Just Saying No

[DasDude]

Alright, there's no doubt that we all have healthy appetites for sex, that being said, has there ever been a time when you've walked away from having sex with someone? Tell us about it: Why you walked away and your afterthoughts on doing that, glad, sad, etc.

Me, I had dated this girl in high school, nothing hot and heavy. I moved away and we lost touch. Later went to college and ran into her best friend there and updated me on my old GF. Anyway, 6 months later, I ended up taking a break in a semester, returned home and was working in her old town, went to the grocery store where she worked, talked her up for a couple of days, then I asked her out.

On our date, we ended up parked in some isolated spot. With nothing but the dashboard light, I soon was in full view of her gorgeous muff. I don't know what came over me, perhaps I felt guilty that I had no intentions of dating her seriously, I mean she was nice, and sweet, etc, We ended up just making out and I took her home. I never saw her again. I don't regret it, it's not that she was fat or ugly, and she was still hot, and I don't have any regrets---she's probably even happier than I am about the whole thing, ha!

[Beelzebozo]

When I was in high school, I worked at a fast food/video arcade joint. One of my co-workers was about a year older than me and just starting college in town. She was a cute little redhead with freckles and we flirted a little bit. But she also had a boyfriend, so I put self-imposed limits since the last thing skinny little geeky me needed was some older guy coming in and kicking my ass. Didn't stop her, though. She even mentioned she'd be happy to have sex with me, but she would like dinner and a movie first, just so it'd be a date.

While I was contemplating for several weeks whether the asskicking would be worth losing my virginity, she tells everyone she's pregnant. Shortly thereafter, said boyfriend/father-of-child dumps her. Suddenly the flirting cranks up to 11. She invites me over to her place one rainy day and we talk and flirt and play silly games. Finally she's on top of me in her underwear and my brain makes a decision: GET OUT! SHE WANTS YOU TO BE THE KID'S DAD! I give it a couple minutes to see if this is going somewhere, but it looks like she's expecting me to make the move. I mutter something about the time and, excuse myself, and go home.

Shortly thereafter, she and one of our other co-workers become 'an item'. Given that he was even less than me to look at, my original hunch, that she was looking for someone for the kid to call 'Daddy' seemed on the mark. The fast food arcade closed up just after I graduated high school, but before she had the baby and I never saw her again. Still don't know what happened to her, but I do know that no 17 year-old should have that level of obligation.

[DRDavenport]

Originally Posted by Beelzebozo

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Shortly thereafter, she and one of our other co-workers become 'an item'. Given that he was even less than me to look at, my original hunch, that she was looking for someone for the kid to call 'Daddy' seemed on the mark. The fast food arcade closed up just after I graduated high school, but before she had the baby and I never saw her again. Still don't know what happened to her, but I do know that no 17 year-old should have that level of obligation.

smart move

[hamlet]

Years ago I was having a romantic relation with a girl. We were not in a relationship but clearly our relation was more than a friendship regarding our emotions. We always spent great time when we were together and I'm sure we were clearly thinking about when we would step out the thin red line.

One day we were at my house and watching dvd. She was already in my arms while watching it. Details are little blur right now but after the movie we ended up in my room on my bed. We were kissing while I undress her. I clearly remember she was standing near me on the bed totally naked. Although she was young she has pretty big tits and her pussy has an untouched full bush (which still excites me today as I think of).

Anyways... at that specific moment I had to decide what to do cause she was just standing there and waiting the next move from me. And I choose not to do it. Main two reasons are; first she was just 17 at the time and I though she was a virgin. So I didn't want to have sex with an underage virgin girl I think and ruin a strangely perfect friendship.

Anyways.. we keep seeing each other for some more time then move to our own roads. We are still friends in fb and chat a little time to time.

I learned that she was not virgin at the time. Lost to her ex bf a little while before our movie session.

And ofcourse I regret my decision today. That was one of the moments I want to go back if I have a time machine

[buddy i con]

Here's a story I hadn't thought of in years. Way way back in my late twenties I was working for an NGO in Central America. I was in capitol for a meeting I think, and couple colleagues and I go out to a bar that evening. It was basically an ex-pat bar. Most of the local bars were not really the kind of places you'd want to spend much time in - no women, but lots of drunks that want to practice their English. Anyway, we meet this attractive young black woman in the bar. This was odd in itself because the country has hardly any blacks. Turned out she was from a neighboring country which has a significant black population on the Atlantic Coast. She's got a little pot with her, something not easy to find at that time, and she wants to go somewhere with us to light-up. She's clearly already high and having a good time.

So... we go back to my room in a small pension. On the way there she announces that she wants me to be her "boyfriend". The four of us get a little high, it wasn't that much pot, and I eventually have to tell the other guys to beat it. Finally they leave, but in the meantime she kinda drifts off. Too much booze I figure, but I can't wake her up. In the process of trying to get her attention I notice she has puked-up a very very tiny amount onto her blouse. Now I'm a little concerned. I'm wondering what's going on, so I take a look in her purse and find a bottle of barbiturates. If you knew where to go you could buy that kind of stuff in a pharmacy without a prescription. At one point in the evening it looked like I was going to laid for sure. Now I'm thinking, get me the hell outa here! I take off and spend the night in another pension, but not before making sure she was basically OK and sleeping on her stomach. By then she was snoring.

Here comes the good part. A month or so later I run into another friend in the capitol. He tells me his story about meeting this cute black girl in the same bar. She tells him her story about waking up in a pension alone, not exactly knowing how she got there. She says some white guys took her out one night and then just left her there. The people at the pension wouldn't let her out without paying for a room, and she didn't have any money. I already paid for the room, but at that point they didn't know what room she was in or how she got there. She had to climb out a window. It gets even better. My friend did get laid, but he also got Chlamydia - that's why he was in the capitol, to see a doctor. Boy was I glad I couldn't wake her up!

[DasDude]

"It gets even better. My friend did get laid, but he also got Chlamydia - that's why he was in the capitol, to see a doctor. Boy was I glad I couldn't wake her up!"

Talk about karma, awesome story! Reminds of a I guy I worked with, we used to go to this nightclub in Hong Kong, anyway I was too tired to go out and so he went on his own--he ended up in his room with a hooker, except she drugged his drink and stole his wallet and laptop. Keep them coming, thanks!

[ModelT-MsDollie]

This is a different kind of story and happened some 50 years ago. Yes we do remember some things. I'll add a little background to this story.
Mary was my wife's high school friend and my brother's exgirlfriend. She actually set me up to date what would become my wife. My younger brother was in the service and his GF Mary was now fucking everyone who'd have her.
Until then I would never touch Mary but was now fondling her titties and soon fingering her. Mary and other friends of my wife hung around our small home often. I was fucking my wife way too much so she'd actually beg me to fuck her GF's. Yes a fairy tale life and new to this recent virgin and now married teen.
Mary was a cute skinny little thing with very nice pointy perky titties. She rarely if ever wore panties or a bra. Making this better she wore very revealing tops and a mini skirt. Mary was always flashing and showing everything. This was also training for my own GF, then wife, to dress the same.
As I wrote, my wife was getting fucked by me as often as I had time. I was new to this and couldn't get enough of her tits and pussy. Right off I'd tried to get my wife to swap. She wouldn't but was fixing me up with her cute little GF's. All barely legal since we married at 19 and her 17. The girls and my wife were then 18.
So I was fucking a few of my wife's GF's and we all played with each other. My younger brother had written telling me to fuck Mary since everyone else was. He didn't know I was already doing everything but fucking her!
One Saturday afternoon Dollie and Mary came into the tiny living room nude coaxing me to fuck Mary. I didn't mention why I hadn't fucked Mary yet. She had been seeing doctors for an unbelievable pussy smell. Her pussy was also the largest I'd ever seen or felt. My hands are not large. I could bury a fist to the wrist in Mary's c*nt!
For a skinny well built little thing I don't know how her pussy could be so large!
So the combination of that big wet stinky hole caused me to repeatedly say NO! to Mary.
More than 50 years later, a few new exhusbands, I still turned Mary down!

I'd also turned down more young ladies than I want to think about simply because my wife wouldn't swap.

[buddy i con]

Originally Posted by DasDude

"It gets even better. My friend did get laid, but he also got Chlamydia - that's why he was in the capitol, to see a doctor. Boy was I glad I couldn't wake her up!"

Talk about karma, awesome story! Reminds of a I guy I worked with, we used to go to this nightclub in Hong Kong, anyway I was too tired to go out and so he went on his own--he ended up in his room with a hooker, except she drugged his drink and stole his wallet and laptop. Keep them coming, thanks!

I just remembered a detail I got wrong. She didn't tell my friend that some white guys took her out, she told him some French guys took her out. After coming across so many clueless French hippie tourists this part of his story was especially hilarious at the time.

[jiinx81]

I once had a boss who was infatuated with big tits. Old or young, thin or fat, short or tall - nothing mattered except for those big jugs. We worked in a medium-size office building. There were about 150 management people (including my boss and me) and about the same number of hourly workers. One of the younger hourly women was cute but a bit overweight (maybe 175 pounds on her 5-5 or so frame) but had huge tits. My boss pursued her every chance he got, with the goal of getting a nooner at a local motel. He was married, so there would be no real dating. She finally warmed up to him, and was ready to do the deed. One catch - her best friend Rene would also have to have a similar arrangement.

I knew Rene, and really liked her. She was about 5-6, slender, smart, great ass and I guess B-cup tits. Both women were in their mid-20s. Although it wasn't forbidden for management to fraternize with hourly folks, if marriages were broken up or a scene ensued the management person was considered to have exhibited bad judgement and would be unlikely to be considered for promotion. I also thought it would be a bad idea to do something like this with my boss - kind of made us co-conspirators. But Rene was VERY cute!

Rene and I found more opportunities to talk and get closer, and my boss said his love interest had told him that Rene told her that I would do nicely, and to set up the rendezvous. When I heard that I lost my nerve and told Rene that I liked her as a friend, but wasn't interested in seeing her outside of work. She seemed OK with that, and we remained friends - if a bit more distant.

In a couple of weeks I noticed that my boss, his paramour, Rene and a management guy from a different department started going to "lunch" a couple of times a week. I was a little jealous - I really wanted to fuck Rene but didn't want to deal with the consequences.

Rene's guy was single, and they became an item in public for a short time. However they soon broke up, and then soon after that Rene started showing a baby bump. In that time I had gotten promoted and was my former boss's peer. One of my newly inherited employees told me that Rene's boyfriend had in fact given her the baby, and she had given him herpes!

So I made the right call. I got my promotion and avoided an STD all with one decision. For a change, my big head overrode my little head.

[filbert1953]

My first experience was like Beelzebozo's. I was a 19-year-old freshman in college in central NH. My roommate was balling a divorced woman (aged 27, IIRC). The two of them set me up with an attractive French-Canadian ex-dancer, separated from her husband and raising a little boy (aged about 4-5). I went to her house to 'watch TV', when she started getting very friendly. I don't know if the term "MILF" had yet been invented, but I figured I'd been matched up with one.

Then I saw the line of wine bottles on her mantelpiece. When I commented on them, she mentioned they were from YESTERDAY's drinking...Gulp! Then her little boy came running into the room and called me "Daddy"....That was enough! I stuttered some excuses about having forgotten an assignment I needed to do and made my way home. My roommate thought I was an idiot.

As a clincher, about a week later, she and her husband reconciled. My roommate apologized for calling me an idiot. Seems the French-Canadian woman told my roommate's girlfriend that the husband was looking to 'break the bones' of anyone who'd diddled his wife.


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