BETRAYAL

The first time we met, you looked into my eyes with a gaze that left deep sensations in my body. You showered me with compliments and words that just melted my heart. You told me that you loved me and you would do anything for me. I believed you and I fell for you hard. As days passed, I forgot my family and friends just to accommodate your every need. I even neglected myself just because I was madly in love with you.

A few months later, you asked me to prove that I really do love you by being intimate with you. At first I said “NO” because I had never let any man enjoy my sweet “cookie.” I confessed to you that I was really “green” in physical intimacy but you assured me you would teach me all I needed to know and that you would be by my side through it all. You promised that you would not leave me after you tasted my innocence. I blindly obliged against my better judgement. My love for you went deeper than the ocean floor and nobody could tell me otherwise.

I reluctantly let you inside me. At first I experienced some discomfort but eventually my body was bursting in ecstasy. I had never experienced anything like it. My thighs were trembling from the pleasure I felt. You stroked my hair, suckled my nipples, gently caressed my body as you assured me of your everlasting love for me. Your lips on my neck were just heaven and how can I forget your tongue on my beautiful forest? You send me in a frenzy of thrill I could not explain. Needless to say, the moment finally came and you shot your warm manly seeds inside my lady parts. This was the moment of truth. You pinned me down till you felt there weren’t any more shots left.

Like the stallion that you are, you were definitely not shooting blanks. Your seeds reached their destination and did as nature intended. I came to visit you and you happily let me in. I told you I needed to tell you something important and you happily said tell me whatever you want. “As long as I can give it to you, you can have it,” those were your exact words. I could barely let out the words but I finally managed to murmur “I am pregnant.” The color of your face changed so quickly and anger could be seen written all over it. You demanded to know who had impregnated me.