Back When I Was Scared of Small Girls

Have you ever had an irrational fear? Something that no matter how many times people told you it was foolish to be scared, when you were placed in a situation, an uncomfortable chill set in.
My fear was not so much the fear of small girls. But the fear that I would somehow manage to hurt or crush or demolish or break apart one of them should they ever try to do any activity with me besides polite conversation.
So it's your average day on the college campus my sophomore year. When this short girl stares at me from afar. And, of course, unlucky for me, my final destination takes me right past where she's standing.
"You're that boy from this Saturday!" She says at me when I get close.
"What?" I can hardly even remember what the fuck I did on that Saturday, especially some encounter with some girl who couldn't be more than 5 feet tall.
"Yeah you remember me right? I'm Robert's friend Dalia!"
She had medium length curly black hair, good sized tits and a sexy ass. She was clearly Italian. And she was clearly undressing me with her eyes as we spoke.
"Ohhhh yeah, I remember you, Robert's friend, right right now it's all coming together." I lie to her. "Sorry I was pretty fucked up this weekend."
So we continue the small talk and even though she's small, she's cute as fuck and I'm always horny. So I invite her up to my room to hangout sometime. Which she says she'd love to whenever she gets some free time. Then she gives me her number and is off on her way.
Thursday night rolls around. It's like 9:30pm. I'm bored as fuck in my room alone, and my phone rings. It's her. She says she's lonely and wants to come hangout. I tell her to come by and she does and we put a movie on. She of course picks a comedy on Netflix. I don't really care. I'm just glad I have a sexy girl with me in my bed wearing a tight little outfit with a top with a huge V showing off her impressively perky breasts.
We're snuggling and the movie goes on and we're laughing at all the funny parts. Suddenly it gets to that moment where we both make eye contact and neither of us wants to look away. It's time for me to make my move. I lean in and kiss her. She kisses me back and we start making out real slow and intimately. She then tries to climb on top of me but I'm a little hesitant because she's so small. She's barely able to straddle me. Suddenly though she grabs my hands and puts them on her ass. And all the worrying and hesitance goes away in a second. All I can feel is that tight sexy ass in my hands and her tongue rubbing mine. She's nervous though. She's only been with one other guy, and apparently he wasn't very good. So she was very inexperienced. I fixed that for her. When we finally got each other's clothes off I fucked her in 3 positions. She had only ever done missionary before. So I wanted to be nice and start it off slow. I put her on top and let her ride me. Her tight little pussy almost put me in a coma! Grabbing her hips and guiding how she rode me so she got a feel for how it was supposed to be done. Then I bent her over doggy style and she was nervous until she felt me slip inside her. Then she was grinding me like a mad woman. I was the first person to make her have an orgasm. And after that. She was over every other day.
I never thought I would ever be interested in such a short petite girl. I thought I would break them. Fucking so hard that I hurt them somehow. This girl could take me all day. And loved every minute of it.
She even came over while my roommate was asleep and we had sex while he was passed out. He never even woke up despite her crazy instinctual moans.
She turned me into a man that liked and could fuck short women. And I turned her into a full time freak.

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~ The Panty Raider

The Thirst Can Be Too Real

Both men and women have basic needs. If those needs are not met, our physical and mental being can suffer. Now I'm not talking about the thirst for water, or hydration. I'm talking about sex. The thirst to be with another person. The desire to fuck or get fucked.
When we get thirsty, it takes over the rest of our thought process. We stop and look at girls and guys as they walk past, imagining ourselves with them. We call this stage the Drought. When we can't help but want other people even though we know nothing about them. When we can't help but look at someone and the first thing that runs through our mind is them naked. Clawing our clothes off and begging to get busy.
This stage can be dangerous. Every day we get thirstier and the longer it goes on, the lower our standards go. Especially for us men. Sometimes we can get so thirsty we would fuck anything with a hole in it! Women tend to get thirst for a few specific people and will go to great lengths to acquire those people and fuck them silly. Men, I hope you can find a way onto one of these girl's lists. Women I hope you take advantage of a guy when he's thirsty. It's when he fucks the best. Now don't go do anything really stupid like try to starve a man out that you know wants you just to get railed really hard. Men will do pretty much whatever you tell them to once they're inside you. If you want it hard, tell him. The thirst drives men wild and will make them fuck your brains out to get that "water" and "hydration" back to calmer levels.
When we are thirsty and talk about potentially getting laid, we call this "the coming storm" the "potential for rain" satisfying our prolonged thirst would be like rain to a field of drying crops. It gives us life and meaning again.
Sex is never "everything" until the thirst sets in. Then nothing is the same until you get laid. Not the taste of your favorite food, or the thrill of your favorite activity.
You will go to any length to get laid and fuck people you hate or would never imagine yourself being with under normal circumstances to get it out of your system. To get that thirst quenched.
Sometimes we can be in long distance relationships. This is torture for us, since we are used to having our girlfriend or boyfriend around constantly for sexual activity. To keep the thirst at bay. Once they are gone and unavailable. The thirst inevitably begins to set in. We start unconsciously looking at other people, and thinking about them sexually. The thirst is the #1 destroyer of long distance relationships. In fact we become unavoidably paranoid that our partner is thinking the same thing but unable to control the thirst so they take it out on someone else.
You can only masturbate so many times! After awhile you have to do it twice a day to keep yourself sane. Then Three. Then that doesn't even satisfy you. That's when you know you're in trouble. You'll go to any length to get it in.

Like a famous immortal vampire once said: "Sooner or later, the Thirst always wins."

I hope you've enjoyed this brief talk about "The Thirst" and how dangerous it can be when we don't keep ourselves "well hydrated". If you found this post to your liking please +1 it and Follow me because I will be posting many more posts such as this. If you have any questions or comments please feel free to leave them down below and I'll get back to you.

What's the longest you've gone without sex? How did it feel once you finally got it in?

~ The Panty Raider