Couple stories from younger days.
I met up with a buddy and his girlfriend and her friend. His girlfriend was pretty but her friend… not so much. We had drinks at his place and eventually he and his girl snuck off to his room to fuck. As soon as they were gone her friend came on to me and asked to sick my dick. The whole situation was a turn off. She was overweight (which I’m not totally against, many overweight women are quite attractive and sexy) but she carried it poorly. No tits, huge gut, no butt. Built like a candied apple. Plus it was clear I could be anyone and this was how this girl got some form of self worth from finding guys to blow. I turned her down and she got annoyed but we had another drink and watched tv and she tried again and I shot her down again. This time she left and when my buddies girlfriend came out of his room when they were done fucking she asked what happened and I told her. She called me an asshole and left too. Guess you’re an asshole if you don’t let someone you’re not interested in suck your dick?
Another time was going out with a group of five. Two girls, three guys. All friends from high school and all single. As the night drew on everyone had gone except me and one of the girls. Suddenly I became very aware how drunk she was. She was slurring and having trouble walking. I couldn’t leave her so I got her back to her apartment and immediately sat her on the couch. I took a seat in a chair and thought I’d hang out a bit to make sure she was ok. She suddenly got up and it was clear she had peed herself as her pants were wet and the couch was wet. She mumbled something about the bathroom so I took her hand and led her to the bathroom. She entered and I shut the door behind her. She was in there fifteen minutes or so and I thought of stories of people choking on their vomit and stuff and started to debate with myself if I should check on her but I didn’t have to. The door to the bathroom opened and she came back out naked from the waist down. Her shirt covered most of her but I could see her brown bush and when she passed me her bare cheeks hanging below the shirt. She grabbed onto my shoulders and plopped onto my lap and tried to kiss me but she smelled so bad of booze and was just so drunk it was a huge turn off and also I’d never take advantage of that situation. I stood her up and moved her to the bed (it was a studio apartment, one big room). She passed out immediately and I put her blanket over her. I made myself comfortable in the chair and dozed on and off until the morning. I suddenly woke up to her tapping my shoulder. She had taken a shower and had a robe on. She asked what happened and if we had had sex. I told her what had gone on and she was very embarrassed and apologized profusely. Of course I said it was no big deal. A few weeks later we did actually hook up in a similar less drunken night but that’s another story.
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