Prologue

MARA

They say that sex is supposedly the most memorable thing in your life. Some girls describe it as magical, something unrealistic and romantic. Sparks flying and you're seeing stars. Others say it was an awkward experience that will haunt them forever but with this huge standard for body expectations just laid all out there.

But as I look up at the blank ceiling, with this ignorant, idiot humping away, I feel nothing.

No spark.

No pleasure.

Nothing.

Just a dick that's not even being put to good use. I mean, looking at it at first I thought he would know how to at least use it. Come to find out he doesn't and he can't even move right.

Like a fish out of water with absolutely nothing but scales and horrible rhythm. When we started getting in "the mood" it wasn't that awkward. It was much worse. For a thick girl like me it's hard to get some love around here. So yes, I took the delicious looking bait. The only loving I would ever get is from my imaginary husband.

Yes, imaginary, non-existent. Faker than the plastic in my professor's boobs, husband.

He is my knight in gold armor, someone who loves every part of me. My marks, the thickness, right down to my F-cups. He had everything I wanted and more. Sure, he may have been fake but he can at least pull better moves than this vegetable.

I'm sure there's a guy or maybe my imaginary wife out there ready to love me rightfully.

And I have yet to find them.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good baby curl."

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Did he just call me baby curl?

Shit. Jennie wasn't lying when she said he can barely speak english. This is what I get for having a thing for accents.

"I'm g-gonna- explode!" His lips puckered into this weird shape and eyes started to twitch. He really looked like he was going to explode but not in a good way. He was humping like a maniac and took in these sharp breaths. I've heard of people having ugly cum faces but I've never seen it till now.

I refuse to let this fish out of water finish.

My eyes narrow towards him and I slap him right across the face. He stops completely and I push him off me causing him to fall to the floor. "Mara what the actual fuck!?" I quickly put my clothes back on and roll my eyes. "That was for not knowing how to use your dick right." I stand up and button up my jeans. Next was grabbing my jacket and getting the fuck out of this dirty room.

"What do you mean? You were enjoying it."

Bitch what—

I pause and slowly turn around. Tilting my head I walk over to his naked body and size him up. "Damon I'll admit that you're built like Hercules himself but you can't fuck like Christian Grey. Now if you actually think that I enjoyed you humping me, not even lasting for fifteen minutes, then you need to get some fucking glasses my dude."

His facial expression changes and I can see his aggression. "What the fuck did you just say to me?" He growls.

Honestly the only hot thing he's done so far.

"I said..." I challenge him and step closer. "You can't fuck for shit. Also, what the fuck is a baby curl?!" Damon tries to speak but then his lips tremble. What happens next only makes me question the people I go to college with.

Damon slowly falls to the floor and starts to cry. He cradles by his bed side and starts to suck his thumb. "Oh you've got to be kidding me." I laugh out and shake my head.

"Goodbye Damon." I grab my jacket—and his wallet—then walk out of the dorm room.

Sex just ain't the same.

***

HOSEOK

"Fuck Hoseok I'm going to cum!"

And I'm going to die if she keeps screaming.

Her voice is already high as it is and my ear drums are about to bleed. It's only been five minutes and she's already on the verge of cumming?

Shit. Jimin wasn't lying when he said she was a virgin. Glad I only decided to do oral. Taking this girl's virginity would mean marriage for her.

She pulls my hair harder than before and I watch as she shakes underneath me. I think I might go bald if I continue sleeping with this girl. It looks almost demonic when she moans out my name. She pants heavily and I push her leg off me.

"T-That was....."

Sickening.

"Amazing." She smiles. I wince and fix my hair. She sits up and now licking her lips. Before I grab my shirt she stops me and looks at me with her lustful eyes. "Where are you going? It's your turn." My eyes light up and I lick my lips. I don't even hesitate to pull my pants and boxers off. She may have an annoying voice but I got something to keep her quiet.

I sit on the edge of the bed as she climbs off. She's on all fours and she crawls over to me. "Get ready baby b—OUCH! I stepped on my own hand." She winces and pouts her lip. I sit there awkwardly with a limp dick now and watch as she blows on her finger.

"Ok, ok I got this." She smiles at me but I can see the tears in her eyes.

Well this could be a lot awkward but not awkward enough for me to imagine someone else here in front of me. Beautiful thighs, an adorable tummy, and chubby cheeks that glow when she smiles. Yep, my imaginary wife. The definition of perfection and beauty at its finest. The only woman that I would spend my money on and feed her till her heart's content.

Gosh, it was always a turn on for me just thinking about her. Well, it was easier to think of her rather than go out and find her myself.

I come back to my senses when I feel her hands wrap around my cock before she's pumping me slowly.

So far it's not a complete—I spoke too soon.

As soon as her mouth takes me in I already feel her teeth. It's an uncomfortable feeling and it's as if all the saliva that's in her mouth is gone. That's when I start to hear her sniffling. "Stacy stop." She keeps going and now it feels like sand paper. "Stacy I said stop!" I shout. She pulls away and I see the tears rolling down her cheeks.

Fuck.

"I-I'm sorry. I'm just nervous..." She sniffles.

I sigh and reach for my pants. "It's fine. I'm just gonna go." I put my shirt on and look for my shoes. This night really isn't how I planned it. "What! No! You were enjoying it so why leave."

Did she just—

I stop and look down at her; still on her knees. "Stacy I won't lie and say that you don't have the face of Aphrodite herself but you don't have the sex experience like any porn star I've seen. If you really think I was enjoying it you wouldn't be crying right now."

She suddenly bursts out into sobs and I groan. I quickly find my shoes and put them on. "Bye Stacy. Also I think you need to clean your room. Saw a rat under your bed." I wink at her and leave her dorm room.

What the fuck has my sex life come to?