Fan Appreciation: China White

This fan appreciation thing is getting pretty interesting. At this rate, I can stop driving around so much meeting new women, and just wait for another girl from my area to e-mail me, lol. To date, I’ve met up with 3 girls courtesy of this blog. 1 was feds, one was BUSTED (I’m sorry, but this girl was not attractive to me AT ALL, but I’ll respect her privacy and not blog about her), and the other girl was……she just seemed kind of crazy (I was turned off when she told me she was engaged to a dude in prison for murder). So with the score 2-1, I decided to check out the latest prospect….China.

China hit me up on our myspace page. Initially her lips caught my eye, but she had a real nack for photography as well. She’s in her 20’s, light-skin, mixed with about 10 races/ethnicity’s which help account for her long hair and shapely curves. In her pics, and she has A LOT OF THEM, she’s very well dressed and just seemed cool.

We went back and forth on the net for a minute, eventually exchanging numbers. I was going to meet up with her a few times, but she lives outside of my new 10 minute driving radius (moved down from 15 since gas went up). Finally, we met up in a ……you guessed it, McDonald’s parking lot. Well it was more so of a shopping center lot, but the McDonald’s was right there. We kicked it for a while, just chatting it up, watching folks get pulled over for no reason on Woodward. I was really just killing time as I waited for Songstress, Super Booty, or Jabs to call me back.

She wanted me to come out to her house, which wasn’t AS far from where I was, but I still saw it as too far to just drive for nothing. I tried to look at her thighs in her dress by pulling her skirt up, but she quickly deaded that. Now I’m thinking, I’m DEFINITELY not driving out to her house and she’s not fucking. So I just came at her….straight up. I need a sample. She played dumb, maybe she couldn’t believe I just said that, but she has to know what I’m about, she read my blog darn it. She ignores my request and I take another approach.

I got into her passenger side and asked her what’s up. She continued to play dumb. I’m like, be creative, show me something. She’s still ignoring me, texting away on her phone. I begin to realize this girl needs to be dominated, “pull my dick out” I told her. She did. “Now be creative.” Ok, she still was trying to act like I wasn’t asking her to suck my dick, so I just said it, “kiss it.” She oblidged. Eventually taking out her CUT-A-DICK tongue ring, and giving me some head right there in the parking lot. It was just for a minute or so, but it was the motivation I needed to make the journey to her house….or atleast to act like it was.

We parted ways and songstress called me back. I REALLY dig shortie, but I’m about 99% sure she isn’t going to fuck me anytime soon, so I just say forget it and tell China I’m on my way. The ride was about 10-15 minutes. Maybe it didn’t seem that long because I was talking to Jabs the whole way there. I finally got there, to a pretty typical apartment (she calls it a condo), which reminded me of where Jersey lives, atleast on the outside.

But once I got inside……YEA. Marble entry, granite counter tops, hardwood floors, 2009 fung-sha furniture, flat screens, etc…. She was tidying up a bit while I sat on the couch watching Law & Order. I felt pretty damn comfortable in her house. Ok, little secret, when I was in her car, I saw her pick up a bank deposit receipt, and the balance……let’s just say for a girl in her young 20’s, it was looking real RIGHT. Eventually she came and sat next to me and we just talked a little shit about what direction she was trying to take her career into and stuff like that.

I went to the bathroom, once again, greeted by a very clean environment. I stepped quietly into her bedroom to scare her when she came out the closet…and I noticed….single girl oasis. Heels, Handbags, and clothes. It looked like a fashion blog in there. I haven’t seen a girl with this many high priced Nikes in a long time. I’m not talking about some Footlocker Air Force 1’s, I’m talking about Nike Dunks that go for $500….believe me, I know my sneakers. Her stack of Nikes alone kinda turned me on. Ahh, but don’t be fooled, her heels lined the the walls of her walk in closet, sporting the labels of your favorite Beyonce song. Pradas, Guccis, and a whole bunch of stuff that I can’t pronounce. Designer bags filled the top shelf all the way around. All those denim jeans that I think cost too much, she had to have like 50 pairs. Clearly, she’s not the first girl I met to have a walk in closet like this, but she was the cutest one. It was clear, this girl was a cute freak who was getting money. My type of associate.

A little while later, I’m sitting on her bed, trying to get some head. She removes that horrible tongue ring again and get’s down to business. After I’m rock, I have her lay down on her back and I slide the condom on. I slide in her easy, but she’s crying. She can’t take it. She’s not slippery enough, so I assume that’s the reason. I just keep with it. Switching up positions, from her back, to doggystyle, to riding me……she was doing her thing. I finally laid her on her stomach and bust. She began to shake and clinch my dick in as I came.

We chilled for a while and just laid on the bed talking shit. She’s an……internet girl. You know those girls on facebook/myspace that get 300 notes a day, or the girls that have 10,000 yahoo messenger contacts and only really know 5 of them. She showed me the messages being sent to her via…every social networking site by broke boys claiming to be Street Lords (Blade is rolling in his grave). Some random dude popped up on her yahoo IM asking to mutually masturbate. I couldn’t help but burst into laughter as she blocked him. We played around with her cam and talked about my blog for a little while, but she didn’t ask anywhere near the same amount of questions as most women do. Come to think of it, she didn’t ask me shit about it. She read it, that was enough. She was more interested in fucking again.

Two condoms down, I had to go back to my car to retrieve another strip. We started off Pt. 2 with some more head, and I was ready to go. This time, she was wet. FORREAL. She wanted her shit absolutely beat up, but I came up short. I just couldn’t deliver damn it, I was too tired, lol. Pull her hair, choke her, smack her ass, fuck her until it hurts……that’s what she wanted. That lasted for about 10 minutes then I just gave up, I couldn’t keep up with this pace, so I came. After that, she wanted some more. She was talking all types of shit, “that’s the hardest you can fuck me.” If I gave a fuck about random girls, my feelings would have been hurt, lol, but I already knew I did my thing the first time. I should have taken a picture of how her ass was just laying in the middle of her bed, half dead, saying how good she was going to sleep, lol.

We kicked it for a while then I figured it was time for me to go. Right before I left though, she grabbed me and pulled me to her. I was standing up, while she was sitting on the couch. She pulled my dick out and began to kiss it again, she wanted me to get back in it, but I was really done. Besides, I can hit it another day, what’s the big deal?

I got a text from her this morning saying how sore she was. I won’t jump the gun and say I’ll see her again, as that’s up to her, but she was a really cool young woman.

So China, as I know you’re going to read this and respond, you may want to block your face. Oh yea, I know you haven’t been with a girl in some years…..but I’m saying, Feds, you, and I can get it poppin, lol. Maybe I’m pushing my luck. I’ll text you.

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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