Published: May 20th 2025, 11:41:15 pm
Terrible Things I Want to do With You (part 1)
I want you to be my 12th grade English teacher
who I hate
and who doesn’t believe me that I’m a virgin.
You won’t let me pass your class unless
I can prove my virginity to you.
An F would mean
I can’t go to Stanford next year and, though I’m disgusted
by admitting this to myself, my pussy
is fire hot at the thought of you inspecting it. So I let you.
With a finger inside me you feel that I am, in fact, still a virgin, and a switch flips in your brain.
You turn from a didactic, emotional masochist into a wolf
stalking his prey. Your drive is so primal, I can see in your eyes that you don’t want to make me do something I might not be ready to do but you
have no choice. Your body is going to make you pull your cock out and
shove it into my unjustly tight pussy and there’s nothing
either of us can do to stop it. Yes, it hurts and
Yes, I beg in vain for you to stop but
my body catches up to yours, doing things against my will
like trembling
and moaning
and cumming over and over again
on your desk
in my plaid skirt
white shirt unbuttoned and damp
white noise of students out in the hall—they sound so far away
like ocean waves
crashing onto the rocks down below beneath
our terrible heaven.