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Loaning a chick money 9/9/16 - Bye (3 Viewers)

part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
Agree with all of this. I view Ron as the perfect example of a "grass is greener" scenario. I find myself sitting here for a moment envious of his day, then I realized my Sunday consisted of playing golf, watching football, and having sex with my loving wife - a day Ron would probably actually trade me for.
I would trade this drama filled life that I've built for just one day of no drama, golf, football and sex with your wife.

 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.
Squirting poop bottles?
Well, her evil giggle initially didn't seem to suggest that she could be too terribly grossed out by it. I'm honestly surprised AZ Ron kept it going through all this. I honestly think if a girl did that to me or even just did it to herself I may be too grossed out to keep going.
Yeah, something that disgusting would almost be enough to make me throw up right on the spot.
 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.
Squirting poop bottles?
Well, her evil giggle initially didn't seem to suggest that she could be too terribly grossed out by it. I'm honestly surprised AZ Ron kept it going through all this. I honestly think if a girl did that to me or even just did it to herself I may be too grossed out to keep going.
Yeah, something that disgusting would almost be enough to make me throw up right on the spot.
Seems gross talking about it now but at the time I was so titillated from the shower, it just seemed "sexual" not gross at the time.

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
:goodposting:
:goodposting: x2....To each their own. If AR is happy, then who am i to judge.

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
Agree with all of this. I view Ron as the perfect example of a "grass is greener" scenario. I find myself sitting here for a moment envious of his day, then I realized my Sunday consisted of playing golf, watching football, and having sex with my loving wife - a day Ron would probably actually trade me for.
I would trade this drama filled life that I've built for just one day of no drama, golf, football and sex with your wife.
:lmao: monogamy is part of the deal, unfortunately.

 
Saturday morning, I woke up on the couch in the family room with a PS3 controller in my lap and empty Heineken bottles at my feet when I heard my daughter say to me, dad, Im hungry. I gather myself and head into the kitchen to cook her breakfast. I look around the fridge and say, how about French toast and sausage? as my wife comes downstairs. My wife says, We need to make it quick, were going to visit cousin today. I tell my wife the French toast is frozen and the sausages are brown and serve so Ill have breakfast ready in a few minutes.

The three of us eat while discussing the weekend plans; my wife says shell be back Sunday night. What are you going to do?, she asks. No idea, I said, maybe just veg out and enjoy some peace and quiet. Last week was crazy with work, I could use a break. We get done eating, they get themselves together and leave.

Silence, I love that sound.

I turn on NFL Network and sunk back into the couch in the family room. This is pretty much all I want to do.

A few hours go by as Im zoned into NFL Network, I hear rumbling coming from upstairs; Girl 1 & Girl 3 come downstairs and head to the kitchen wearing nothing but t-shirts and panties both had their hair up. No idea they were here. I get up to make another cup of coffee and to say good morning, Girl 3 reciprocates while Girl 1 totally ignores me. Girl 3 says, shes always a ##### in the morning and smacks Girl 1 on the butt.

Girl 1 finally decides to speak, how come you never have chocolate cereal? Me, what?. Her, chocolate cereal, you never have it. Its always just Kashi and fruity stuff. Me, Ill add it to the list (while thinking to myself, this b#### has some nerve). I leave the kitchen and head back over to the family room with my coffee; Girl 3 joins me on the couch, sitting Indian style eating cereal. Girl 1 sits on the floor with bottom of the couch propping her back up eating cereal. If I just met Girl 1, I would have thrown her out of my house by now; I know her personality though she kind of lives in her own world so I dont take it personally.

Girl 3: What are you going to do today?

Me: I dont know, maybe nothing.

Girl 3: well youre boring (jokingly). Wife drove us here last night; I forgot she was leaving today though. My car is still at the bar she said you wouldnt mind taking me to get it.

Me: No problem. Let me get cleaned up and dressed and well go.

Girl 3: You should have Girl 1 clean you (devilish grin)

Girl 1: (in a matter of fact tone without skipping a beat) Yup, Im the best. Ill need like three bottles to clean you though guys are dirty.

Me: I think I do a pretty good job; Ill be fine.

Girl 3: Trust me, shes the best. Youll be the cleanest youve ever been.

Girl 1: Come on, lets clean you up.

I figure why not. Ive been trying to pound Girl 1 for over a year and she never gives in. I know shes strictly cliquely but for some reason that makes me want to even more. We head upstairs to the main bathroom, she tells me to get the shower hot and shell be in shortly. Im in the shower starting to clean myself when she gets in her tiny feet are touching mine and I have an instant power boner.

Girl 1: Point that thing that way

I turn around thinking, yes, how dare I catch wood while some chick is in the shower with me; especially when its one Ive been trying to screw for way too long how could I be so rude.

She goes to work giving me strict instructions when to move and where. She washes my head, face, neck and back first then legs, #### and balls next while she keeps making several remarks to me being hard (the nerve of me!). She tells me to bend over with one leg up on the side of the tub; she gets down on her knees and a start washing my butt hole like its never been washed before.

She tells me to lean forward and relax at this point Ive been taking directions without thinking so I do it. She takes a plastic bottle of water and puts the tip in my ### I jump she yells STOP MOVING!!! as she squeezes the bottle of water up my butt. My reflexes push the water back out and it squirts all over her chest. She screams with excitement. I look back to apologies but shes smiling like shes having the time of her life; she repeats this 2 more times.

She then washes herself and performs the same bottle maneuver but squirts in an opposite direction. We finish cleaning and get out of the shower. We head into my bedroom and after she towels off, she bends over and looks back at me while spreading her cheeks open. She says, See, now that is a clean ### wanna taste? I shove my tongue right in her ### then alternate between her vag and ### for a good 15 mins; I turn her on her back and try once again to put my #### in and get RON, NO. So I went back to snacking on her ### while I cranked on out.

Im clean.

We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 3 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 3's car, Girl 1 says to Girl 3, "He tried to #### me again - gross".

:mellow:
Sounds like this broad goes coo-coo for cocoa puffs.

 
Wow, Girl 1 sure likes to pull the power play on you. If 100% correct as you wrote, my dime-store psychiatric opinion is she a bit of a sociopath, eh?

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
Agree with all of this. I view Ron as the perfect example of a "grass is greener" scenario. I find myself sitting here for a moment envious of his day, then I realized my Sunday consisted of playing golf, watching football, and having sex with my loving wife - a day Ron would probably actually trade me for.
interestingly enough, my sunday involved having sex with your loving wife, playing golf and watching football. glad i didn't get the order mixed up!

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
Agree with all of this. I view Ron as the perfect example of a "grass is greener" scenario. I find myself sitting here for a moment envious of his day, then I realized my Sunday consisted of playing golf, watching football, and having sex with my loving wife - a day Ron would probably actually trade me for.
interestingly enough, my sunday involved having sex with your loving wife, playing golf and watching football. glad i didn't get the order mixed up!
ah, Ron beat me to the joke :kicksrock:

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up
Nah, he'd never blow his investable dollars on something so frivolous as chocolate cereal.
I'm assuming "chocolate cereal" is code, here?

 
We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 3 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 3's car, Girl 1 says to Girl 3, "He tried to #### me again - gross".
You are a joke to these women, including your wife. This was well planned in advance to #### with you because they think you're a doormat.

 
We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 3 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 3's car, Girl 1 says to Girl 3, "He tried to #### me again - gross".
You are a joke to these women, including your wife. This was well planned in advance to #### with you because they think you're a doormat.
Harsh. I was thinking the same thing but was gonna keep it to myself.

 
Haven't read the whole thread...is there a girl #2?
Sounds like Girl #1 is also Girl #2.
:no:

No - Girl 2 split out of the group over some nonsense with my Wife and Amber (crazy girl from last year). I haven't seen her around much.

when I started telling what's going in the OP and follow ups, I never saw Girl 1, Girl 2 and/or Girl 3 being around long so I just named them 1,2 & 3.

But now, Girl 1 and Girl 3 seem to be permanent fixtures for now. I thought about just adding their names but thought that would just be more confusing.

 
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We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 3 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 3's car, Girl 1 says to Girl 3, "He tried to #### me again - gross".
You are a joke to these women, including your wife. This was well planned in advance to #### with you because they think you're a doormat.
No, Girl 1 is just an selfish entitled dominating lesbo.

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.
There's no mental or emotional drain when you don't actually give a #### about them.

I mean, in real life, not in this fake universe.

 
So, has Girl 1 not given you anything at all, not even for like a minute? (note - getting a bottle in the bum does not count as "anything" ... you know what I mean)

 
So, has Girl 1 not given you anything at all, not even for like a minute? (note - getting a bottle in the bum does not count as "anything" ... you know what I mean)
She'll randomly stop what she's doing, pull my junk out of the other girl I'm in and beat it against other vages several times. Again, she's in control.

She's never done anything just to pleasure me. She doesn't like men. Penis are just a tool to her.

Think of "Napoleon complex" on a petite lesbian.

I still want to hit it though - bad.

 
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So, has Girl 1 not given you anything at all, not even for like a minute? (note - getting a bottle in the bum does not count as "anything" ... you know what I mean)
She'll randomly stop what she's doing, pull my junk out of the other girl I'm in and beat it against other vages several times. Again, she's in control.

She's never done anything just to pleasure me. She doesn't like men. Penis are just a tool to her.

Think of "Napoleon complex" on a petite lesbian.

I still want to hit it though - bad.
Clearly, if you'll tongue her ### and then wander away.

 
Am I the only one that thinks you should buy a box of Coco Puffs?

(and replace it with GrapeNuts on the inside before she opens it, let her think she is getting her chocolate cereal then BANG, f' off biotch)

 
Am I the only one that thinks you should buy a box of Coco Puffs?

(and replace it with GrapeNuts on the inside before she opens it, let her think she is getting her chocolate cereal then BANG, f' off biotch)
Girl 1 is cool. Like I said - she's just in her own world. She has a lot of good qualities, it's just the weird ones that I find interesting and note worthy post.

I know the difference between being disrespected and woman having a "oh this is just what I do" moments.

Doesn't phase me.

I was in the living room watching a movie once - Wife walked by "hey babe", Girl 3 walked by "hey hot stuff" (wink), Girl 1 walked by and just put up her hands like claws.

It's just her thing

:shrug:

 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.
Squirting poop bottles?
I think it had more to do with the fact that Girl 3 was so tired from having sex with Girl 1 and AR's wife all night while his daughter was sleeping and he played PS3 and drank by himself. Based on Girl 1 not liking the penis, I assume that Girl 3 had to take all of AR's wife's strap on and that probably wore her out.
:lmao:

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up
Nah, he'd never blow his investable dollars on something so frivolous as chocolate cereal.
:lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:
:lmao:

 
[SIZE=10pt]Ouch![/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I woke up to a completely naked Girl 1 biting my nipple, “WTF are you doing?” [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: You elbowed me, now I can’t go back to sleep.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: What are you doing in my room anyway?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: Wife and Girl 3 were being rag queens, so I decided to sleep here. I told them I was going to come #### your brains out.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: Well? do it[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1 : Eww, gross.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: :confused: [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1 starts looking around, spots her panties and shirt on the floor next to me and begins reaching across me to get them. I don’t sleep with clothes on, ever; I’m still laying on my back clutching my now sore nipple as she puts one leg over me – while straddled across me, she says:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: I this thing always hard? (while pouncing a bit on me).[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: Well, I like women; especially petite women. I like them even better when they’re naked. Sprinkle in the fact that one is straddled across me using my #### as a pommel horse, yes, that’s going to do it for me every time.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]“Knock knock” – Angie walks in giggling.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: Hi Angie, glade you’re here because Ron was trying to #### me again (as she smacks my chest– same nipple). [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1 pushes off of me and throws her t-shirt and panties on and rushes out of the room mumbling something about me being a weirdo creep. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Angie: Sorry to interrupt whatever that was (laughing) but can you take me to work? I’m working a brunch and I need to go help set up. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: What time do you need to be there?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Angie: 9:00am, I’m sorry[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: (looking across the room at the clock) it’s 8:40, we need to go.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I jump up and throw on some gym shorts, Under Armor shirt, hoodie and slip on some boat shoes. As I head downstairs I see my wife and daughter are already up, with coats on getting ready to head out. “We have hair appointments, then a kids party to go to”, my wife says. I give the kisses and hugs and they head out, I’m right behind them with Angie to our respective vehicles. – Girl 1 is in the family room watching cartoons and eating Chocho Puffs. Girl 3 must have left earlier, no sign of her. While driving with Angie to drop her off, I say:[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: “Girl 1 is crazy”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Angie: “I was going to come to bed with you last night but I saw her in the bed. I was too tired to get attacked by the muff monster so I just slept in the guest room.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]We get to Angie’s job right at 9:00; I give her a kiss and tell her to have a good day then head back to my house. Girl 1 is still zoned out eating Choco Puffs and watching cartoons. I head to my room, take a shower then pack post-workout clothes to change into in my gym bag.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: Are you hanging out here? I’m going to the gym.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: We should do the park run.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: What’s the park run?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: It’s a park, you run in it dork (rolls her eyes).[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: Which park? There’s like a hundred of them around here[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: the one near my house.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Me: It’s a little too cold for me[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Girl 1: it’s like 40 degrees, that’s perfect running weather wuss.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I take her up on the offer and we head to the park near her house. We go to her house first so she can change, then we walk over to park near buy. “It’s 2 miles out and 2 back”, she says and we start jogging. About a mile in, my sore nipple was hard and rubbing on the inside of my shirt. We hit the 2 mile point and take a quick breather turn around and head back. The pace back was a little slower until we hit about the 3 mile point; “Girl 1 looks at me and says, she you back at the house” and takes off into a full-on sprint. I don’t have enough left in the tank to even try to keep up – I maintain my pace.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I catch up to her several minutes later stretching on her lawn, I join in the stretching. I’m a sweaty mess, we both are. She tells me to come in the house so we can change; “don’t sit on the couch, go to my room.” – I do it. I’ve never been in her house before but I know it’s her parents’ house though – they’re retired and spend the winter months in Florida.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I walk into her bedroom, looking around I could tell that she’s lived in it since she was a kid. She immediately strips naked and tells me to do that same. I do, I sit on the edge of the bed and say, “I need to cool off before I take a shower or I’ll just keep sweating.” She pushes me down on the bed, gets on top of my head and says, “I’m going to make you suck all the sweat out of my #####”. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]At this point, I should just say no thank you and leave because I know this is going to end with me holding my hard #### again. But, I’m an idiot and have no self-control so I do as commanded. This goes on for a few minutes until she has an epiphany, “I want to try something”. She gets up and looks directly at my #### and shoves her face onto it; I’m talking not only in her mouth, in her neck. She does this until it looks like she’s going to choke or pass out, I pull her off me. She pulls her head up gasping for air, wide-eyed with a sick laugh, waits a second then does it again. She says, “Now you’re going to make me come” and walks over to her drawer and starts rummaging through it. I’m scared. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]She comes back with a bottle of lube and a rabbit (a small vibrator). She dumps a bunch of lube in her hand and starts rubbing it on my ####, I almost shoot from this alone. She hovers over me, facing me, with the rabbit in one hand and her other hand on my junk, then slams down on top of me while I slide right up as ### – she lets out a wild scream. She then leans back a bit and starts going to work on the man in the boat with the rabbit. I started to hold her hips and move a bit but she slapped my chest (same nipple again) and yells, “stop moving!” – I go stiff, everything is stiff; I’m using every Jedi mind trick in my book to keep an erection as she kept clinching my #### with her sphincter, moving around the rabbit and pushing one foot into my sweaty armpits.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]She then starts screaming clawing my thigh, I look down in a mix of pain and ecstasy to see her squirting all over my stomach – that’s it, I can’t hold it any longer – I shot a load while in her ###. She lifts up while still squirting and convulsing. My #### is covered in semen, fecal matter (not visible but it has to be there considering where it’s just been), her sugary substance and sweat. I lay exhausted with my arms sprawled out; she’s doing the same, then makes eye contact with and says, “If you tell Girl 3, I’ll kick your ###” and smacks me on the same nipple! – WTF!?!?[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I get up and head to her bathroom. I start the shower going then get in; she joins me – I keep one eye out for water bottles which she didn’t have.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]I got out, got dressed asked if she was hungry or something. She said no, she’s going to just chill for a while so I left.[/SIZE]

 
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