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Trust me, this will beat any story you've read to date. This will make the bytch slap look like a pat on the cheek. It might be a little long but it's worth the read.
This happened 2 years ago. I was 20 at the time, and in my 3rd year of college (I am a 5th year now). It was the weekend before finals so it was the last time most of us would be able to do anything together for a while. I was at this party that included a lot of athletes (I am in track & field myself) and many HB's, who I assumed were looking for all the athletes. I was talking to the occasional girl here and there and not making too much progress, but it wasn't a big deal to me at the time so it didn't matter too much.
It was getting pretty late and everybody was starting to leave. There was a particular girl (HB8, skinny with big jugs) who I'd had a conversation with about living in the same dorm at some point in time. Well one of my friends who was still at the party was with her and another girl (UG3 who had the look like she was crying glued to her face). He told me to keep an eye on the HB8 for him while he walked the UG3 home. There were a few other guys lingering around the house, and after a while the HB8 decided she wanted to go home, and told us to walk with her.
So we walk to her house, and we're just hanging out there while one of the guys tells us a bunch of stories which I found hard to believe. Then he started saying he had a lot of black friends and was cool with me too (no idea how that came about) and at some point one of his friends made a joke about the HB8's religion which she didn't appreciate too well. Eventually one of the guys said he found some high school girls to hang out with so he and his friend arranged to leave soon. The HB8 told me to go back to her room while she got the guys out of her place.
While I'm sitting in her room I started to get snoopy and looking around. I saw a few packets for birth control pills on her dresser, and thought to myself "oh my goodness she might want to have sex???" (I was definitely a virgin at the time). Well soon enough she comes into the room, and seeing me still kinda looking around she throws the packets into the drawer and closes it. She asked if I had any shorts with me and I said "no" and she said "that's okay." So I just took off my pants (still with underwear and shirt on) and got into bed with her.
We started talking, and after about 10 seconds of laying in bed I had possibly the BIGGEST BONER I've ever had in my life. And me, being the huge wuss, just laid there and talked to her for a couple hours about her religion and what the guy said about her earlier, and also life in general. She even made some comments about her body while I just laid there and listened, erect as ever. I was too afraid to do anything, hoping she would do something, and we just talked to each other until she fell asleep. Eventually I fell asleep too, disappointed of course.
Cut to next afternoon. We both wake up and go to Taco Bell to get something to eat (she buys). We hang out for a while at her place and then finally she gives me a ride home. My friends wondered where I'd been all that time so I told them the story, to which I built them up and then they were extremely disappointed (as they should have been).
But wait, there's more.
I called her once or twice the next week and she said she was studying for finals/catching up on work. So I said okay and left her alone the rest of the week. Sometime over Christmas break I placed a call but no answer, so I decided not to overdo it and stopped at that.
Upon my return to school (the first day we could get in the dorms) I talked to a girl on AIM (HB7) who I knew through a friend. She happened to be in town as well and I invited her over to watch a movie, to which she accepted. She came over and we watched the first movie, with a bit of kino, but nothing happened. She kept looking at me during the whole movie and I wondered why. Well I asked if she wanted to watch a 2nd movie and she said sure. I throw that movie in, and within 10 minutes of that one she looked at me again and so I just kissed her. This leads to a 2-hour makeout sesssion so now I start to think to myself that I'm finally getting it.
Well after that the girl said she was thirsty and wanted to go to the convenience store, so on the way there we came across our mutual friend and all 3 of us walked over there. We're just standing outside the store for a while when I hear "IsiMan84! Is that you??" I turn around and HB8 runs up to me like she hasn't seen me in years. She said she got my call over break but her phone was messed up, etc. and asked me who the girl was with me. I told her she was just a friend and also introduced her to our mutual friend. She told me we should hang out the next night so I'm thinking my life is turning around in just a number of hours.
The next night rolls around, and me being the prepared one, remembered the question about having shorts and put on a pair of basketball shorts under my jeans. Some friends were having a party, so I went to their place first. A guy at their house told me HB8 was just getting to her house so I left to see her there. I could tell there were a lot of people at her house so I was a little disappointed. But anyways I went to the door and she answered but a little cautiously. I told her I was cold and she let me in. Upon my entry I see a couple people doing a line of coke. Not exactly my cup of tea so I just sat in the stairwell the rest of the night pondering if any of this is worth it.
HB8's roommate thought I was an undercover cop because I wasn't drinking or doing coke, and after people got suspicious they started to leave, which left me there with HB8 alone again. She went to the bathroom to change, and when she came out and asked me if I had shorts, I threw off my pants and jumped into bed. Once again I had no idea what I was doing and laid in bed talking to this girl just like the last time. I could only lay there and was afraid to make any moves. The most I ever did was cuddle with her, and we both fell asleep. Next afternoon we woke up and she bought me lunch, but it's almost irrelevant at this point.
Looking back at this I thought I had to be gay or something. I might as well have been the girl's teddy bear. I coulda beat that ass up like a government mule. Not once, but twice. And in my personal juggling match between her and HB7 I managed to lose both of them. The only thing that made me feel any better was the fact that my same friend from the party said he had seen HB8 doing coke too. Eventually near the end of the semester after much Google searching to figure out what was wrong with me, I came across this site.
Trust me, this will beat any story you've read to date. This will make the bytch slap look like a pat on the cheek. It might be a little long but it's worth the read.
This happened 2 years ago. I was 20 at the time, and in my 3rd year of college (I am a 5th year now). It was the weekend before finals so it was the last time most of us would be able to do anything together for a while. I was at this party that included a lot of athletes (I am in track & field myself) and many HB's, who I assumed were looking for all the athletes. I was talking to the occasional girl here and there and not making too much progress, but it wasn't a big deal to me at the time so it didn't matter too much.
It was getting pretty late and everybody was starting to leave. There was a particular girl (HB8, skinny with big jugs) who I'd had a conversation with about living in the same dorm at some point in time. Well one of my friends who was still at the party was with her and another girl (UG3 who had the look like she was crying glued to her face). He told me to keep an eye on the HB8 for him while he walked the UG3 home. There were a few other guys lingering around the house, and after a while the HB8 decided she wanted to go home, and told us to walk with her.
So we walk to her house, and we're just hanging out there while one of the guys tells us a bunch of stories which I found hard to believe. Then he started saying he had a lot of black friends and was cool with me too (no idea how that came about) and at some point one of his friends made a joke about the HB8's religion which she didn't appreciate too well. Eventually one of the guys said he found some high school girls to hang out with so he and his friend arranged to leave soon. The HB8 told me to go back to her room while she got the guys out of her place.
While I'm sitting in her room I started to get snoopy and looking around. I saw a few packets for birth control pills on her dresser, and thought to myself "oh my goodness she might want to have sex???" (I was definitely a virgin at the time). Well soon enough she comes into the room, and seeing me still kinda looking around she throws the packets into the drawer and closes it. She asked if I had any shorts with me and I said "no" and she said "that's okay." So I just took off my pants (still with underwear and shirt on) and got into bed with her.
We started talking, and after about 10 seconds of laying in bed I had possibly the BIGGEST BONER I've ever had in my life. And me, being the huge wuss, just laid there and talked to her for a couple hours about her religion and what the guy said about her earlier, and also life in general. She even made some comments about her body while I just laid there and listened, erect as ever. I was too afraid to do anything, hoping she would do something, and we just talked to each other until she fell asleep. Eventually I fell asleep too, disappointed of course.
Cut to next afternoon. We both wake up and go to Taco Bell to get something to eat (she buys). We hang out for a while at her place and then finally she gives me a ride home. My friends wondered where I'd been all that time so I told them the story, to which I built them up and then they were extremely disappointed (as they should have been).
But wait, there's more.
I called her once or twice the next week and she said she was studying for finals/catching up on work. So I said okay and left her alone the rest of the week. Sometime over Christmas break I placed a call but no answer, so I decided not to overdo it and stopped at that.
Upon my return to school (the first day we could get in the dorms) I talked to a girl on AIM (HB7) who I knew through a friend. She happened to be in town as well and I invited her over to watch a movie, to which she accepted. She came over and we watched the first movie, with a bit of kino, but nothing happened. She kept looking at me during the whole movie and I wondered why. Well I asked if she wanted to watch a 2nd movie and she said sure. I throw that movie in, and within 10 minutes of that one she looked at me again and so I just kissed her. This leads to a 2-hour makeout sesssion so now I start to think to myself that I'm finally getting it.
Well after that the girl said she was thirsty and wanted to go to the convenience store, so on the way there we came across our mutual friend and all 3 of us walked over there. We're just standing outside the store for a while when I hear "IsiMan84! Is that you??" I turn around and HB8 runs up to me like she hasn't seen me in years. She said she got my call over break but her phone was messed up, etc. and asked me who the girl was with me. I told her she was just a friend and also introduced her to our mutual friend. She told me we should hang out the next night so I'm thinking my life is turning around in just a number of hours.
The next night rolls around, and me being the prepared one, remembered the question about having shorts and put on a pair of basketball shorts under my jeans. Some friends were having a party, so I went to their place first. A guy at their house told me HB8 was just getting to her house so I left to see her there. I could tell there were a lot of people at her house so I was a little disappointed. But anyways I went to the door and she answered but a little cautiously. I told her I was cold and she let me in. Upon my entry I see a couple people doing a line of coke. Not exactly my cup of tea so I just sat in the stairwell the rest of the night pondering if any of this is worth it.
HB8's roommate thought I was an undercover cop because I wasn't drinking or doing coke, and after people got suspicious they started to leave, which left me there with HB8 alone again. She went to the bathroom to change, and when she came out and asked me if I had shorts, I threw off my pants and jumped into bed. Once again I had no idea what I was doing and laid in bed talking to this girl just like the last time. I could only lay there and was afraid to make any moves. The most I ever did was cuddle with her, and we both fell asleep. Next afternoon we woke up and she bought me lunch, but it's almost irrelevant at this point.
Looking back at this I thought I had to be gay or something. I might as well have been the girl's teddy bear. I coulda beat that ass up like a government mule. Not once, but twice. And in my personal juggling match between her and HB7 I managed to lose both of them. The only thing that made me feel any better was the fact that my same friend from the party said he had seen HB8 doing coke too. Eventually near the end of the semester after much Google searching to figure out what was wrong with me, I came across this site.
