The Anonymous Sex-Confession Blog

Playground

We were at my friend’s party and we were both verging on drunk and so we went for a walk in an attempt to find a secluded place. We stumbled, literally, upon a playground and without any hesitation we found the nearest platform and got straight into it. Again, literally. He had previously pinned me up against a tree and braced my legs around his hips so he could enter me with some ease, now it was a matter of finishing what we started. He was rough with me, which was unlike him, however I wasn’t concerned with the consequences of tomorrow I simply wanted the both of us to be satisfied before our ride came to pick us up. He clambered on top of me and kissed me in a hasty manner before placing his hand at the crook of my legs and gently coaxing me to spread my legs and grant him entrance. He kissed my neck with a increase in pace and murmured for me to help him in. He’s rather well endowed and I was inexperienced at the time so I braced him as he slowly inched his way through. I felt myself stretch and he whimpered ever so slightly and buried his face into my collarbone, and what has become a routine ever since is that he slides in as far as he can possibly go until I make a sound that tells him he’s hit a place that nothing else can reach. Once confirming that the both of us were ready he began to find a rhythm in his pace, and continued until we both finished and he slumped with exhaustion on top of me.

We left immediately and stupidly left the condom there, I found out the next day it had been a primary school playground.