SUPITSREV
April 7th, 2006, 08:18 AM
Imagine that its Saturday night. The moon is full and you are a red blooded teenager (or possibly in your early-mid twenties). You are out on the town, checking out the bars in your shiny red Corvette (or Corolla with rims, whatever). You pay the cover at your favorite dive and step inside, and Ms. Wonderful melts you with a glance right at the door. Ok, so maybe shes not Ms. Right, but she damn sure is Ms. Right-Now-In-Your-Backseat. You buy her a drink. She laughs at your jokes. Things are going good, my man, YOU ARE GETTING LAID TONIGHT. You finally cut her out of the crowd, she pees, and you both head to your car. All the way to your house, shes lightly touching your arm, running her nails up and down it, creating just the right amount of friction to give you a boner the size of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. She smells great, and tonight is just your night, because you have a whole box of condoms in your dresser, you left Barry in the cd player, and you actually laundered your skidmark underwear and carried out your trash sometime this week. You get inside, trip over your dog and fall on your face, but play it off well because she likes dogs. You let them get acquainted while you turn on the cd player. You go to the freezer and get out the liquor. You make a straight-guy martinis for both of you. You create this concoction by filling both glasses to the 3-quarter mark with Bombay gin, dropping in two Amati olives, and clinking both glasses with an unopened bottle of vermouth for good luck. She's clearly impressed with your sophistication when you bring the drinks.
After the small talk wanes, you begin to make out. You are both standing, and you are trying to do everything possible not to actually impale her through your clothes with your boner. Instead of pulling away, shes actually fitting herself in to your grasp, not shying away from your engorged penis in the slightest. A couple of slick moves with your fingers, and her top is unbuttoned. A drastic movement on her part, and it has been removed. Now there is a nearly frenetic vibe in the air as you both begin removing clothing. You hit the bedroom. Shes actually pushing you down and climbing on top of you. The feel of her hard nipples drives volts of energy through your body as she drags them from your belly button to your lips. She slides on top of you and it seems as though with every breath you take, the temperature in the room heats up a degree. She begins to slide her mouth down your stomach and shes moaning that she wants you. Shes moving her head again....like...down there. This is going to be awesome. The tension is indescribably delicious.
You come in her face before she even begins to perform oral sex on you. She goes in the bathroom, wipes her face. Shes in there for awhile. When she comes out, she makes a bee-line for her clothes as she calls you a faggot and demands that you call her a cab. As you gently close the front door behind her, you wonder if there is anything you can possibly do to earn some sort of control. Well, there is:
You can join AGT. AGT is currently recruiting at least one D soldier who shows up to matches. You need silver level skill, a working microphone and the ability to use it, and the availability to play Monday and Thursday night. If you fulfill these conditions and are not banned in any leagues, and wish to learn the kind of control that makes a woman swoon at the thought of 15 rounds with your throbbing member, please visit #agency and pm shady, rev, jarek, tony, knux, xcit, or any of the guys and let someone know you wish for a tryout.
Trust us, we know women. As you read this, one of us is fucking your mom, your girlfriend, or your sister. And not for the first time.
After the small talk wanes, you begin to make out. You are both standing, and you are trying to do everything possible not to actually impale her through your clothes with your boner. Instead of pulling away, shes actually fitting herself in to your grasp, not shying away from your engorged penis in the slightest. A couple of slick moves with your fingers, and her top is unbuttoned. A drastic movement on her part, and it has been removed. Now there is a nearly frenetic vibe in the air as you both begin removing clothing. You hit the bedroom. Shes actually pushing you down and climbing on top of you. The feel of her hard nipples drives volts of energy through your body as she drags them from your belly button to your lips. She slides on top of you and it seems as though with every breath you take, the temperature in the room heats up a degree. She begins to slide her mouth down your stomach and shes moaning that she wants you. Shes moving her head again....like...down there. This is going to be awesome. The tension is indescribably delicious.
You come in her face before she even begins to perform oral sex on you. She goes in the bathroom, wipes her face. Shes in there for awhile. When she comes out, she makes a bee-line for her clothes as she calls you a faggot and demands that you call her a cab. As you gently close the front door behind her, you wonder if there is anything you can possibly do to earn some sort of control. Well, there is:
You can join AGT. AGT is currently recruiting at least one D soldier who shows up to matches. You need silver level skill, a working microphone and the ability to use it, and the availability to play Monday and Thursday night. If you fulfill these conditions and are not banned in any leagues, and wish to learn the kind of control that makes a woman swoon at the thought of 15 rounds with your throbbing member, please visit #agency and pm shady, rev, jarek, tony, knux, xcit, or any of the guys and let someone know you wish for a tryout.
Trust us, we know women. As you read this, one of us is fucking your mom, your girlfriend, or your sister. And not for the first time.