I wake up the following morning and find a couple new emails. One particular guy happens to catch my eye, but he can only come over that morning. I tell him to come on over.
I'm still fairly sleepy, but I realize that I was definitely feeling a rush from all these sexual encounters. I also realized that while the Real Estate Bore gave good head, I really just needed a good lay.
Turns out this 3rd man was also in the real estate business, but that's all I really remember about him. Oh, he did tell me that he took a taxi to get to my apartment. Guy didn't even have a car? Hmm. Well, I guess I didn't need to expect too much from this guy.
We basically got to it a minute after he arrived. He had to get it on while also making it to work on time.
As he started going down on me, I though, "Well, this is a great way to wake up."
Then it happened.
He slipped his fingers inside me. He started slow, but the more excited I became the faster his finger-thrusting became.
I literally had to look down at him to make sure I wasn't making things up. But he had his eyes closed, clearly focusing on his task.
I'm not really sure what he was trying to do. Was he trying to burrow a whole to China? Just because I'm Asian really doesn't mean you can get to China.
Honestly, I was nervous that he might tear a new hole in my vagina. I knew what I had to do.
I faked my orgasm.
Immediately after my fake orgasm, he pulled on a condom and proceeded with the fucking. Sadly, the fucking was too similar to his fingering. I figured with the amount of vigor he had, he wasn't going to take too long to get where he needed to go.
As he came, I had never been so glad to get a man off. Mainly, I wanted him off me.
When he left, I took a shower and assessed the damage. I allowed 3 men into my apartment, 2 had done their job well.
I wondered if it would have been better for me to actually tell the Jackhammer to lay off the finger-thrusting. Clearly, he had done the same thing to various women, and no one really told him that he should never do that ever again. And here I was, sending him out into the world thinking he was actually good in bed.
One can only hope that someone has eventually taught him how to treat a lady.
But how was I doing? I went from feeling complete shame to feeling kind of proud of myself. I'm sure there was a part of my actions that were completely self-destructive, but I knew myself well enough to know that I had a lot more control of the situations.
In a way, it felt like I was trying to catch up. I had spent a huge part of my late teens/early 20's with the same man, and clearly I needed to expand my horizons.
However, I knew that it was a bit haphazard to just fuck any guy. Clearly, third time was not the charm, and perhaps I needed to be much more selective.
I figured I would try to find a steady fuck-buddy, instead of just fucking everybody.
Lesson Learned: Even in low times, you have every right to be picky. Be clear about what you expect from your sexual encounter, but also be clear about what is completely unacceptable.
I'm still fairly sleepy, but I realize that I was definitely feeling a rush from all these sexual encounters. I also realized that while the Real Estate Bore gave good head, I really just needed a good lay.
Turns out this 3rd man was also in the real estate business, but that's all I really remember about him. Oh, he did tell me that he took a taxi to get to my apartment. Guy didn't even have a car? Hmm. Well, I guess I didn't need to expect too much from this guy.
We basically got to it a minute after he arrived. He had to get it on while also making it to work on time.
As he started going down on me, I though, "Well, this is a great way to wake up."
Then it happened.
He slipped his fingers inside me. He started slow, but the more excited I became the faster his finger-thrusting became.
I literally had to look down at him to make sure I wasn't making things up. But he had his eyes closed, clearly focusing on his task.
I'm not really sure what he was trying to do. Was he trying to burrow a whole to China? Just because I'm Asian really doesn't mean you can get to China.
Honestly, I was nervous that he might tear a new hole in my vagina. I knew what I had to do.
I faked my orgasm.
Immediately after my fake orgasm, he pulled on a condom and proceeded with the fucking. Sadly, the fucking was too similar to his fingering. I figured with the amount of vigor he had, he wasn't going to take too long to get where he needed to go.
As he came, I had never been so glad to get a man off. Mainly, I wanted him off me.
When he left, I took a shower and assessed the damage. I allowed 3 men into my apartment, 2 had done their job well.
I wondered if it would have been better for me to actually tell the Jackhammer to lay off the finger-thrusting. Clearly, he had done the same thing to various women, and no one really told him that he should never do that ever again. And here I was, sending him out into the world thinking he was actually good in bed.
One can only hope that someone has eventually taught him how to treat a lady.
But how was I doing? I went from feeling complete shame to feeling kind of proud of myself. I'm sure there was a part of my actions that were completely self-destructive, but I knew myself well enough to know that I had a lot more control of the situations.
In a way, it felt like I was trying to catch up. I had spent a huge part of my late teens/early 20's with the same man, and clearly I needed to expand my horizons.
However, I knew that it was a bit haphazard to just fuck any guy. Clearly, third time was not the charm, and perhaps I needed to be much more selective.
I figured I would try to find a steady fuck-buddy, instead of just fucking everybody.
Lesson Learned: Even in low times, you have every right to be picky. Be clear about what you expect from your sexual encounter, but also be clear about what is completely unacceptable.
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