About a month ago I received a letter from a college fraternity brother of mine. I hadn’t seen Stan since graduation three years before. Stan was trying to get a group of us together to meet for the first football game of the season.
I'm sitting here, feeling like I'm being fucked, my breathing is heavy, and I'm moaning, my mind is racing with all the dirty thoughts, my cunt is dripping, and I'm ready to take on the night, I'm a slut, a whore, a pussy lover, and I don't care what anyone thinks, I just want to get fucked, to feel the cock inside me, to be pounded, to be used, to be a sex object, and I'm not ashamed to admit it.
I'm a slut, a fucking hardcore slut, and I know it. I love being fucked, pounded, and drilled all night long. My pussy is always dripping, always ready for a huge cock to fill me up. I'm talking about my boyfriend's cock, the biggest and hardest I've ever seen.
I've always been a bit of a freak, and I love exploring my own body and pushing my limits. Tonight, I'm feeling particularly horny and I've decided to take things to the next level. I've got a guy coming over, and we're going to try something new - anal.