Thursday, March 4, 2010

swallow this

alot of people have been asking me if the stories on my blog are in fact true
the answer is of course they are, all the stories written in my posts so far are of my sexual exploits. I am not into writing erotica, nor am I attempting to, I am just cataloging some of my more "Colorful" experiences.


i was recently wandering the wilderness that is known as williamsburg on a sunday night around midnight. i was meeting up with someone i had met via internet, a bar tender, covered in tattoos and a smart fucking mouth. we met up at the bar he was working at and he snuck me in through the back alleyway. he was gorgeous, bug eyed baby blues, shoulder length dark hair, and a funny way of saying hello. he slipped his hand over my mouth and told me to follow him upstairs, his flat was above the bar.
i of course thought it was a great idea and followed him up the steps, dragging my vans scruffing them up in an attempt to make it look like i had not just bought them at journeys a few hours earlier 
as soon as we shut the door to his apartment, he lifted me up unto his hips and pulled my legs tight around his waist
he ripped my flannel in half and started to work my clit before i can even ask him for a beer and he tied my ripped shirt around my wrists and threw me on his mattress
he had star wars sheets, which got my ten times pussy wetter than it already was 
my thighs were sticky already and he pulled off my leggings, no underwear, threw them over his shoulder into a pile of dirty laundry
with my wrists behind my back, he stood over he and grabbed me by the throat, my eyes started to tear and I could feel my eyeliner already running, he spit in my mouth and told me to use it to get his dick wet, so i swished it around and mixed it with my own spit and got throat fucked for a good five minutes until I couldnt breathe and was basically gasping for air. He took a warm, old beer from his dresser and poured it down my throat and told me to fall over unto my stomach, he wasnt untying my  so i better find a way around it 
i am never afraid of a guy with a big dick, but this guy in particular made me a little nervous, he squeezed my thighs together and wiped the pussy juice dry from my lips and so when he  shoved it in raw it would be that much more painful
i bit down hard on the sheets and found myself staring at darth vader screaming fuck me harder you hipster faggot 
he grabbed me by the hair and told me to shut the fuck up or he was going to shove the empty beer bottle up my cunt 
i giggled and he took his thumbs and smeared my makeup even more
he pulled out and told me to get on top of him just wearing my vans and american apparel bandeau bra, i turned around to face him and he grabbed me by the chin and shoved his hand in my mouth to open it wide and came all over my face, completely missing my mouth. getting most of it in my hair and up my nose 
the rest that was on his hand he shoved down my throat until i gagged and threw an old ninja turtles tshirt at me and breathing heavily told me to put my shit on we are going to go fucking dance until we pass out 






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