I’m bored

I’m bored. And I need to get laid. Last time didn’t end well. I mean I came, I came real hard. Twice. But the second happened to happen just as she walked in. It’s not like in the pornos, when she shouts for a bit and then joins in. Nothing like it. She shouted, alright. At him, but mostly at me. I haven’t been called that many names since the day I made out with the prom queen at the after party. I didn’t need any of that, so I just left. Didn’t even put my panties back on. Just grabbed my skirt, and my top (shoes were still on, they’re such a pain to take off), and walked to the tram stop. I could hear her shout at me until the doors closed.

I’m not here to ruin relationships. If guys want to jeopardize them, be my guest. It’s not my life that’s over after she finds out. I doubt the guys care much either. If they can make me want to fuck them, they can make anyone want to fuck them. Screw those girls. Should have given head more often.

I am not a good girl. People who think I am have no idea what I do at night. Wanna drug me and tear my pussy to pieces? I’ll let ya. Wanna film me get off and put it on Twitter? Go ahead. I only got one rule: you gotta make me cum. If you fail, I’ll hunt you down and ruin your life. Fair deal, no?

But now I’m sitting here, in my room. No guys. Not even girls. I’m filling myself up with every toy I can find, but it doesn’t get me off. I need flesh. I need cum to lubricate. I need someone to slap some sense into me, to tell me they’ll put it in my ass if I don’t cum. I need an incentive. A goal.

The cocaine doesn’t help, neither does the booze. Why would it? It’s meant to make you feel numb, and numb is how I’m feeling. I’m as naked as can be, the porn is playing loud enough for the neighbors to play along. Nothing is working. I feel trapped, I need to get out.

Clothes will only slow me down. I don’t have time to get dressed, and I definitely haven’t got time to undress again later. My coat will do. It’s just long enough to not get me arrested the moment I step out of my door. The street feels cold on my bare legs. I’m walking, but there’s no one here. Where the hell is everybody? How hard can it be to find a man who could fuck me?

Screw this. I never liked this coat anyway, I’m better off without it. Maybe someone will notice me now. Finally, a bunch of guys standing against a wall. The sweet smell of pot tickles my nostrils. These are fun people, I should hang out with them. How about a trade, boys? A hit for a bang? I don’t care if anyone notices, I want you, you, and yup, definitely you inside me. You fight over who gets to be where.

The foreign guy hits first. He’s bent in a weird way, I can’t cum like this. But I should let him finish. Gives me enough time to figure out who I want next. The underdog, I can’t let one hanging. Foreign guy is still twitching and the next is already inside. He’s large, but thin, and he doesn’t get fully hard. He’s also way too quick. Come on, guys. Throw me a bone here. A big, black bone.

White boy came inside, but as long as black guy doesn’t care, neither do I. This better be good. I can’t go another night, not like this. Gimme that! I need another hit or I can’t do it.

A big, black bone. I finally found it. It’s deep, it’s thick, and it’s dead straight. I wish I was, would have made high school a lot easier. Don’t think about her, I’ll only start crying. Make me cry, you worthless black person. Show your little friends what you can do, how you make a girl scream. I’m getting there, but he’s starting to hold back. Not this again. Not now. I turn my face and bite his lips. I’ll tell everybody you raped me if you don’t make me get there.

Finally, the angle. My face almost hits the floor, but this won’t take long now. I smile right into the camera. This world should know I exist, it would help. Stop thinking, you weirdo! You’re so close. So close. But not fast enough. The biggest load ever hits me. I start to scream. Don’t you dare! Don’t you dare getting soft. I need this! I need this… I got this. Ten more bangs. Five, give me five more! Three, two, one…

Fuck no, officer, this was all my idea. I needed to cum, and in fact, I am right fucking now. There’s no kids around any more, think of it as porn. Just give me one moment… One moment, please… I’ll come right with.

They’ll give me clothes at the station. I won’t tell them I live right around the corner, they’d find stuff. I’ll sleep on a ledge tonight, wearing lost undies and a way too large sweater. Nice ride, by the way. Can you turn on the sirens? You got cameras there, right? I’ll put on a show. You like stripteases, or shall I just get to it?

I wake up on the floor. Naked. These clothes made me itch, I want to burn them. Can I have a smoke, Sir? You can touch my pussy. It’s not even sore, those guys were like virgins. But I managed. I had my thrill. No, I won’t do anything like this ever again. If I ever want to, I’ll give you a call first. Hello, 911? This is an emergency, I need to get off. Yes, I’ll get dressed.

Pull up here. I promise to keep the clothes on until I’m inside. You sure you don’t wanna come in? My ass is still a virgin. Kidding, but you can have it. Maybe next time.

My place is exactly as I left it. Thank God, I need another shot, and it’s right there on the table. What day is it? I should try and find out, but first things first. The toys haven’t changed, but now I have memories. Bent one, doesn’t work. Thin one, neither. Big black cock saves the day again.

It’s probably Wednesday.