Beginning of it All (pt.1)

September 15, 2007

So this is basically my first blog on all of this.

after reading so many other blogs, you know, about whores, call girls, nymphos, college prostituites, i said “hey, why not make one of your own” as if me detailed sex life could ever bore anyone. but really, why the fuck not?

so let me start off about myself, and how i ended up the way i am:

one gloomy day, i was bored out of my mind, and like the rest of bored people, i decided to browse craigslist for a few good laughs (those people always find away to make me feel better about myself).  so the rants and raves were becomign boring, so i decided, let’s look at the casual encounters! GOOD IDEA!

and i did.

boy did i get a laugh out of the things these people had to say.
really, some people were looking to be shitted on, others were talking of “golden showers”, and then there were old guys talking about looing for sons, i’m like WTF?! these people are parents, married, and freaks, but at the same time, it was intriging and interesting, and kind of lazy to know that i can get sex at the click of a button. boy do i love technology.  so i posted an ad. yep, me, a “real” female, posted an ad that wasn’t spam.
but thats not the bad part.
i was a virgin when i posted this ad. i didn’t think i was really going to go through it, but then the motions sat in, and i was horny, and i wasn’t looking to masturbate, or ask some bitch to fuck me, so i said, ‘what the hell!’…and went on with it.

the first guy i answered back, we’ll just call him “D”, was cool to talk to, nice, and seemed funny. when i posted my ad, i said i don’t care to know what you look like, because you’re not getting a picture of me, i mean, would you want your picture on some strange dudes computer, knowing you’re about to meet for sex? what if he has something and says he got it from you, and posts your picture on every forum with the word “WHORE” on it?
no. i wasn’t risking it. so i just gave a good description of myself, and told him im basically fuckable (even though i think that all people who have penises and vaginas are fuckable, i just had to make him make sure he’d want to do me) so it was decided, i was going to meet this guy, and possibly fuck him in the future. i was very specific though that the first time we meet, we weren’t fucking (i mean, i was a virigin, and he was talking about fucking in a park? how cute). so eventually, we meet at a train station at like three in the morning. this guy was talking a whole lot of game, saying he’s attractive, he’s this, he’s that. and all and all, he was the most grotesque looking thing i’ve ever seen besides pictures of rosie o’donnell (no one’s uglier than that walrus). but really, he was so gross looking. his face looked like he got hit with a pan with it. i wanted to puke, but i had to be nice, i mean, he did pay for a cab, and got lost along the way and had to walk a while, so why the fuck not? i was just trying to talk abouit things of life and stuff, but this dude was persistent in trying to fuck me at that moment…and i was just so abashed, i kept beating around the bush, making up excuses and really, the excuse i should’ve made was that i had a vagina with teeth.
or that i had herpes. but i doubt that would’ve scared mick-jagger-looking-like-he-got-hit-with-a-frying-pan away.
i doubt hes had pussy ever, or in a long time, but anyways…
i tell him the next day, definitely, we could fuck. and he still wasnt budging, but then i said i promise, and after that, he said okay, and walked me half way home (do you think i want this creep to know where i live?)

he didn’t call back the next day. and i was relieved.
i deleted him and ignored him on aim.

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