Monumentally magnificent and painfully pathetic sex you passed up

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  1. D_Pat Fanny

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    Surely you have been presented with the lay of a lifetime and somehow let it slip through your fingers (or legs) or wisely did not take advantage of a ghastly sexual experience. Tell us about one and/or the other. Mine happened both in one semester in college. I (a grad student) was auditing an undergraduate lab and had a lab partner that I regarded as the most gorgeous femme fatale I had ever seen. I kept her laughing most of the time we were supposed to be seriously educating ourselves, with my crazy commentary and ridiculing myself. I saw no sexual overtures of any kind from her and just enjoyed secretly lusting after her. Later I learned from some senior frat boys that I met on campus that I was the biggest fool at school – told me that she was regarded as hottest babe on campus and an insatiable sex goddess in bed. She told her gfs and then word got to bfs that she wanted me to ask her out on a date since she really liked funny guys. Well she had graduated by then and there I was the poor sap who could not read her come on invitation.

    The almost ghastly experience happened with equipment manager in one department who had reputation of hitting on cute girls and guys apparently with complete immunity. He was a huge brute of a guy and one day in stock room alone with him he began making very obvious moves so I just decided to leave and not let this happen again but he cornered me and said I was driving him crazy, he wanted to do things to me and would give me great pleasure. He turned his back and to prove his point, spun around and revealed a completely toothless smile. Projectile vomiting seemed an appropriate response or a kick in the balls, but I managed to give a polite refusal and thanked him for the tour of the area and then ran like crazy. Other guys later told me that the same thing happened to them but mostly they cussed him out; extreme gentlemen they were not.
     
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  2. erratic

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    Hmmm. Nothing as gross as your ghastly equipment manager, but I had someone blatantly, obviously try to pick me up at a magazine stand. Dude had a great suit, great smile and perfect skin. He was so ideal he must have either been a total workhorse in bed or a total serial killer. Either way I missed out on something.

    The friend I was with was being all needy and "I just got dumped" so I figured it would be rude to ditch her for some guy with perfect teeth.
     
  3. Gatling

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    We had a "missed opportunity thread" in February. Here was my post.

    My unconsummated stripper date.

    No bullshit, a Las Vegas stripper. She was a 9 (at least). 5'10", 135, built, blonde, beautiful. Let's call her Hotstripper. It is killing me to write this.

    My two friends and I arrive at the stripclub at midnight. We've been playing poker so I'm totally sober (unusual for me in Vegas but I can't drink and play poker).

    While we wander looking for a table we collect a couple of girls. Eventually, we settle in at a table and I start chatting up Hotstripper. Ordinarily I arrive at these places drunk and spend my time fucking around with the girls heads, getting dances, you know, the usual stupid guy stuff.

    I start gaming Hotstripper. Turns out she's smart. At some point my buddy heads to the VIP Room, spends all his cash, tells me he's leaving, and returns two hours later (wallet replenished) to find me still chatting with Hotstripper. He leans down and asks, "how much have you spent on this girl." I reply, truthfully, "nothing."

    He looks (rightly) stunned. I tell him we are on a date. She laughs and nods her head in agreement.

    For those of you familiar with the recently faddish seduction theories, all I really did was project total confidence and indifference to her views about me. For example, she left at one point to go dance for her ex boyfriend, and was worried that I'd be upset, I showed total indifference. She told me that I was the most confident person she had ever met.

    Ultimately she gave me a dance or two, I got hard, and she really began to flip out. (See this post has some relevance to the LPSG!)

    She told me, and my buddy that she wanted to fuck me. Repeatedly.

    I'm married; I turned her down; but damm that slogan "what happens in Vegas . . . "

    Now for the doubters: (1) I've been to Vegas millions of times, and cannot count the occassions I've been propositioned for prostitution (by strippers and girls in casinos), this was not the case here, you'll just have to trust me. (2) I'm not the guy who walks into strip clubs, or anywhere else, and picks up women like this (5'6", bald, goofy looking, but in great shape).

    This one keeps me up at nights sometimes. Damm she was hot.
     
  4. slickthroat

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    Was in Amsterdam at some club, I think it was called the Cockring, a place in the heart of the red light district, with a backroom. Went to the bathroom. The door opens and this hot buff shirtless guy comes out. He has those classic dark european, elegant chiseled features with soft stubble, smooth ripped chest and beads of sweat glistening on his skin. He looks at me, and pulls me into the the bathroom. Before I know what is going on he pulls down my pants and goes to town on my cock looking up at my face while taking it in. From what few words he says, his accent tells me that he is french.....man they have the oral gift....after a few minutes he tells me that he need to go on. I find out that he is the gogo dancer, and now on stage, and he continues to track me from where he is dancing, staring at me while he is on stage.

    Back then I was kind of new to the whole gay scene, with their casual sex mores, and was turned on, but a bit freaked out as well, so I left out of insecurity. Man though I wish that I had spent an evening with him. Just a few minutes and you could tell, he was talented, and I do love the french.....

    unfortunately my early life and especially that trip, is filled with unfulfilled potential. Back then it seemed that hot sex was around every corner (guess Europeans, and especially the French, have a thing for asians), but I was too chickenshit to embrace the moment.
     
  5. Crece

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    When I was 24 I worked in an office and the receptionist was this spunky horny little girl who liked me. She had a GREAT, GREAT ass, she was very thin, little waist, but nice big (not huge) round ass. I mean it was a thing of beauty, the catch is that I had a girlfriend at the time.

    Well, we became friends, talked alot, then began talking alot about sex. This girl was a self proclaimed nympho, she would tell me that she got fucked by a huge guy the other day, or that she was with her boyfriend and they invited another girl in. She would eat her pussy while the bf fucked her doggy style. etc. Well, one day, she asked me to pull it out and for some reason I didn't, she tried like 4 other times. We went to lunch and then asked me if she could give me head in the parking lot, there were lots of people so i said no. Then she came at me while i was at my office but my boss was in the next office so no, then she took me into the closet this one time and asked if she could suck my dick but i could hear people outside so i said no :mad: The last time she tried, and she would've succeeded was this one Saturday morning when she was going to go out of town, she decided to hunt me down at my apt.complex and when she got there couldn't remember the apt# and I had my cell turned off :mad: If she would've met me that day she would've gotten the dicking she was looking for because i still recall i had raging morning wood that morning.

    To this day, 7 years later, I still think... what would it have been like........ :(
     
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