6 girls in 7 days (all first dates/ all were slutty)
6 girls in 7 days (sex on the first date and more)
Captains log.. slut adventures 101.. I was 25 years old and capitalizing on a time when tinder use to be fun (before women decided it was only good for sporting their Instagram around) I was probably on the best streak of my life back then fucking a new girl at least every week if not two. Was it excessive? More than likely, but if you’ve had sex before, you know that nothing is more addictive than the first time you slide your throbbing hard cock into a brand new pussy (or someone is sliding into you). There’s an excitement to the very first time you fuck someone and an unknown that draws you in, if that excitement could be bottled up I’d be fucking broke. I was also using this time to sharpen my skills during sex, I was and have never been content with just blowing my load and that’s that, I loved the challenged of making a new pussy cum. Despite the fact that all these first dates were making me go broke (traditional Italian boy in me meant I always had to pay) I just loved the fucking challenge.
Now if you’re a woman who’s reading this you’re probably familiar this the infamous line used on pretty much ever first date…. “I don’t have sex on the first date.” Now I personally find this rather offensive because not only do I love to fuck on the first date, if you think for a second that fucking on the first date or not will stop someone from using your pussy and that’s it, you’re fucking kidding yourself. A real turn on is a woman who’s down to get fucked because she can admit she turned on at that particular time and fucking wants it’s.. but that’s a rant for a later date.
My week started like any other week to be honest, I hadn’t planned on it being special at all, however I did end up having a few dates booked up on this particular week. Each woman seemed intent on reminding me that sex on the first date was out of the question.. we all find out later how much of a laugh that is. Keep in mind this was 5 years ago now so I don’t remember every fucking detail for all you pervs out there :( and I apologize for that to be honest. What I will say is, just like in sports when you know something out of the ordinary is happening, you test your luck while you can.
Date 1… normal banter, “respectful woman” asking me a lot of questions I knew she wasn’t interested in. Truthfully you can find out if someone wants to fuck you 5 minutes into any conversation if you ask the right questions. Women also run off of something they like to call a “vibe”.. now pay close attention men because this is where women have us beat, they do in fact have a radar that picks up on exactly what we are throwing down. If they don’t feel safe and relaxed, you don’t get pussy. By this time I’ve learned how to send out the right “vibes” and disarm the frequency a little, playing into my favor the drinks we are throwing down. Needless to say it didn’t take long for a good smile, a couple jokes and a few compliments to get her to fuck my brains out in the parking lot.
Date 2… proper slut. Now like I mentioned before, I had no idea how this week was going to go so I had lined up myself an easy winner. She was the type of woman I loved, straight to the point and knew what she wanted. I used dinner as our foreplay since we both knew sex was on the menu. Took me about an hour before I was finger fucking her under the table with a full house surrounding us. Just to set her off I licked my fingers clean in front of the server while we ordered our food to go. We unfortunately didn’t make it to the parking lot, instead we settled for the bathroom in the Starbucks across the street. I had enough drinks in me to not give a fuck about her moaning while drenching my face as I ate her out from behind. A couple drinks is all it takes for me not to give a shit where we are, I ate her ass out like it was dessert until she begged me to fuck her.
Date 3… testing the waters. The streak is on and now I’m trying to test my luck. On top of my typical banter I started to systematically touch her arm and leg after a good joke or a subtle flirt. She started to warm up and I knew we were in for another interesting night. This one however caught me off guard, it seems the touching definitely did more than warm things up because next thing I knew she was jerking me off under the table. If we are being honest, guys you know that this is a terrible situation for most men to be in. No lube and straight handjob can be more like trying to sand furniture than pleaser (giving a handjob is a very very underrated skill ladies). Unlike most stories I read on here, I’m not gonna lie and say she was amazing.. probably the worst handjob of my life, but she had heart and I respected that. We didn’t fuck, mainly because it felt like my cock just survived the beaches of Normandy, but I was craving some pussy so I ate her out in the back seat of my car. Funny enough I had locked my doors, opened them while inside to get out and set off my own car alarm. We were greeted by cops we happens to be checking for anyone drinking and driving. They knew exactly what happened and gave me a good chuckle while she struggled to get her jeans back on and let us go our merry way lol.
Date 4 and 5 kinda just blended together. Nothing spectacular, nothing to cry home about, but both adamant they don’t fuck on the first date.. (eye roll).
Date 6 however I thought I’d end with a bang. By this point I threw subtle out the window and went for a whole new tactic. I gave her a whole speech on how I felt that the word “slut” doesn’t really exist in a guys definition because we really only call women sluts when they don’t sleep with us… I had convinced her that the label of being called a “slut” came from other women so we’re actually jealous that someone had to confidence to fuck without carrying what others thought. By this point it was hook, line and sinker and we were off to the races talking about or bucket lists and nasty shit we wanted to do. She was a good catholic girl apparently and she seemed to have some pretty interesting daddy issues. Her little confession was she wanted to be defiant to the proper upbringing she had. So my disgusting mind went to work and I simply nudged her into a hypothetical scenario that could work… long story short, we ended up back at her place because her parents were out, and I fucked her brains out on her parents bed while she called me daddy. I’ll admit, I wouldn’t consider that extreme by my standards, but she loved it so I was all in.
By Sunday I was spent. Totally exhausted and broke until my next pay cheque, I just took the day to reflect on a week I probably couldn’t duplicate even if I tired. I apologize for the long winded story but I didn’t know how else to spill the beans. It’s also too long for me to care about going back and spell checking and so on so you’ll have to deal with anything that doesn’t make sense. Moral of the story.. believe in yourself and your penis and who knows what you can accomplish… oh and fuck dry handjobs and Carol Baskin
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ga4dz6/mf_lots_of_f_6_girls_in_7_days_all_first_dates
Still don’t know what or who Carol Baskin is…