Jesus Christ can be a cockblock. (1016 hits)
Category: RomanceRating: 1.69 on 14 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by <asthmasucks.at.usa.com> (View user info) at 2004-11-29 13:13:13 EST
My freshman year in college was one of the greatest times of my life. Not only is college something everyone should experience, but it's the best place to learn life lessons.
I moved from a pretty rural area where I had to drive about 25 minutes to get to any sort of Commercial district to buy groceries or even fast food. Sure, we had a 7-11 but this was before they had those Taquitos, and their Slurpee machine had been dispensing Coke slurpees since I was in elementary school. In essence, we had the Bear Quarter General, a 7-11, and numerous gas stations.
When I got to school, I soon realized that not all women smoke and chew. This in itself was an amazing revelation for me. The women in my high school dating pool were definitely the haggle-beasts you only see in old photos of women during the California gold rush, hairy legs, mustaches and all.
It soon became apparent that with a decent female to male ratio, almost anyone could get laid. Well, not my roommate, but most people.
Anyway, on move-in day I met this really fine woman. I, being the lucky guy that I occasionally am, was assigned a dorm room in the upper classman dorms.The girl had curly brownish-reddish hair, a perfect smile, a slim body, and huge fucking tits. She was asking me how I got into the upper classman dorms and we carried on for quite a while until all my stuff was in the room and she, being an RA, had to go help some other people.
Throughout the following school year I became aware that her and the other RA's treated me and my roommate like kids because, well, we just about were. They would check up on us and make sure our classes were going ok. They would invite us to campus functions and such to make us feel welcome because we were seperated from the other freshman on campus. I must admit, it was a pretty good feeling having this hot girl always knocking on your day checking up on you and coming over to watch TV because we happened to have satellite television in the dorms (did I mention my roommate and I kick ass?).
Soon her visits became solo events in which she would stop by just to say "hello" instead of the usual "how is everything going?". We began to hang out outside of the usual cordialities and developed a decent relationship.
She became a good friend and somewhat of a mentor in that she would tell me what she thinks about the girls I'm seeing. This was good for me because it's rare for a guy to find a friend that happens to be a female that you can actually trust and doesn't implant her ideals into you so that your relationships destruct so that she can make her move(catch that hint of bitterness?).
We soon began seeing each other exclusively although she wasn't allowed to see me because I was a resident and she was an RA. It was a Romeo and Juliet scenario although I just wanted to see those huge tits of hers and Romeo was a little more idealistic than that. I would spend hours in her room and we sit and talk and watch movies. You know, all the stuff most guys will do in order to get in a girls pants. She was a good girl though, really. She didn't make any advances and neither did I for fear of total rejection. She was gorgeous and you only get a chance with a girl out of your class a couple of times in your life.
This was true though, she really was out of my class. She would talk about wine tasting parties should would go to with her parents on the weekends and then would tell me all about how funny it was when she pushed her brother off of the dock of their lake front home.
I was way in over my head for this kind of girl. I liked eating Wendy's, the outdoors, my truck. She hated them all. She was above it all. I let all of that go though.................for the sake of seeing those tits.
It was the last day to move out and I had just taken my final exam before I had to go back home for the summer. I was packing up my truck when I saw her. She walked up to me and gave me a hug ( I hate hugging) and told me she was leaving to go to her brother's summer home for the night.
Fucking awesome. She's leaving to go have some upper class party and I haven't seen any titties yet.
My mother was happy to see me again, while I was loathing her presence; she's an overbearing pyscho. The phone rang and it was her. She said she had inspected out room that day ( it was a sunday aka the Sabbath) and that my roommate had left his coat. It was 10pm and she's 90 minutes away, what do I do? I get the fuck in my truck, stop by Wendy's and go back to the dorms.
She was standing outside talking on her cell phone when I got there. We walked in and she said she had it up in her room. I looked around and no one was in sight besides a campus douche bag cop. We walked to her room down the dimly light hallway and I could smell the bleach the janitors had used to mop the pale tile floor that day. Upon entering her room I noticed candles were lit and that there was some music playing. I'm thinking, "Note to self: condoms in pocket.". A simple yet effective thought. She points to his jacket on her overpriced coat rack and I think she mumbled something, I really don't remember hearing anything because I went Matrix mode. I swear I could see everything in slow motion as she led me to her bed.
I had never been on her bed in the 5 months we had been officially seeing each other. She was that stiff. It was soft though and smelled like apples, or some other random girly scent. Candles surrounded it and the thought of her laying down before me practically took my breathe away, that or my asthma.
We began making out like fucking rabid dogs. She was all over me pulling up my shirt and kissing my stomach and chest up and down but never going below the belt. I began to think, "Great, she's going to tease me the whole time.". This was not good so I stepped my game up with some neck kissing. She liked this, by which I found out when I realized she put my hand on her right breast.
They were nice. Very fucking nice. Everything you can imagine about big tits. But it happened.
She felt guilty. IN THE MIDDLE OF FONDLING EACH OTHER SHE BEGAN TO CRY. What the Fuck?
She asked me to leave and said, and I quote, " I just can't do this. You don't accept Jesus Christ as your savior. You want to be a Cop too, that job just doesn't make enough money for me."
That's right. Mid-fucking-erection she drops the "You're not Good Enough" bomb on me. I was pretty fucked up for awhile but soon found myself being comforted by some other sexual escapades with women far better than her.
As a follow up though, she told everyone we knew at school that I, in essence, date raped her and that I talked her into something she didn't want to do.
Moral of the story: Jesus can be a cockblock.
Tell me what you think about this and share any experiences that are similar. Fuck her anyway.
User Reviews
Submitted by CoreaPeekay (user info) at 2004-11-29 16:04:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Uh, that sucks. You were giving us the impression she genuinely liked you but then she goes with the 'you arent good enough' line. Well, I guess she kinda fucked up when she said the date rape thing, which fuckin sucks because otherwise I would have put it to her anyway, just scrogged the hell out of her. You can talk em into it.
Submitted by Kamargo (user info) at 2004-11-29 15:45:56 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Man, that really sucks, I would have flipped in that situation, and no, thankfully I dont have any experiences like that
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2004-11-29 15:19:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Submitted by Chinaski (user info) at 2004-11-29 14:50:22 (#)
Ranking: 2
that woman is poison! unfortunately not poisson
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What the hell does fish have to do with this?
Submitted by HadToBeDone (user info) at 2004-11-29 15:18:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
That's why you make them sign a release that says you are allowed to use their bodies for whatever carnal pleasures you can dream up.
Who cares if they mis-spell their own name, right?
Submitted by Chinaski (user info) at 2004-11-29 14:50:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
that woman is poison! unfortunately not poisson
Submitted by InkyFingers (user info) at 2004-11-29 14:47:42 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
There was this girl at my university who used to say she got psychologically raped by a guy she had sex with. Her story was something along the lines of, " I didn't reall y want to, but he broke down my defences, and eventually I agreed to have sex with him even though I didn't want to."
The world is so fucking crazy that everything is normal.
Submitted by Adamdidit2u (user info) at 2004-11-29 14:23:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
She'll be a whore in 6 months....visit her then
Submitted by Trixie (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:56:04 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Yes,Bible-thumpers are highly trained from birth to be teases.Money makes them give it up in some cases,but you have to marry them before before the bump starts to show.
Submitted by NYCRulz (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:54:26 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
DAMN..........punana, denied
Submitted by bodysnatcher (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:48:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
man I hear you there...damn psycho women...
Submitted by Blitzen (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:42:15 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
we women folk are a crazy breed, i'll admit
that was a good story.. i forgot the title of it whilst reading it so the ending kind of took a surprise turn. good show!
Submitted by Jeanneee (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:29:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
What a cunt.
Submitted by jgreening (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:19:46 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Shoulda slapped the bitch.
And date-raped her... Get your money worth for the gas and Wendy's...
And yes, I am KIDDING...
Kick to the gut, not a slap...
Submitted by youarsoghey (user info) at 2004-11-29 13:16:32 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Good story except for the last line. We all understand the purpose of the reviewing system.