Feminism vs. Sexism (Part 1)


I am a woman of legal age who heaves at the thought of being in a long-term relationship. I met this hot guy named Jason one night at a local bar, sexual tension ferried between us. Shouldered close on our bar stools, an exchange of tipsy banter overshadowed this underlying question neither one of us had prepared to ask.

Your place or mine?

Legs wrapped around his torso, he pumped inside my pussy, over and over. Sweat and moans on satin sheets that were not my own. I never saw Jason after that night, didn’t care to see him again. I chose to have casual sex for the enjoyment of pleasure and intimacy.

Am I a whore worthy of ‘slut shaming’? Does my sexual freedom constitute death threats? Do I deserve rape now?

If your answer is yes to one of the above keep reading…

I ‘m a man of legal age who heaves at the thought of being in a long-term relationship. I met this hot ass named Danielle one night at a local bar, sexual tension rocketed between us. Shouldered close on our bar stools, an exchange of tipsy banter overshadowed this underlying question neither one of us had prepared to ask.

Your place or mine?

Her wrists caged in my hands, I pumped inside her hot pussy, over and over. Sweat and moans all on my satin sheets. I never saw Danielle after that night, didn’t care to see her again. I chose to have casual sex for the enjoyment of pleasure and intimacy.

Does Jason deserves the same kind of judgment or a pat on the back?

To be continued…

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