be bothered with him again.

Inder Singh said...

lmao

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