I've had one of those nights. So for your entertainment and for my venting...here it is...
Gets a text from a guy asking if I can visit him in a certain area. I say yes, he gives me the address, which is 5 minutes walk from my house. The problem is he says, he's slightly short on the money. I agree to do it for the price he offers, as it was only ?20 less and I'm thinking I'll do 45 minutes instead of the hour and I've got to pass his street on the way home anyway. I have a family comittment until 10, so I say I'll be with him 10.30-10.45. He agrees, and it's all good.
It all started going horribly wrong when I left my family. I'm standing waiting on the bus home, and I re-read his text. I realise it's not the street I thought, it just has a very similar name. I google map it and I have a vauge idea of where it is. So I get off the bus at a landmark that google maps is showing as being near. But when I got off, and started following it on my phone, I seem to be getting no further towards the address! Honestly, I'm walking around and around and I just can't get there at all...Honestly, I must have walked for a good hour until I finally got there. I get there, he buzzes me in, and he's on the top floor of the steepest stairs you ever saw, and I'm a 20 a day smoker. So when I get to his door, I'm no longer stunning sex goodess, I'm a puffing and panting wreck (It's also been raining while I was spending an hour walking around, which has messed up my hair. And although not my type he is attractive, which always intimidates me a bit.
So I go in, I have to find my own way to the sitting room because he's not being forthcoming. I tell him he needs to let me get my breath back. He doesn't offer me a drink or anything, and doesn't sit with me but stands by the door. I get my breath back, chat for a minute then ask to get the money out of the way first. He asks if he can change the booking to half an hour because it's now so late. I agreed, because it's fair enough, I got lost. I tell him my half hourly rate, and again he offers less, I now realise he's just a chancer because he had the money to pay for an hour so he has my full half hourly rate. I say no, its x. He says 'x is what it's worth', I said no, it's x and actually it's worth x-hundred (ie ten times my rate), but I couldn't really charge you that it would be ridiculous. So he gives me what I asked for and we go through.
Well there is just zero chemistry between me and this guy. I've got undressed and he went 'you're a nice chubby girl'. I found that mildly offensive, I'm a 12-14, but I gave him the benefit of the doubt and said 'Not chubby, curvy, I find chubby offensive'. He says he didn't mean to offend me, but I've conculded he was a prat. Then he tells me he's got a really big cock and asks if I'd like to see it, I'm thinking yeah right, cause they all say that don't they? Well he pulled it out and I swear, it was the thickest thing I've ever seen - like so thick my mouth would only fit round the first inch of it. So now I'm scared! I[m trying to get him off without having to have sex, but then low and behold it's time to have sex. He puts it in and I feel like it's going to rip me in half - he has the cheek to ask if I can feel it! Now I can only put this down to my condoms because it was like having a baseball bat in there, but it's added to my paranoia about not being tight! My faking it groans were real tonight but not because I was enjoying it! Then he asks to come on my tits, duly does then before he says anything he pulls out a packed of paper tissues and gives me one!
I was so happy to get out of there, but I've now got sore lady bits.
Some nights eh.
TDLR: Went to see a guy, got lost. He was a prat with a thick cock. Got a sore fanny.
Topic: Girls and Guys, The night I've had! (Read 3283 times)