Post by ceoarob on Jan 23, 2011 20:56:41 GMT -5
[Names changed for privacy’s sake. The girl’s name is not actually Linda, lol. Anything that is bolded is an important lesson to learn or just important to the plot development. This is just copied directly from my personal FR journal. I don't really share much about my life, but Two Step encouraged me to this time.]
Yes. I was about to say, "I didn't do too much today". But that would be an understatement.
This is going to be short. I'm rather tired and I'll need my sleep soon.
I was just lying in bed, about to wake up around 2 PM. I looked at my phone, I was about to send a text, and lo and behold Linda is calling me up. I'm not sure what this is about, but I pick up even though I'm lying in bed about to get up.
She says that she wants to hang out. I told her to get ready, but I didn't actually think she was up for hanging out. Lo and behold, she calls me back and she's telling me that she's 100% ready to go. I'm like, "Shit...I guess this is for real" in my mind.
So I do the famous 5 minute shower, get ready, and I leave to pick her up.
I get there. I call her to find out which apartment number. She says that she's going to meet me outside, my geniusness says, "Hey...can I get a glass of water? I'm really thirsty" Ding ding ding. I'm so sexy.
**This is just an excuse for me to actually get inside her place. The plan is just walk in, wallslam, makeout, fuck** If you just use ANY excuse like: “I need to use the bathroom” or “I need some water real quick”. Any reason is a good reason.
She says that it’s her mother’s place, so I didn’t know who was home.
I walk in, we hang out for a bit. I realize that no one is home, I'm like..."wtf, let's just hang out here". I kiss her, push her up against the wall, get on top of her, make her get on top of me, but I realize that this is not working out...she keeps saying that we have to leave and get out of here.
I get a VERY weird feeling because she's EXTREMELY insistent that we leave. Like, she doesn't even want to hook up, she just wants to go shopping and go to the bank.
I'm all up for that because I'm like, "We'll just hurry this up" and get on back and have some good sex.
I take her to the bank really quick so she can get some money, then she says she needs to go by Kohl’s really quick. We’ve got time, but it’s all good.
Then she asks me, “Can you take me to McDonalds? I need to give some money to a friend really quick” Something does not feel right…
I take her to McDonalds, she does what she needs to do. I get some fries (I haven’t eaten breakfast yet). Then, she gets a call. It’s her friend who she’s going to hang out with later. She’s talking and I’m not liking this conversation.
She then asks me, “Can you take me to my friend’s house?”
As these words come out, my facial expression is a mix between a wince of pain and a squint. Naturally, I ask, “How far does your friend live from here?”
“45 Minutes” she says.
**I realize, I just got used**
I'm not sure when, but I realize that I have either put myself in the: orbiter chode, boyfriend, or provider frame and I'm not too happy with this.
FUCKKKK. My state kinda drops and I'm like, "How can I get out of this...?" She's expecting me to do her shit for her, drive her places, and take her where she needs to go. "I'm not your boyfriend baby"
Anyways, we drive some more places and get back to her house. I'm thinking that sex will ensue, right?
WRONG.
She says that she has to get ready and that she's expecting me to take her to camp creek parkway (45 minutes away) in a little bit. In my mind, I'm like..."No...this is not what I signed up for". This is unacceptable, but I'm trying to figure out a win-win situation here.
I set a firm boundary and just say that I'm not going to take her to her friends house. I just make up some BS excuse about how I have a chorus concert that I have to go to soon. She starts calling up her other friends. She starts dialing on the phone all these people that she knows and she’s asking them if they can take her to her game.
Then she’s like, “wait 1 quick minute”. She leaves the bedroom.
She comes back with a notebook of handwritten phone number of guys (and a couple of girls) that she can call up to do certain favors for her.
I realize that she has a LONGGG list of people (30-40 peeps) she can call up and shit, this makes me go, "WTFFFF".
Anyways, she's on the phone, my state is SHOT. Like...SUPER SHIT because I'm like...WTF...
I was just trying to talk her off the phone, but I was just feeling like super shit. The most familiar feeling of this was whenever I used to hang out with girls that expected sex 3 or 6 months into the relationship after I had done dozens of favors for them. It was a VERY similar feeling to that. I haven't felt like this in 2 or 3 years.
It's just like I wanted NOTHING to do with this girl, at all.
Just when all hope seems lost, Divine Providence kicks in.
"Take On Me" starts playing on the radio and this just immediately gets me dancing. All of a sudden, I'm in a great mood. I'm starting to dance, I'm stripping a bit, and I'm taking her clothes off little by little. I'm back in action, I'm rubbing her all over and slowly undressing her.
SHE FEELS WHAT I FEEL.
All of a sudden, she starts coming alive. She’s getting into a little bit, her state stats to raise bit by bit. Fun timez are on the horizon.
Long story short, I don't get the lay - even though I was VERY set on doing this. Hell, I even took off all my clothes and just pretended like I was falling asleep. This got her worried and she started doing whatever she could to wake me back up.
I make it VERY clear that I wasn't going to take her anywhere unless she did something very good for me.
Eventually, I said, "fuck it". Pulled her right in front of me, whipped my cock out, pulled her down on her knees, and she went to town.
(sometimes you just gotta force girls to do this shit for you. They'll gladly oblige, but you have to LEAD)
*****LINDA SUCKS COCK LIKE A PRO*****
Thank god for her. I wish all the girls could be like her.
I wasn't sure whether or not I had cum, but it turns out that she uses ALOT of spit.
Even though I was still going for the lay, I decided to settle for the blowjob.
Jesus Christ, Linda can suck cock like a pro.
I finished. I hadn't busted for like three days. I had been drinking my water, so it poured out like some good Happy Yogurt Timez.
She didn't swallow, but a 3-roper gallon of my cum shot up like a foot in the air (I was laying on my back). She was amazed by this. She'll swallow next time...hell, I might not even tell her...just for the lulz.
We had fun, We talked some more, we compromised on a location (friends would meet up halfway out). Win-win. It was a good time.
On the ride to her friends, she says that she's never seen anything like that (the ultra cumshot). She says that she wants to experience some more.
I say, "We can arrange that..."
Yes. I was about to say, "I didn't do too much today". But that would be an understatement.
This is going to be short. I'm rather tired and I'll need my sleep soon.
I was just lying in bed, about to wake up around 2 PM. I looked at my phone, I was about to send a text, and lo and behold Linda is calling me up. I'm not sure what this is about, but I pick up even though I'm lying in bed about to get up.
She says that she wants to hang out. I told her to get ready, but I didn't actually think she was up for hanging out. Lo and behold, she calls me back and she's telling me that she's 100% ready to go. I'm like, "Shit...I guess this is for real" in my mind.
So I do the famous 5 minute shower, get ready, and I leave to pick her up.
I get there. I call her to find out which apartment number. She says that she's going to meet me outside, my geniusness says, "Hey...can I get a glass of water? I'm really thirsty" Ding ding ding. I'm so sexy.
**This is just an excuse for me to actually get inside her place. The plan is just walk in, wallslam, makeout, fuck** If you just use ANY excuse like: “I need to use the bathroom” or “I need some water real quick”. Any reason is a good reason.
She says that it’s her mother’s place, so I didn’t know who was home.
I walk in, we hang out for a bit. I realize that no one is home, I'm like..."wtf, let's just hang out here". I kiss her, push her up against the wall, get on top of her, make her get on top of me, but I realize that this is not working out...she keeps saying that we have to leave and get out of here.
I get a VERY weird feeling because she's EXTREMELY insistent that we leave. Like, she doesn't even want to hook up, she just wants to go shopping and go to the bank.
I'm all up for that because I'm like, "We'll just hurry this up" and get on back and have some good sex.
I take her to the bank really quick so she can get some money, then she says she needs to go by Kohl’s really quick. We’ve got time, but it’s all good.
Then she asks me, “Can you take me to McDonalds? I need to give some money to a friend really quick” Something does not feel right…
I take her to McDonalds, she does what she needs to do. I get some fries (I haven’t eaten breakfast yet). Then, she gets a call. It’s her friend who she’s going to hang out with later. She’s talking and I’m not liking this conversation.
She then asks me, “Can you take me to my friend’s house?”
As these words come out, my facial expression is a mix between a wince of pain and a squint. Naturally, I ask, “How far does your friend live from here?”
“45 Minutes” she says.
**I realize, I just got used**
I'm not sure when, but I realize that I have either put myself in the: orbiter chode, boyfriend, or provider frame and I'm not too happy with this.
FUCKKKK. My state kinda drops and I'm like, "How can I get out of this...?" She's expecting me to do her shit for her, drive her places, and take her where she needs to go. "I'm not your boyfriend baby"
Anyways, we drive some more places and get back to her house. I'm thinking that sex will ensue, right?
WRONG.
She says that she has to get ready and that she's expecting me to take her to camp creek parkway (45 minutes away) in a little bit. In my mind, I'm like..."No...this is not what I signed up for". This is unacceptable, but I'm trying to figure out a win-win situation here.
I set a firm boundary and just say that I'm not going to take her to her friends house. I just make up some BS excuse about how I have a chorus concert that I have to go to soon. She starts calling up her other friends. She starts dialing on the phone all these people that she knows and she’s asking them if they can take her to her game.
Then she’s like, “wait 1 quick minute”. She leaves the bedroom.
She comes back with a notebook of handwritten phone number of guys (and a couple of girls) that she can call up to do certain favors for her.
I realize that she has a LONGGG list of people (30-40 peeps) she can call up and shit, this makes me go, "WTFFFF".
Anyways, she's on the phone, my state is SHOT. Like...SUPER SHIT because I'm like...WTF...
I was just trying to talk her off the phone, but I was just feeling like super shit. The most familiar feeling of this was whenever I used to hang out with girls that expected sex 3 or 6 months into the relationship after I had done dozens of favors for them. It was a VERY similar feeling to that. I haven't felt like this in 2 or 3 years.
It's just like I wanted NOTHING to do with this girl, at all.
Just when all hope seems lost, Divine Providence kicks in.
"Take On Me" starts playing on the radio and this just immediately gets me dancing. All of a sudden, I'm in a great mood. I'm starting to dance, I'm stripping a bit, and I'm taking her clothes off little by little. I'm back in action, I'm rubbing her all over and slowly undressing her.
SHE FEELS WHAT I FEEL.
All of a sudden, she starts coming alive. She’s getting into a little bit, her state stats to raise bit by bit. Fun timez are on the horizon.
Long story short, I don't get the lay - even though I was VERY set on doing this. Hell, I even took off all my clothes and just pretended like I was falling asleep. This got her worried and she started doing whatever she could to wake me back up.
I make it VERY clear that I wasn't going to take her anywhere unless she did something very good for me.
Eventually, I said, "fuck it". Pulled her right in front of me, whipped my cock out, pulled her down on her knees, and she went to town.
(sometimes you just gotta force girls to do this shit for you. They'll gladly oblige, but you have to LEAD)
*****LINDA SUCKS COCK LIKE A PRO*****
Thank god for her. I wish all the girls could be like her.
I wasn't sure whether or not I had cum, but it turns out that she uses ALOT of spit.
Even though I was still going for the lay, I decided to settle for the blowjob.
Jesus Christ, Linda can suck cock like a pro.
I finished. I hadn't busted for like three days. I had been drinking my water, so it poured out like some good Happy Yogurt Timez.
She didn't swallow, but a 3-roper gallon of my cum shot up like a foot in the air (I was laying on my back). She was amazed by this. She'll swallow next time...hell, I might not even tell her...just for the lulz.
We had fun, We talked some more, we compromised on a location (friends would meet up halfway out). Win-win. It was a good time.
On the ride to her friends, she says that she's never seen anything like that (the ultra cumshot). She says that she wants to experience some more.
I say, "We can arrange that..."