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Sexy Short Story: Unhealthy Trust
The following is a sexy short story inspired by some stories about why people hook up with ex-lovers. Enjoy!
Maxine “Maxie” Morello was not in a healthy place. She should’ve been used to that by now. She hadn’t been in a healthy state of mind for much of her life. That was somewhat unavoidable for someone whose parents went bankrupt, got divorced, and struggled constantly. By the time she was a teenager, she’d lost track of how many times she’d moved.
As a young adult, Maxie understood that was not an excuse. But that didn’t stop her from slipping back into unhealthy situations. It seemed no matter how many times she tried to get her life together, her self-destructive tendencies found a way to influence her.
That was the only logical explanation she had for her current predictable. Why else would she be leading Jarrod Bowman into her bedroom at two in the morning on a Thursday night?
“Mmm…I missed how great your lips tasted,” he told her with determined lust in his eyes.
“Even when I’ve been drinking?” Maxine quipped.
“Especially when you’ve been drinking!”
He doubled down on that sentiment by aggressively squeezing her butt, biting her lower lip, and practically pushing her towards her unmade bed. Maxine responded with a lustful gaze of her own, responding favorably to his actions in a way that set a distinct mood.
It was not healthy.
It was not wise.
But this was happening.
Maxine was going to hook up with her ex-boyfriend – the same ex-boyfriend she’d broken up with twice before and for good reason. They were not right for each other. They fought constantly and tended to feed their worst tendencies. But that didn’t matter in the heat of the moment. Because there was one critical element that kept her and Jarrod coming back to one another.
“I trust you remember how I like it, Jar,” Maxine told him.
“I haven’t forgotten, Maxi. How the hell could I possibly forget?” Jarrod said before pushing her onto the bed, slipping off his belt, and kicking his shoes.
The seriousness in his gaze triggered something in Maxine – something she knew could only lead to more unhealthy thoughts and actions. But it was too late. The switch inside her had flipped. She’d been lonely, horny, and anxious all week. Unhealthy or not, she needed this. It defied logic, emotions, and everything in between. But she needed it.
As Jarrod crawled onto the bed with her, Maxine slipped out of the jacket she’d been wearing when she’d met up with him at a diner two blocks from her apartment. She then slid her shirt off while he aggressively reached for her pants, undid them with ease, and pulled them off – leaving her in the overpriced bra and panties she’d worn on purpose.
That lecherous glint in his eyes confirmed he liked what he saw. He remembered how much it turned him on when they were still together. He was so taken that he barely noticed her grabbing the collar of his shirt, which Maxine could tell he hadn’t washed in days, and pulled it off over his head. That further fueled his aggression. And with heightened urgency, he took off his pants and underwear – the intensifying mood having left him very much aroused.
“I missed your dick,” Maxine said in the heat of the moment.
“Is that all you missed?” Jarrod said with a lurid sneer.
“Pretty much,” she teased.
He laughed, but did not seem overly amused. That just encouraged more aggressive foreplay – the kind that did plenty to stoke Maxine’s unhealthy desires.
He kept kissing and nibbling around her lips and neck – using his body weight to keep her pinned, as well his powerful hands to explore her body. At some point during these heated gestures, he tore off her bra and panties. Maxine heard the clasp on her bra break and the fabric of her panties tear. For some reason, these tangible manifestations of Jarrod’s aggression turned her on even more.
He had never been an overly careful and considerate kind of lover.
He also wasn’t afraid to get rough. That might have gotten him in trouble with other women who had healthier ideas of relationships. But for Maxine, it was a big part of what kept bringing them back together – even when they should’ve stayed away.
For now, she silenced that part of her brain – ignoring every warning and urging to not do this with someone who was not good for her. Instead, she listened to the part that reminded her Jarrod was one of the few men she still trusted with her body and sex.
They kept touching, groping, and kissing – helping their bodies get reacquainted with one another. His penis was already fully erect and ready for her. She had been wet between her thighs since before their clothes came off. Any semblance of patience and restraint quickly faded.
“Fuck me!” Maxine told him in a blunt, serious tone.
Jarrod answered with a simple grin and a grunt, never one to say much when it came to sex. That was something else Maxine appreciated more than most. He didn’t overthink a situation. He just went for it.
He was every bit as direct and crude as ever as he grasped her thighs, pushed her legs apart, and positioned himself on top of her. His pelvis now aligned with hers, Jarrod thrust his hips forward and entered her – driving hardened, masculine flesh into the moist depths of her vagina. Maxine let out a sharp gasp as the familiar sensations of sex washed over her, gripping the sheets under her and holding on tightly. Because she knew what she was in for.
“Oh yeah! So hot and tight…I missed this too!” Jarrod said.
Once he had his first taste of her sex, he proceeded to indulge recklessly – unleashing every ounce of lust, desire, and energy upon her. He made full use of his leverage over her, going at it hard and fast – the hot, fleshly sound of his flesh smacking against hers filling the room. The bed under them rocked hard. The dirty sheets wrinkled and furrowed to every movement. It was so hot and raw – visceral and crude. The circumstances might have been so wrong, but the sensations felt so right.
“Yes! That’s it! Ohhh yes!” Maxine panted.
Such hot, intense sensations inspired equally heated gestures. Maxine showed some aggression of her own, hooking her legs around his waist and driving her feet into his lower back – encouraging him to thrust harder and faster. He returned the favor by hungrily grasping her breasts, nibbling around her neck, and growling like an animal whenever he drove extra deep into her depths.
It wasn’t always comfortable. It didn’t offer much in terms of affection, either. But as crude or callous as it might have been, it had the desired result. Maxine climaxed hard under the weight of her ex-lover’s lust.
“Oohhh fuck, yeah!” she exclaimed when the feeling hit.
“Damn! You needed this more than me,” Jarrod commented, still balls-deep inside her.
“Shut up…and keep fucking me!”
That was not a smart thing to say for a man who had a bad habit of being rough with his lovers. But Maxine said it with the implicit trust that Jarrod knew her limits, as well as his own. He knew what she could take and what he could deliver. That trust was key to what made their sex so uniquely satisfying.
That first orgasm triggered a succession rough, raucous sex acts coupled with rough, aggressive gestures. Jarrod kept hammering away, groping and fondling her naked body – frequently dominating her with his strength and body weight. At one point, he even pinned her wrists by her head – rendering her completely vulnerable as he humped harder and faster, eventually culminating with a climax of his own. But even as she felt his thick cum fill her vagina, Maxine knew this was just the beginning.
“Come here, Maxi!” he said hungrily, just as he finished coming.
The next thing she knew, he was propped on his knees, holding her firmly by her hair, and shoving her head directly towards his crotch where his semi-hard penis awaited. Maxine offered no reluctance or resistance. Now drunk on the pleasure of their sex, she gave him a messy, but effective blowjob – demonstrating that her oral sex skills hadn’t waned since their last breakup.
As she slid her lips and tongue along the length of his penis, he soon became erect once more. Maxine then soon found herself bent over and pinned against the wall over the headboard of her bed – her butt presented to her aggressive lover. He pounced on her like an animal in heat, grasping her hips and re-entering her sex.
Again, their naked bodies rocked in a hard, ravenous rhythm.
Again, the exchanged aggressive, crude gestures of lust.
Jarrod cupped her breasts, bit her shoulder, and slapped her butt with more force than most men would dare. Maxine winced, but encouraged him with moans and profanity.
“Harder, you horny bastard! Harder!” she shouted.
Jarrod heeded her every word, vulgar as it might have been. He didn’t even let up when he left marks or welts on her naked skin. They were sure to sting in the morning. But that didn’t matter in the heat of the moment. Maxine ended up climaxing again, letting out that distinct moan he knew so well. It was both a benefit and a byproduct of the trust she’d placed in him. That made it seem even less healthy, but she was beyond caring at this point.
More ravenous sex followed. And Maxine made sure to reward Jarrod’s trust with some aggression of her own. After so much fervent humping, she let him catch his breath by getting on top and riding him cowgirl style. That didn’t just bring him to another climax. It allowed him to firmly squeeze her bouncing breasts and pinch her nipples – something he always appreciated.
Once he delivered another seminal load into her womb, they gave each other another round of oral sex – getting into a 69 position with her on top. It took a bit longer to get him hard again. But as soon as he was ready, they went right back at it – getting in the center of the bed and entwining their bodies once more.
They really pushed themselves, physically and sexually. Jarrod worked up a healthy sweat. And Maxine’s hair became messy and disheveled. A more balanced couple would’ve stopped or slowed down, but neither she nor Jarrod were inclined to throw in the towel – not until every last ounce of unhealthy lust had been exhausted.
Maxine didn’t bother keeping track how many times they did it or how long they went at it. By the time her body finally gave out, she was a sweaty, panting mess – lying on her side next to Jarrod, watching him splayed out on the center of the bed with his eyes close while catching his breath. The whole room smelled like sex – the air thick with that lurid humidity they knew so well. Even in a state of afterglow, he annoyed her by taking up so much of her bed. But she didn’t have the energy to berate him over it.
“That was…intense,” Maxine said, now dazed and drained.
“Yeah…intense,” said Jarrod, still panting heavily.
“It was also wrong. You know that, right?”
“Is it really?”
“It is! You and me…we’re not good for each other. Our entire relationship…the fighting, the breakups, and the sex…it’s not healthy.”
Jarrod was silent for a moment. He was rarely that talkative after sex. But he still cast her an understanding glance, not at all dissuaded by her disheveled state.
“You might be right. Hell, you probably are,” he conceded. “But like it or not, I know you…and you know me. I can trust you with things that I can’t trust with anyone else. And you can trust me too.”
“That’s still not healthy,” she retorted.
“I never said it was. But whenever we need something like this…unhealthy or not…it’s nice having someone like that in our messed-up lives. And the fact it makes for great sex…well, that’s just a nice bonus.”
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What DARE Taught Me (And What It Failed To Teach Me) About Drugs
This is a video from my YouTube channel, Jack’s World.
In this video, I recount and discuss my experience with the Drug Resistance Awareness Program (DARE) when I was a kid. For many people my age, DARE was a big part of their youth. It was in schools, on TV, and part of many major social programs. It had a simple message.
Don’t do drugs. Just say no.
But in the grand scheme of things, was it all that effective? Did it really teach me or anyone else my age not to do drugs? The answers here are mixed. And I offer my perspective on the whole experience, as well as what it means for current issues involving drug abuse. Enjoy!
Filed under Jack's World, politics, psychology, YouTube
Putting The Excitement (And Controversies) Over “Grand Theft Auto VI” Into Perspective
It’s relatively common these days for someone to claim certain news or announcements will “break the internet.” The fact you’re reading this and the internet is still intact demonstrates how much that sentiment has become cliché. And given how many dumb things end up trending for dumber reasons, it’s perfectly reasonable to roll your eyes at the very concept.
But with the recent release of the trailer for Grand Theft Auto VI, I think an exception is warranted.
This event might not have “broken” the internet, but it has perfectly demonstrated how the internet can reflect the hype and excitement for something. Whether it’s a game, a movie, a TV show, or a big moment in sports, there’s something powerful about how it reveals the interest and popularity of something. It’s just as powerful at highlighting the controversies surrounding it, even when those controversies are dumb.
In case you missed it or just want to watch it again for the hundredth time, here’s the trailer to Grand Theft Auto VI.
Unless you’re familiar with video games and the gaming industry, as a whole, you probably can’t appreciate just what a big deal this trailer is. Even if you’ve never played a video game in your life, you’ve probably heard about the Grand Theft Auto games, but not for the reasons you’ve also probably heard of Mario.
Grand Theft Auto is one of those gaming franchises that has always been in the news for the right and wrong reasons. This is the franchise that helped popularize the concept of open world games. You’re not restricted to just going from one point to another, completing objectives in a mostly linear manner. You’re free to explore an entire virtual world. And the Grand Theft Auto games are among the best at creating those worlds while also putting a unique twist on them.
But it’s that freedom to explore unique worlds that has also led to the many controversies surrounding this franchise, going all the way back to the early 1990s. As the title suggests, one of the major activities in these games often involve committing crimes and following stories that involve any number of criminal activities. From robbing banks to doing heists to assassination plots, there’s all sorts of devious activities to be had in these games.
Naturally, that has always drawn the ire of the anti-fun puritanical whiners from all ends of the political spectrum. Grant Theft Auto was among the franchises singled out by some of the industry’s most vocal critics. And it’s still often cited as the embodiment of the worst elements of modern video games, from how it glorifies violence to how it presents female characters to how it satirizes American politics.
But despite all these controversies and crusades, there’s no denying one critical detail. This franchise is insanely popular. It is one of these most successful franchises in the history of gaming. And its developer, Rockstar Games, is one of these most successful and respected video game publishers in the world. They may not be iconic in the same way as Nintendo, but make no mistake. This series and this company are among the greatest success stories in the history of video games and media, in general.
To understand the breadth of that success, you need to look beyond the simple sales figures of those games. Granted, Grand Theft Auto games tend to be among the highest-selling video games of all time. Both Grand Theft Auto: Vice City and Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas sold over 20 million copies in the early 2000s. And they put up those numbers, despite some controversies that threatened to pull them from store shelves.
But even these sales figures pale in comparison to the success of Grand Theft Auto V, the current gold standard of the series. This game, which was originally released in 2013, has sold 190 million copies worldwide across multiple platforms. For any game or any media product of any kind, that is not a trivial figure.
But it’s the revenue generated by Grand Theft Auto V that’s truly worth noting. As of December 2023, this game has generated approximately $8.3 billion in revenue. This includes both sales of the game and the money generated by its online features. That’s not just a lot of money by most measures. That kind of revenue makes this one Grand Theft Auto game one of the most successful media products of all time.
It made more money than every Avatar movie.
It made more money than nearly every TV show or series.
It made more money than any musician, band, or artist.
Unless the franchise involves Star Wars or Marvel, this one game probably out-grossed it all. Even with it being the biggest target among anti-gaming critics, it has become one of the biggest success stories in the history of modern media.
And now, Rockstar is preparing to give us a sequel. It’s been in the work for many years, even while Grand Theft Auto V was still generating plenty of revenue. It’s also expected to be one of the most expensive games to develop of all time, with costs expected to range between $1 billion and $2 billion. But to anyone who has watched the trailer and knows Rockstar’s track record, it’s clear they’re putting that money to good use.
I don’t claim to know how much money this game will make. But it’s worth noting that, when the trailer released, it generated over 100 million views within the first 36 hours. To put that into perspective, that’s more than the trailer for Grand Theft Auto V has generated over 12 years. These are figures that rival that of the Avengers: Infinity War trailer or a Taylor Swift music video.
With all these numbers and perspectives in mind, what does this ultimately mean for this game and the millions of gamers looking forward to playing it? Nobody can say for certain. While Grand Theft Auto might not be my favorite gaming franchise, I have played these games. I understand why they’re so popular and why they’re so controversial.
The popularity of these games may not be as obvious as packed concerts or crowded movie theaters. But the reaction to this trailer, both in terms of raw figures and the discourse surrounding it, should offer some insights into just how popular this series is. And if it’s even as remotely successful as its predecessor, it’s certain to generate more reactions and controversies for the right and wrong reasons.
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Deadpool #7: A Delightfully Degenerate Christmas Comic
This is a video from my YouTube channel, Jack’s World.
This video highlights and celebrates one of my favorite Christmas themed comics, Deadpool #7. Like movies and TV shows, comics occasionally do Christmas specials. Most are all in good fun. They offer plenty of quality holiday feels. But a few do stand out.
And few characters stand out as much or as violently as Deadpool.
Deadpool #7 is just one issue from his 2018 ongoing series. But this one issue offered a simple, concise, and gloriously bloody Christmas story that’s sure to get anyone in the holiday spirit. Enjoy!
Filed under Deadpool, Jack's World, Marvel, YouTube
A Brief Note On (The Stupidity Of) Book Bans
We live in strange, tense, and frustrating times. I know you could say that about any point in any era. But it feels like we’ve been saying that a lot late. I know I have. Just look at some of the posts I’ve made on or near Election Day in the United States. But as someone who lives less than two hours from Washington DC, I tend to feel the politics of these times more than most. And I’ve been around long enough to see some strange and troubling trends.
Then, there are certain acts or phenomena that are just plain stupid on a level that defies parody.
I generally try to empathize and understand where other people are coming from, especially if they have a different background or ideology from my own. There are just some instances where that’s not possible. The breadth of the stupidity is just too great.
That’s exactly how I feel about book bans. For reasons that are too fucking idiotic for me to paraphrase, there are real people living in real places in the United States of America who are advocating for book bans. Some are going so far as to burn them.
Again, this is not 1933. This is happening in 2023. That point is worth belaboring.
Now, I don’t want to name names or organizations. But you don’t have to look far to see who are advocating for book bans. You also don’t have to dig too deep to uncover what sort of ideology they ascribe to.
Here’s a hint. It’s the same ideology the requires stormtroopers, secret police, and prison camps.
But all you really need to know is that these efforts are usually the ones the villains in every TV show, book, or movie get behind. They see people reading books with ideas they don’t like. They worry that those same people, which include children and young adults needed for factories and war zones, embracing or identifying with those ideas.
But rather than confront those ideas, the book banning advocates would just prefer that people never know about those ideas in the first place. The evil, sadistic logic is that if people never read about it, then they can never think about it. And if they can never think about it, then they’re easier to control and guide.
That may not be the reason book banning advocates say out loud, but that is the effect. They’ll usually frame it as “protecting children” or “combating obscenity.” But don’t fall for that. At the end of the day, those who seek to ban books just want to eliminate ideas and stories they don’t like from the public consciousness.
That’s not conducive to protecting children and fostering a healthy society.
That’s a tactic for fascists, authoritarians, dictators, and general assholes.
Now, those tactics were certainly damaging in the past. Until very recently, books were the primary source of important information. If people didn’t have access to books, then they didn’t have access to knowledge, stories, and new ideas. Finding or preserving banned books used to take a concerted effort and many brave individuals put their lives at risk to further those efforts.
However, what makes modern book bans especially stupid is the simple fact that the internet exists. Libraries and book stores are no longer the lone repositories of knowledge and stories. Anyone with a smartphone can access more knowledge in five seconds than an entire university of academics could 50 years ago.
At this point, trying to ban books is akin to trying to censor telegrams. All they achieve now is raising the profile of these books they’re trying to ban. Hell, the book banning advocates might as well identify as free advertising because sales of banned books tend to spike whenever they bitch and moan about certain titles.
So, in addition to being a dick move, as well as tactics used primarily by fascists, it’s completely counterproductive. It wastes time, money, energy, and has the opposite effect of what’s intended. With that in mind, I have just one last message to those who still think banning books is a worthwhile endeavor.
Read a fucking book! Preferably a history book!
Filed under Current Events, politics, technology, Uncategorized
Lessons From Daria: Lucky Strike, Modern Education, And Quinn’s Evolution
This is a video from my YouTube channel, Jack’s World.
In this video, I revisit the misanthropic world of Daria Morgendorffer to highlight one of my favorite episodes of the entire series, Lucky Strike. This episode wasn’t just a high point for the series. It marked a major turning point for Daria’s sister, Quinn. It even found time to cast new light on modern education, everything that’s wrong with it, and how Daria found a way to make it not suck.
Yes, this episode did a lot. It’s a big reason why it’s one of my favorite. And for those who endured high school like Daria, this episode will definitely resonate. Enjoy! Enjoy!
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