I moved to this country where it’s supposed to be easiest place in the world to get laid.
Needless to say, I was expecting to slay it.
You know as they say, it’s never over until it’s over.. Well, the opposite is true too: don’t count your chicken until they’re hatched : indeed I’m not slaying it all
.
Matter of fact, I got fever.
Good thing my landlord is a cool fellow countryman.
He’s a photographer for magazine, fashion and naked pictures.
Only that he never tells women he’s keeping those naked pics and he rarely actually even tells them they’re focusing on full naked, he just uses psychological tricks, excuses, photo/lights tricks etc.
Yeah, he’s a bit of a sneaky perv.
Anyway, this guy introduces me the sister of his own girlfriend, let’s call her Debbie.
My friend “took” Debbie’s virginity of himself, at the request of his own girlfriend which, if you forgot, is her sister. Freaking weird, eh?
Well, that’s only one of the crazy stories from this guy.
I suppose then when I said he’s “a bit” of a perv, I just added “a bit” out of friendship.
Anyway, one morning I wake up and I get this message from him: “the sister arrived in town, I will send her over to you ok?”.
I was struggling to move a couple of days before and had to summon all my resolve to get done the bare minimum to eat and drink. But now I’m recovering, and even though I’d avoid meeting anyone in these conditions, hey… What can I do?
I just tell him to “send her over” at 7.
7 rolls through and there she is, just like a DHL package: waiting for me in the lobby, no delays.
I thank the gods my friend didn’t lie and she’s actually pretty. Half Nigerian half Filippina, a great body.
AT HOME
We go out for dinner, I pay, then go back to watch some TV, make a move 1 minute in, little to no resistance to move to the bed.
On the bed some resistance though to remove panties while she pushes to get a shower.
She’s got the worst of both worlds: fake shyness, baby like voice and silly questions out of nowhere of some Asian girls and the laughter and no holds barred attitude of some black girls.
Like taking my arm and twisting it to see the tattoo: don't fucking manhandle me bitch!
She seems to be saying and doing almost everything possible to annoy me, including kissing really bad.
Let's be honest though: it’s not her fault, she'd otherwise be a sweet girl.
But I’m weak and already at my wits end for what concerns mental presence, I really just wanna get it over with and be alone again to nurse me back to full recovery.
And we seem to be there: I’m about to put it in when she groans in pain.
Damn, too quick, I pull it out to go slower but now…
ERECTION PROBLEMS
It won’t get back it as it’s too soft.
Fuck.. With all my shortcomings, all my life I could always count on something: my dick to promptly and reliably get up for the job. And stay up for at least a minimum amount of time.
Not now though.
The condom is also probably slightly too small for me, squeezing me a bit too harshly. Probably more like of a psychological thing though: it wasn’t a problem at all fully healthy and with girls I really liked. But now it adds up. Or so I think.
So I stop, remove the condom, and get her up for some petting.
I don’t know if pigs sweat, probably not as they always look for moist sludge, but if they do… Hell I was sweating like a pig.
I was drenched, with drops of sweat running from my forehead and temples.
But I don’t care: all I want is to rebuilt -or better: build from scratch- a sexual environment and get it done.
But she doesn’t help: she’s treating me like a little terminal patient, taking the cover sheet and running it around me to dry me up, looking at me like a poor thing in need of help and filling the environment with extremely unsexy, disempowering remarks.
What you tell a man who’s sweating, doesn’t mind the issue and is busy trying to create a sexual vibe? Bring him back to the problem of course: “you’re sweating” and “oh my Gooood, you’re sweating”. A thousand times, with baby voice, just to make sure the message is carried across.
I tell her that “I know that” and to “please stop telling me I’m sweating”. A hundred times. A few times I try to smile, which was a mistake since I didn’t feel like smiling at all, and I suspect more than once it was obvious I was irritated.
After I realize there’s no way this is flying, I lay down close to her and talk a bit.
I’ll keep it short for you: I try another few times, put another two condoms on I believe but it never goes.
Once I was close, I rub it again her nice ass, manage an erection. take a condom on the fly, and start doing it from behind.
"doing it from behind"... Or so I thought, until she says “it’s not in, does it matter?”
Tons of eggs on my face please!
What an idiot I am, I had put all the energies into it, even lied to myself it was finally happening and then… Boom.
At least on this occasion, that was too big of a slap to recover from. I just lay there a few seconds in dismay until I roll back over, exhausted.
It’s hard to control the frame here as she naturally reverts to a behavior which is just jarring to me. The easiest would be not to have a relationship with such a girl, but for now.. That’s what I have and wanna try my best.
Another example of the endless negative loops of remarks and questions she irritates me with: “you are sick/hot” (thank you for stressing that out.. again, not like I don't know it myself) “why are you sick?” (useless question which gets you in your head about your own sickness) “you shouldn’t be sick” (almost guilting you for being sick, a condition I didn't choose and wanna do my best to transcend right now ).
It doesn’t help this happening with a referral, and with a guy I was talking about women for so long too lol, but I don't think that was playing a major role.
For a while I’m thinking of going raw, she’s young and inexperienced, but the scare of possible STDs always brings me back to this : either full failure, or full victory (with a condom).
HARD AS A ROCK
During the travails and even more during breaks, especially towards the end, I often think how great it will be if I manage to pull it off in the end and what a great success story this could be.
In spite of the defeats accumulated so far, the possibility of victory is real and, especially towards the last phase, I can taste it.
I keep playing with my penis, touch her ass a bit.
It might not be a coincidence the breakthrough comes once she falls asleep. Now my dream goal is realer than ever.
Finally no meaningless yapping, no energy wasted in sidestepping negative questions and remarks, no baby voices, no "it's oks" lol.
Just me.
Me and my dick.
You might think it’s weird, but as I kept handling my own dick, especially at the beginning, I wasn’t thinking of other girls: I was just thinking of my own hard dick.
Then I alternate a bit thinking of girls who complimented my dick in the past and, of course, to sex with past girlfriend.
It's getting harder and harder till, finally… it’s hard for real.
It was hardish before too at times, but I feel now it’s both harder and it’s been hard long enough to be sustainable.
I wake her up, she touches it a bit and I touch her too.
Then the moment of truth: I grab a condom.
I should have removed from my head the negative condom association squeezing my dick, but there was no time.
I slip it on, I try to be calm but at the same time I’m a bit in a hurry, then I put it in, again almost a bit in a hurry lol.
I feel weak getting up and moving, but I don't think about it. My dream goal screams harder anyway.
Then I start pumping.
I made it!!
Wow.
I don’t even care about sex itself, at all! I'm there pumping and thinking "I fucking made it".
And while it’s not great and long, it’s not just a “been there” penetration either: she’s moaning.
It’s been some time I don’t glow or feel particularly great after sex, but boy… This time.
I feel like jumping in the bed and scream and punch the air with my clenched fist.
Which I’ll do, as soon as I took her out.
Lessons learned :
- be friend with guys who can intro you girls, guys in the position of my friend really have a chance of opening floodgates, he was already working on another intro;
- sex while not healthy can be a damn hustle, it was a great experience in the end, but probably not gonna do it again
- some black girls have a great ass.
Needless to say, I was expecting to slay it.
You know as they say, it’s never over until it’s over.. Well, the opposite is true too: don’t count your chicken until they’re hatched : indeed I’m not slaying it all
.Matter of fact, I got fever.
Good thing my landlord is a cool fellow countryman.
He’s a photographer for magazine, fashion and naked pictures.
Only that he never tells women he’s keeping those naked pics and he rarely actually even tells them they’re focusing on full naked, he just uses psychological tricks, excuses, photo/lights tricks etc.
Yeah, he’s a bit of a sneaky perv.
Anyway, this guy introduces me the sister of his own girlfriend, let’s call her Debbie.
My friend “took” Debbie’s virginity of himself, at the request of his own girlfriend which, if you forgot, is her sister. Freaking weird, eh?
Well, that’s only one of the crazy stories from this guy.
I suppose then when I said he’s “a bit” of a perv, I just added “a bit” out of friendship
.Anyway, one morning I wake up and I get this message from him: “the sister arrived in town, I will send her over to you ok?”.
I was struggling to move a couple of days before and had to summon all my resolve to get done the bare minimum to eat and drink. But now I’m recovering, and even though I’d avoid meeting anyone in these conditions, hey… What can I do?
I just tell him to “send her over” at 7.
7 rolls through and there she is, just like a DHL package: waiting for me in the lobby, no delays.
I thank the gods my friend didn’t lie and she’s actually pretty. Half Nigerian half Filippina, a great body.
AT HOME
We go out for dinner, I pay, then go back to watch some TV, make a move 1 minute in, little to no resistance to move to the bed.
On the bed some resistance though to remove panties while she pushes to get a shower.
She’s got the worst of both worlds: fake shyness, baby like voice and silly questions out of nowhere of some Asian girls and the laughter and no holds barred attitude of some black girls.
Like taking my arm and twisting it to see the tattoo: don't fucking manhandle me bitch!
She seems to be saying and doing almost everything possible to annoy me, including kissing really bad.
Let's be honest though: it’s not her fault, she'd otherwise be a sweet girl.
But I’m weak and already at my wits end for what concerns mental presence, I really just wanna get it over with and be alone again to nurse me back to full recovery.
And we seem to be there: I’m about to put it in when she groans in pain.
Damn, too quick, I pull it out to go slower but now…
ERECTION PROBLEMS
It won’t get back it as it’s too soft.
Fuck.. With all my shortcomings, all my life I could always count on something: my dick to promptly and reliably get up for the job. And stay up for at least a minimum amount of time.
Not now though.
The condom is also probably slightly too small for me, squeezing me a bit too harshly. Probably more like of a psychological thing though: it wasn’t a problem at all fully healthy and with girls I really liked. But now it adds up. Or so I think.
So I stop, remove the condom, and get her up for some petting.
I don’t know if pigs sweat, probably not as they always look for moist sludge, but if they do… Hell I was sweating like a pig.
I was drenched, with drops of sweat running from my forehead and temples.
But I don’t care: all I want is to rebuilt -or better: build from scratch- a sexual environment and get it done.
But she doesn’t help: she’s treating me like a little terminal patient, taking the cover sheet and running it around me to dry me up, looking at me like a poor thing in need of help and filling the environment with extremely unsexy, disempowering remarks.
What you tell a man who’s sweating, doesn’t mind the issue and is busy trying to create a sexual vibe? Bring him back to the problem of course: “you’re sweating” and “oh my Gooood, you’re sweating”. A thousand times, with baby voice, just to make sure the message is carried across.
I tell her that “I know that” and to “please stop telling me I’m sweating”. A hundred times. A few times I try to smile, which was a mistake since I didn’t feel like smiling at all, and I suspect more than once it was obvious I was irritated.
After I realize there’s no way this is flying, I lay down close to her and talk a bit.
I’ll keep it short for you: I try another few times, put another two condoms on I believe but it never goes.
Once I was close, I rub it again her nice ass, manage an erection. take a condom on the fly, and start doing it from behind.
"doing it from behind"... Or so I thought, until she says “it’s not in, does it matter?”
Tons of eggs on my face please!
What an idiot I am, I had put all the energies into it, even lied to myself it was finally happening and then… Boom.
At least on this occasion, that was too big of a slap to recover from. I just lay there a few seconds in dismay until I roll back over, exhausted.
It’s hard to control the frame here as she naturally reverts to a behavior which is just jarring to me. The easiest would be not to have a relationship with such a girl, but for now.. That’s what I have and wanna try my best.
Another example of the endless negative loops of remarks and questions she irritates me with: “you are sick/hot” (thank you for stressing that out.. again, not like I don't know it myself) “why are you sick?” (useless question which gets you in your head about your own sickness) “you shouldn’t be sick” (almost guilting you for being sick, a condition I didn't choose and wanna do my best to transcend right now ).
It doesn’t help this happening with a referral, and with a guy I was talking about women for so long too lol, but I don't think that was playing a major role.
For a while I’m thinking of going raw, she’s young and inexperienced, but the scare of possible STDs always brings me back to this : either full failure, or full victory (with a condom).
HARD AS A ROCK
During the travails and even more during breaks, especially towards the end, I often think how great it will be if I manage to pull it off in the end and what a great success story this could be.
In spite of the defeats accumulated so far, the possibility of victory is real and, especially towards the last phase, I can taste it.
I keep playing with my penis, touch her ass a bit.
It might not be a coincidence the breakthrough comes once she falls asleep. Now my dream goal is realer than ever.
Finally no meaningless yapping, no energy wasted in sidestepping negative questions and remarks, no baby voices, no "it's oks" lol.
Just me.
Me and my dick.
You might think it’s weird, but as I kept handling my own dick, especially at the beginning, I wasn’t thinking of other girls: I was just thinking of my own hard dick.
Then I alternate a bit thinking of girls who complimented my dick in the past and, of course, to sex with past girlfriend.
It's getting harder and harder till, finally… it’s hard for real.
It was hardish before too at times, but I feel now it’s both harder and it’s been hard long enough to be sustainable.
I wake her up, she touches it a bit and I touch her too.
Then the moment of truth: I grab a condom.
I should have removed from my head the negative condom association squeezing my dick, but there was no time.
I slip it on, I try to be calm but at the same time I’m a bit in a hurry, then I put it in, again almost a bit in a hurry lol.
I feel weak getting up and moving, but I don't think about it. My dream goal screams harder anyway.
Then I start pumping.
I made it!!
Wow.
I don’t even care about sex itself, at all! I'm there pumping and thinking "I fucking made it"
.And while it’s not great and long, it’s not just a “been there” penetration either: she’s moaning.
It’s been some time I don’t glow or feel particularly great after sex, but boy… This time
.I feel like jumping in the bed and scream and punch the air with my clenched fist.
Which I’ll do, as soon as I took her out
.Lessons learned :
- be friend with guys who can intro you girls, guys in the position of my friend really have a chance of opening floodgates, he was already working on another intro;
- sex while not healthy can be a damn hustle, it was a great experience in the end, but probably not gonna do it again
- some black girls have a great ass
.