Last Friday night was slow and I did have one gold digger email me, but after about an hour of chatting our initial date that she arranged was for me to take her to La Perla today to buy her a $400 pair of panties. The pour thing had no idea what my last 48 hours was like and didn't realize that the last thing I wanted to do was buy some bitch a pair of panties that I would just rather she not wear so I can fuck her and forget about my week.
After I told her this in a more polite way she continued to try and convince me that she was "so worth it" and kept asking me if I had seen her picture. Ok lets just describe this picture for one second.
First of all, if you are going to send a picture to a guy on CL for the mere purpose of getting him to buy you matierals than you best be dressed in something more than a one-piece. She claimed to be 22 and I ask, what 22-year-old girl wears a mutha fuckin one-piece bathing suit? Either way after about an hour of chatting I realize I am not getting any from this trick so I pass out on the couch.
Not all CL casual encounters go like this. Honestly I have had very good luck with them in the past. I think it was my initial Casual Encounter post back in December that has ruined me and made me obsessed! The email below says it all:
Within an hour from our initial email she took a cab to my place in Brooklyn and met me as if we had been together for years. She didn't even want me to pay for the cab ride, which was insane. I gave her some money for it anyway because I am not a cheap bastard.
Upon first glance she is better looking than her picture and has a killer tight little body. More or less she was exactly as she described, skinny but with curves and her hair was brunette.
I asked her if she wanted something to drink and she asked for water. I pour us some water and she sits down next to me on the couch and we chat for 5 minutes. Immediately there is a strange connection probably because we are both closet freaks and want to fuck like rabbits. She says something that I relate to I cannot even remember now, and in my cheesiest lame wording ever I say, "Well good, now I can make out with you!"
Like a magnet she is all over me, and honestly with no foreplay our clothes were off. I do remember her panties being a bright blue teal which is a color I am fond of but she wanted those soaked things off so quick that I had no time to indulge in them.
I began to remember what it was like to have sex in college. So innocent and exploratory and more wam bam and no love at all. IT WAS BRILLIANT!
I could do whatever I wanted to this hot little college coed and nothing mattered to her as long as my dick was hard and inside of her. I made sure I was going to fuck her until she could not take it anymore and knowing quite well that she probably has no idea on how to make herself cum I was just going to keep doing her porn star style.
Her eyes were literally in the back of her head and her thighs were numb. She asked me to cum and I said where and she said all over, so I ripped the condom off and literally soaked her down. One of the best orgasms I had in 2007.
We were both exhausted and fell asleep in each others arms, I thinking about how awesome it will be to wake up next to her and fuck her silly again! But she would have none of that. She got up at 7am and put her clothes on, woke me and said she was going to leave and kissed me goodbye. She left without me even showing her out and was perfectly satisfied with that.
It was a guys dream and I just lived it and I knew 2008 would be the best year yet. Of course she has ruined me because I am hoping every girl I meet on CL will be just like her, but unfortunately the girls I sleep with now off the internet require more work. But it's like playing the lottery on CL; you cannot win unless you play!
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AAG sent me. Oooh, a NY blogger!
Welcome to the blogosphere.
I like your honesty! l0l@Serial Dater!
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