Pit is Love, Pit is Life
I had always been in love with Pit for as long as I could remember. I had memorized all of his lines and collected all of his merchandise. I even prayed to Pit every night before I went to bed. Everyone I knew thought I was crazy, but I didn't care. They were just jealous about my love for Pit.
"Pit is love, Pit is life." I would say every night.
But one night I took my love for Pit a little too far. My mother called me a bitch and sent me to my room. I am lying on my bed, it is cold and dark. I feel so lonely, but my love for Pit was too strong to give up on.
But then I feel a warmth, and a bright light shines through my window. I look over at my window to see the source of the light. It is Pit. I was so happy, I could not contain my fangirl squeal. He enters my room and walks over to me, whispering in my ear in his ultra-sexy voice.
"Sorry I kept you waiting."
That statement was enough to make me shiver in an excited sort of way, and I could feel intense heat pool up in my neither regions. I take off my panties and turn around, waiting for Pit to come and please me for him. I then felt him grab onto my shoulders and I felt suddenly felt a stinging pain in my lower area, and I knew that my virginity was gone forever. Everything was a blur as I felt my body begin to jerk back and fourth along with his. It felt so rough, but I do it for Pit. He knew I would do anything for him. Pit pushes himself all the way inside me and groans a mighty groan as he fills me up with his love.
I moaned slightly as I fall onto my bed panting, the pleasurable feeling of my afterglow setting in. My mother then comes into my room.
"What the fuck is going on in here?!" My mother asked in complete horror.
Pit looks at her right in the eyes and tells me, "Don't listen to her. Rough and dirty sex gives you health." He then flew out my window.
Pit is love I say, Pit is life.