This is pretty pathetic, but hilarious nonetheless.
I came home from the bar one night, and I had the house to myself. I looked up some girl I met off myspace, well, actually, craigslist...
Anyway, I got her to drive the 30 miles, and she came over at like 3 am. By the time she got there I was super ****ing tired, and didn't really want her to come, but I figured I'd see what would happen anyway.
Not only was I tired, I caught a glimpse of her overweight self as she was walking up. Ahhh, fvck! I had no idea how to play this one. I contemplated on not answering my door, or shutting the garage door as she was walking up. This girl wasn't remotely good looking, and weighed about as much as myself.
Well, I let her in, poured her a very stiff Bacardi Coke, and I started chugging beer. If I was gonna slump-bust tonight, I might as well do it absolutely **** faced.
One thing led to another, and in about 30 minutes time we were in my room. Barely able to stay on, clinging for my life we were both on my twin sized bed watching downloaded porn...
Eventually, I just got right to business, traversed my way over her stomach, then her gunt, a roll or two, and slipped a finger in her extremely moist, warm gap. Holy christ this girl was wet.
I gloved up, slid it in, and started to go to work. I noticed the fuse on my yogurt cannon was getting short. FVCK! I kept thrusting, hoping to god this just gets over with so I can go to sleep. BOOM GOES THE DYNAMITE. The deed was done.
Praying that I didn't creampie her, I snuck buck naked out of my room across the hall into the bathroom were I hunkered down for a good 10 minutes contemplating on how I can get this chick to leave RIGHT NOW.
I called a buddy up, told him to act like he was stranded somewhere (at 5 am), and that I was his only source for a ride. It worked.
She went home pissed as hell. "You just brought me over here for sex didn't you, this is unreal, I feel so stupid." Blah, blah, blah...
And that's my story...