If I Fucked Him, Would I Regret It?

And god last night when Rachel had led me to believe it had been Lucas in my bed, I almost wished it was real. I almost believed that I was getting fucked for the very first time, just his cock in me and his whispers in my ear. So breathless he couldn't help himself, brought in between the two of us as he called me a good girl and made me cum and spasm on his cock.

I almost wanted it. Wanted the release of a good man and a hard cock inside of me. Pumping while he held me down and I strained against the bonds both literal and figurative.

Calling him daddy while he fucked me into submission. While he made me realize all of the pleasure this body could take and made me believe that it was right to give of myself to him.

I'm not going to fall in love with the first cock I have. I'm not going to need it for the rest of my life. I'm not going to decide then and there that it's the only cock I need, dooming myself to some kind of half life with a man who isn't good for me but wants to be.

Lucas.

Jake.

Blake.

Rachel.

Even Eddie.

They're not right for me and neither is this man in this gloryhole. This anonymous pervert who I can't judge too harshly because he might be a pervert but so am I. What else can you call a girl who has serviced four cocks she's barely known this morning alone? Who sucked the cock of a dirty old cabbie before deciding that wasn't enough? Who gave herself to three men within the span of minutes and was already thinking of the next cock that would come after this one and wondering whether any of them had seen Rachel and I stumble in here, who knew our faces without us knowing theirs?

I'm not going to fuck this cock but I want to. I want to feel the length of him inside of me, to feel the heat of him as he explodes deep in my belly. Spreading his warmth in my womb and feeling it settle in me and change me, feeling it make a craving inside of me to always seek out this man and never find him.

But does he know my face?

If I fucked him, would it come back to haunt me? Three days down the line when I'm walking in the street would I see the grizzled face of a man who grins and it just clicks for me.

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