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Category: Fetish Stories

Author: Gary

I told her it was over between us. But you refused to let it go. The reality is I am not who you want me to be. And you aren’t who I need you to be. Over the time we were together you reviled to me you have always in joyed exhibitionism whether you admit or not. In your youth you would run around topples around the neighborhood boys. This resulted in you being gang raped. Was it, or were you asking for it? And what would you expect being a cock teaser for the boys. You knowingly put yourself in a vulnerable situation hitchhiking for a second rape. What was your outfit was it an invitation for that one. As you got older and got a second floor apartment you neglected to put curtains on the windows and would parade around naked for anyone to see. You became a playboy bunny for a bit. After you got married you’re husband and yourself would throw porno parties. You watched deep throat over and over till you could perfect the technique. I often wondered if they were swinger party’s. When we first started going out we would go kayaking down next to road . I would watch you wet down your white top till it was transparent. We stopped at an island beach where you took your top off and sucked my cock . You took off your shorts and we fucked me while the fishermen watched. Yet you accuse me a being perverted because I look at porn. Maybe I am. I have twisted dirty thoughts of things I would like to do to you that you would be shocked at to say the least. Then you would withhold sexual relations with me reason being I was not touching you in a loving manor. ( no tension there) I don’t even know if you know what that means? Define loving? Yet you would parade around topples or naked back to your old ways of cock teasing. Do you not comprehend that sensual sexual play is loving. It seems you want to be a slut however you need to be in control. Sorry but I am not one to be controlled. Just the opposite. Being misled by the way our relationship started and much to my disappointment, neither are you. Probably was wishful thinking on my part. The only hope of us continuing a relationship is if you were willing to be submissive and embrace your inner slut, it’s there waiting.The one you hide away be hind your Self righteous attitude. I made you a similar offer the last time we got back together. You refused, my bad for taking you back anyway. You also need to relinquishing you invasive nature. I don’t know if you are or could even be capable of that.