1. Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away


    Date: 3/1/2016, Categories: True Story, First Time, Latina, Rape, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Written by women, Author: slick_chick, Rating: 84.2, Source: sexstories.com

    Freddy, the only types of fantasies that really turned me on were sexual assault/rape fantasies. And so nearly all the various sexual situations that I tended to fantasize about on a regular basis were automatically transformed into fantasies that involved me being sexually molested and then raped. And that's still the way that things are for me nowadays, when it comes to my sexual fantasies. Now don't get me wrong. I'm not a masochist. And I don't enjoy pain at all. So I don't ever fantasize about being physically threatened or hurt, or tortured. It's just that, in my fantasies, I tend to imagine myself being “taken and overwhelmed” (in other words, bullied, intimidated, blackmailed, tricked or verbally threatened) into having sex with some guy or another, while I do nothing but completely cooperate with that guy, as I'm letting him “have his way with me.” This "guy" in my fantasies might be a total stranger to me, or he might be a celebrity on TV or in the movies, or he could be someone that I know in real life. It just depends on my mood at the time that I'm having the fantasy. However, I have to admit that most of the time, my rape fantasies tend to involve guys that I know in real life. And as you should have already figured out by now, the one guy that I tend to fantasize about the most just happens to be Freddy. No matter whether I like it or not, Freddy was--and will always be--the first guy who ever had sex with me. And as far as I'm concerned, Freddy will always be ...
    that "special guy" who took my virginity, when he fucked me and fertilized my pussy in the bathroom that Sunday afternoon. So even though I love my husband dearly, I still found myself fantasizing about Freddy quite frequently throughout my adult life--although I have to admit that I do it much less nowadays than I used to, back when I was a younger woman. The point I'm trying to make here is that my single sexual encounter with Freddy in the bathroom that Sunday afternoon ended up drastically changing the very core of my sexuality. And it permanently altered my sexual desires and preferences to this very day. Here are just a few examples of my unique sexual preferences and behaviors that I attribute--either wholly, or in part--to my sexual experience with Freddy in the bathroom that day: 1) I still prefer to wear very plain-looking cotton briefs, which are basically the same type of panties that I wore that Sunday afternoon in the bathroom. 2) I still prefer to leave my pussy in the same naturally-hairy state that it was in when I showed it to Freddy that day in the bathroom (but just for the record, I do keep my legs and armpits clean-shaven). 3) I'm not a big fan of having sex in the dark. I like to be able to plainly see my partner's dick and balls, while at the same time, making sure that he can just-as-easily look at my pussy, if he wants to. 4) I tend to view "sex" and "love" as being two completely separate needs, just like most guys do. And while I do admit that it ...
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