Dennis the Menace 2 The Other Girl
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Well, guess it's my turn now.
Hi guys, I'm Dennis. I'm glad to be here, I guess. Not really. More that there's obviously something wrong with me, so I guess this is my best option. I'm twenty-five. This story happened when I was nineteen. You guys aren't going to like it, but I'm going to tell it anyway.
I believe her name was Katie. She was petit, brown-haired, wore a white t-shirt with glitter on it and short cut-off denim shorts. She must have been a freshman like myself. We both went to college in Maine.
In the dorm room of one of my buddies. We were having what was supposed to be a dress-up cocktail party. It had turned in to just drinking. Katie was there with several girlfriends. Because I had drank about 7 shots of tequila and felt very confident, I approached her and made some comment about how she looked like she'd just walked out of the Disney Channel studios. Her girlfriends were completely offended by me, but Katie kept listening.
I had guessed by looking at her that she was the type of girl who would listen to my bullshit and that I could eventually turn her on by going into overwhelm-mode. I was right. She was drinking vodka cranberries and I teased her about that also. I tested her intelligence by telling her I was a professor. She believed me for a few minutes. I approached her closer and closer, gradually, while we talked. Eventually, we were looking in to each other's eyes with each word. I let her start talking about her life after a while. She mentioned she had just broken up with her boyfriend back home, wasn't sure about this place, still didn't know what she wanted to study...
I took another shot and decided to take a gamble. I asked her if her boyfriend had satisfied her. She sort of looked confused and expectant and asked in what way. I told her to interpret it as she wanted. She took a few seconds before answering no, not really. After that, I bent down and kissed her on the cheek. She'd been expecting me to kiss her on the mouth, but I wanted to tease her. I knew that the deal was sealed at that point.
Let's just say that I had more game than most of my peers and had learned, through a lot of trial and error, what aspects of my personality were seductive to a certain type of female. This ability ended up having more negative consequences than good, which is why I'm here. But in this particular instance, it's also true that Katie was the one to take my hand and tug me away as I was talking with my friend Jeff shortly after kissing her on the cheek. She led me out the door and we got some ways down the hallway and then she just grabbed me and started french-kissing me right there in the hallway. So it isn't like I took all the initiative or like she didn't want me.
At first, she was hesitant about fucking, but I persuaded her that it would be really special for both of us. We had gone over to my dorm and we were lying on the couch in the common area, kissing. I told her that I'd never met a girl who seemed quite like her, who seemed so intelligent but so alone . This made her happy enough to pull off my shirt as we kissed and she began feeling my cock, which was very hard. I unbuttoned her shorts and slid my hand down, massaging her clit through her silk panties. She got very breathy, and as I felt her getting wet, she dug her fingers in to my shoulders. It hurt, because her nails were so long.
I went to my room and opened my door, but my roommate was asleep and he'd already been pissed at me for hooking up with a girl while he was there in the room, so I decided we would have to do it on the couch. So I got back to Katie. She asked me where were going and I told her right there and started kissing her all over, giving her a hickey, and then I undressed her. She asked if I had protection and I told her I would pull out, it would be fine. She laughed nervously about the fact that she was about to fuck a guy almost in public, but I could tell she was excited about it also. She undressed me.
At first we fucked regular missionary on the couch, but then she turned and sat on top of me and said she wanted me to do her hard like this. So I bounced her up and down and she moved her legs like a lever to also work it. I remember, and it might have been something about my drunkenness or the flourescent lights, her entire body being flushed red. As if sex was causing blood to rush in to her tits and torso. She was increasingly loud, and at one point I reached up and cupped my hand over her mouth and angrily whispered something like, "Shut up." I remember she just tilted her head back further so my hand slid down from her mouth. Her vagina was super fucking wet and felt really tight. She looked like she had waxed really recently.
Anyway, the inevitable happened. As Katie was riding on top of me, yelping with each stroke of my cock, this really annoying guy stuck his head out of his dorm room to see what was happening. I think his name was Simon. I heard the door open and looked back over the couch armrest and there he was. The first thing I thought of doing was mimicking Katie. So I moaned, "Uuuh aaaahhh, Simon, yeah, watch me, watch me harder, uuuhhh." That got him to fuck off.
Katie had two orgasms in a row. Her legs felt clenched around me when I started cumming inside her. I realized that I'd forgotten about pulling out. So I pulled out halfway through blowing my load and jizzed on her stomach and on the couch. Holy fuck, I was getting expelled. That's what I thought afterwards. But this was a time in my life where I acted like I was afraid of nothing and genuinely didn't care about getting booted from college.
Katie sat on my chest for a few moments and her wet pussy lips felt awkward on my ribcage. We were catching our breath. Then I heard someone, I believe my RA, swing open her door and scream at us that she could not believe what we just did, that we broke so many rules and she was calling the cops. Katie called out that she was sorry. She was really freaked out. She climbed off of me and I tried to calm her down, but she was angry. She told me in this angry whisper that I'd said I'd pull out and why did we do this. As she put on her clothes, she asked nobody in particular why she just fucked me and cursed herself. I asked her if she wanted me to walk her back to her dorm and she slapped me and said fuck you. Then she ran out of my dorm.
I couldn't think of what else to do, so I went back to my room, wiped off my cock and my chest with a bunch of tissues and passed out.
The next day I had a pretty terrible hangover. Also, I was suspended. And kicked out of the dorm. But amazingly, never expelled. Not long after, I ran in to Katie on campus. I tried talking to her and she ignored me. Then she sent me a Facebook message demanding my phone number. When I saw this, I thought, Oh shit. I gave her my number and expected the worst.
But Katie never called me. I moved on to other women. A ton of other women. Whenever possible, I talked them in to unprotected sex. Some of them were on the pill, others weren't. I didn't care. I craved it. I was an angry, self-loathing, horny nihilist for the next three years and I'm amazed now how many girls let themselves fall for me.
That's my story. Hate me now? Great, that's what I thought.
Okay Jim, it's all you.
Hi guys, I'm Dennis. I'm glad to be here, I guess. Not really. More that there's obviously something wrong with me, so I guess this is my best option. I'm twenty-five. This story happened when I was nineteen. You guys aren't going to like it, but I'm going to tell it anyway.
I believe her name was Katie. She was petit, brown-haired, wore a white t-shirt with glitter on it and short cut-off denim shorts. She must have been a freshman like myself. We both went to college in Maine.
In the dorm room of one of my buddies. We were having what was supposed to be a dress-up cocktail party. It had turned in to just drinking. Katie was there with several girlfriends. Because I had drank about 7 shots of tequila and felt very confident, I approached her and made some comment about how she looked like she'd just walked out of the Disney Channel studios. Her girlfriends were completely offended by me, but Katie kept listening.
I had guessed by looking at her that she was the type of girl who would listen to my bullshit and that I could eventually turn her on by going into overwhelm-mode. I was right. She was drinking vodka cranberries and I teased her about that also. I tested her intelligence by telling her I was a professor. She believed me for a few minutes. I approached her closer and closer, gradually, while we talked. Eventually, we were looking in to each other's eyes with each word. I let her start talking about her life after a while. She mentioned she had just broken up with her boyfriend back home, wasn't sure about this place, still didn't know what she wanted to study...
I took another shot and decided to take a gamble. I asked her if her boyfriend had satisfied her. She sort of looked confused and expectant and asked in what way. I told her to interpret it as she wanted. She took a few seconds before answering no, not really. After that, I bent down and kissed her on the cheek. She'd been expecting me to kiss her on the mouth, but I wanted to tease her. I knew that the deal was sealed at that point.
Let's just say that I had more game than most of my peers and had learned, through a lot of trial and error, what aspects of my personality were seductive to a certain type of female. This ability ended up having more negative consequences than good, which is why I'm here. But in this particular instance, it's also true that Katie was the one to take my hand and tug me away as I was talking with my friend Jeff shortly after kissing her on the cheek. She led me out the door and we got some ways down the hallway and then she just grabbed me and started french-kissing me right there in the hallway. So it isn't like I took all the initiative or like she didn't want me.
At first, she was hesitant about fucking, but I persuaded her that it would be really special for both of us. We had gone over to my dorm and we were lying on the couch in the common area, kissing. I told her that I'd never met a girl who seemed quite like her, who seemed so intelligent but so alone . This made her happy enough to pull off my shirt as we kissed and she began feeling my cock, which was very hard. I unbuttoned her shorts and slid my hand down, massaging her clit through her silk panties. She got very breathy, and as I felt her getting wet, she dug her fingers in to my shoulders. It hurt, because her nails were so long.
I went to my room and opened my door, but my roommate was asleep and he'd already been pissed at me for hooking up with a girl while he was there in the room, so I decided we would have to do it on the couch. So I got back to Katie. She asked me where were going and I told her right there and started kissing her all over, giving her a hickey, and then I undressed her. She asked if I had protection and I told her I would pull out, it would be fine. She laughed nervously about the fact that she was about to fuck a guy almost in public, but I could tell she was excited about it also. She undressed me.
At first we fucked regular missionary on the couch, but then she turned and sat on top of me and said she wanted me to do her hard like this. So I bounced her up and down and she moved her legs like a lever to also work it. I remember, and it might have been something about my drunkenness or the flourescent lights, her entire body being flushed red. As if sex was causing blood to rush in to her tits and torso. She was increasingly loud, and at one point I reached up and cupped my hand over her mouth and angrily whispered something like, "Shut up." I remember she just tilted her head back further so my hand slid down from her mouth. Her vagina was super fucking wet and felt really tight. She looked like she had waxed really recently.
Anyway, the inevitable happened. As Katie was riding on top of me, yelping with each stroke of my cock, this really annoying guy stuck his head out of his dorm room to see what was happening. I think his name was Simon. I heard the door open and looked back over the couch armrest and there he was. The first thing I thought of doing was mimicking Katie. So I moaned, "Uuuh aaaahhh, Simon, yeah, watch me, watch me harder, uuuhhh." That got him to fuck off.
Katie had two orgasms in a row. Her legs felt clenched around me when I started cumming inside her. I realized that I'd forgotten about pulling out. So I pulled out halfway through blowing my load and jizzed on her stomach and on the couch. Holy fuck, I was getting expelled. That's what I thought afterwards. But this was a time in my life where I acted like I was afraid of nothing and genuinely didn't care about getting booted from college.
Katie sat on my chest for a few moments and her wet pussy lips felt awkward on my ribcage. We were catching our breath. Then I heard someone, I believe my RA, swing open her door and scream at us that she could not believe what we just did, that we broke so many rules and she was calling the cops. Katie called out that she was sorry. She was really freaked out. She climbed off of me and I tried to calm her down, but she was angry. She told me in this angry whisper that I'd said I'd pull out and why did we do this. As she put on her clothes, she asked nobody in particular why she just fucked me and cursed herself. I asked her if she wanted me to walk her back to her dorm and she slapped me and said fuck you. Then she ran out of my dorm.
I couldn't think of what else to do, so I went back to my room, wiped off my cock and my chest with a bunch of tissues and passed out.
The next day I had a pretty terrible hangover. Also, I was suspended. And kicked out of the dorm. But amazingly, never expelled. Not long after, I ran in to Katie on campus. I tried talking to her and she ignored me. Then she sent me a Facebook message demanding my phone number. When I saw this, I thought, Oh shit. I gave her my number and expected the worst.
But Katie never called me. I moved on to other women. A ton of other women. Whenever possible, I talked them in to unprotected sex. Some of them were on the pill, others weren't. I didn't care. I craved it. I was an angry, self-loathing, horny nihilist for the next three years and I'm amazed now how many girls let themselves fall for me.
That's my story. Hate me now? Great, that's what I thought.
Okay Jim, it's all you.
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