Memoirs of Those Years: My Intimate Encounters with a Male KTV Waiter (Part 3)

Last time, I mentioned that while I was with A, a waiter barged in. Actually, before that, I knew that this waiter had a bit of a crush on me because we often went to this KTV, and we got to know each other well, sometimes going out to eat together. So, some things probably just happened naturally. Plus, after that one visual stimulation, he started to act recklessly.

A few days later, I happened to be in a bad mood and went to a KTV with my girlfriends to drink and sing. Before I got married, I thought I was even more wild than after I got married. Back then, I had no burdens, no one cared, and I could do whatever I wanted. As a result, I accidentally drank too much. My girlfriends were all picked up by their boyfriends. They asked if I wanted them to take me home, and I said I could go home by myself, as I didn't live far away. Just then, it was already quite late, and the waiter should have been off work. So, he saw that I was staggering a bit and came over to ask if I was okay. I said it was nothing, and he took the opportunity to help me walk out. I was indeed drunk and my mind was clear, but my body was out of control. He took me back to his house, and I really didn't know anything after that. It was from that time that I fell in love with the feeling of being raped. Although I knew him, I didn't know him. This state felt so exciting.

I remember that night, he ignored my resistance and forcibly kissed me, then touched my breasts, kissed my nipples, and without even licking my clitoris, he forcefully penetrated me. I didn't feel much pain. I remember his penis was particularly big and long. He thrust in and out, and I screamed. The dizziness from the alcohol and the physical stimulation he brought gave me a double pleasure. It was from that time that I knew I was in a better state when I was drunk than when I wasn't drinking. The more I drank, the easier it was for me to lose control, but it was also easier for me to have fun.

Later, he thrust for a while, then pulled out and put it in my mouth, making me give him oral sex. That was the first time I experienced violence but enjoyed it. So much so that I didn't realize until this year that I liked this contrast. He later told me that it was particularly enjoyable. Seeing me being forced to accept it and then enjoying it greatly gave him a sense of accomplishment. Hearing my screams made him even more excited to thrust in and out from behind. In recent years, I haven't found such a domineering person. I can have fun while playing and know how to cherish afterward.

Although I only had one sexual encounter with a waiter, it laid a solid foundation for the future. Now, whenever I think back to those actions and my current feelings, I understand why I like this contrast and the rape scenario as I've gained a deeper understanding of this circle. The pleasure and psychological feeling are incomparable to ordinary times. Sometimes, when I'm bored, I think about more scenarios, but I just need someone to accompany me to realize them, or more people to accompany me to realize

them. My husband and I sometimes discuss some details. He's not the violent type, so he might not be able to accept rape, sexual assault, public displays, or outdoor sex. That's why I want to find someone like this to satisfy my little desires. If you've had such an experience, feel free to chat with me. This is only for wolves in Yantai and Weihai.

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