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Looking for someone to roleplay this with me..........*S* the girl will be scornful, think he's a geek, but will be secretly very turned on by the idea of making his dirty fantasies come true!



VirginMale

What the hell is wrong with me? Why can't I talk to girls in the same way as I do to my friends? As soon as I see anyone I fancy, I start to stutter uncontrollably and my face turns all red. It's SO embarassing! I know my job as a computer programmer isn't sexy, my friends have all told me I look a geek in these glasses, someone even told me I was good-looking without them, maybe I should get rid of them.
The trouble is, when I'm talking to a girl, or trying to, my mouth is trying to stutter out pleasantries, while my mind is imagining all sorts of filthy perverted disgusting things I want to be doing with them, I'm sure girls can just read my mind!!
I know girls don't like those sorts of things, they like to be treated respectfully, they don't want some guy stuttering out his dirty fantasies
ohhh yes let me slide my big hard cock between your big soft titties let me squirt my seed all over your face neck tits let me spank you till you beg for mercy rub my cock all over your ass cheeks squirt down your throat ride my cock like a cowgirl
See what I mean? and that's just the start........there are other things that are too dirty for me even to mention on here.
Another thing, I think most girls are out of my league anyway, maybe I should just stay away from them. Well - I'm going to a bar tonight, some of my friends wil be there, I'm just going to try and have a good time with them. No girls.
 
Oh, what is wrong with me? Why is life so hard? I look in the mirror and see a relatively attractive girl. She is 18 and has dark hair barely reaching her shoulders. Her green-blue eyes stear with a deep, comfertable look. She has a round, pretty face, and her body is neighter to skinny or to large. Everything about her is well propotioned, and she is a nice-looking girl.
So why do i feel so strange when i look at her in the mirror? Why dont i like who i see?
I guess my biggest problem is that im to shy. I don`t dare to talk to the boys. I even have problems talking to friends. And talking about friends, they are always trying to get me to go out with them. Always going to clubs and home-alone party`s getting drunk.
Well... I am 18, so i guess thats not to bad. Well one night my friends dragged me to yet another bar/club. But that night turned out not to be so bad after all...

(OKEY, THE BALL`S ON YOU`RE SIDE OF THE COURT)
 
Right, I say to myself, no girls.

I push my way into the club, and fight my way up to the bar. I don't know how long I'm standing there, but finally, after an age, the guy comes over, i order my drinks.
It;s hot, and crowded, and I scan the room looking for anyone I might know. As I turn, out pf the corner of my eye I see a very pretty girl, with a low-cut dress, standing just behind me.

Don't even look

but of course in that glimpse I know she's wearing a low-cut top, that her breasts are full and alabaster pale, and they're straining against the skimpy material. But you're not going to look any more, because you'll just end up staring and then make a fool of yourself.

The drinks arrive, I thank the barman and pick them up, turning around to look for my seat. But as I'm turning, there's a sudden jolt against my arm, and the drinks spill a little. I'm angry now, turning around to say something, but then when I do turn ohdeargod there's this girl there, looking absolutely gorgeous, and I'm completely stuck for something to say.

She is WAY out of my league.....................

"uhmm......I'm sorry (why am I apologising?) I didn't know you were standing there........uhmmm..........I'll just get out of your way............"
 
<This bar suck,> i think to myself. But then thats usually what i think when i walk in to a bar. I just cant wait to get wasted, its the only way i can get throug another one of this out-with-my-friends-night.
<Oh look, theres Lisa,> my friend, Laura says. <Com, lets go talk to her.>
<No, i hate LIsa,> i say. <She`s such a "pritty little prinsess" with a bad attitude. I`ll just go get a bear.>
I don`t really cear for bear. It tastes like piss and i have to drink a hole lot of it to get drunk. But im only 18, so thats all i can by.
Standing in line at the bar is my leats favorite thing. Its so crowded.
As it was my turn to order, the guy in front of me turnes around, bumping in to me and spelling some of his drink.
<uhmm......I'm sorry,> the guy says. <I didn't know you were standing there........uhmmm..........I'll just get out of your way............>
The guy looked like a total nerd with hes huge glasses, and his outfith did`nt ecsactly help him. As he looced down and was about to walk past me, a thought raced through my head. He looces old enough...
<No, wayt,> i sayd, stopping him. He looced at me, quite suprised. I guess he was`nt used to girls aproching him or something.
<You, spilled you`re drink,> i say, pointing at his half-empty drink. <Im the one who should appalogice. Let me buy you a new one. Here...> i handed him some money. <Buy you`re self a new drink. Infact... By me one of whatever you`re having.>
I smiled. Not to be nice, but at the thaught that he might but me real lickour so that i dont have to drink bear.
Will he take the money?
 
Virgin Male

Did I hear that right? Did she ask me to buy her a drink?

I stare almost uncomprehendingly at the pretty girl standing in front of me. Is she laughing at me?
No, she seems quite serious.
"Er....you'd like a drink?" I stutter. She nods and smiles. "Er......OK.....uhm, barman?? I'll have two Black Russians please, " I say.
"Coming right up," hse replies.
I turn back to the girl.
now what the hell do I say ohhh dear god she's beautiful i have all these dirty lustful thoughts that i can't control

"Would you like to f........I mean, would you like to f-find a seat? I I'll be over in j-just a minute," I stammer, thinking dear god let me unhook that dress of yours and let me see those beautiful soft white tits let me rub them caress them fuck them

God you are such a pervert!! She read your mind, she knows what you're thinking, she's disgusted.

She smiles back at me.

"Sure," she says. "I'll find a seat." She smiles at me and moves off.
Two minutes later, I'm sitting at the table with this gorgeous girl, handing her a Black Russian cocktail. She can't be interested in me, she'd be even less interested if she knew what I was really thinking, so what have I got to lose?

"So.....er.........what's your name?" I ask.
 
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<would you like to f-find a seat? I I'll be over in j-just a minute,> he says and i smile. <Shure,> i say, walking away smiling. On my way to find a free table, Laura stoppes me and say: <Who was that you were talking to?>
<Some guy buying me a drink,> i say.
<What?> she says, amazed. <The guy`s a total nerd. Why...?>
<Hey, at least he`s old enough to buy me something other then bear. And besides... He`s not that bad.>
<Are you kidding?>
<Well, picture him whithout the glasses,> i say. <And it`s just a drink anyway.>
<Well, good luck then,> Laura says, klapping me on the shoulder. <Whatever you want out of this,> she says, blinking her eye as she goes to talk to that bitch Lisa. I can`t understand why Laura likes her.

Finally at the table, the ner... sorry... the guy bring me my drink. He sits down and kinda stears at me. Then he snappes out of it, asking for my name. Well... studdering for my name anyway. This guy is hopelessly nervous.
<Dont be so damn nervous,> i say. <Some girls may like that hole oh-im-so-nervous-and-innosent-thing, but i think it can be quite a pain in the but.>
Just meanchening the word "but" made him look down for a split-seckond. I did`nt wanne emagine what he was thinking. But he snapped out of it and says: <Sorry... eh...>
<Forget it,> i say. <Name`s Angela, whats yours?> I take a zip of my drink. <God damn thats good. I mean, it burns, but its strong and stuff. Not like pisswater.> He looks at me with a questionmark in his face. <Oh, thats my nickname for bear. Hate that stuff. But this is good. Im glad you`re old enough to buy it. How old are you anyway?>
 
"I'm..........22," I say. I don't know if it's just the drink, but I'm beginning to feel a little more relaxed. "I came in here looking for my friends, but none of them are here yet."
I have to pinch myself to believe this is happeneing - a beautiful girl is talking to me. Any minute now she's going to start laughing, or her boyfriend is going to come over and punch me in the face.
"So where are your friends?" I ask. Didn't you come in with them this evening? Or your boyfriend?"
She must be just passing the time.............as soon as they turn up, she'll leave.
 
"So where are your friends?" He ask. Didn't you come in with them this evening? Or your boyfriend?"
<Oh, i don`t have a boyfriend,> i say. <I came here with my friend, Laura. She`s over there talking to Lisa.>
I point at a table on the other side of the room where they are sitting.
<Lisa`s the blond one,> i say. <That bitch!>
He look and see that Laura is a dark-haired girl, quite normal-looking. Lisa on the other hand is a real beutiful girl. Thin, nice curvs, big breasts and so on.
<Why do you call her a bitch?> he ask.
<Becouse she`s the reason why i don`t have a boyfriend anymore,> i say. <Oh, what the hell, i might as well give you the hole story. I don`t really know you anyway so i`ll risk. You see, me and LIsa was like best friends. One day i wanted to give my boyfriend a real threat, so me and Lisa planned to suprise him one night. We had the most ausome monage et touis. That means a treesome if you dont know.> The guy`s eyes almost pops out of his head as i say that. <Anyway,> i say. <As much as my boyfriend liked it, it seemes he got his eyes up for Lisa. The next days he dumbs me and tells me he`s wtih Lisa now. She was supposed to be my bestfriend.>
I take another zip of the drink. It`s starting to take effect.
<Anyway, i did`nt catsh you`re name?>
 
"uhhhh........my name's Will," I stutter, reaching out my hand to shake yours, clumsily. Unfortunately, my clumsiness is my undoing - as I reach out, it's all too jerky, and before I know it I've spilt your Black Russian all over your skimpy dress.

"Ohh my god........I'm so sorry.........." god her nipples are showing through so clearly wow she has a fantastic body "I'm soo clumsy, I'm sorry " I reach forward and ineffectually try wiping you dry with a napkin, but you angrily brush me away.

"Look at my dress - it's ruined! It cost me a fortune..........now what am I going to do?"

I don't know the answer to this - all I know is I've blown it, bigtime.

"God - I'm so sorry" I stammer again, "look - my flat isn't far from here - maybe I could lend you a towel, you could get dry..........."
 
He wants to take me to his flat? For a towel? Thats sounds suspissius.

<No, thanks,> i say. <Im shure they got some paper-towels in the bathroom.>
I walk away without a word. <Great,> i think. <I just wanted a drink and now look what happened. Is it karma or something?>
I come to the bathroom, and my heart sinks. I can hear the sound of some women fighting and yelling in the bathroom, and outside is an endless line of girls. I get in the line and start waiting. After a while i notice that there`s little activety at the mensroom and i decide to take the chance. After all, its my dress were talking about.
It lookes empty in the mens-room. I go to the sink, and try the stain with water. Then somebody comes inn. Its that guy, Will.
<Oh,> he says when he see me. <What... what eh... are you doing here?>
<What do you think?> i say.
<Oh. Well... howe is your... dress.>
<AH, i dont know,> i say. <I think im gonna have to take you up on you`re offer to take me to you`re flat. This paper and water is`nt helping.>
 
ohh my god she's gonna come back now what do I do what do I do
I mutter to myself but she's already heading to to cloakroom, with my heart pounding i follow her, she doesn't even look at me god she must be disgusted with me
so miserably I fetch my jacket, and then we're walking down the street, side by side, not talking, every now and again I glance over, remembering how her nipples stretched out the skimpy fabric of her dress.
"Look, my place isn't far," I venture, "I'll have a towel and everything, you can dry yourself off, my sister comes to stay sometimes, she keeps clothes just in case, you can borrow some of hers.........."
My voice trails off.
"You've ruined my dress," she states flatly, and it'll cost me a fortune. How are you going to make it up to me?"
"I don't know yet," I reply miserably, "I'll think of something."

Finally, we arrive at the flat. Luckily the housekeeper has been that morning, it's tidy, but she obviously doesn't want to waste any time.
"Where's the bathroom?" she asks.
"Uhmmmmmm.........it's just along the passage.........."
god........she'll have to take her dress off.........maybe I'll get to see her tits
no, stop thinking that way!!

She softens a little.
"Look", she says, "it's not your fault. I just need to get dry, that's all. I won't be long - "

Two minutes later, she's out again.
"Damn zip," she says. "It's stuck, can you help me?"

ohhhh my god she's asking me to unhook her dress..........

"Yes - of course!" I reply eagerly, and she turns round, and I begin to tug at the zip.........god it really is stuck........jesus.........
 
Well, he at least had a nice, clean flat. Roomy and not to small. I go to the bathroom, and use a towel to try to get the drink out of my dress. But it already set and has left a nasty stain. Don`t know hot to get this out. I try to get the dress off, but the zipper is stuck. I go out and ask Will to help me.
<Man, i need a drink,> i say as he tries to zip me down. Then i suddenly hear a ripping-sound.
<Ops,> he say.
<Oh, no,> i say. <Tell me you did`nt ripp the dress?>
I look in the mirror and see that the dress has been ripped up in the back, and it was lose and stuff.
<God damned,> i say and i take wrap down the top part of the dress. (thank god im wearing a brah).
<Eh... im sorry... it.. eh,> he studders.
<Shut up,> i say. <Just get me something to wear.>
He walkes off and i go into the bathroom. I take off the dress and look at it. Its completly ruined.
<Well thats great,> i say to my self. <I just wanted to get a drink, and now it cost me a dress. Must be karma or something.>
 
Jesus, that's great. Now I've ripped her dress. Perfect.
god but don't her tits look fabulous, white and creamy pushing out the front of her bra mmmmmmmmmmm
Stop it - stop thinking like that! You don't stand a chance with her, not now.
I go into the spare room and find my sister's dress, a pretty floral print affair, cute but unfortunately nowhere near as nice or expensive) as hers.........
I come back into the room, and my mouth drops open.
She's standing there, still looking furious, but also incredibly beautiful, just in her bra and panties.
"Ehmmm.......I brought this dress - I know it's not the same, but - "
She must know I'm staring at her tits, at the moment all I can think of is ripping off her bra and burying my face in her creamy cleavage, I imagine running my hands up and down her naked body as she writhes underneath me -

"Y - you're very beautiful," I stammer.

god did i just say that jesus now she'll slap me

I feel my face turning bright red..............
 
OH....MY....GOD.... He did not just say that. I look at him, kinda shocked. His face turns red. He did say it. The silence that follows is nerve-breaking.
What shall i say? What shall i do?
<Eh.. what...?> Oh, great reply.
<Eh... i... i mean,> he studders.
Suddenly i laugh. I dont know why, but i cant help laughing. I mean first he spills a drink on me and ripp up my dress. And now he says im beutiful.
He looks at me strangly, and then he smiles.
<Eh... thanks,> i say. <You`re not so bad you`re self.>
I dont know why, but that dos`nt matter. All i know is that i did it. I lean over and gently kiss him on the lips. Then i look at him.
<Now, how bout that drink?> i say and go into the livingroom.
 
She kissed me. She KISSED me. Oh my god.
My lips are still tingling, almost burning with the feel of her lips on mine. Why did she do that? I ruined her dress!
A drink..........jesus get her a drink quickly before she changes her mind and for Christs sake don't spill it this time.

I pour her a drink, my hands shaking, and follow her into the living room. She's sitting on the sofa, beautiful and sexy in her matching bra and panties, her flesh pale and creamy, her breasts aching to be released from that bra (or at least that's what I imagine)
"Ermmm.......would you like some ice with your tits? I m mean, with your drink?"
oh god you idiot what did you say that for now she IS going to slap you
But she just smiles and says, "You seem to be obsessed with my tits. Why? They're just normal, haven't you seen a girl's breasts before?"
I gulp and shake my head. "No.......n - njever........god they'll fall into my hands so soft and firm and smooth but if i so much as touch them I'll cumm in my pants straight away don't even think about it
but I manage to control myself, and hand her the drink before I spill it.
 
<You have never seen a girls breasts before?> i ask, and he nod his head.
Oh he is a virgin, i think suprised. I make my dessition and smiled at him.
<Well then i think its about time,> i say. Quicly i reach back and take of my brah. <There. Now you`ve seen some.>
<Ehba... ugha... ubha,> he says completly shocked, stearing at my breast. I smile and i cinda like the attention.
I take a zip of my drink. Then i grab Wills hand and say: <This is youre chance to do more then wathcing. COme on.>
And so i take his hand and cup my left breast with it.
 
god her breasts........I'm touching them she's let me touch them I can't believe my luck.
As if in a trance I move my hand softly around her firm, creamy breast, and she moans softly, taking my hand and stroking it over her stiffening nipple.
"I - er - I've never done this before," I stammer.
"I know that," she replies softly. "Go on - touch me - toucuch my other breast, go on, just like that - it feels really nice........"
I pull her bra down am I dreaming? and she smiles and helps me, throwing it aside.
I begin to rub and caress her firm, beautiful breasts, softly, brushing myhands over her stiff nipples (just like I read about in dirty magazines) but she has her eyes closed, and she's breating heavily....
"Mmmmmmmm that's so nice........don't stop," she murmers, and my cock is so hard in my pants I think I'm going to explode.
"Do you like my breasts?" she asks softly, and I nod yes.
"T - they're beautiful...." I stammer, and she turns to face me fully, and I bring my other hand up so both my hands are rubbing and stroking her full, firm tits.............
 
It feels so nice having my breasts massaged. He`s hands squeesing them and rubbing my nipples.
<Hard to believe you never did this before,> i say as i close my eyes and enjoy hes hands. <Becouse youre really good at it.>
No reply. I look at him. He looks totally hipnoticed as he rubbes them. I smile and lean over. I slowly reach down to the pump that keeps growing between his legs. I rup it throug his pants and he moans.
<You like that?> i say, teasingly.
<Yes, oh god yes,> he moans.
<You`de like it even better with youre pants off,> i say. He looks at me hopefully. <But i dont want to get you to exited at first. We`ve barely just begun. Why dont you show me youre bedroom?>
Oh, the look in hes eyes. I think hes about to go crazy. He shows me to hes bedroom. A nice rome, with a large bed in the middle of the room. He walkes over to the bed and kicks hes porno in under the bed, hoping that i dont notice it. I do, but i dont care so i act like i dont see it.
I then take my panties off, quickly but in a sexy way, and lay sit down on the bed.
 
almost gagging with lust........afraid to cumm if you so much as touch me.........
"would you.......would you let me...........fuck your beautiful tits.......?" I manage to stammer.
 
I can't believe it! She's..............she's really going to let me..ohmygod...............

I watch as if paralysed as she smiles at me, cupping her breasts together and smiling up at me enticingly.
"You're cock would feel so good sliding between my titties, wouldn't it..?" she croons. I just nod mutely. "Mmmmmmmm and when you can't stand it any more, you'll just explode all over my body............and face and neck....."

Then she reaches down with her soft fingers, massaging and manipulating my stiff cock through my pants.
"I think that had better come out, don't you?" she whispers.
"Ohh.....yes...yes please........take out my cock........."
 
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