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-I threw a party.
For my birthday.
I invited him,
I don't even know why.The party is still going.
***** and I needed a break.
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-I don't know if I'm okay.
I don't know if I can handle this anymore.-
-I'm crying.
Laying on the end of my bed.
The door to my left.
My lights dim.
The music is muffled by the walls
And screaming in my body.There's pounding on the door,
Again.Screaming
Yelling
A raspy voice
A voice I know all to well
He sounds angry.
I try to sit up but I'm weak to do so.He comes in
Angry
Sad
Closing the door and locking it
behind him,
He calmly walked over to me,
He looked hurt,
He looks how I felt.
He talks to me,
Monotone.He gets more upset
By the second,
Until he's yelling.Then he apologizes ,
in advance for what he's about to do.
I'm sorry.
He doesn't stop
He grips me and yells,
Cries and whines.
I beg for him to stop,
To calm down.
But he's not doing this for him,
He's doing this for me.
He's being selfless
He tries to stop.
He can't.I loved you,
Over and over again.
I love you,
Again and again.
Pushing me down,
Holding me still.My back arched
Hands shaking,
Legs weak.
Pounding in and out of me,
Now.
On beat.
Off beat.
I grimace.
Cry.
Scream his name.
***.
Your my only one.
A quote from the song.
What I don't understand is why he didn't cum.I'm not leaving until you've cum 7 times he said
7
He never came but
It took hours
3 to be exact.
I came more than that,
He just didn't stop.He never did.
He left out of breath
Tired,
Crying,
Through the door.
I love youHe left
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Short Storydirty thoughts that I have /; they are most likely graphic and kinky because I have issues so read at your own discretion.