Was just daydreaming at work and remembered this hot story.

I dated a guy for a while when I was 18. He was super dominant, toxic, abusive, but also very sexy, desired, and successful. It was a nasty relationship and a terrible breakup when I left.

He started seeing a girl immediately after we broke up which crushed me a bit, but I kept my chin up, and in true toxic fashion tried to keep sleeping with him. I’d send him nudes, ask him to send me pics. Sometimes I’d ask him to video call me when he was with his new girl, and he would. He’d go into a bathroom and we’d masturbate with each other through video. It was definitely fucking with both of our heads.

His new gf was at his house constantly, but one evening she was away. He begged and begged to see me, and despite my reluctance I agreed to meet him at a public park near my house.

I put zero effort into my looks and showed up in a sweater and pajama pants. When he showed up we talked for a bit but I could tell he really just wanted to fuck me. He was getting close and touching me, and I’d pull away but say things to tease him.

After chatting with him for maybe an hour I told him I was going home. He started to get kind of irate and made it clear he expected us to have sex. I laughed at the situation, purposely trying to hurt him. Thats when things got feral.

As I walked away from him I “jokingly” (loosely used here) pulled down my pants and flashed him my bare ass, which ignited something in him. He ran at me like a football player and tackled me into the grass. He was swearing at me and saying things like “you want to fucking tease me” while he shoved his hand down my pants and started fingering me hard. It all happened so quickly and roughly. After maybe 40 seconds I couldn’t help it and felt my warm squirt soak the inside of my pajamas. He commented the whole time, calling me a whore and slut and making sure I knew I’d cum so fast.

Laying in the grass in the middle of a field at a public park, with cum soaked inside my pajamas, he pulled my pants down and started fucking me. I was whimpering “no” but he knew I wanted it fucking bad. He fucked me so roughly, clearly not about my pleasure and just using me to take anger or frustration out. He came after like two minutes, pinning me into the ground and filling me up.

We both got up after and I tried to be the toxic bitch, but he knew I loved it. I walked home with cum dripping from my pussy, my pajamas soaked from squirting in them, and dirt and grass stains all over my clothes.

We didn’t talk again after that and I still think it was one of the hottest times a man has taken what he wants from me.