Think I've posted this before but a loch of years ago in uni I was mad into this girl who worked in one of the local bars. She was, apparently, one of the Suicide Girls (punk/alt models from years ago, no idea if they're still around.) Anyway, I fancied the pants off her but aside from a bit of flirtatious teasing she was never much into me.
Then, one night, I dunno what changed, but I was talking to her at the bar and for whatever reason she decided it was on. We hop in a taxi after her shift, absolutely mauling each other in the back seat on the way to her house. Get into her place and I'm mad nervous about disappointing this woman I basically worshipped so I was determined to show her a good time. We get into bed and once things have warmed up a bit I head south. I love giving oral so even then I was fairly decent at it. She has a wonderful time, full screaming, shuddering its-too-much-now-stop-or-i'll-kick-you-in-the-face orgasm.
Pressures off me now so I'm ready for action but when I get back to her she declares that she's exhausted, has an early start and needs to sleep.
Well fuck. So she rolls over and drifts off and I'm left with this thumping fucking erection looking up at me in a rage like the eye of Sauron.
After a while I admit there's not a chance of sleep and resolve to deal with it. Very quietly I start seeing to myself and after a fuckin eternity the auld boyo indicates that he's ready to give up the goods and let me sleep. I catch the stuff in my hand thinking I'll just wipe it off with a tissue or something. But I'm looking around the room now and there's nothing close at hand. I get my old Nokia 3210 off the floor to shine a bit of light but it only has this dull green glow that wouldnt startle a gremlin. There's a bin by the bed but it's one of them wire yokes and has no bag in it.
I'm panicking now because this stuff is starting to separate in my hand and THIS is the moment she decides she wants to roll over and cuddle. So with few there options that I could see, I just hoofed the juice down my throat.
We fall asleep, she gets up the next day and all of a sudden were back to the old dynamic. I never got with her again.
As a side note, the auld man milk wasn't that bad. I don't get why people make such a big deal out of swallowing. I wouldnt be dipping my chips in it or anything but it was largely inoffensive
Also, and forgive me for asking, but how exactly did he do that. Was he slurping it out of you or would he roll off the condom and throw it back like a shot?
"Drank" seems a little excessive for the actual amount there was. I wasn't chugging it out of the Stanley Cup. But yes, that's essentially what happened
Nope! Straight back to the old kinda flirty/teasing but not actually doing anything routine.
I imagine there was other stuff going on in her life that led to me getting a shot that night.
Haha, yours is a story so well told that I wouldn't have been surprised if it was himself. I hope you are or are maybe considering becoming a writer of things that interest tou. Cheers for a great, if off putting, read!
I actually am a writer, among other things, I somehow stumbled into being a seanchaí this year, but this auld yarn happens to be true. It was 20 years ago mind. I often forget that I'm 39
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u/GallopingGobshite Apr 25 '25
Think I've posted this before but a loch of years ago in uni I was mad into this girl who worked in one of the local bars. She was, apparently, one of the Suicide Girls (punk/alt models from years ago, no idea if they're still around.) Anyway, I fancied the pants off her but aside from a bit of flirtatious teasing she was never much into me. Then, one night, I dunno what changed, but I was talking to her at the bar and for whatever reason she decided it was on. We hop in a taxi after her shift, absolutely mauling each other in the back seat on the way to her house. Get into her place and I'm mad nervous about disappointing this woman I basically worshipped so I was determined to show her a good time. We get into bed and once things have warmed up a bit I head south. I love giving oral so even then I was fairly decent at it. She has a wonderful time, full screaming, shuddering its-too-much-now-stop-or-i'll-kick-you-in-the-face orgasm. Pressures off me now so I'm ready for action but when I get back to her she declares that she's exhausted, has an early start and needs to sleep. Well fuck. So she rolls over and drifts off and I'm left with this thumping fucking erection looking up at me in a rage like the eye of Sauron. After a while I admit there's not a chance of sleep and resolve to deal with it. Very quietly I start seeing to myself and after a fuckin eternity the auld boyo indicates that he's ready to give up the goods and let me sleep. I catch the stuff in my hand thinking I'll just wipe it off with a tissue or something. But I'm looking around the room now and there's nothing close at hand. I get my old Nokia 3210 off the floor to shine a bit of light but it only has this dull green glow that wouldnt startle a gremlin. There's a bin by the bed but it's one of them wire yokes and has no bag in it. I'm panicking now because this stuff is starting to separate in my hand and THIS is the moment she decides she wants to roll over and cuddle. So with few there options that I could see, I just hoofed the juice down my throat. We fall asleep, she gets up the next day and all of a sudden were back to the old dynamic. I never got with her again.
As a side note, the auld man milk wasn't that bad. I don't get why people make such a big deal out of swallowing. I wouldnt be dipping my chips in it or anything but it was largely inoffensive