Animal Dreams/Brutal honesty

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animal_dreams's post to brutal_honesty:

Girls are so dumb

I'm in my car, driving three hours to a seedy motel in Monroeville PA. I can't believe I'm about to do this. I'm meeting some guy (who is 14 years my senior) from the internet for the first time so we can fuck. We've been emailing for about three weeks now, every night, 20-30 emails a night. I've seen pictures of his cock and he's told me exactly what he plans to do to me. I'm excited and terrified.

I get there and he brings me up to the room. Not ten minutes after we walk in the door, he is fucking me over the desk. He finishes in a few minutes, much to my relief -- my calves are cramping from standing on tip-toe. "Oooops" I hear him say from behind me. Apparently period sex + half-dressed sex is not a good combination. His wifebeater is soaked with blood at the bottom, and I have big bloody handprints all over my ass and the back of my shirt.

We fuck a few more times in the few hours he has free, and he is gentleman enough to buy me lunch at Chili's and let me stay in the hotel room overnight. He's gone by 4pm, no staying the night for him.

Two and a half weeks later, we meet once more in the afternoon, again in a seedy hotel room in Monroeville for a few hours of sex. Again my shirt is ruined by blood, but this time it's merely from rough sex. We try anal, but I have to use the safeword. Still no overnight, but I have somehow managed to convince myself still that I will be his girlfriend. All the e-flirting with other women? Nah, it means nothing.

But soon, I start doing things wrong. I'm supposed to be a secret, but I'm not doing a very good job of it. He dresses me down, and I grovel. I began constantly being on the edge -- rewarded with affection when I do well, and punished with silence when I do poorly. I am starting to realize what a perceptive, charming, manipulative, and cruel man he can be. He knows my weaknesses and preys upon them expertly. He starts dropping tantalizing hints that people I have trusted are talking to him about me behind my back. He's the only one I can trust. Every time an LJUS appears about me, he reminds me it's my own fault for not keeping better secrets.

Finally, yesterday -- the last straw. I might be pregnant (unlikely), and I make the mistake of telling him this before I know for sure. And that was the final straw.

And now here I am -- the biggest, most naive idiot on livejournal. If I had paid any attention at all to his reputation and history, I would have seen this coming. But I, like every girl he's done this to before, believe I will be different.

Footnote: am I the only one thinking: Tits or GTFO Bitch! Tell us a story without fucking pictures, what does this kitchen utensil think we are? stupid?! Period Sex? Damn yeah! pictures please!

I agree, this article needs moar pics. Especially when pooper is involved.

Bahahaha.Dumb bitch should've been on the pill.