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FU  Russian beauty, whiteclaws, potentially dead laptop, did I avoid sex or did I avoid crazy?

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Happened yesterday.

Quarantine might be shitty for some men but as a guy who lives and dies by online dating, it has been getting good for me. I match with this one Russian chick who looks very Arabic, has dark curly hair, kind of a big nose, tanned skin, but pretty fuckable and cute. I'd say volleyball player body and like 5'10. Originally from Boston though, born and raised.

We have been chatting back and forth on Bumble for about a week but then we connect on IG. Decide to do a short video call with her and after some time, ask her about what she is up to.

Back and forth and back and forth.

We decide to chat, things get hot and cold, and I am so lost on what this chick wants. This girl had actually texted me the day after my last embarrassment of the lay report with the half-Asan girl. So we text back and forth but then I have had it, I come clean with her. I tell her that if we are not meeting up anytime soon, not sure what the plans are. She pushes the COVID excuse and I tell her we live nearby, I even go for runs these days in the neighborhood and find people out talking to dogs. Then I start teasing her, even asking her if she washed her hands for two straight minutes to make sure she doesn't get shit, she laughs at it.

So about meeting.

Kind of goes like this.

Me: Daily reminder, wash your hands for two straight minutes and cook with gloves on
Her: Shouldn't you be doing that anyways?
Me: Cooking with gloves on?
Her: Yeah! Do you use your bare hands?
Me: Yeah, one for cooking and the other for you know
Her: I actually do not know
Me: Oh you know, man has to be comfortable in his own home when cooking ;)
Her: You pleasure yourself while cooking?
Me: Well if you ever come to my place and have a special dressing, don't ask anything else
Her: I am never coming to your place! (many many laughing emojis)
Me: Oh you don't have to eat anything if you don't want to
Her: Well maybe I want to see how good of a chef you are ;)
Me: I have a lot of secret recipes :)
Her: Yeah, you're going to be a hell of a story on the registry
Me: My recipes are rated R
Her: (many laugh emojis) You are so nasty (laugh emojis)
Me: No one says you have to try my cooking, anyways I'll be bored and free, not busy and popular like you
Her: (no response for almost a day)

The next day, I get a text where she asks me what I am up to, I tell her work related stuff for now but free after a while. She says she is free too, will just be eating before coming over to which I reply "smart girl ;)".

A strange day unfolds.

So the recruiter I regularly fuck who actually got me the job I will start next week hosted a virtual happy hour and invited me, it has like 100+ people on it from the industry and all are young as fuck, like 23-28. As for how I met the recruiter, see story below:


I might be an alcoholic.

So I have about two white claws for this event, had like a 24 pack in the fridge so thought why not. Ended up bullshitting with the folks, we talk a bit about our field but most of the convos are around Netflix, movies, and current events. The split is like 75% dudes and 25% chicks, meanwhile the Russian is on her way so I hop off.

Now Russian comes over and I welcome her, she says the rooftop view must be pretty so I say sure let's check it out, she says "nah, let's see your place first". I joke and say "want me to make you a salad?" to which she playfully slaps me while laughing.

I ended up taking her to my place and she notices a whiteclaw can on the table.

Her: Don't tell me that's your last one
Me: It's not, I have a pack
Her: Well bring it out!
Me: Well, it might have a secret recipe
Her: Bring it out! (laughing and playfully shoving me)
Me: Rated R White Claws!

So I have my laptop open and it is on the show Ozarks.

Her: You watch Ozarks?
Me: Yeah, I am on Season 2
Her: I fucking LOVE that show
Me: I do too, what season are you on?
Her: I finished season 1
Me: Me too, I am like on the 5th episode
Her: I finished the 3rd one and stopped
Me: We can watch the 4th one again, I was on and off with it
Her: The show did that to me too
Me: It's intense like that

So I get the laptop, we both sit down, and watch the 4th episode after having some drinks. We get to the fifth one and have probably had more than few, she's had 3, this chick can drink! I am on my 4th.

Fifth episode has a lot of nudity and we drinking, chatting, and have a fun time. It shows a lot of strippers and there is a makeout scene I think, lots of talk of sex. We start making out ourselves and then she has caught up with me, is like 6 drinks in and so am I.

We talk about strippers, I tell her it takes talent, she asks me how I know and I thrust my cock against her body. She says it's a weak dance, I tell her to give me a dance and see if she has what it takes. I get a lap dance and we start making out a bit, still cannot get it up as I like.

And my laptop might be dead...

Open can of whiteclaw next to laptop? She knocks it over and I notice it, immediately start wiping a laptop that cost me thousands and she laughs about it. I am like the fuck, I wipe it enough and close it. We start to make out again but then she shoves my face away.

I put the laptop aside and elsewhere, put the drink far away, and she is still riding me...

Somehow, her green eyes give me a weird weird weird arousal.

I have so much running through my head, like we are drunk as fuck, 6 white claws is a lot, maybe @Hue can comment more here.

She is falling over and we are eating each other's faces. We start making out but I do not want to fuck a super drunk girl, @Chase says it is always a bad idea. My mind is functional so I say fuck it. I tell her she is hot but too drunk for me to fuck her, she gives me a blank stare and slaps me. I laugh and then she shoves me, jumps on me, and starts making out.

We make out some more but I tell her "look look, we're too drunk, I cannot take advantage of you like this". She pauses, gives me a blank stare and looks pissed.

Me: I mean if we were sober enough yeah I'd eat you like my own cooking
Her: Yeah like your own cum (shoves me)
Me: Haha, look we've had too much to drink, I can't do this
Her: Pussy (punches me on the shoulder twice)
Me: Come on
Her: (shouting) fucking pussy!
Me: Alright look, a week from now
Her: You'll come out of the closet I know
Me: You got jokes
Her: You are a joke
Me: Wow
Her: Wish I was saying that tonight
Me: (speechless) we're drunk
Me: I mean you really want to?
Her: Nah, I came here to be read a fucking poem
Me: (gulp) we're just so drunk though
Her: And you're such a pussy
Me: One day when we meet sober you'll be on that bed with me on you and wished you had not said that
Her: Bitch please! BITCH PLEASE! (pushes me hard)
Me: (grab her and lift her up) you really want to take me on like that
Her: (grabs my hair and practically eats my face, making out)
Me: (dick gets hard and I cum, she even sees it now because I am freaking, she starts laughing while pointing at it)
Her: On that bed
Me: Wow
Her: ON THAT BED! HA! (mocks me)
Me: Wow
Her: ON THAT BED! On that bed! (loudly)

So after that, I felt embarrassed as fuck. There was a pause, she comes up to me and has a sinister life on her face, licking her lips and saying "on that bed". I roll my eyes and smile, she laughs loudly and says "on that bed".

I tell her she can stay if she wants and then she says "should I sleep ON THAT BED" while laughing. So I propose to walk her home while laughing with her but damn, I knew I blew it at this point.

She says she doesn't need a pussy walk her back, I put here over my shoulder and carry her out of the apartment. She is laughing and saying a bunch of shit, somewhat loudly but not too loudly, thankfully we made out way out fast. We ended up walking out and I ask where she lives, she laughs and says "on that bed!". Put her down and ask if she can walk home, she laughs puts a hand on my shoulder, says that she can. I decide to walk home with her anyways, awkward silence. She lives pretty close to me and I finally get her to her place, then she walks there but I grab her and kiss her. She makes out and looks at me, smiling, a sadistic enough look on her face, and then I walk away after she gets safely home.

As I walking back I hear it again "on that bed!" and a loud laugh.

I honestly, once again, felt like a fucking loser.

Get back, annoy a couple GC members asking if my laptop is dead. I am still using it but it is living on borrowed time now.

Yeah, two straight shit embarrassing experiences with good looking women. Fuck my fucking life man, fuck.

I think I might even take a break from meeting women but who fucking knows. Shit! Come on Oh Pry, this is so not you.
 
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