I Got Kicked Out…For Another Girl

I love straight women. I love bisexual women. However I am not too partial of women that like women…and don’t like me, which is probably a bigger percentage of the girl-liking-girl demographic than I’d like to admit. What I have recently experienced is like NOTHING I have ever been through in my life. It’s so unbelievable that had it not happened to me, I wouldn’t believe it either: She chose her box over my dick…

I can’t come up with some catchy name for this woman, so I’ll just refer to her as MGM, because she works at the MGM Casino in Detroit. She won’t be in a re-occurring role, so name retention isn’t important. Why I’d love to say she looks like Keri Hilson, I’m not into slapping a Bentley emblem on a 300 C, so let’s just say she’s average looking, with very big breast and beautiful white teeth. What I like most about her though is her house. That’s a real vein reason to like someone, but her home is VERY comfortable. She has a beautiful bed room set, accompanied by the perfect sized HD-tv, surround sound, AT&T U-Verse, XBOX, and about 25 of my favorite video games. No kids, no noise.

She’s a proactive freak, meaning she goes after the dick. Our chemistry was tested quickly when I asked her for oral sex and she answered, “you know, this pussy isn’t going to eat itself.” Nice response, but I countered, “and neither will I.” She was rather turned off by my unwillingness to place my head between her thighs, but eventually she came along and started giving me grade A head. I watched as she followed the professional routine…hand movement, spit, topped off, deep throat, etc… this clearly was something she was into.

The first round of sex, I must admit, I came way too fast. I was almost there off the head, so all I needed was a few strokes. She was disappointed, but I made it up the second time. We fell asleep, woke up the next morning and had sex again, but that time left more to be desired. At this point, my mind was no longer on her box, I was deeply engulfed into the game. I got up, brushed my teeth, washed my ass…and got right back to the Xbox. I was acting like I don’t have an Xbox sitting right here in my own house. She had the day off from work, so that’s pretty much what we did all day: lay in her dark bedroom (which has blacked out windows so it really never seemed like the sun came up), eat, fuck, and play the game.

Now I’ve beat the first game and I’m on to “Red Dead Redemption.” She comes up stairs and I hear her giving directions to her house to someone over the phone. I’m thinking maybe it’s her cousin or something, so I ignore it and keep shooting cowboys. After a while, she brings this short, dk-skin, BIG BOOTY (no I mean BIG DONKY ASS HAVING… CHEROKEE D’ ASS-ISH) girl up stairs to say hello. This girl wasn’t eye catching either, atleast in the face, so I just looked up and back to the tv. I took notice of her ass for future reference though.

I didn’t know why she was there and I didn’t really care. I had my cookies, juice, and xbox controller. I’m STRAIGHT. I hear them laughing and drinking in the living room, so I decided to take a quick pause to go investigate (plus my fingers were tired from pressing ‘A’ all day). No harm, they’re just sitting on the couch talking, but little did I know, Ms. Super Booty, was down there talking the panties off ol’ girl.

The next time MGM came upstairs, I decided to get a little impromptu sex session going. I was out of magnums, so I had to get one of the reggo’s she had in her drawer. It wasn’t comfortable, but I wasn’t fully erect anyway. As I’m stroking her, I decided to get my questions answered since women seem to be much more willing to cooperate when they have a dick inside of them.

Me: Who is ol’ girl?
MGM: This
Me: Huh
MGM: lol, I’m trying to get this from her (meaning she was trying to have sex with her)
Me: Ohhhh

I got up, nut un-achieved, but it was really just for covert ops anyway. She went back downstairs and I followed about 10 minutes later. On my way out MGM stopped me, “she wants to watch.” Well I knew this was coming. I wasn’t into it though. I didn’t have any buildup with her or any chemistry for that matter. After 4 nuts, my dick isn’t ON-DEMAND anymore…I have to have something to fuck for. I passed on the officer, a decision that I later came to regret, and went back upstairs.

All is good until a fuse blew, or some type of weird electrical issues happened, in her room. On my way downstairs to the basement, the situation got REAL. Ms. Super Booty was straddled across MGM like she was riding her on the couch. They were kissing, HEAVY. MGM had her titties out, while SB kissed them, talking shit in her ear. I told myself, “ACT LIKE YOU’VE SEEN TWO GIRLS KISSING BEFORE NIGGA,” and I remained on route to the basement. I fixed the power issue, or so I thought, because after a few minutes of being upstairs, the same thing happened. Clearly this was a sign.

So I return downstairs to watch them go at it and hopefully join in. I take a seat in the chair across form them as they kiss on each other. “You gotta go,” MGM said. I thought she was playing. She continued, “she won’t give me any pussy while you’re here.” Wait, isn’t this the same girl who JUST asked if she could watch me have sex with MGM? I ignored them and kept stroking my own dick to the sexy ass visual of them kissing. Super Booty had on a dress, that MGM began to lift up while she told me how fat her ass was, “look at this. It’s so fun and bouncy,” she teased as she smacked her ass at my request. At this point, I slid on over to the same couch they were on to sneak a nibble on MGM’s nipples. The other girl looked at me, but didn’t say anything. MGM repeated herself, “You have to go, she won’t have sex with me while you’re here.” I’m not a cock, I mean, pussy-blocker, but this can’t be right. They have to be fucking with me. I turned to Super Booty for confirmation, “Sorry boo, I don’t like men and right now, she’s turning me on and I need her.” My heart, ego, my everything…sank. I almost shed a tear. “I just want to watch,” I plead like a kid not wanting to be sent to their room. MGM chimed in, “she just told me to call her back after you leave and I’m not letting her leave, so you have to go baby.” I wanted to beg, but my pride wouldn’t let me. Not for these ol’ barely average chicks (that’s just me insulting them after I can’t get any like a typical man, lol).

I’m standing at the door with a viagra type erection, waiting for the girl to move her car so I could back out of the driveway. As I backed up, I wanted to ask Super Booty one more time to change her mind, but I didn’t want to seem that thirsty. I was just hurt, I didn’t need to fuck them, I just wanted to watch. I drove off though, making up excuses to myself as to why I didn’t need them anyway. I have better looking, sexier, bisexual women with whom I already have a great rapport with. Ah, fuck that, they are NOT HERE. I’m driving away while two girls grown ass women are in there licking each other every-witcha-way. I LOST.

Was it because I didn’t show any interest in letting her watch me stroke her earlier? Did my lame-ness turn her off? Or could it possibly be that she was really not into guys and she wanted the box all to herself?

The moral of the story is, keep your eye on these lesbians!!! Never under estimate the power of a box licking female with a big booty. She might just take your bitch.

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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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