Or maybe you need to look something to look forward to, a mental break between exams some time next week? I know you've been studying so hard.

It's not easy, being a girl. Everyone expects so much of you these days. Such high expectations, not only from others, but the expectations you put on yourself. But you're grateful to live in a world where as a woman you can have so much opportunity. So many women fought for this, they fought to change a society that wanted to keep women trapped at home. You are intelligent, strong, fiercely determined, just as much as any man, so why should you be relegated to a life of housekeeping, child rearing, and looking after a husband? And look at you! You're on your way- You've already come so far! You're about to crush these exams at a well known STEM university. Well, at least, you hope you're about crush them.

You've put in the work. You've been studying your ass off. But are you ready? You have to keep yourself busy just to keep the anxiety at bay. It is so important that you do well on these exams. What are you missing, what have you forgot? Maybe you should read through all your notes one more time. Maybe you should call a few friends and put together a last minute study group. Maybe you should do this, maybe you should do that... You poor pretty little thing- your head always full of these thoughts bouncing around like ping pong balls in a lottery numbers machine. And then there is that one, pervasive ping pong ball that will occasionally make it's way up the tube. "I need a break from all this."
And you do.

"This" has been going on for as long as you can remember. In grade school, the grades were easy. But you were also expected to not just learn an instrument but perfect an instrument. You were expected to maintain a sport. There was always something to practice, always somewhere to be. And then into middle school and high school, it only increased in intensity. And now the academic material was challenging as well. Not to mention, you've been planning for college since you hit the 9th grade. And not only that, but now you're expected to navigate more social relationships as well, to make sure you fit in, to maintain a certain image. To stay out of trouble. Keep up with your grades. Keep up with your sports. Keep up with your clubs. Keep up with your friends. Keep up with your family. Keep up with your activities. Keep up with your college applications. Keep up with your graduation requirements. Keep up with your FUTURE...

And now you're here. It all paid off. But it didn't stop, did it? You've hardly had a chance to reinvent yourself because since you're very first day on campus it's been more of the same. Hasn't it?
Do you remember that one time, back in high school, sitting around the table at lunch with your little click of girlfriends? Remember how there was a rumor circulating about how Alicia M. got drunk off airplane bottles and blew two guys in a hotel room on that Ski Club trip to Vermont? You remember- because while all you're friends chattered about how scandalous it was, and about what a slut Alicia is if she really did that. And you nodded and agreed. But secretly, something stirred in you.

"Yeah really, what a slut!" you said.

But that's not really how you felt, is it? You were secretly jealous. Jealous of her freedom. That she could do such a thing. That she wasn't afraid of her future and instead she was living in the moment. Every time the rumor circulated more details would come out. And you listened intently, building a mental image of how it must have went down, because secretly you were wildly turned on. Do you remember, touching yourself, imagining that you were Alicia, being taken advantage of by two senior boys on that ski club trip to Vermont? Yeah, you do.

But how on earth could I know that?

Because girls like you are all the same. I don't mean that to be insulting, but this is a matter of psychology over everything else, and girls like you, are actually so easy to read. All of you high-performing perfectionist high-achieving high-expectation perfect and pretty little girls all crave and long for the same thing- A moment of peace. A break. A reprieve. You all secretly wish that someone could come along and lift all of this burden and responsibility off your shoulders. Tell me I'm wrong. You can't. I know that the first time you discovered the pleasure of touching yourself, you went wild. Like a feral animal, you stayed up all night exploring the feeling again and again and the next day you could think of nothing else at school aside from getting home later that day and touching yourself some more. You even faked being sick so that you could stay home and use your body for pleasure. That was your first taste of true freedom, because in those moments of treating yourself like an object, your mind was quiet for the first time. Nothing else mattered.

I know that when you discovered porn, at first you were shocked at the things these women do. As a slave to what is expected from you, you clicked away. You eventually settled in to watching beautiful women touch themselves, something more tame. Girl on girl... but you couldn't stop being curious, and it wasn't long at all until you laid in your bed, blanket over your head, your wide eyes illuminated by the glow of your iPad as you finally let yourself go down the rabbit hole of more hardcore porn. Women being used for pleasure. Their whole bodies. The way they eagerly choked on cock, the way they begged to feel it inside of them, the spit, the drool, the cum. Remember when you first found those facial abuse videos? That feeling of being shocked, slightly disgusted, but also incredibly turned on- your pussy soaked as you just kept watching? You've craved domination ever since. Something you could never share with another soul.

I've already made this longer than I intended to, but the point is- I know you. I see you. You don't need to hide yourself from me. With me, you can let it out. I'll help you. I'll guide you. I'm discreet, and I have existing attachments, I won't catch feelings. I don't go to your school, I don't know your friends. I'm twice your age. Your secret will always be safe with me.

I know how hard you've been working, and I know how deeply curious you've been. It's time for you to satiate yourself. So during this stressful time, carve out some time for me. I'll take your thoughts way. I'll take you're worries away. I will break you down into nothing more than an object of my pleasure. You'll make no decisions, no strategies. You will not have to think. You're going to feel like one of those girls in all those filthy, degrading videos you've spent so much time secretly watching. Trust me- I'm really good at this.

I'm 41, very attractive, very kinky, and very dominant. I'm 6' tall and in good shape and I prefer girls that are shorter, more petite. I've got a great cock and I know how to use it. I'm a blue collar guy and my aesthetic matches. Work boots, flannel shirts, long hair, a beard. Big, rough hands. I'm like a sexy lumberjack. If you like a guy who is clean cut and puts as much effort into grooming, skin care, and nail care as a woman, I'm not your type. But live a little. Who's going to know?

More than happy to share pictures but I've been around here a long time, so be prepared to do some sort of verification. You won't get much out of me until I can trust you at least as far as your identity and your intention. I'm clean, recently tested, and 100% STI free. I do not, and will not, use condoms I'm mainly interested in what kind of fun I can have with your mouth and throat. It's an obsession for me, to push a woman to her limit by feeding my cock down her throat, but I will maybe want to fuck you if I find you attractive enough, and if you can show me that you're DDF. I can promise you though, and this is from experience- Nothing clears your busy little brain better than choking on a cock. You'll open your mouth, and my cock will empty your head.

I am very experienced and open minded, I will easily work within any limits or boundaries you might have and we will absolutely discuss those details up front and be on the same page about what is acceptable. If you are looking to push past your limits, or abandon them all together, I can also work with that. I can work VERY well with that.

I'm very verbal, very vocal. You'll be told what to do, how it feels, what I think of you, how you look, what you can do better and everything else as I guide you through this experience. I can promise you- my dirty talk game is top notch and every girl who has had the privilege melts over my words and my moans, groans, growls and whispers. I am a pro and your pretty little pussy will be a puddle.

Because I know you, without knowing you, I know that you were absolutely consumed by the first part of this post, and now you're skimming the end of it. I know that you've already gone back and read the first part again and again. I know. This post was written for you. But don't miss this last detail:

When you message me, you will send me your age, sex, and location of course. This is the internet, after all, and that's always been the best way to introduce yourself when dropping in to someone's chat. You'll send me a picture if you're comfortable, if not- a physical description will be enough to start with. Height, weight, hair length, color, eye color, body type.

We'll take it from there. It's time for you to finally open yourself up to all of these secret desires and curiosities you've carried with you all this time. You deserve a break. A mental vacation. I will give you that experience, and you'll be amazed at how balanced and satisfied you finally feel.