u/Global_Persimmon

Where do I even start, I require copious amounts of stimulation every day or I’m liable to jump off a bridge. That causes me to put myself in situations that are challenging because what else am I supposed to do if I’m not creating. Life is too easy to be enjoyable, I figured out money, I figured out women, I figured out fulfillment. There I am another day, entertaining myself through other people are how I get my rocks off now, I see a girl that I had exchanged a few words with & managed to get her whatsapp. The conversation faded as they tend to do for whatever reason.

Removing your ego for dating is the best thing you can do, I sent her a text, I know my face is all over the internet but to be difficult & mysterious I’m blocking it out. This is where looks get you, she completely forgot who I was even though we had a conversation prior. The face card & body card pushes me in the door, how I use my words keeps me there. As you can see she clearly says, she does not want to fuck me. Like you do with most things women say when you look this good, I ignore her, I see right through her contradictions to set up our date.

I was an hour late, usually I’m punctual, but it served as a nice accidental stress test on what I could get away with. This part almost never happens, she looks better than her pictures, wearing this brown dress that’s showing off her dainty figure. Immediately I’m greeted with a dap up… how quirky, I know how this is gonna go already by this point. I tell her I’m broke & that were not eating at the nice restaurant we met at, honesty is always the best policy about anything relating to money, she caught me on a bad day. Thailand offers some of the best malls I’ve ever seen so far, they’re usually conveniently close in relation to where you happen to be in any of the major cities, we agreed that’s where we’d go. Tone is the actual conversation, our words are just the semantic layering.

Our tone said everything our words couldn’t, just that mutual burning desire that’s expressed through little expressions through the body was all I needed. Sex became the topic of conversation as it always does. I’m not use to women being as direct, I’m met with a what do I want with her question? Sex? Yes I do, I don’t go into a spill on how I want more or that I’m different. I admit it, yes I want to have sex with you, in a we could go do that if you’d like to right now energy. My airbnb is too far & has another woman currently staying in it so that’s a no go. I book a private room in the hostel I normally stay at, we bolt there for what seemed like hours. In the car I notice just how bubbly she is, if this was an act I sure couldn’t tell. My annoyance quickly turned to envy throughout knowing her, I wish I could be less serious sometimes. I get told by her that she thought I was A.I at first, this got me into thinking how many women have swiped left just because I looked too good to be true?

Finally arriving,I get asked all kinds of questions from both sides about who this is, “is this your girlfriend?” “Was that your ex girlfriend that just asked if I was your girlfriend?” Ladies, it’s not enough of adiontis to go around, anyway the room looks better than I thought & even has a smart tv. Soon as we got in the room I couldn’t help myself, I’m on her like white on rice. I get the I only kiss my boyfriend speech so instead of kissing her I start to spank her on some 50 Shades Of Grey shit, she had an ass that could make a blind man see again. Making her horny as I could, pulled out of the moment I’m informed a few minutes later that we need condoms. Fuck, to 7-11 we go, condoms, lube, because I showed her my dick earlier and it spooked her. Food was next on the list, women are liable to be terrible people when they’re hungry as we all know. This sweet old lady vendor made us a bowl of something tasty & I say something tasty because I actually forgot the name, I just know it was great.

This girl is dead set on proving I’m hiding hoes by saying I’m hiding my phone, that it’s ok if I have a girlfriend, is she right? Yes, does it matter? No. Playing your cards too soon always ruins it, This wasn’t the right time to talk about it. Back to the hostel we go, I’m the one being ravaged this time, this girl is horny, I felt like the prey tonight. What commenced was a sex fueled bender that even Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas couldn’t compete with. Condoms suck, but pretty girl, new pussy, & a fat ass is a combo that almost erases that con. This angel in front of me that I’m about to ruin in many many ways even helps me put the condom on because it’s way too small. We ignored that the condom only covered a little bit over my tip. Theres so much allure to exploring a new woman’s body, figuring out makes her so different from the rest is what I love.

I start off with her in doggystyle to see her ass in motion, I stick my dick in to see she’s already creaming after a few strokes, I flip her over after I’m bored. I can’t kiss her, laying on top of her I use my mouth then hers to wet my fingers to slowly start massaging her clit with the added strawberry lube, this is when I slip my dick in & start slowly fucking her as I look into her eyes to take her soul away. It’s working, I test my lucky with a kiss, I get more than I was asking for, her whole tongue in my mouth as a result. Kissing like the distance between us was still too much. An elaborate game of Cat & Mouse starts with me wanting to take the condom off & her wanting to keep it on. Oscillating, she teases me by pushing my dick in her with no condom for 10 seconds just to know how it would feel.

The teasing lasted all night, my dick kept being grabbed as she made these cute little moans, she’d place my tip on just her entrance then rub it. The soreness finally caught up too, every touch felt like a needle being twisted into my skin. Drifting in and out of consciousness from exhaustion and insomnia I find myself being too tired to want it but too tired to say no. I let it happen, eventually I realize I can’t go to sleep like this so I decide to give in. Cat & Mouse begins again by her saying I want you to fuck me with a condom, No you don’t you sat here for an hour rubbing my pre leaking dick on your pussy, then proceeded to let me in for 10 seconds.

I know that she wants plausible deniability, she tells me she’s terrified of getting pregnant. With enough reassurance along with the fuck me eyes I manage to get my way. Physically it didn’t feel any different, my dick had lost a lot of sensitivity to it throughout this ordeal. The only time I came was from head in when I face fucked her a few hours ago. My trial version of raw vagina is up, back to the condom we go.

Prone bone domain expansion push up variation is the easiest position to cum in with a woman that’s double cheeked up, at this point I just wanted to cum for sleep purposes at this point. Reaching climax when you’ve worked this hard for it adds such a I feel accomplished level to sex. Fast asleep afterwards for only 30 minutes, 6:00 am, reality strikes again, she has to go to work. I have to get back to whatever this is.

This isn’t my baby mama, before you ask. It’s a pregnant girl I decided to meet on Tinder. I only get women that come from two parent households pregnant. I could tell she was fatherless by the way she looked. People in poverty usually have that look to them. Bored out of my mind at my dad’s trailer since I had been kicked out of my mother’s house for being a defiant whore in her eyes for the second time. My dad was the only place that made sense to go. I spent my time working at Amazon & talking to girls on Tinder.

My dad lived in the middle of nowhere, ironically I grew up in the countryside. Hated rural areas with every fiber of my being. It’s a great contrast when the city has exhausted you. Me? I was running toward something, not away. I didn’t need more time in my head. What I needed was action & being in bumfuck nowhere took that away from me. I was scared I’d be like the rest of these nobodies that lived on the outskirts of society that died with their dreams intact & nightmares fully realized.

All the days blended together like a drug binge. I don’t know how long we talked, as you know it’s never long. I match with her, say anything but the wrong thing. She’s a few months pregnant with some piece of shit’s kid. I just wanna fuck, I’m not here to be the guy that stepped up. She sends me the address & surprise surprise the Uber is $40 fucking dollars. That’s what I get for being in the middle of nowhere I guess. I pay for it, I don’t have anything else to do. I arrive to see that I’m unfortunately in the hood. Made obvious by the unemployed men that are staring me down as soon as I get out of my Uber. I see her shortly after to be guided inside to what looks like an empty apartment.

Pregnant women are hornier so there’s no time wasted. She gets in doggy almost automatically. Her ass was a lot fatter than I thought it would be once she took the pants off. It all made sense, she was made for backshots. There’s a video of mine, yes she was freaky like that. I won’t go into too much detail since you know where to find it. Half an hour of me fucking this chick on the floor. I eventually cum in her because she’s already pregnant so ay why the fuck not. We talk for a little before I go to make ourselves even more comfortable. A week or two goes by with a message from her asking me for $25 dollars. For whatever reason I was broke & said no.

Ok, for the people that have been around for a while know who this is, I try to keep things tame on YouTube & not go into too much detail in my stories, I can be a little more crazy here so I can tell the full version. Now me and this lovely lady here met at a YouTuber’s event, a smash or pass event to be specific, these are way too low class for me to attend on a normal basis so don’t judge me, I just wanted some new pussy, in the form of a threesome though. Normal shit doesn’t excite me anymore I need five thick midgets in Disney costumes all worshipping me & doing coke to get any pleasure from sex. This wasn’t exactly that but close enough as they say.

Now I was already with a girl you guys know her as IG model I know her as blank, you probably thought I was gonna tell you her name hahahaha, we make plans to go since she’s friends with the guy who’s shooting it, me I’ve never heard of him because I don’t watch bullshit on YouTube or at least try not to. After rounds of hot sweaty on camera sex with this big booty whore that I can’t seem to stop fucking, we call our Uber to the event. Now on the way there I tell her the game plan, we’re looking for a chick that looks as good as you to fuck her together, that’s the plan.

She says ok daddy heehuhe, thinking we’re on the same page I go great, another threesome in the bag, having a great threesome is harder than fighting Jon Jones, everything has to click, the ladies especially. When we get there she’s on nothing but bullshit, she tries to make me jealous with the ugliest & fattest guy that could find her. I am also introduced as the best friend instead of guy that blows her back out on the regular, I had enough of this bitch. As for the women there, an all you could fuck buffet.

I had to choose wisely, talking to one and her rejecting me could lead to a chain reaction of scaring the hoes away, I had to find a woman that looked like she did OF to make the best out of this moment, there I see the only white girl there, 5’3, green eyes, her sexy ass looked like Shego from Kim Possible, tatted up from head to toe, with a body made for the camera, I just knew she had an OF. I approach her as normally as I could at first with my name, where I’m from, etc. Now I go for the kill almost right away, “you have an OF?” with a smirk. “What?! Whoa how did you know?!” She didn’t know who she just met, I was about to make her real familiar. I showed her some of me & IG model’s videos & in return she showed me some of hers.

Now IG model that shall not be named joined the conversation & they started talking, I put us all in a group chat, the day came, I had a feeling that the IG model would back out last minute just by how she acted there. I didn’t care too much I had a new baddie I was about to spread my seed into. Now 7 being a lady of her word she came over to my apartment in the next few days. I informed her about the other girl not coming, she didn’t seem to care that much, I guess she wanted this dick all to herself. (In this moment because yes she was indeed still sharing it.) If you didn’t know already 7 was a stripper, I’ve only been to the strip club once, it wasn’t my thing. She did OF as a side gig, nothing more or less, she had no interest in going full time I think. What’s interesting is that we took a shower together, a new development for me, I can’t lie, I was extremely nervous & I think she could smell it on me.

Older than me by two years, I thought this girl was a 10, she has everything — the looks, personality, brains. I could fall in love with a stripper, I’m studying her taking a bath like the creep I am, thinking about all the ways I’m going to fuck her in my apartment. I didn’t make my move yet, I didn’t want our first time to be in my shitty small shower, where something stupid like us falling could happen, I wanted it to be a little special.

Off to my Japanese floor bed we go, there we lay, our bodies freshly washed from the bullshit of today, I asked her if she was hungry, I get a yeah, she’s vegan so we come to the compromise of ordering a pizza. That’s done, now as we’re watching whatever’s in the background at the time, we’re cuddling, I start kissing her neck working my way onto her lips as she stops me, my ego bucks up & asks what’s wrong, she tells me she doesn’t kiss people she isn’t with. As much as I love kissing I settled with her answer, there wasn’t anything left to discuss, I was ready to erase every other love out of her mind, I loved her face but my primal side that only wanted to see a fat white ass bounce & jiggle on my dick at different speeds won.

I flipped her around to see that glorious back tattoo that I couldn’t stop looking at, I find tattoos on women sexy, it reminded me of that movie The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, except 7 is way badder. Her ass looked even better arched, I put just the tip in not knowing how she’d react to my dick yet. Every time I meet a new woman I wonder how her moans will sound when we’re in this exact position, where she can feel all of me. Music to my ears, as a dom I took complete control, one hand on her hip & the other phone in hand, as I elevated my legs to go even deeper to show her what I really could do to that pussy. I fucked her in this rhythm for at least 30-40 minutes gradually speeding up if I got too easy to take, she starts throwing her ass back matching my speed, I was impressed, usually they tap out by now. Just for the sake of switching it up for the camera we switch to missionary, I massage her clit as I fuck her just to show her a good time, DING!, my doorbell rings, our pizza is here.

The video turns out great, she sleeps over until she has to go to work. I post a snippet on my Twitter and a few things happen, the IG model asks me about it, 7’s old fling is mad about it who also happened to be at the smash or pass video shoot. We see each other once or twice in between all this chaos, huge domino effect going on here. 7 FaceTimes me a few days later asking if she could stay here for a few days, reason being because she lives on the outskirts of the city & works inside of the city. Relationship things excite me while not officially being in a relationship so I say hell yeah. For starters I’m not one of those guys that fucks women, tosses them, hates them, no I love being around women even in a platonic sense. To my memory we fucked maybe two more times, we made two videos to be exact, I fucked her in that one guy’s hoodie who got angry that she had moved on quickly with me. How’d he find out you might ask? He saw the video on my Twitter, small world huh.

It’s move in day, now if my fragmented memory serves me correct our relationship took a nosedive right after I did something, it wasn’t crazy or evil just something that normally happens when you have multiple women in your life, she wasn’t too excited by the news, I didn’t have to tell her, I did just to be a decent human being. No more sexy time for us, I didn’t stop fucking the IG model between this either. Her ass was too fat & I was too horny, what kept me & 7’s friendship strong was our banter, then her bringing me food or asking if I wanted anything. I didn’t slow down what I was doing while she was there, just how fast my lifestyle was probably shook her from being romantically interested in me again. I did a few videos, went on a date or two, it’s work what can I say. I remember one time I got back from a date & she asked me why I didn’t sleep with her on the first date vs why her so fast, I answered honestly I wasn’t as interested.

We were friends before anything, it was a nice change of pace from what I’m used to with women. I needed her to stay there more than she needed to stay there. If she wanted to stay longer I honestly would have let her, if she wanted to move in she could have. Present day, we don’t talk much & she’s moved on from this fast lane lifestyle last I’ve seen, I’m never one to try to disturb people or inconvenience people with my presence so I look for permission in a lot of social instances, I just wonder if she remembers those two weeks as fondly as I do.

Dating apps have been my doorway into a world of endless possibilities as you can see with this playboy career I’ve built mostly from internet interactions. It’s a new age, get hip grandpa or get left behind in poverty & obscurity. Bumble was the one I met this girl on, I don’t know whats up with me & red heads, they just find me one after another, it could be the world telling me something or just vicious luck. I’ve had so many good women come in my life, good women that would have been great if I weren’t cursed with the affliction of artist.

Their loyalty to me was nothing more than a ploy for that same loyalty in return. My loyalty lies within my cause for greatness through expression of the self. No woman could ever tame me, it would be that same domesticated lifestyle that would zap me of everything I love about myself & therefore make me produce lesser works. I follow my spiritual ancestors related by philosophy alone, I want everything, every woman, every creative thought that runs across my consciousness, every foe that makes it so, every friend that cheers me on expecting me to win, I want the world as I am. Back to how we met.

Our first time talking we found ourselves on facetime talking about movies for way too long, following each other on letterbox exchanging taste & opinions. Films were my introduction to limitless imagination, sharing that love with someone that also felt that way felt freeing. A girl that loved the show Atlanta as much as me was rare. With girls like this I don’t remember the sex in too much detail since we had a connection right away. I introduced her to my friends at the time, went to comedy shows, I even introduced her to goth girl. She wasn’t as freaked out as the others, after having sex one time she did mention how she understands that effect my dick has on women & why they agreed to be on camera in the first place with me.

Everything felt so normal with her, not in a bad way either. I even made my famous rotel at a get together with her friends that we had at her parents house. It was a nice home, way nicer than either of my parents places. I wasn’t as jealous I moved out the hood at this point & had my nice apartment in an area where white people weren’t afraid to jog.

She had green eyes, a face that looked too innocent to be with me, long red hair & stood at 5’3 maybe. I fucked her face like an animal in her bedroom once. She wanted to drain me until I busted in her mouth & it was my objective to make her wish come true. I don’t usually cum from head, dont ask me why, maybe I fuck too much. She’s determined, a few more strokes using her mouth till I bust in her mouth. Like a good girl she swallows every single drop. I hated having to ask so I never do. Asking to be wanted in every way ruins the moment in my head. I feel like a sex crazed Max Payne with the way these stories are told, maybe thats a part of the charm.

We went to a small comedy club for a date. A few things happened, I was told that I looked like asap rocky. That I had a pure white girl with me, like she’s the pinnacle out of all the type of white girls you could have. It was quite the night. I didn’t care if this bitch was white, blue, purple, green, orange, burgundy. No chick gets special treatment by simply existing, I care about their service. There was this one time that she softly said we should stop seeing each other in a romantic way to switch to just a sexual way. There came a point where she just slowly faded out of my life which was probably for the best.

One night we had plans to meet up with the freaky couple from reddit that became my friends. Not for any freaky stuff mind you just a night out on the town. When I think about it, I did invite her to meet two women I have had sex with. Writing this makes me realize that may have played a part in her decision. Like the romantic I am, I suggested we should go together. In a motherly tone that I picked up through text, “she goes hey you should really get a car dude” I did not like that.

My lifestyle was low commitment, lets have fun at any moment curated. A car when I could walk or uber anywhere I needed to at anytime felt stupid. I wanted to get ahead not be stuck in the same cycle by getting things I didn’t need. A girl like that would never understand a guy like me. She was too normal to be anything besides a phase. I feel like a cowboy, instead of a town its someones life that I drift into & out to the next.

Since the absurdity is the norm in my case there are times where I’m reminded when I’ve went against social norms head first, reading, watching a insightful youtube video. Women don’t plague my mind as much as you may think. I met this girl around the time I met the stripper, we met on tinder around when the stripper stayed with me. The nerdy black girl with a great body who you know is a freak. My rule that I broke sometimes was that if a girl was in my normal rotation (women I didn’t make sexy time videos with) they have to pay for mostly everything we do. To be fair I never asked this chick to appear in anything explicit, my thought process was that if she wanted to she’d ask to be apart of it, she knew everything.

Intellectually she did stimulate me way more than most women, she at least appeared interested in frame works, self actualization, I found the effort incredibly sexy. I’ll fuck a retarded bitch all day, I just would never realistically have anything meaningful with them because after sex you’re gonna scroll your phone showing me different tiktoks about shit I don’t have the mental capacity for, I’ll sit there and act like I’m interested so you can shut up. Bare with me, my memories of her are jumbled we had a lot of sex & it just kinda meshed together, however I do remember this part.

One day she wanted to come over desperately & obviously knew that I wouldn’t pay for it. I didn’t pry too much because I really don’t care how you get to my apartment long as you do. I get told she’s on the way, roughly two minutes away, I do this thing where I go outside prematurely like the world’s best golden retriever to see some of them faster. A truck pulls up and there she goes, There I am standing in the hot sun, light glistening on my abs, ready to rearrange her pussy like a rubix cube. Greetings out the way, once were inside she starts telling me about how much of a bitch her ex that drove her here is. How he wants to get back together & that he was screaming at her on the way here. Not sure if he said anything about me or if she just didn’t mention what he said , all nice things I bet.

I didn’t have much to say but “yeah he is a bitch” I couldn’t disagree, he technically is, dropping your ex off to get donkey fucked by me? Long dick Tryone? Although knowing where you fit on the male hierarchy is a super power, letting you know how to capitalize on your strengths & strengthen your weaknesses. Back to fucking part, I remember her riding the hell out of my dick, looking me directly in my eyes. I tell her okay! I’m about to cum get off. Maybe she didn’t hear me haha get off! Oh she has selective hearing since I’ve repeated myself a few times now.

She starts riding me even harder, It definitely turned me on knowing that she wanted my cum in her that bad. Enough to ignore me saying get off of me & then having the audacity to ride my dick even harder to make me cum in her faster. Instead of throwing her off of me I give in, I cum in her against my better judgement. No idea if she was on birth control or not, that makes it hotter. Clinically I’m a sex addict with a breeding kink, that needs help. Artistically, I’m just expressive & it’s another thursday. I seen her a few more times afterwards until we ran our course. She technically became my girlfriend for a few days & expected to stay at my apartment for far longer than I wanted to, I just finished playing house with the stripper after all. She is bisexual & did reach out to one of my video vixens to fuck funnily enough small world.