My roommate and his GF were heading to the bar a couple Saturdays ago and they invited me along. I figured it would probably be hard to pick up a girl at the bar with all of them but my roommate’s GF’s friends are all hot so I figured at the very least I’d get to oogle some good-looking women for the night and have a few beers.
About 20 minutes in I started chatting up one of the friends (Carrie). She was short, like 5’2″ with heels, but full Ds and a cute face. She had on an open-backed dress and no bra (as confirmed by the dress and her constantly erect nipples). After a few beers i start working up the nerve to perhaps go hit on one of the women across the bar. I’ve always been terrible at picking up on vibes and who knows if these women are looking at me or staring at someone 20 feet behind me. Carrie asked why the hesitation, “Just go up and ask for her number, how hard is that?”
M:”You’re kidding right? It’s not that easy. You can’t just pick a girl and go ask for her number. That’s not how that works.”
C:”Confidence works. You could walk up to any girl you think is cute in this bar, ask for her number and you would get it”
M:”That’s not at all true.”
C:”It absolutely is.”
M:”Fine. Can I get your number?”
C:”What? Mine? Why?
M:”You say it’s so easy and that every girl is dying to give out their number. Prove it”
C:”I said to find a girl you think is cute and go ask her.”
M:”I think you’re cute. So how about that number?”
She grabs my phone and types it in. I smile and continue drinking. We keep chatting and the conversion devolves in to group discussion. Eventually we all decide to head home. My roommate and his GF head to his room and I retreat to mine. It’s about 2:30a now so I decide to give this number a go. I text Carrie, “Fun night. We should do this again.” I set my phone down trying not to be too anxious but not a minute later a reply comes back.:
HA BRO, YOU GOT FAKE NUMBERED!
Well that fucking sucks. I write it off as bullshit and go to sleep.
A week later the same group is going out so I tag along. I decided to not make a thing about and just enjoy a few beers. ~2 hours later something about phone numbers comes up and Carrie shoots me a snide look and says, “Get any numbers tonight?” I was pissed that she even said anything.
M:”Ya know that was a shitty thing to do last week. I’m standing here telling you how hard it is to get a girl’s number, to be shot down constantly, and you couldn’t even be bothered to give me your real number.”
C:”Yea I know, it’s my standard fake. It was just instinct to give it out. I didn’t want you to get all nuts about it or anything. Sorry”
M:”Well I appreciate the apology but you know you owe me for that?”
C:”Yea, i guess that’s fair”
Carrie takes my wrist and starts walking me to the back of the bar. My roommate gives me a thumbs up but I’m still super perplexed as to what’s going on. We make it to the back where there are a few individual bathrooms. Carrie opens one up and pulls me inside. Before I can even set my beer down on the sink she has my pants unbuttoned and is squatting in front of me. I mumble something about this being sudden and she doesn’t say a word. I’m instantly hard and she begins kissing my shaft. She extends her tongue and slowly licks up to the head. Her hands run down my chest and on to my hips. She squeezes my ass and takes me in her mouth. At first she didn’t do much, just gentle sucking and short back and forth but after a minute she shifted her body to a more comfortable position and that’s when she started with the long strokes. She was deep-throating my whole cock and not taking a break. It was only another minute before I was ready to go. I gently tapped her on the shoulders and she nodded all while slurping on my cock. I came in her mouth. I felt it get so warm and she didn’t stop. She did a few more sloooow strokes with her mouth getting every last drop of cum out of me. She looked up at me and took it all down in one gulp then took a swig of my beer and kiss me on the cheek. She then lightly tapped my ass, “Am I forgiven?”
M:”Oh yea. I’d say so.”
C:”Great!”
I zipped up and we both walked out the bathroom. Upon returning to the bar my roommate gave me a nod of approval and we continued drinking for a few more hours. I went home that night with a smile but oddly still not her number…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4gbg41/you_should_give_me_your_number_blowmf