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Women Only
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Straight Female / 33
Sexually Aggressive Men Turn Me On
This is about male sexual aggression, if it bothers you stop reading.
I was r**ed. In a parking garage, after dark. The rapist has never been caught. I cooperated with the police, did the r**e kit and all. The social worker assigned to me got her arousal listening to my story. What did it feel like? The cop that interviewed me, also female, wanted explicit little details. While he was r****g me what was I doing with my hands?
I kept my feelings to myself, peer pressure. Sure I liked it, raw, dangerous, overpowering, aggressive sex. Who doesn't like that? I did have a silent orgasm. I didn't look in his eyes, I kept my eyes shut. I didn't wash the panties, I put them in my purse and kept them in the bottom of my winter clothes drawer for years. I told the police he must have stolen them. A trophy the lady cop said, wrote it down in all caps.
On the anniversary I don't celebrate, but I do remember and I can trigger an internal orgasm just thinking of it.
Nothing in my life has been so important. It relieved me of my hang up about sissy men. I vomit when I have to deal with them. Give me a man who wants to fuck. A man who is strong enough to hold me down. A man who starts by telling me to shut up.
I was r**ed. In a parking garage, after dark. The rapist has never been caught. I cooperated with the police, did the r**e kit and all. The social worker assigned to me got her arousal listening to my story. What did it feel like? The cop that interviewed me, also female, wanted explicit little details. While he was r****g me what was I doing with my hands?
I kept my feelings to myself, peer pressure. Sure I liked it, raw, dangerous, overpowering, aggressive sex. Who doesn't like that? I did have a silent orgasm. I didn't look in his eyes, I kept my eyes shut. I didn't wash the panties, I put them in my purse and kept them in the bottom of my winter clothes drawer for years. I told the police he must have stolen them. A trophy the lady cop said, wrote it down in all caps.
On the anniversary I don't celebrate, but I do remember and I can trigger an internal orgasm just thinking of it.
Nothing in my life has been so important. It relieved me of my hang up about sissy men. I vomit when I have to deal with them. Give me a man who wants to fuck. A man who is strong enough to hold me down. A man who starts by telling me to shut up.
