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trixxitrash -> RE: do you get aroused by danger?? (6/24/2007 11:00:45 PM)
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Dangerous situations don't generally turn me on, but if I encounter danger after I'm already turned on, the experience will certainly be enhanced. After graduating from college, I went to South Korea to teach English as a Second Language. I had one student who really turned me on. Her name was Soo Jeong, she was a tall, slender, effeminate woman in her late 20's, who ran a piano school. We'd go out for dinner and drinks, but every time I tried to kiss her she'd pull away. I could tell she liked my advances, but she got a kick out of playing hard to get. I was young and gullible, so her game worked on me. I was mad about her. Her village had a Buddhist temple by the river. The grounds were well kept, and hardly anyone went there at night. One warm summer evening, we got a few bottles of beer and went there. I parked my car in the lot, and we sat on a bench by the river and drank and talked. It got late and she asked me to take her home. We went back to my car, I turned on the ignition, and we sat there listening to the radio and talking. I tried to kiss her again, and this time she let me. We made out for awhile, and I told her to take her pants off. She complied, and a minute later I was inside her. There wasn't much room to move, so I felt a little constricted. She was also a little shy, and more or less just let me do my thing. The thrill I felt was more that of attaining a long sought after goal than that of having amazing sex. After a while, another car entered the parking lot. They pulled up perpendicular to us; their headlights shining through our windows. "What do they want?" she asked. I told her not to worry about them. They were just out cruising, and after a while they'd go on their way. They took off a few minutes later, but then they came back with another car. This time they pulled up on both sides of us. She was worried, but I reassured her that it was o.k. If they wanted to watch us fuck, let em. Having them there definitely turned her on. She dug her nails into me, and fucked me as hard as I fucked her. Then the guys got out of their cars and sat on the hoods. We were enjoying the show we were putting on. One of the guys threw a beer can at my windshield. At that point, I probably should have wizened up and realized that things might get ugly, and got the hell out of there. But for some reason, it just turned me on more. Then one of them rushed up to the car and tried to open the door, which was locked. I rolled off of her and into the driver's seat, slammed the car into reverse and sped the hell outta there, jeans still around my ankles.
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