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Click hereWhat is it to be desired even hungered for?
But to be a symbol of your shame.
Like a condom, I am filled with you.
And like a condom, you throw me away.
You tell me that I am sexy.
You say that you want me.
Do you?
Not to meet your friends.
Not to know your parents.
I can’t sit with you in the restaurant.
But I can blow you in the parking lot.
I scream through my tears, can’t you see?
Your hate for me Makes me hate myself.
Can you?
You say that I am what you are missing.
The fetish of your heart's desire.
Am I to be your dirty secret.
Like the videos, when your wife is away.
Will you in turn forget me.
Erased like your browser history.
But why?
You say that I am beautiful.
Your beautiful cum hungry slut.
You call me gorgeous.
A gorgeous ass made for fucking.
You promise to take me out.
Out back to blow you.
How dare you?
There is a thin line out there.
Somewhere between love and hate.
Where does that put me?
Worthy of lust but never love.
Where does that put me?
Coveted with contempt.
Tell me?
"Worthy of lust but never love."
It made me sad; I would never treat her like that. If I were to fall in love, I would walk out proudly with our hands entwined. <3
She doesn't. She's lamenting people treating her as a dirty secret and a sex object. So it may not be one person she's speaking to, as much as a type.