I almost thought I was never going to get a new notch again. How have I been in this city for two months and no bitches to show for it?
Logistics are killing me. Cockblocks are killing me. Flakiness is at an all time high. It’s always something.
Another Saturday night… Another party. I almost didn’t go out.
But, I did. I went to the house party. Late.
My fiends joked around with me about how I’m always 3 hours late to parties.
But here I am, drinking, chilling with guys from class, girls from class.
It’s annoying, because the ratios are so bad in business school, that every even semi attractive girl has at least five different dudes thirsting over her at every party.
Anyway, theres a Kenyan girl I have class with… I knew she ride to the party with another guy, and he seemed to be all over her. But at the same time, she is always giving me IOIs it seems. I know I’m not delirious. One of those girls you just know you could fuck if logistics are there. I hang out with her at the party, but I also hang out with other girls too. Dance with other girls.
At some point the kenyan girl picks up a pickle. (dont ask me why there was a bowl of pickles next to the booze, I dont know…) She just it hold it and stares at it. Too easy…. “You turned on by that?”… She laughs… “oh, this is about your size?” She retorts. Before I could even answer, this black dude chimes in for me… “Naw, hes from ______. They’re not that small in ______.”
“Oh really?” She says…. And looks me up and down, “well you just moved up on my to-do list…”
Ok. Thats beyond an IOI. Thats blatant.
I act unfazed…. and go dance with another girl.
It’s not long until the Kenyan girl moves to the dance floor and tries to get between me and the other girl.
I bounce her outside to the porch. But wind up chatting with a hispanic girl. Me and the hispanic start smoking hookah with the group of people who have it on the porch.
Honestly, I’m drunk by this point. Apparently, my roommate leaves and tells me hes gonna go get the car, he’ll be right back…. I dont remember that though….
According to him, he came back 20 minutes later and the party was dead and everybody was gone. He called me… That I remember….
I was in the backroom fucking the Kenyan girl when he called. I answer and tell him, “I found a place to crash, bro. I’m good.”
I dont even remember how it happened. But I remember one of the guys who lived in the house showed me and the Kenyan girl to one of the bedrooms. It had two beds in the room. I think he thought we were both two drunk to go home and we were just gonna crash…. I dont know. But of course, we wound up fucking. Hell, he even stumbled back into the room when she was in the middle of going to town sucking me up. I’m not even sure he noticed. He was drunk off his ass too.
Honestly, I barely remember the sex. I was trashed. I remember the head more than the sex…. The sex is kind of a blur in my memory. I do remember feeling like I just want to hurry up and cum so I can go to sleep. I dont remember cumming tho…. Not sure if I did or not.
I woke up at 7:30 when she got a phone call. She was on the phone twirling my underwear in her hand acting like she wasn’t going to give them back to me. I grabbed them off of her and got up and got dressed. She did the same and we left and headed to our separate homes.
Now, I have to see both her and the dude that stumbled in the room while she was blowing me in class every day for the rest of the semester…. Hope this doesn’t get awkward. I’ve never fucked a girl I have class with before. Honestly, it’s about time…
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“Now, I have to see both her and the dude that stumbled in the room while she was blowing me in class every day for the rest of the semester…. Hope this doesn’t get awkward.”
Awkward? No reason for you to feel awkward around him. He’s probably jealous as hell that you got yourself in that situation.
Wow finally Willy lol.You’re doing better than I am.
I liked the way you went in for the kill on the Kenyan:eventhough you were drunk and probably didn’t remember most of how it went down.
As far as awkward in class:I would feel a bit awkward too so this’ nothing strange to feel this way.
glad you’re back wonka…your boy rookie gave up.
*Claps*
It’s only awkward if you make it awkward.
Sit back in class with your hands behind your head. Act like you’re king douchebag.
Afterall, you didn’t push for sex. SHE took advantage of your drunk ass.
“Before I could even answer, this black dude chimes in for me… “Naw, hes from ______. They’re not that small in ______.”
–> what the fuck does this mean???
What do you mean what does that mean?
We dont have small penises where I’m from….
Why is a black guy backing you up on how big your dick is? If he was a friend/wing, awesome. Doesn’t sound like you knew him though.
In casw she asks if you had sex that night, please say no or you don’t think so. Read vks post about rape… Just saying.
I read VK’s post…. but this girl isn’t American, and this isn’t the first time I could’ve fucked her. I’m good in this instance. Just saying.
Doesn’t matter, had sex.