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~~Flash Back To A Few Years Ago~~


So my neighbor's deeply religious cousin, an 18 yr old virgin, starts school that semester. Her first weekend she comes over to my party pad aka my lair of sin, brings her freshmen friends and drinks with us.

All it took was me offering her some strawberry wine and lighting her cig with my zippo (always on me) and her eyes were glassy.

So we go downstairs to my neighbor's empty place to talk in the living room. Only the streetlights illuminate the couches covered in dog hair and taco bell stains.

I don't want to flip on the 1000W halogen so I strike my zippo and set it on the table to establish the romantic ambience.

Sugar coated words are exchanged, tongues that taste like the liquid wrung out from a bartender's towel engage in battle.

As if I willed it, my zippo starts to flutter and dance. Each time the flame jumps back to life it provides less light.

Every so subtly the flame wanes to nothing. She attacks me like a sex starved animal and pulls me on top of her while I undo my belt and zipper. I hear "fuck me" several times whispered in her hot breath on my neck in between kisses and licks.

The "magic" lasted just a few mins before we heard friends walking down the creaky wooden stairs from my apartment down to our place of physical oneness.

Like a gentlemen I ask her to join me back in my room for another cocktail (her tail...my cock). She obliges. I can tell that she senses that I am a deeply romantic individual.

Like a keg party David Blaine, I summon the magic once again. This time in my favorite of all positions....doggy. I'll never forget the look in her eyes as she turned back towards me, while I was lost in my work, and asks: "have you ever tried anal?"

My intuitions told me that to speak at this moment would be unwise. I grasped her ponytail, gave it a playful tug to make her round ass arch up towards me and gently plunged myself into her dirt pipe.

My two friends, The Trojan Man, and Boon's Wine, kept my soldier safe and let her feel nothing but pleasure that night.

I later learned from my neighbor, and the 1st condom , that she was a virgin. A life of religious repression was thrown off during her first college party at my apt. She drank copious amounts of alcohol, lost her cherry (all 3 moist buttery holes), and later in the night smoked chronic with her burn out roommates.

We dated for four penetration packed months, until I found out she was being filled with not only the spirit of the lord and myself, but also by two guys in her dorm. So I dropped her like a bad habit.

The End.

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Anyone else have stories to share?

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I was an alter boy at my local catholic church ...... thanks to countless hours of therapy i can now joke about it

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If you're serious...that sucks. Keep yer chin up captain.

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very well written, you bring back some great memories....

I hope that never happened to you :helpme

Well written, true or not.

reading over my last post doesnt sound that good. You brought back some great memories I had in college with girls. Not with you. :)

Thanx...absolutely 100% true.

College was fun. :glugglug

You sure have some writting skill.
Nice story.

That was an awesome story. I've said it before and I'll say it again, unless you want disasterous consequences later, don't set a ton of rules for your kids. In the words of the great Frank Zappa - "My best advice to anyone who wants to raise a happy, mentally healthy child is: Keep him or her as far away from a church as you can." Nice work on the sex though.

And don't tell them they can't hit on/touch girls.

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Thanks.

Here's a follow up story from the end of our relationship.

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Just a few friends are hanging out on my deck. The 18yr old's friends convince me to smoke some herb with them (which I don't do that often). So I do, and it hits me hard. I feel like I'm being pulled to one side by some strange gravity while I'm in my patio chair.

Eventually everyone goes home. I'm buzzed and stoned and I take her to my room and we start humping like labaratory chimps. I feel like I totally can't get my nut.

Every damn position...this is going on and on...she's getting sore. So I go for her pink pooper porthole. "Be gentle"...."uh huh" I say.

After a bit I just give up and flop down to play army. She blows the hell out of me for those of you aren't hip to the expression. Finally...I sling my man yogurt.
Girl was sucking like it was the fucking antidote! - <loosely quoted> "Chris Rock"

So she cold passes out....I totally exhausted her. Then, damn it, I'm wide awake.

After a few restless minutes, my drill sargeant is standing at attention like a cadet on graduation day.

What's a guy to do?...right? So she doesn't notice the bed moving as I pump my own piston. I could have blasted metallica and jumped around my room at this point, she was not waking up.

By 'accident' some of my second serving of man mushroom chowder ends up on her stomach and tits (D's :Graucho ).

After that I am able to sleep. In the morning....as I'm draining my lizard, I notice that my johnson looks like it had been in a box full of mean spirited kittens. :uhoh

I guess I hadn't noticed that she was being rough during the oral operation.

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I actually wrote all this stuff months ago on a car message board that I frequent. I was thinking about the incidents and I realized I had never shared it with you fuckers on GFY. :thumbsup