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Conflicted between feminism and rape fantasy

Sunday, July 30th, 2017

I advocate feminism and work for a law firm that devotes in this cause. I have a secret. As a feminist I have always been terrified to admit even to people I’m intimate with that I enjoy rape fantasies. There is something about it that excites me like nothing else. The idea of loosing control and being used as a “sex toy” for someone’s pleasure at his will is something intoxicating.

This fantasy of being raped is not new. Even as a kid and teenager a lot of my sexual awakenings were disturbing in that I was more of a victim than a willing and curious girl. I was raped and forced to perform sexual acts. It’s not that I ever want to actually be raped and I’m not even really interested in roleplaying it but I do love to fantasize about it.

In those fantasies I’m vulnerable and fearful for my life. I’m always locked in a cage or a windowless room and forced into doing anything my captor wants, until I’m sobbing from exhaustion. Until my captor is satisfied with me and until my captor is done using me!

Sunday, July 23rd, 2017

In the fall of 2009, I just turned 16. I was young and rebellious and left my parent’s house. But quickly I realized I had nowhere to stay. I then contacted a family friend who was 39 years old at the time. We chatted on the phone and he invited me to stay in his trailer. I thought nothing of it as he was a family friend and his trailer was in the backyard. I had been told there’d be a room I could stay in and my own bed, etc. Well, I was naïve. I asked him to pick me up. He did. We arrived out at his farm. I was lead to the trailer and noticed he was following me in. There was only one bedroom in the camper trailer I was to stay in. But then he said, he wants to stay with me as well … to take care of me.

It was late, in the middle of nowhere, I didn’t drive, and I didn’t have a any other friends to call.

So I put on a hoodie and sweat pants, as baggy as I could find so I didn’t come across as suggestive, and I fell asleep watching a movie.

I woke up with him inside of me and on top of me. I froze, I couldn’t move. I just pretended to be asleep until he was done. He pounded me as hard as he could and his breathing got heavier just before he came. I pretended to wake up right after. He just smiled and asked how my sleep was. I couldn’t answer. In the morning I convinced him to drive me into town for an appointment and didn’t let on, and I found somewhere else to stay and never went back or had any contact with him again.

For some odd reasons the thought of it turns me on now.

Our first meeting

Sunday, January 1st, 2017

Thinking about our first time meeting, me wearing heels because you told me to, rubbing my foot against your leg under the table , taking off my shoe and rubbing your boner with my stocking foot, slowly and softly teasing you, but keeping a normal conversation. Getting the check so we can head back to your place, you open the door for me and lift up my skirt and lightly touch my soaking wet bare pussy kissing me hard . Forcing yourself to pull back so you can get into the drivers seat and drive home, unable to control my self I’d undo my seat belt and undo your pants and pull your hard cock out of your boxers, wrapping my mouth around you while you drive cautiously because you’re so distracted by how good my mouth feels, we pull up to your place you do up your pants quickly and we get into your doorway and you just close the door behind us before you push me against the wall shoving your tongue so far down my throat I forget to breath, as you continue to make out with me you lift up my skirt pulling down your pants lift my leg up and shove your hard cock into my tight wet pussy holding my one leg up and other hand on the wall beside my head making out with me aggressively, pulling back to tell me how tight my pussy is and how good it feels. You stop we finally take off our shoes and you drag me to the living room where you throw me down and kneel on the floor as you lick my sweet juices up, sliding one finger into me and then two, making me go crazy, you get up and get on top of me and slide yourself back into me pinning my arms up above my head, grabbing a handful of my breast. Thrusting harder and harder into me, between my hard moans slowly saying cum for me daddy, oh daddy mm cum for me. At the last moment you pull out cumming all over my sweet pussy, teasing my clit with the tip of your cock as you make sure every last drop is on my pussy.

Accidental Happy Ending

Sunday, November 6th, 2016

Hi; I’m… lets call me (Sam) okay, for the record. One day after a hard day of work of running around for my boss of moving things from A – B and dealing with body crushing work, I wanted to relax. My body ached and I had knots in the muscles from doing so much work so I decided to go to a massage parlor.

I didn’t know of any near by so I looked them up and found one not too far from where I worked and so I went in hopes of getting some relaxation and release. Not sexual release, just a release of tension from the day. I was completely innocent and didn’t know that the massage parlor I was going to offered Happy Endings. I should have read the description of the parlor a little more.

So; I went in and asked for a 30 min massage which cost 60$ and that sounded good. She told me what would happen during the massage (sort of – she didn’t really speak fluent English) and led me to my room. I went in and there was a masseuse waiting for me. She was really hot too. Young 20’s with black hair; a nice body, great boobs and a very nice bubble butt from what I could see. She spoke much better English than the manager.

So after the meet and greet I stripped which was a little awkward and than I had gotten on the table. It was a normal massage for the first twenty minutes I guess. We spoke a little of work and the day. Practically telling her why I was there getting the massage. She was nice.

So after the massage ended I guess; she started leading her hands up a little high in the thigh zone and I squirmed a little. I couldn’t help getting a hard on at that point, especially when she would massage my chest and I could see right down her cleavage.

Then she told me to sit on the side of the table which I thought was an odd request. I did anyway and tried to hide my boner with the towel she gave me. It didn’t work thought because she said that this part of the massage didn’t require the towel so she took it away from me and told me to close my eyes. I did thinking that it was a sensory massage and I was still feeling awkward about my cock being in the open for her to see.

I waited a few seconds and herd sounds. The sound of fabric rustling; lotion being applied to skin, her kneel in front of me and then I felt an amazing feeling. Still with my eyes closed; she wrapped her boobs around me cock and coated my cock with her tight, oiled-up boobs.

I opened my eyes after feeling the sudden sensation and saw what she was doing. “What are you doing?” I asked.

She simply said one word with a hint of confusion to how I was reacting. “Paizuri.” And I had no idea what the hell that meant.

“Pai-zur-i?” I asked.

“You do know this is a Happy Ending’s parlor don’t you? Paizuri means ‘titty fucking’. Our parlor is called Paizuri Parlor.” She said and she gentle and subtly went up and down with her boobs stroking my cock. I guess she was trying to seduce me into letting her titty fuck me or give me ‘Paizrui’ as she called it.

It was true; the parlor was called Paizrui Parlor but I just thought it was a strange type of massage which I guess it still is. Titty fucking customers. Don’t get me wrong; it felt amazing but the sudden titty fucking was well… very sudden. I calmed down from the shock of it all and let her go on.

I partly explained to her that I didn’t know that it was that type of parlor and she laughed politely at the situation. I thought it was funny as well.

Then she started to titty fuck me faster after pressing her boobs together a little more to add pressure to my cock. She also flicked her tongue out a little and licked the tip of my cock and it’s hole and that felt awesome.

Not long after my cock had become incredibly sensitive and I was on the very of cumming in between her boobs. I told her and she started talking dirty to me. “That’s right; cum for your masseuse. Let her milk your penis dry.” She said.

All her words seemed to do was build up more of a load for her when I came. Her titty fucking felt so good; the pressure, the wetness of it and the heat cumming from her boobs. It felt too good and so I was getting closer.

My masseuse smiled up at me as I was getting closer and closer. Pre-cum started to leak out of my cock as I was getting closer. And then; all of a sudden, she titty fucked me harder and faster without warning and than I came in between her boobs.

My cock was just poking out of the top of her cleavage so when I came; it flew up a little and just hit her chin to leak back down to be gathered up in her cleavage. I came hard and was cumming for about twenty seconds from her awesome titty fucking. I never knew it would feel so good.

After the orgasm finished; I laid back on the table and panted from the orgasm as she pressed her boobs together and gathered up all of my cum in between her boobs. It felt so good as she squeezed out the last droplets of cum from my cock as she brought her boobs upwards to clean me off.

“Did that feel good?” My masseuse asked.

“Hell yes.” I said as I felt the tension from today leave me and I felt completely relaxed.

After that; I had a quick shower, got dressed and she gave me the card to the parlor. It was just a little home made card from the look of it. She wanted me to come / cum again for another Paizuri session with her or a girl of my choice if I wished.

I have been back a few times; only once a month and I have had the greatest orgasms in my life because of those girls. They really know how to get a guy off. This is my story of becoming a ‘punter’ which is a guy that frequently goes to massage parlors to get off with the girls.

Masturbating For My Neighbor

Monday, October 10th, 2016

This is a fetish that’s been going on for a couple of years. I love masturbating. I can’t get enough of it. What I enjoy the most however, is masturbating outdoors with the sun shining upon my hard cock but I’m deathly afraid of being caught and ruining my life. At the same time, I’d love to be caught . . . by the right person.

My living room has a door facing the street. There’s one house a Rios the street but the people who live there are never home throughout the week so the chances of being caught diminish. The front of my house is quite secluded by trees so, you’d really have to be looking in order to see anything.

One day I was at home alone and was having a drink (which led to quite a few). I was completely naked, and had oiled up my cock quite nicely, it was s gorgeous sunny day so I had the front door wide open. I took a cigarette break and walked toward the door to ash my cigarette out, into the garden. Cigarette in one hand, cock in the other and out of the blue, a neighbor of ours walked by and I’m sure she saw everything!

I know this woman in a “neighborly way”: small talk stuff. Her daughter comes over all the time and is very close with our daughter. We’ve been neighbors for about six years.

Well, the next day I saw my neighbor and spoke with her. Nothing was said about the eyeful she caught and she was smiling as usual, alluding (to me anyway) no harm, no foul however . . . I can’t be 100 % certain so . . .

I know her schedule. Every weekday, she leaves for work (walking past our house) at a certain time. I needed to find out for sure if a) she saw me and b) if she approved. The first morning the suspense was killing me. I was so nervous but also horny as hell thinking about it but I needed to be very cautious. I got naked, oiled up and hard in anticipation. I opened the door as wide as possible and waited. From the living room I have a good view of the street and (if I’m paying attention) can tell when people are coming from the left and right of the house.

I decided that I’d better err on the side of caution and hid out of sight. I needed to be as sure as I could. Sure enough, she eventually came toward the house. I was shaking! I peeked out from behind the window as she walked. As she passed in front of our house she lifted her head (she walks staring g at the ground all the time) and looked directly at our front door! I took this to mean that she was hoping/expecting/wondering.

Anyway, this has gone on now for a couple of years and each time, I became more daring. Finally, on day I just threw all caution to the wind and sat back in chair naked, stroking my cock but I obscured my head so she’d think that I didn’t notice her. As she walked by, she looked (she usually does now) and as she looked I shit a huge load. I stood up to get one more glimpse of her as she passed our house and to my shock, she’d stopped on the sidewalk and was looking in the door. She could now she me (and I her) 100%!

Again, during our “neighborly chats” nothing about her behavior has changed so, to be honest, I don’t know if she enjoys our little game or whether she’s too embarrassed to bring it up. Maybe she thinks I’m a complete perv but you’d think she’d disallow her daughter from coming over to our house. I get the feeling that she knows I’m “okay”. After all, it’s been years now.

I’m a shy guy and a decent guy but I’d love to know what she really thinks and I’d love to put on a “real” show for her knowing that there wouldn’t be any severe consequences. I fantasize about her every time I masturbate! I can’t really put into words how invigoratingly horny thus makes me. I don’t want it to become aan affair. I’d like to keep it totally harmless fun.

Since this all began though, I must admit that I’ve been fantasizing about having other women watching me masturbate but I think I may have been blessed with my current situation and had better not press my luck.