What I Really Wanted

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic


I love sex. I love women. I love sex with hot women, and I love staring and looking at hot women. It was only natural that I cheated on Rose with a lot of women I found hot. Women who made me hard. I loved their breasts, their bodies, and their faces. Rose was hot too, but of course I loved tasting other dishes.

 

When I met Angel, i found her hot of course. She had the perfect face, the right amount of breasts, and the perfect ass. She was beautiful, and she got me excited all the time. On top of all that, she was smart. She stimulated my mind, and my pants at the same time and it was mind boggling to me. The way she carried herself and the way she spoke just made it very obvious that she wasn't just a girl who had beauty. She had brains, and she handled every situation well. She was definitely a lot better than Rose by a huge degree and I hadn't realize how ordinary Rose was until I met Angel. I know it isn't good toi compare, but I can't help but notice the difference between the two of them.

 

Angel just spoke and carried herself in such an intelligent manner that every person watching will be left in awe of her mind. She was well raised, well rounded, and well grounded. She was smart, beautiful, had a good heart, and remained humble. She's definitely my dream girl in the flesh. Now, as I've been a cheater for so many years, I can never avoid thinking about whether I could ruin our relationship- and honestly, that thought scares me to death. I never wanna lose Angel. I was scared that I could potentially end up cheationg on her like I did with Rose, and that thought made me feel chills.

 

However, apart from that thought, I know I've internally changed. It wasn't like when I was with Rose- cause this time, when I went out and saw girls who looked fine, I no longer felt the urge to fuck every single one. Sure there are a lot of attractive girls out there, but this time, the only thing honestly turning me on is how hot my girlfriend is, her intelligence makes her a million times more attractive than all these other girls who work too hard to catch everyone's attentions. 

 

I've never felt compelled to be faithful to a girlfriend before. I thought that faithfulness only came with marriage and I should be allowed to screw women around for as long as I'm not married yet. But, damn. Angel has me wrapped around her finger. I don't want anyone else anymore- hecl, i don't even fantasize about anyone else anymore. All I could think about was how beautiful she is- inside and out, how amazing she is with the peoiple around her, how much my family loves her as they all see the woman that I see in her, how much I love her, and how lucky I am that a girl this brilliant wants nobody else but me.

 

I never used the phrase making love, cause I thought that was for pussies. But now, I love making love to her. Whenever we fuck, I know for sure I feel a lot of love doing it with her. She lets me feel free, and she makes me feel all these raw emoptions that I've never felt with anyone before. With her, I don't just crave blowjobs, I actually crave for her orgasms- I want to make her feel good in every way- just the same way she makes me feel. She turns me on in every possible way- sexually, emotinally, and mentally. I've never met a girl like her before- smart, sassy, sexy, pretty, and definitely a keeper.

 

All that said, I know for sure, I've got a steal. How can a guy like me, deserve a woman like her? She's way out of my league, but I'm gonna better myself everyday, to be deserving of all the love she makes me feel


Submitted: April 28, 2021

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