Heh.
Not too long ago me and my mates headed to a beerfest at a nearby uni. Well, our clique is more of a mixed party were you have your virgins and non virgins, your Dirty Harrys and your James Bonds, two idiots (one of them looks like Sanford from Sandford and Son), a skateborder, two hardcore musical instrument prodigies and we even have a "ghetto" type. He's actually really beyond cool as he can "rack" (steal) anything from anywhere with relative ease (he racked me a $299 blazer from a shit snobby department store!).

So lo and behold: it was seven of us, and three of the seven were cherries. We arrive at the little shin dig already pre-partied. I.e. various substances had already been taken in by our human vessels. Once inside we procedeed to scout the flat for booze and broads. The party dj was playing plenty of New Wave favorites (Anything Box, New Order and Depechemode were a must) and some Spanish Ska.

Our group of 7 setteled into were the kitchen began and above all nearest to the alcohol. Feeling the buzz of the party I eyeballed and asked a blonde girl to dance to New Order's "Age of Consent". We danced and I introduced the rest of myself and my friends. Turns out she was the hostess of this well placed social.

The hours pass and one of my (virgin) friends has taken a liking to this girl. I wouldn't blame him, she had the bluest of eyes and the prettiest of smiles with a hint of that hot Russian model charm. So they talk and talk and chat and laugh. Another of my mates (non-virgin, Dirty Harry type) too took a liking to this girl who we shall re-name Rita.

And I could see it in Virgin's eyes, he wanted to loose it that night. He wanted to take her away from the commotion of the party to her bedroom and make love to the pretty lady. Dirty Harry on the other hand eyeballed her tits, he wanted to take her up the wrong one in her bedroom to add one to his tally.

And me? Being the smooth bastard that I am, I wanted to ruin the whole thing for everyone. I did after all, present her to the group and took the task of dancing with her. And so Virgin and Harry took it uppon themseleves to battle each other and out-do one another for Rita's bed rights. I saw to it diffrently. Getting rid of Harry was easy, I told him to go for a beer run. In his little world, Harry believed that this was a gallant act enough to win an entrance into Rita.

Now Virgin was something else. I told him if he noticed what Harry was doing. I told him how Harry was not going for beer, he was going for some Champagne and Condoms to take Rita away from him. I told him he only had half an hour at the most to take Rita to bed before Harry came back. Virgin does not hold well under pressure. And so, Virgin began to follow Rita everywhere she'd go. It was more creepy for her than it was seductive to him. Throughout the course I kept a steady conversation with Rita. She eventually seemed to want and get rid of Virgin. But who would save her? HA! I swooped down on her like the horny Nuns on Sir Galahad the Chaste to save her! HAR HAR!

Well it was more like I told her that I needed to take a nap for I had to work the follwing morning. She took me to her bedroom where I began to snog with her. She didn't stop me. Nor did I want to stop. I slipped my hands down to her promised land and well that was the story on how Virgin is still a virgin.

This QOTW is about virgins and not loosing it. Not about me and the dirty things I was planning to do with the woman with my logness.

(Edit: Fine. She ended up leaving me in her room before some hot sex arose, she stated that she had party guests to attend to. But she would be back for me later. I got fed up waiting and left. She ended up going with Harry because I had left. I later asked him how my cock had tasted second hand.)
(The Horizontal Monster Mash Mr. T Pitties Me, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 20:13, Reply)