So I'm a writer and I like to write stories, so here's one of my short stories. I'm rewriting it, so this is really just the first draft, but let me know what you think! =)
Lying With the Opposite Sex
The human male has the largest penis of any other primate.
This is what I thought as I pounded myself into the back of this ignorant girl. She should be thanking me for having a penis this size to give her so much pleasure. Thanking God she wasn’t made into some chimp whose mate would be half the size of me. She should worship me. This is all I could think about.
She lay there screaming the name of some CEO of some business that does something too complicated for her to understand.
I was the assistant manager at a Walgreens.
She was grabbing at a designer shirt. Tailor fitted in New York.
I had gotten the shirt from a cheap department store. On discount.
She ran her fingers through my ninety dollar haircut.
My mom had cut my hair last.
This girl was too easy. I hardly put on my A game and she just melted like butter on a hot pan. I guessed her father didn’t really love her when she was younger. Or maybe her uncle touched her. This lead to her growing up looking for sexual reparation for the wrongs done to her as a child. The only way she knew to make it right? She would regain her “sexuality” and her “woman power” by fucking any guy she chose to. That’d show her uncle. He thinks he can control her sexual destiny? Oh no, she was going to. She was going to choose to be promiscuous so no other man could make her be promiscuous. Good call.
This was just a guess though. Maybe she was just a whore. Regardless, she was an easy catch to get the job done. I felt my climax nearing and clung on tight. After I finished I rolled off of her and fell on the bed. She collapsed beside me and started cuddling. Did I say that was alright? No. She just assumed she had the right to stay here. I rolled her off of me and got up to get a shower...
So I'm a writer and I like to write stories, so here's one of my short stories. I'm rewriting it, so this is really just the first draft, but let me know what you think! =)
Lying With the Opposite Sex
The human male has the largest penis of any other primate.
This is what I thought as I pounded myself into the back of this ignorant girl. She should be thanking me for having a penis this size to give her so much pleasure. Thanking God she wasn’t made into some chimp whose mate would be half the size of me. She should worship me. This is all I could think about.
She lay there screaming the name of some CEO of some business that does something too complicated for her to understand.
I was the assistant manager at a Walgreens.
She was grabbing at a designer shirt. Tailor fitted in New York.
I had gotten the shirt from a cheap department store. On discount.
She ran her fingers through my ninety dollar haircut.
My mom had cut my hair last.
This girl was too easy. I hardly put on my A game and she just melted like butter on a hot pan. I guessed her father didn’t really love her when she was younger. Or maybe her uncle touched her. This lead to her growing up looking for sexual reparation for the wrongs done to her as a child. The only way she knew to make it right? She would regain her “sexuality” and her “woman power” by fucking any guy she chose to. That’d show her uncle. He thinks he can control her sexual destiny? Oh no, she was going to. She was going to choose to be promiscuous so no other man could make her be promiscuous. Good call.
This was just a guess though. Maybe she was just a whore. Regardless, she was an easy catch to get the job done. I felt my climax nearing and clung on tight. After I finished I rolled off of her and fell on the bed. She collapsed beside me and started cuddling. Did I say that was alright? No. She just assumed she had the right to stay here. I rolled her off of me and got up to get a shower hoping she’d be gone by the time I’d be back. Maybe she’d get my hint to leave.
“Where are you going?” she asked in a sad little voice.
“I’m gonna get a shower. The phone’s on the desk if you need to call a ride.”
It was the fourth, maybe fifth time my cousin had left town and asked me to house sit. He’d been like my brother ever since my parents’ divorce. I spent a lot of time at his house when we were kids and he helped me through a lot. House sitting for him was kind of my little way to take a vacation, take the week off of work, drive up to just outside the city, and try to bring girls back to his place for the night. When I’m lucky enough to score that is. This week he left on Wednesday and wasn’t going to be back until Monday night. It was a pretty normal time house sitting until tonight.
She was sitting by herself, a clear sign that she was looking to hook-up. You don’t go out to a club on a Friday and sit by yourself at the bar for fun. You want fucked. Her blonde hair was done up and she was dressed for a night out. It was just odd that she was alone. Her tan skin was shown off by a low cut-dress. The majority of her breasts were exposed. Lord she had gorgeous breasts. I doubted she had any tan lines, unless she wore pasties to tan in. Maybe she was just too stupid to know how easy she was making herself seem. I had to pounce while she was looking weak.
“Excuse me, you don’t know Dave do you?”
“Huh? Who’s Dave?” she said.
“Oh God, I’m sorry, I must have mistaken you for someone else. You looked just like one of the models Dave had at his release party last weekend. I’m terribly sorry.”
“Oh,” she let out a slight laugh. “I’m definitely no model,” she said, almost begging me to correct her. Why of course I will.
“Hun, you scream model. I’m a little shocked you’re out and about by yourself on a night like this. Date in the bathroom?”
She looked uncomfortable by that question, but I didn’t bother inquiring why. I’m guessing no date. Win.
“No, I’m just…” she paused looking for a word, maybe one outside of her range of vocabulary.
“Looking for a good time?” I smiled at her. “If you’d need a date for the night, I’d be happy to fill that position. I’m Tony. Could I get you a drink Miss…?”
“Katie. Nice to meet you, Tony.” She smiled and looked me up and down once. Then checked her phone. “Hey, I’ll be right back, I’ve got to go to the bathroom.” She walked off quickly and was back in only about a minute. I was surprised how fast she was seeing as she seemed to rush off, and the fact she was a woman. I didn’t bother asking what that was about.
We talked about my job and how successful I was at whatever it was I told her I did that weekend. She seemed very into me. Almost too into me, but I was alright with that. I kept ordering drinks, but she never seemed to touch hers much.
“Do you drink often?” I asked. It seemed like she was afraid to, like she thought I might have slipped the bartender some GHB to add to her drink.
“I just don’t drink much, it doesn’t go well with my…” blah, blah, blah. Okay, you don’t drink, I get it. Nonetheless she seemed to be getting more and more buzzed as the night went on. She went to the bathroom to piss like she’d been drinking.
“So, I have an apartment just outside the city, would you want to come crash with me lovely?” I asked once I felt like I had the deal sealed.
“Sure, it sounds good to me. I’d love to see your place,” she smiled at me. “Are you okay to drive?”
“Yeah, I’m fine, but I didn’t drive here, do you want to just take a cab?”
“Sure.” She put her arms around me as she stood up and kissed me. I felt like this was the sign of a good night to come. We got into the cab and headed back to my cousin’s.
After a long ride, complete with backseat groping and a make out session, we finally arrived.
“Shit, I can’t find my wallet.” I knew I had it on me when we left the club. Or did I? Fuck, I did not want to blow this night. The cab driver looked into his rear view mirror at me. Chill out Achmed, I’m not trying to scam you.
“Oh, here. I think it must have fell out of your pocket while we were back here,” Katie handed me the wallet and grinned. Thank God she found it. I paid the driver and Katie and I started our night.
A bowel movement and a long shower later she was still there. Fail. My hint was clearly not good enough. Maybe something a little more obvious?
“So, it’s getting late,” I said.
“Yeah, I probably need to just crash here for the night. You wouldn’t mind that would you, Tony?”
My name was Mark.
“Well actually I was thinking maybe I could just call you a cab.”
She looked confused for a moment.
“But I thought you said you were on vacation? You’d have nothing to do tomorrow so I could come back to your place.”
Clearly I need to get to the point.
“So we could fuck, but hun, I can’t let every whore I bring back to my place just crash.”
She looked taken aback. What? You don’t think you’re a whore? I just met you tonight and I already know your anatomy like I’d been studying it for an exam. You should really accept the fact that you’re a whore.
She looked at me very for a moment as if my words just took a knife and stabbed her. She seemed shocked.
“You can’t be serious. I thought we made a fun couple.”
She stood up from the bed, ass naked. Good lord what a beautiful body she had. I could only imagine it ten years from now, dried up and used up from too many parties and nights out. Too many other guys that she made a “fun couple” with.
“Listen hun, you’ve really got to understand, I thought we agreed this would be just a one time thing. If you stay here the rest of the night, in the morning there’ll be some weird exchange, we’ll both feel uncomfortable,” or at least I would, “and then I feel like you’d probably start getting attached. It’d just be way better if you left now, no strings, just a fun night to remember.”
She grabbed her purse off the floor and ran into the bathroom. Good thing we hit the shower earlier before the bed, I feel like it would have been awkward if she’d had to ask where it was right now. She walked out a few minutes later and throws her purse down by the bed. A pill bottle rolls out. Dear God, she’s popping pills. This might get harder than I thought.
“Listen Mark, I really think we should stop and talk about this. I know you want me to stay here so I’m going to ignore the whore comments and let’s just cuddle and talk about it.”
She had an almost delusional grin on her face. What the hell did she take?
“I know this is just the beginning of something beautiful, but you need to work on your sense of humor, we can’t have you talking like that to me all the time.”
Beginning of something beautiful? I must be getting involved with some psycho stalker. This could be bad, but I’ve dealt with worse situations. Okay, not really, but how bad could this…wait.
“What did you call me?”
“Mark. That’s your name isn’t it?”
“Did you go through my stuff while I was in there?!” I know I wasn’t exactly mister morals, but that’s a little rude to do.
“Of course not, that’d be intrusive,” she seemed offended I’d even consider the idea of her being intrusive, “I read it on your driver’s license when I took it from you in the cab,” she smiled deviously again. This girl just went from creepy to scary.
“So my wallet didn’t fall out, you stole it?”
“That might have happened. You didn’t think I was just going to come fuck you without double checking your story did you?”
“Well, yes actually, I did. But listen, this is getting weird. I think you need to just go.” I walked out of the bedroom into the living room, I needed to step away from this girl. She followed. At least she was closer to the door now. “You just need to leave, Katie.”
“I think we should get to know each other better. I’m sure most of the things you said at the club were a lie, but I’m willing to look past that and try to make something here,” she said in an almost airy voice as she started staring in my eyes. “I want to have you, Mark. I feel we could be so close. I love you.”
My own dad didn’t love me enough to stick around. He had to leave me and my mom alone, why would some random whore assume she could love me?
“Okay, Katie, listen, I’m really starting to get a crazy vibe from you, and it’s getting out of hand right now.”
“Why are you getting that vibe? I’ve been taking more than enough of my meds all night since you started talking to keep me under control. I should be fine, I promise.”
Wait, meds? This girl really was crazy. Fuck.
“You can’t be serious right now? What the hell is wrong with you?” I started to back up as she started walking toward me.
“Listen, Mark,” she said getting clearly angered. Something about my statement didn’t sit well with her, “there is not a damn thing wrong with me, I’m taking the medication the doctor told me to, so I’m normal just like any other girl. Any. Other. Girl. Nothing weird about me at all.”
Something in her head had to have just snapped.
“You need to get out of here.”
“Fuck you!” she lunged at me. I dodged in time for her face to slam into the wall behind me. Blood had been drawn from her forehead making her look that much more like something out of a cheap horror flick. “You plan on leaving just like every other douche bag don’t you? Well you’re not going to leave me, I’m going to leave you!”
“Great, I’ll call a cab then!” I was scared for my life now.
“Not going to be that easy. First you’re going to regret fucking with me!” She grabbed a lamp off of a nearby table and charged again.
I grabbed her and threw her against the wall again. For such a little bitch, she was strong. Maybe it was added psycho strength. I forced the lamp out of her hand and held her down.
“Stop! You’re not going to leave me like everyone else! Fuck you, you prick!”
“You have to go!” I was getting her out of this apartment one way or another.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Katie stopped flailing around and looked at the door.
“Honey, I think someone’s here, you probably need to get that.”
The knocks came again, then a voice.
“Is something wrong in there?” It sounded like an older woman. I’m assuming it was one of my cousin’s neighbors, but I didn’t have a clue who it could have been. Most of the rooms in this building get rented out to rich families for an easy vacation place by the city. “I heard a noise, thought I’d check.”
“Help me!” Katie quickly screamed. “He’s hurting me!” She glared up at me.
“Why are you doing this? You couldn’t just be a normal one-night stand?”
“I love you, Mark, that’s why I’m doing this!”
“Listen, you have issues and you need to work them out, but now is not that time. How ‘bout you just go home, get some sleep, and tomorrow call me and we’ll talk in a more calm fashion.”
“Call that fake number? How about not, Mark?”
She started struggling again and her hand broke free from mine. She grabbed for the coffee table beside us and ended up knocking an ash tray onto her face.
More knocking came from the door.
“This is the police, we had a call about a disturbance here.” Thank God someone to finally help. I ran to the door. When I opened it two officers walked in.
“Officers, hello. I need your…”
“Ma’am, what the hell happened here?” The officer ran over to help Katie off the floor. Her body bruised from me fighting her off. Her face bleeding from her own crazy actions. His partner grabbed me and held my hands behind my back before I knew what to do or say.
“He just went crazy.” Katie started.
“How do you two know each other, ma’am?”
I started to explain, “We just met…”
“I was asking the lady, sir. I’m sorry Ma’am, how do you two know each other?”
Katie smiled at me, “We’ve been dating for some time now. Mark had asked me to move in with him. Lately he’d been getting more and more abusive, but I figured it was all just because I wasn’t helping enough around the here with cleaning, like I wasn’t doing my part.” She started bawling in the officers arm’s.
“Alright, we’ve seen enough, get this guy in cuffs.”
The officer holding me cuffed me and started off with my rights. I thought they only did that in Dragnet and Law and Order. I was walked off without a single chance to speak. Every word I tried to edge out the officer told me to save it for later. I looked over my shoulder as I was being walked down the hall. Katie stood in the apartment doorway and cried to the officer her recollection of the night. Lies, all lies I’m sure. I guess karma is a bit
Lying With the Opposite Sex
The human male has the largest penis of any other primate.
This is what I thought as I pounded myself into the back of this ignorant girl. She should be thanking me for having a penis this size to give her so much pleasure. Thanking God she wasn’t made into some chimp whose mate would be half the size of me. She should worship me. This is all I could think about.
She lay there screaming the name of some CEO of some business that does something too complicated for her to understand.
I was the assistant manager at a Walgreens.
She was grabbing at a designer shirt. Tailor fitted in New York.
I had gotten the shirt from a cheap department store. On discount.
She ran her fingers through my ninety dollar haircut.
My mom had cut my hair last.
This girl was too easy. I hardly put on my A game and she just melted like butter on a hot pan. I guessed her father didn’t really love her when she was younger. Or maybe her uncle touched her. This lead to her growing up looking for sexual reparation for the wrongs done to her as a child. The only way she knew to make it right? She would regain her “sexuality” and her “woman power” by fucking any guy she chose to. That’d show her uncle. He thinks he can control her sexual destiny? Oh no, she was going to. She was going to choose to be promiscuous so no other man could make her be promiscuous. Good call.
This was just a guess though. Maybe she was just a whore. Regardless, she was an easy catch to get the job done. I felt my climax nearing and clung on tight. After I finished I rolled off of her and fell on the bed. She collapsed beside me and started cuddling. Did I say that was alright? No. She just assumed she had the right to stay here. I rolled her off of me and got up to get a shower...