XX (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dans_la_reine) wrote,@ 2007-07-27 09:33:00 |
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fucked girl...
Since my 17th birthday I have been regularly fucked. I just turned 37 so that makes 20 years of continual penetration into my body. I have had my throat, vagina, and ass fucked. My breasts, face and clit have been comed on. I have been fucked against walls, on stairs, in bathrooms, in public, outside, in water, on the back-seat of cars. Each and every time i have been fucked , it is me who has been fucked, I am the one pounded open. Even dominant, even thrusting my hips, even on top, I am the one. I have fucked you to the ground, I have owned you so I understand possessive terms, I understand when you cry out, "You are MINE."
I have had very few instances of bad sex.
(although, that last time with you, that time when I refused to imagine the blanks of our relationship, when I didn't pick up your emotional slack the fucking sucked.)
I know I am submitting when I am being fucked, I feel it inside of me, but I haven't yet, fully considered what the constant action of giving up my body, allowing it to be possessed and pounded has done to me.
I love the pleasure of sex, I have thoroughly investigated the pleasure of sex. why have I been so reluctant to examine the impact, the consequences of being violated (even the word makes me moan).
By violate, I don't mean I didn't give consent. Through my life I have been very much in power when deciding who I will fuck, and thus have had very few partners. I mean violation in the physical sense, in having been opened,
my body opened for use kiss,
XX
Since my 17th birthday I have been regularly fucked. I just turned 37 so that makes 20 years of continual penetration into my body. I have had my throat, vagina, and ass fucked. My breasts, face and clit have been comed on. I have been fucked against walls, on stairs, in bathrooms, in public, outside, in water, on the back-seat of cars. Each and every time i have been fucked , it is me who has been fucked, I am the one pounded open. Even dominant, even thrusting my hips, even on top, I am the one. I have fucked you to the ground, I have owned you so I understand possessive terms, I understand when you cry out, "You are MINE."
I have had very few instances of bad sex.
(although, that last time with you, that time when I refused to imagine the blanks of our relationship, when I didn't pick up your emotional slack the fucking sucked.)
I know I am submitting when I am being fucked, I feel it inside of me, but I haven't yet, fully considered what the constant action of giving up my body, allowing it to be possessed and pounded has done to me.
I love the pleasure of sex, I have thoroughly investigated the pleasure of sex. why have I been so reluctant to examine the impact, the consequences of being violated (even the word makes me moan).
By violate, I don't mean I didn't give consent. Through my life I have been very much in power when deciding who I will fuck, and thus have had very few partners. I mean violation in the physical sense, in having been opened,
my body opened for use kiss,
XX
