« Reply #47 on: July 24, 2010, 05:43:27 PM »
i was at the gym trying to lose some fat that ive gained over the years (i blame 7-11) when i got the golden message. "my parents aren't home you little virgin". i ran, and as i ran my johnson lee gradually grew until it maxed-out right as i passed stacy's house. stacy was levels too high for a lower-middle-class faced pizza n coke n nachos lover like me, but passing her house definitely did help me feel more aroused for gloria, the 30 year old ever quest master. i met her on omegle video as she was sharing her tits with strangers. although it was mostly her fat that made them so oversized, you could tell by the look on her face that she was proud of them. she opened the conversation with a report on how many men she has milked over the screen. she looked down and i heard typing sounds. "30 a day, sometimes 50 when im feeling sexy. u next hon?" after accidentally flashing lots of men with my 5 incher which i was obviously not proud of, after losing thousands of penis standoffs with many other cam jackers, i was ready to cum for any f(/sh)emale who could prove to me was not a fake stream. i told her to smile and nod her head while waving both hands towards the screen. she did so in a slutty manner and then my penis felt high for around 4 seconds as i made sure my cam was pointing at my erupting pagina. she left her hotmail addy and disconnected. a snack for later.
a few hours later i was feeling rather horny again after sitting through david lynch's inland empire with my 12 year old brother. we were both feeling a little lightheaded. my brother told me he had to go study for a test and went into his room. i knew what the fucker was up to. ive found his toys, ive found his dvds.
so i was ready to bust a load, and i remembered i got that sluts hotmail so i added her and she was online. after chatting for 30 minutes she agreed to show my her vagina if i paypal'd her 5 bucks. i didn't really have anything else to spend my money on so i sent the money. when she received it she looked satisfied. then she started looking at me with a serious look on her failure of a face. its so easy to tell when a girl wants you. she then pointed the camera down to her lower body. she was wearing black panties. she jabbed her finger into her private area and gave me a peek of her pussy and it looked like a mcdonalds hamburger. as i pulled out my thing my brother walked in on me and i quickly hid it and hit the emergency button. i slammed it just in time. "you sure love the news. keeping up to date eh? im going to bed. good night.". "good night" i said as i skimmed through nytimes.com, slightly irritated.
when i came back on cam gloria was giggling. then she drank some diet pepsi out of the 2L bottle she bought because it was cheaper than the can. i asked her where she lived. she said i live with my parents in oklahoma. then it hit me. you work at dollar 4 u! "you look hot in your dollar 4 u apron baby. what else you sell for a dollar huh? lol"
she looked thrilled. she told me that she would let me know the next time her parents weren't home so i could annihilate her. i was as desperate as a man at a night club.
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"ok be there in 10 min gloria my love."
as i pounded her cornbeef realized that sex was simply over rated. "virgins are my favorite to fuck" gloria said when i entered her parent's house, so i was expecting way more. her elastic canal smelt like expired eggs, tuna, and burning plastic. flap flap flap. then i heard the sound of a fart and i said "gloria, jesus". she grinned and rode me faster. it smelt like garbage, and i was ready to vomit onto gloria's jiggling flesh. then a commercial came on with cameron diaz endorsing shampoo or tampons or tissue paper or something of that manner. i imagined i was fucking her instead of gloria and i managed to finish. right after the short duration of penis high i started to feel ashamed. so this is how i lost my virginity. this is my life. what now? back to drugs i guess.
so i haven't had any sex since that. the days go bye, children are born, people die, and sometimes its even hard for me to grasp the simple fact that i am alive. social anxiety and depression has left me with a computer screen to stare at and a chair to sit on. i probably wouldn't even realize it if you punched me in the face. im very sorry about taking up so much space in this thread, and appreciate it so much if you read about my experience. i will be here, waiting, for anything because right now, i feel like i've got nothing.
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