You’re proof that you can turn a hoe into a housewife

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It was five years ago when I met her. Introduced by a roommate to this gorgeous punk girl. I was shy just sketching at the bar, she immediately got in my space and grabbed my drawing. “This is amazing!” she said, as she slugged my arm and bit her lip. The evening went on, I came out of my shell, then we talked until the lights hit on for the last call. She ruffled her hair and sighed.

When asking her what was up she told me that she’d been dying to shave her head. It was then that I found my opening. “Well…I have clippers at my place…” She smiled and replied, “Oh do you?” We end up back at my place. As I’m shaving her hair, she starts noticeably shifting her thighs. At that hour we were both tired. I didn’t want to be just another drunk guy to fuck, so I just gave her a blanket and a pillow for the couch.

She kissed my cheek, said goodnight, and laid. The next morning she woke me with a gentle hand I lurched forward half panicked. Then she kissed me directly and sparks flew. We ended up in bed all day, watching anime, sharing music, laughing, and vigorously fucking. I had never experienced a fuck like her, with a pussy so acrobatic, it was like I forgot my whole being. I drowned in it, devoured it, was a slave to it.

After several weeks of dates, we made it official. The kink play went full swing. When my roommates weren’t home she’d tie a rope around my cock and lead me around the house by it. There were times where I felt so frantically horny, that by the time she’d loosen it and spread her legs I would be an animal. Thrusting that dripping gash with everything I could muster.

A year passed then, I knew everything about her. She knew my fears, insecurities; I hers. When suddenly once we were going at it, she started crying. Of course, I was concerned so I stopped and asked what was wrong. I worried I had just ruined everything.

“I’ve never once been this committed to anybody. You make me so fucking happy. Not just because of the sex, but because you actually hold me. You don’t treat me like a hoe. You treat me like I want to be treated. Almost every other relationship I had I was a hoe. You are proof that you can turn a hoe into a housewife.”

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