Anna

Ch 3: I remembered

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There was a time in my life that I forgot how to be Annalise.. I know what you're all thinking. How in the world can you forget how to be yourself Anna?

Jack Frashier is how. Yes, Jack. I remember you.

Jack came into my life like any other man has. In my bed. I remember our first time together. It was absolutely horrible but Jack was a persistent guy who didn't give up. I eventually let him into my life and soon after.. into my heart.

Jack was a traditional guy. He believed that the women should cook and clean. That we should be there for the man and in return he is there for us but only if we did what a woman was "supposed" to do.

I look back at this time in my life with shame. There was never a thought in my mind that would have told me I would have ended up doing what I did that year.

Even if we ignore the fact that I was being a submissive, and not the good kind, the sex was horrible. Jack was greedy. He would fuck for his pleasure and leave when I had nothing to show for his 5 minute poundings.

By the end of that year I was falling apart. Most of you look at sex addiction as something that could just be stopped. No sex.. no addiction. That is not true. Every single day when Jack would crawl his horrific ass off to work, I would masterbate until I couldn't feel my finger. The ache never went away though, only dulled.

One day, when it felt like I couldn't take it anymore, a thought came into mind.

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"Jack" I whispered as bored as I possibly could. He was just humping away barely listening to a word or even trying to make this exciting... that was Jack for you. 9:00 p.m. Three minutes of this was enough.

It was then that something in me sparked. I was angry... I had never felt this type of anger before.

For years Jack pushed me around like his submissive wife when I was nothing but a girlfriend. A strong, sexy, freaking Queen and he had not treated me that way. I truly believe that to an extent women need to submit to their husbands but we are not their freaking slaves!

I wasn't even his fucking wife!

I grabbed onto Jacks hair and pulled as hard as I could. He screamed (literally screamed) and fell back off of the bed. It kind of hurt when his penis slid out of me so quickly but I brushed it off and jumped down on top of his.

"What are you doing woman!" He screamed looking like a little boy who had just been told his balls would drop one day. I wrapped my fingers around his neck and added pressure. Not enough to make him feel threatened but enough that told him to shut the hell up.

He did.

I reached down with my other hand and grabbed hold of him. He grunted softly but my hand around his throats prevented much of it. I used him to massage my clit softly. My body convulsed in the quickest orgasm I had ever had. Being deprived for so long had its perks I guess.

Jack seemed genuinely surprised to see me moaning above him. Like even he was couldn't believe that I had an orgasm. Sorry son of a bitch!

Anger flashed through me again as I rammed myself down on him. Jack gasped in, rocking himself forward to meet me in another thrust. I stopped him though as I lifted myself until there was only his head inside of me.

"Listen baby.." I muttered just loud enough for him to hear ".. I am going to fuck you until your dick physical can't get hard anymore". He grunted as I lowered myself only a tiny inch lower onto him.

"When I'm done with you; you won't be able to get off of this floor. That's good because I'm leaving you in the morning" he was surprised but that was quickly over come with pleasure.

The only thing that was heard for the rest of that night was flesh slapping together and the moans and groans of one surprised egotistical fool and an angry bitch in heat.

I lifted myself from Jack and threw my head back in pleasure. Jack let out a pleasured scream, gripped my hips tightly, and released himself inside of me...

He was out in seconds...

And so was I.

It was morning now and I'm glad I noticed.

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Why did you tell this story Anna? Why are these stories so random?

Everything in my life will connect soon enough.. These stories are important so just listen and be quiet.