Ahh, the first in a long line of disasters encounters
I was 18 and had been saving myself for a perfect girl (read as was shit at pulling because I'm too shy, still am) and one night I went out to a local club, saw a girl and she walked over to me and kissed me. We went outside and I thought yes, I'm going to shag. She asked me what time it was so I looked at my phone. It was gone. I had it a few seconds earlier. Shit, so I run back into the club to find my phone. Spend the rest of the night looking for my phone, and the girl I had just run from. Couldn't find either so I settle on just having a normal good night out. But my luck changed, I met another girl. The second girl was a friend of mine, I knew she had a thing for me but it was one way. But I was feeling low. And horny. So we went back to her place near the club and stuck on a DVD, Reposessed with Steve Martin if you're interested. Please note, NEVER try having sex to a comedy. So we start getting down to business and I start pumping away. and I'm still pumping. Yep still pumping. She's moaning. Pumping. She's fallen asleep. I'm still pumping. Yep she's definatly asleep. What do I do. Still pumping. Oooo, I'm close. false alarm. Still pumping. Getting knackered. Still pumping. Sod it. Flop.

My first time and I didn't even get the good bit. It isn't the last time that happened either, for some reason I can't cum in missionary position.

Found out a few days later my friend had lost his mobile after some young girl came over to him and gave him a molest and stole it. Described the same bitch that kissed me a the begining of the night. Bitch.
( bobzarkoff, Thu 10 Mar 2005, 11:32, Reply)