My night just went from a casual attempt at getting laid to researching extradition laws of Hong Kong.
Way comes over. I met her outside of my gym earlier in the week – walked up to her and said, “Excuse me, but I just want to tell you that I think you’re cute as hell. My name’s xyz.” And she was into it.
First date. She’s sitting next to me in a dimly lit bar drinking a mohito while I sip my old fashioned. She reveals she has a boyfriend of 2 years. It’s her first and only. But it’s not going well because he’s not driven enough. Challenge accepted.
Second date. My place. We look at some Calvin and Hobbes before migrating over to my bed to watch Good Will Hunting since she’s never seen it before. I slowly escalate from laying next to her to sitting on top of her giving her a massage. My fingers find their way around her panties. Inside. She’s moaning, into it. Suddenly, “stop, I shouldn’t”. I stop and say, “Feels good though” with a smirk. She giggles. We cuddle and finish the movie.
Third date. My place. More comics and movies. Her boyfriend calls. I determine that this is the best time to make her horny since she can’t vocally feign resistance. Within a minute of conversation my fingers are in. She has one hand on my wrist, squeezing, and another holding the phone to her head talking to her boyfriend who is asking her what he can do to improve their relationship. She’s muttering half-hearted explanations to him.
“I don’t think we have the same goals”
This dude persists. I feel like she stayed on the phone with him way longer than she normally would have just so she could ride out this happy little cognitive dissonance.
I get off the couch and onto my knees. Pull her hips into mine while fingering her. She’s still on the phone.
“We’re headed in different directions”
Pull myself out of my pants. No resistance. She puts her head back.
“I don’t think you have a plan for your future… you aren’t moving forward…”
Just noises coming out of her mouth to placate her poor, poor man. Move her panties aside. Rub up and down. Body tenses up.
“Are you crying?”
I slip inside. She lets out a gasp. I stay still because I literally am about to come within a few seconds of entering her. Ridiculously wet, warm, tight, and the situation is just absurdly hot.
“I’m going to sleep. Let’s talk about this tomorrow”
Phone down. She looks at me.
“We shouldn’t”.
Why did she get off the phone, I’m thinking. I respond,
“We already did.”
I still haven’t begun thrusting.
She pulls me in deeper with her legs wrapped around, feet on my butt, to whisper something in my ear.
“We shouldn’t”
I’m about to burst. Embarrassingly fast. Let’s turn a premature ejaculation into nobility!
“Ok, let’s save it.”
I pull out and immediately begin cumming all over her and my half-on boxers and my couch and her thighs. I was so fucking horny for her so I must have shot a solid four pumps of load before I could even stand up. I was wobbly. She was surprised.
She’s (advanced) ESL and in the moment I was embarrassed with myself and had to come up with an explanation so I asked her,
“Do you know what precum is?”
I then spent the next ten minutes cleaning up and explaining to her what precum is, and how “every guy is different – some have lots, some have a little”. Since she’s only been with one guy, she actually bought it.
Then the serious shit begins.
I come back from the bathroom and she’s sitting on the couch looking depressed. She says she made a mistake, and that she’s a bad person. Despite my reassurances, her self-loathing continues and she asks to go home. She regrets it.
Panic sets in.
What if she – as a means of reconciling her relationship – tells her boyfriend that some shit happened? What if – and holy shit just typing this just makes me quiver – what if she cries wolf? This girl seems sane to me but she also seemed loyal to her boyfriend so what the fuck happens if her regret turns into revenge? I get her an uber, wish her a sweet night, and proceed to shit all over my pants.
I still have the tabs open from extradition policy research, legal advice, jobs in HK, etc. Freaking. The fuck. Out. Scrambling. Accepting that everything I’ve worked for is gone.
I get a text from her half an hour after the uber drops her off 5 minutes down the road:
“Hey, just got off the phone with my boyfriend. We have so many issues.”
I continue shitting all over all of my clothes. Was that last bit in reference to me?! I respond,
“You’ll figure it out. Let’s keep you distracted. How’s your schedule looking tomorrow and this weekend?”
Biting fingernails.
“Probably this weekend. Sorry for being quiet. It’s just difficult to move on fast.”
I go to the closest bar and get a whiskey on rocks.
Nuke: Dodged.
I’m never, ever, ever exposing myself to that kind of risk again. I’ve never went from one epiphany (make her horny while she’s on the phone with her boyfriend!) to the opposite epiphany (don’t EVER do that) so quickly.
Blog post: https://playboyphilosophy.wordpress.com/2015/09/30/dodging-bullets/
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3n05uu/met_a_girl_on_the_street_her_first_and_only
great story
Great story, write some more. Most importantly, keep.poking her while she’s on the phone….
Was it just me, or did the part where you stuck it in seem a little non-consensh?
This was one of the scariest experiences of my life because from an outsider’s perspective, it would seem that way, undoubtedly. But her body and the context said otherwise, so I went with it. Never again, not worth the stress. We’ve been chatting all day so I’m fine, but damn. Life could have been turned upside down for me.
haha, she might not like her boyfriend but you haven’t exactly given her the experience that is going to make her totally forget about him. Precum? really? But maybe this is for the best unless you are looking for some kind of relationship..hahaha
if you ve been playing with her and rubbing it against her and she didn’t stop you, well….. i would say you can take that as a green light. being on the phone or not. of course if she’s passed out thats diff.
Yeah, the precum thing got me. I mean, if you got a condom, use it. If your method is the pullout method and you are getting laid all the time, risky. Condoms do more than just not get someone pregnant. My personal favorite is they don’t know exactly when you came and slightly less sensitivity. Luckily, I can go more than once in 1 session, so when I have instances like yours, I just keep going.
Hey – fellow Hong Konger here. Never thought I’d see an HK story on this sub :)
I’m headed there late November to hit the streets full-time – let me know if you want to meet up :)
Wait, you convinced her when you shot all over her it was precome? No offense but either she’s a complete moron, she was lying when she said she believed you and you believed her which makes you a moron, or this is bullshit. Still, that’s a pretty hilarious picture your painting. Big ups.
eh it was dark and most of it hit the couch, but I fully accept that I’m clinically retarded and always have
Good example of shit guys worry about that she still feel guilty then claim it was a rape afterwards.