OK so I need to get this off my chest, and it got deleted from trueoffmychest, so maybe I can post it here.
A guy I met in person about a month ago and had been talking to you a lot came out to visit me and I knew I was going to spend the night with him. That was the plan. I had sex with him three times last night. It was OK, he was affectionate, but he had those kind of tendencies that guys get from porn when they do things to your body that don't actually feel good, but look logistically cool to men in a porn video. And it was just annoying and I didn't wanna go through with it again. There was a lovely guy last month I didn't do that and I'd rather go out and visit him again. I'm so sick of the porn sick BS. Like how would guys like it if we did stuff like grabbed their balls and just jiggle them while looking at them, and when they said it didn't feel good, being like oh but I like the way it looks. UGH
So this morning of course you wanted to have sex with me again. I told him I was too sore, which was a lie. I just couldn't go through with it again and not act like I wasn't annoyed at the stupid porn sick bullshit.
So he said OK, but of course, "I just want to touch you.", And then his hand is on my boob, and then I tell him no, and then his hand is back, and then I tell him no, and then his erection is on my leg, every girl in the world knows how this goes. At some point I said in a very stern voice"No I'm serious. I don't want you to touch me."
I laid there trying to think about a way to explain it to him. It's like if a person asks you, "can I borrow $10?” and you say no, and two minutes later they ask "can I borrow $10?" And you say no, And one minute later they say "can I borrow $10?” And then it goes on 20 more times.
Like at what point does it just STOP?
It's like if you're at work and a coworker comes in and touches your bag. And you say "please don't touch my bag". And they touch it again. And you say "no, I'm serious. Please don't touch my bag." And they touch it again. It happens again 10 more times. After a while it starts to feel like disrespect. It starts to feel like bullying. I started to feel trapped. Like I couldn't get out of there.
Touching a woman's body is no different. It doesn't matter that I had sex with you three times last night. It matters that you're treating me with total disrespect right now. Men don't get this. They think it's cute and funny. They think they're gonna tell their boys"At least I went out swing in" or "it doesn't hurt to ask".
At some point I just told him I was getting dressed and I got up and I got fully dressed, shoes and all, ready to go out the door.
Then he wanted to take me to breakfast before me going home, but he wanted me to leave my things in the room so I could come pick them up after breakfast. HELL NO. That's just gonna lead to another flipping argumentative round over the fact that I don't wanna have sex with him again.
He did take me out to breakfast and we had a really nice conversation. Nonetheless, I am never ever going to see this guy again. I'm not gonna explain it to him. I do not care.
Thanks for listening. If you're a guy reading this, please spare me from hearing about the girl who absolutely loved it when you just kept trying after she told you no 10,000 times. I don't care. I will just block you.