Author: DonJuanDeGW

No Sex in the Champagne Room (but everything else) [M/F]

I was out running some errands the other day when the thought popped in my head, “Some beer and boobs would be nice.” so I pulled into our friendly neighborhood strip club.

I’m not really a strip club kinda guy, but I’ve been there a few times before. Surprisingly good day shift, friendly girls, good drinks. Not a bad place to kill an hour in the middle of a hot day.

I grabbed a drink at the bar and began to watch the main stage. The girl dancing, Star, was cute and petite. Maybe 5’2″, with nice bouncy b-cups and a matching little bubble butt. She had that light brown kind of skin that could have placed her ethnicity all over the map. We made eye contact and smiled. (Side Note: Yes, I know it’s all lies, but it’s fun to play into the fantasy, okay?) I watched her dance a bit longer and then approached to show my appreciation.

She teased her way over to the edge of the stage, eyes locked on mine, swaying and shimmying, still fully clothed because it was her first dance. As she crouched down for her tip she asked. “Are you a boob man or an ass man?” Read more »

Double Headed Dildo Drama (Follow-up to the Alyssa story) [m/f]

So after that one night with Alyssa things pretty much went back to normal. Neither of us mentioned what happened, and if she seemed to ignore me a little more than before in social settings no one really noticed. I just figured that in the clear, sober light of day she realized what happened and thought it was a mistake. And while I felt a bit dejected, I couldn't really blame her. I guess when you've been facialized by a friend you've never really had feelings for, you can feel a bit awkward about social interactions with them.

But did she have feelings for me? Besides drunk and horny? Was there a reason she called me, or was I just available? Was it interest or luck?

I spent about a week with these thought churning through my head. It felt like high school awkwardness all over again. But after a little while, and no signs from Alyssa whatsoever, I was able to just chalk it up as a fun experience and a small boost to my ridiculously small self confidence.

Then a few months later, she called me again. Read more »

Near miss(ish) with my friend’s gf

I had a small, but tight, group of friends back in college. As you probably know, in situations like this, couples tend to get "recycled", and you can't really hold it against a buddy for getting together with your ex. That said, if a couple was still dating, no matter how rocky, you were expected to back off.

Alyssa pushed that one to the brink for me.

She was dating a good friend of mine, Chad. Alyssa and Chad (obviously not their real names) had been together for as long as I'd known them. Sure, they'd break up from time to time, or cheat on one another (usually instigated by Chad and then Alyssa for balance), but they'd been together almost three years.

On the night of this story, Chad was out of town to visit "friends", which inevitably meant he was getting drunk and picking up some floozie in a bar a few towns over. Alyssa knew this and was having her own private party in her dorm room with a cheap bottle of vodka. That's when I got her drunken call.

"DJ, you've got to come over! Right now!" she slurred into the phone. Read more »