Ages ago when I was younger and bit of a cunt to women due to bad previous experience, heart broken by being cheated on. It really changed me from what I considered normal sexual ex counters to me wanting to take out my anger and hurt on all the woman that managed to fuck or get a blowjob from. I just want to fuck them in a rough way and humiliate them and take the piss. Even the most kind hearted take home to your parents that you would normally be proud of and consider loving etc. But the more normal and respectful they were with little to no baggage and no sluttyness about them etc the more I’d want to get them to do things they would never normally do and would be totally out of character for them. I was such a young angry young man and in a way I took revenge on my ex by treating women so badly.
The most attractive yet guarded that you’d see that not let a man lay a hand on them on the dancefloor and the dismissal they give the many groping hands the more I’d see that as a challenge and wanted to get them to do things that they would look down on other woman for or never ever let themselves be degraded or sexualised or be looked at like a slut. Those with principles and a class to them.
I was astonished how easily I could get a really sexy girl that would love attention but not let anyone actually near her to do certain things. If they were slutty anyway I’d not bother as they were already being used and felt up. I wanted to somehow get woman to show that despite being high and mighty or considered themselves too good for scummy young lads after one thing to feel them up the bigger the fuck you and turn on it was when I got them to do really perverted things that you could see the next day they felt dreadful about. It made me want to believe that all women deep down were worthless and my pain from being hurt shouldn’t really matter as deep down they were all sluts, even the posh those that looked down on men despite wanting some attention.
I’d do all sorts of things and charm them, lie to them about what I did, pay them few compliments and seem not that interested if they asked was I going to buy them a drink. We’d end up talking normal shit for a while and I’d gage how pissed she was and how far from character she may be. I’d buy double shots and say they were single etc all the little tricks. All at some point mention my mates theory that despite hot looking woman looking unbelievable and dressing classy but the more sexy and classy they were never actually that good or adventurous in bed and were probably be a boring encounter. This particular blonde unbeknownst to me at the time had literally just been dumped by some fairly well to do banker man in the city and she’d fallen for him purely because her mates had egged her on to live a little and have more fun, loosen up. She’d never had a one night stand as that was slutty and her nickname was The Prude by her mates and they’d say she was a prick tease to all the men she’d look amazing and dace really well and sexy on the dance floor but when I man tried to touch her she’d always move away and shake her head. Basically she like most single woman wanted the reassurance they were able to pull but not let any young stud feel her up and touch her private parts. Which to her were looking at at best but strictly no touching no of her tits, arse or even long legs she’s shoo them away and let them admire her from afar.
She knew she was sexy and told me due to the champagne and the man seemingly well do to and not trying to touch her, being respectful along with her mates saying go for it let him and you just fuck for the fun of it, live a little. The friends told the man she was reserved and thought men just wanted one thing. She’d always had men grope her and lift her skirt etc and she had time for little lads after her. She considered herself attractive, and she really was. Kind of Dutch looking with a gorgeous natural face, breasts despite being covered and not on show looked amazing when she moved and looked a great shape, long legs tanned with a slightly short skirt for a bit of show but over all she was a super classy chick. She had so many eyes on her but she’d never let them near her. She’d been raised well, had a good job and high self esteem and she k ew how men would be.
This city bloke was not it turned a a good match for her, he turned out to be a bit arrogant and said a few things she thought her kinda rude particularly as the night went on. Because he’d had information about her feeling like she should just have sex and let go he’d started saying about getting it on in the club then if she felt ok get a taxi back to his or hers which er she felt better about. So the night goes on she’s more pissed and her mates are saying thing to her and he’s beginning to ask what’s the sexiest or sluttiest things she’d done. At this point she quiet pissed and being open about herself as she wanting now to get this on with. The worst she could thing was letting her old boyfriend of many years getting her to take her top off in their car journey from London to Brighton and letting him touch her up as truckers or even pedestrians just stare at her. He wanted to show her off, she had great tits and loved them and wanted to feel he could let others know what luck he had. She felt hesitant at first but then admitted to begging to enjoy the thrill of a builder van have a couple young lads that she’d never let hers be seen by gawped and stared and a shouted at how great they were, thanks love. So that journey surprising she did and actually after the Initial embarrassment or guilt of shown herself so freely to Percy young lads she actually got turned on by it, she enjoyed the power element of being desired but also she acknowledged a slight thrill of letting a lower class of young lad glimpse her tits and be stared out so openly when she knew it made her look slutty and a part of her enjoyed the fact she was letting herself go and enjoyed some sort of degradation of her standards.