BPH
Master Don Juan
Last week I was on vacation with my parents, brother, and some friends in Ocean City for the week. In that time, it seems @LucianoM has resurfaced to ask a question, before immediately disappearing... @GoodMan32 has a new therapist and still isn't considering the gym yet... and @MatureDJ has kept up his usual cadence of 1 new, random post per day.
To mix it up, allow me to recount some of the fun I've had over this last week (hopefully) before I go to bed. Due to the expected length of this, I'll probably have OP for girl 103, and a reply for girl 104.
First, here are some honorable mentions:
There was an absolute bombshell I met on Monday at Fager's Island - easily the hottest girl of the trip. She was 32, and dating a man she had come there with who was 46 years old, complete with grey hair and all. Our group made some small talk with her and her man, and I didn't think much of it until she came inside the main bar before him to tell me she thought I was stunning, and "if only I were single". I tried to be sneaky and get her phone number, "just in case" things didn't work out with her man. But that didn't work out because she kept trying to vocally tell me all 10 digits, with loud music in the background, rather than just type it quickly into my phone.
There was another group that my brother and I almost bagged on Tuesday at Mackey's for an ABC-themed night. Both girls were teachers and lived together. We Ubered back to theirs and stayed up late listening to music and giving our girls massages in between makeouts. Apparently, the girls made a "pact" that they wouldn't sleep with us that night. My girl shied away when I got too close to her boobs during the massage, so I stopped there. My brother got a bit further, ended up sucking nips and some dry humping, but still no sex. This was particularly annoying because we had to set an alarm and leave very early in the morning, while Ubering over 100 streets back to our hotel with massive hangovers.
But let's talk about the ones that DID close...
103
My family has a timeshare right on the boardwalk where we've all been going since I was a kid. Some things changed; my sister had a mental breakdown and disowned us, our grandparents, who also had a timeshare at this same hotel, and used to host family dinners for us, died, and our cousins started coming down to share that room, before taking it and visiting that same week after they died.
This year, they had other plans, so it would be my mom, dad, brother, and some other friends who would come down to visit us during this week. This happens the same Saturday - Saturday, every July, and is often the highlight of my summer due to the boredom of living in Delaware. Just for some context.
Saturday is Seacrets night, and soon after arriving, unpacking, and pregaming, that's where my brother and I would go. Our friends and neighbors hadn't arrived yet, so it would just be us tonight. Fridays are usually better than Saturdays, but it was still a pretty good turnout. My brother and I alternate between buying rounds, walking around the place, and just looking around to see who we like.
In the Nite Club section, there was a tall, busty, very fit blonde woman with short hair. I went up to her and found out she was a good bit older than I thought (41) and was Brazilian, despite being so white that I thought she was Russian. Imagine what you think a female Ivan Drago would look like, add big boobs, and that was her. I don't remember much of the conversation beyond the introduction, but I ended up getting her number, having a short makeout with her, and then continuing my walk around the club (I do not remember why I left after the makeout).
Anyway, I eventually circle back, and she's at the same spot - but with some other guy hanging onto her from behind. We make eye contact, I smirk to let her know I see that she's playing games, and I go to order a drink.
I forget how this next introduction started, but she had a similarly cute friend who was hanging around us when I was talking to the "Russian". Short, also Brazilian (if I remember right), also older (37), with fake boobs, a pretty face, and quite tan. At this point in the night, I was pretty heavily intoxicated. I believe I started hitting on her, she remarked that "weren't you just with her (the friend)?", to which I replied "yeah, but it looks like she's busy". We had a few drinks together, danced a little bit, and I ended up making out with her too.
Soon afterwards, she asked me if I was ready to leave. So we did, and Ubered back to the hotel she was staying at with some other friend of hers who was trying to sleep when we arrived. Unfortunately, this friend was rather vocal in being annoyed any time we made too much sound...each time we started having sex and she moaned, or the bed creaked, or whatever...this girl was complaining about trying to get sleep. We even moved outside onto her balcony for a bit, but that didn't work for long either.
Eventually, she apologized, but told me she had to kick me out because her friend was being so difficult, so I Ubered back to my hotel and passed out. I had her number and ended up texting her the next day, trying to invite her over for a quickie since she had to check out Sunday. I was so hungover that I got in touch with her too late, and she was already on the road to beat the traffic. She followed me on Instagram and routinely liked my story posts throughout the entire vacation.
Sadly, because of the friend's constant interference, the sex never went to "completion"...as in, I never finished. But we both had a good time, and it was a strong start to the vacation.
To mix it up, allow me to recount some of the fun I've had over this last week (hopefully) before I go to bed. Due to the expected length of this, I'll probably have OP for girl 103, and a reply for girl 104.
First, here are some honorable mentions:
There was an absolute bombshell I met on Monday at Fager's Island - easily the hottest girl of the trip. She was 32, and dating a man she had come there with who was 46 years old, complete with grey hair and all. Our group made some small talk with her and her man, and I didn't think much of it until she came inside the main bar before him to tell me she thought I was stunning, and "if only I were single". I tried to be sneaky and get her phone number, "just in case" things didn't work out with her man. But that didn't work out because she kept trying to vocally tell me all 10 digits, with loud music in the background, rather than just type it quickly into my phone.
There was another group that my brother and I almost bagged on Tuesday at Mackey's for an ABC-themed night. Both girls were teachers and lived together. We Ubered back to theirs and stayed up late listening to music and giving our girls massages in between makeouts. Apparently, the girls made a "pact" that they wouldn't sleep with us that night. My girl shied away when I got too close to her boobs during the massage, so I stopped there. My brother got a bit further, ended up sucking nips and some dry humping, but still no sex. This was particularly annoying because we had to set an alarm and leave very early in the morning, while Ubering over 100 streets back to our hotel with massive hangovers.
But let's talk about the ones that DID close...
103
My family has a timeshare right on the boardwalk where we've all been going since I was a kid. Some things changed; my sister had a mental breakdown and disowned us, our grandparents, who also had a timeshare at this same hotel, and used to host family dinners for us, died, and our cousins started coming down to share that room, before taking it and visiting that same week after they died.
This year, they had other plans, so it would be my mom, dad, brother, and some other friends who would come down to visit us during this week. This happens the same Saturday - Saturday, every July, and is often the highlight of my summer due to the boredom of living in Delaware. Just for some context.
Saturday is Seacrets night, and soon after arriving, unpacking, and pregaming, that's where my brother and I would go. Our friends and neighbors hadn't arrived yet, so it would just be us tonight. Fridays are usually better than Saturdays, but it was still a pretty good turnout. My brother and I alternate between buying rounds, walking around the place, and just looking around to see who we like.
In the Nite Club section, there was a tall, busty, very fit blonde woman with short hair. I went up to her and found out she was a good bit older than I thought (41) and was Brazilian, despite being so white that I thought she was Russian. Imagine what you think a female Ivan Drago would look like, add big boobs, and that was her. I don't remember much of the conversation beyond the introduction, but I ended up getting her number, having a short makeout with her, and then continuing my walk around the club (I do not remember why I left after the makeout).
Anyway, I eventually circle back, and she's at the same spot - but with some other guy hanging onto her from behind. We make eye contact, I smirk to let her know I see that she's playing games, and I go to order a drink.
I forget how this next introduction started, but she had a similarly cute friend who was hanging around us when I was talking to the "Russian". Short, also Brazilian (if I remember right), also older (37), with fake boobs, a pretty face, and quite tan. At this point in the night, I was pretty heavily intoxicated. I believe I started hitting on her, she remarked that "weren't you just with her (the friend)?", to which I replied "yeah, but it looks like she's busy". We had a few drinks together, danced a little bit, and I ended up making out with her too.
Soon afterwards, she asked me if I was ready to leave. So we did, and Ubered back to the hotel she was staying at with some other friend of hers who was trying to sleep when we arrived. Unfortunately, this friend was rather vocal in being annoyed any time we made too much sound...each time we started having sex and she moaned, or the bed creaked, or whatever...this girl was complaining about trying to get sleep. We even moved outside onto her balcony for a bit, but that didn't work for long either.
Eventually, she apologized, but told me she had to kick me out because her friend was being so difficult, so I Ubered back to my hotel and passed out. I had her number and ended up texting her the next day, trying to invite her over for a quickie since she had to check out Sunday. I was so hungover that I got in touch with her too late, and she was already on the road to beat the traffic. She followed me on Instagram and routinely liked my story posts throughout the entire vacation.
Sadly, because of the friend's constant interference, the sex never went to "completion"...as in, I never finished. But we both had a good time, and it was a strong start to the vacation.