I've been hooking up with this guy for a while. He's pretty cool and good at fucking. And I like to let him try out different experiments on me to, as he puts it, “keep his game sharp.” Neither of us see this turning into anything long term, which kind of relieves a lot of the pressure I normally feel in relationships to be “normal,” and so I find myself doing a lot of kinky things with him. After all, why not? It's not like I'd be afraid he'd break up with me. Anyway, one night while we were fucking he stuck a paper bag over my head and began saying the meanest dirty talk ever, telling me what a worthless slut I was and I had looked better when my face was covered. I'm confident about my looks so it didn't make me insecure, but the pure dominance turned me on uncontrollably and it was honestly one of the best fucks of my life.