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Drugs, Cameras, Cumshot  

ThicFemBoi4Creep 32M
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2/16/2021 2:16 pm
Drugs, Cameras, Cumshot


As I sit here in my small, but comfortable apartment looking out at what was once a dreary landscape now transformed the simple movement of clouds revealing a warm glow of the sun- I contemplate, how did I get here?
Ha, I am such an amateur writer. Anyways, nothing deep here. No philosophical tropes or a discussion on human sexuality. Just good ol' ranting of how much I loved my first experience on MDMA a.k.a Molly. It awoke something in me so deep and primal that it was like feeling the earth tremble during an active volcano eruption (not that I know what it's like) my body vibrated and hummed in a way I could never put into words.

Colours became so vibrant and lively. Sounds left me for a moment only to come back in such harmony that it felt like the universe put on an orchestra solely for me. I remember looking at my arm and all my blemishes (freckles, hairs, etc) melted away and my skin was this one singular colour. It was like looking at an aliens arms and hands from a POV. I was beyond euphoric and felt nothing but empathy and joy.

Then the real sensations hit me like a mac truck and all I knew was I wanted to be dressed in the sluttiest outfit with cheap make-up and have tens of men consuming me in such a perversed sexual way. I just wanted cock in me so bad. unfortunately I never got it, I never knew what it would do to me and never planned for anything to do something with it. It was so intense and lasted hours. I even talked to imaginary daddy's and told them what I wanted them to do to me. i couldn't stop touching my body and grabbing my chest and buttocks and thighs in such a rough way. My body danced and thrummed and got so excited over every touch.
I fingered myself in the shower for at least an hour. lol I even wore this raggedy shirt just to tear it, to feel the wet fabric stuck to my body and tear as though it were someone hungrily ripping my clothes off and me. I loved every second of it.

So anyways, it was great- but it also feeds into something I always fantasized about since I was a . Pretty much, drug coercion? I don't know what the fetish would be called, but to be pressured men to take drugs and perform sexual acts. it's not just the drugs, I don't even do that many- it's the idea of being in this power imbalance dynamic and to be in an altered state of mind that leaves me vulnerable and easily exploitable.
The very idea turns me on, other than crack or heroine, the drugs wouldn't matter as long as they gave a good body . I would love nothing more than to dress up in full on panties, bra, women's clothing and make-up. Even do my nails, and then have them just grope me in uncomfortable ways while they record me sucking their cocks and being penetrated their meaty, veiny rods. Only thing I would ask out of that is to get some of the photos and videos to post on here. lol I would let them degrade and humiliate me, I would role- in various ways. I would want them to spank me, choke me, spit in my mouth, bind my wrists to my ankles and take turns on me. Call me all kinds of female targeted slurrs- call me a sissy, call me a slut, a cum dump. Then when they feel that aching pressure to just relieve themselves of their salty burdens- they could shoot it all over my face, chest, back, ass and deep inside me. They could take turns jerking off into my mouth till it over flowed past my lips and it leaked down my face and neck- I would want them to force me to gargle and THEN swallow it. Only to smile for the cameras afterwards and say how yummy it was- whether or nt I thought it was is irrelevant.
This, this would be the pinnacle of my sexual desires and fantasies. Something I always searched for but couldn't find. I don't want silver foxes or nice guys, i don't want white knights or kind, thoughtful people. I wanted old perverted men willing to use to me to not only<b> release </font></b>their repressed sexual frustration but just all their frustration on me. Got a problem with us shitty little Millenials? Then literally fuck that generation. Got an issue with some smarmy leftist? I am that slef-loathing masochistic cunt you can devalue less than a human and use as just a sex object to empty your sack into. Tired of your wife or girlfriend not giving you what you want sexually? shove pills up my nose and ass (Two ways I never taken anything before, but thus the pressure and coercion) and use me as some dumb little slut. With the right kind of chem and boomer elbow grease- you could get me to do almost anything, I am sure. This of course wouldn't be something I'd want every day- but just that one moment of being desired; not for my body per se (there are better), but for the idea that I am that easy and available and without judgment you could do and say whatever you want to me.
Fuck the consequences later, fuck the regrets I may have later- it's what I want. Old, balding, heavy set men using their cocks on me. The bigger the better but even if it were really small- who cares? I am just an unthinking fuck toy for you to for that one night. Ethnicity, Religion, Culture- doesn't matter, just your age and the things you want to put in me.
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