Beautiful Teen Pick Up! (Almost)

Hi folks, hope you are all having an amazing summer of sexy girl watching or sexy man watching depending on your taste I guess!  My summer has been motoring along, much too fast, but I did find some time to get back to the blog and this story from my not too distant past popped up in my head.  (there was something popping up in my pants while I wrote this too!)

Today I wanted to write about a recent dating experience I had in the west end of Ottawa.  I was driving around a small subdivision in west end Ottawa known for having a bit of a bad rep when it comes to drug dealing, prostitution, gang activity, and other random criminal activity.  That said, I was not particularly nervous to be there.  I have never felt afraid for my safety anywhere in Canada at any time as a matter of fact.  Anyhow, as I was passing through I saw a very pretty girl, on the youngish side, dark brown styled hair, dark complexion, nice body and a giant rack. 

I circled the block thinking I would park and get out to approach her as if I was walking down the street to strike up a conversation.  However, as I circled back she took a turn to the left and I was hoping she would have turned right.  I was running out of options in how to approach her just because of the particular route she chose.  I had to think fast and although I was trying to avoid hitting on her from out of my car window - due to the creepiness factor associated with that - I was left with little choice.  As I said, generally, I feel that this approach comes of as creepy, and due to the neighbourhood I was in, I felt this would surely be seen as a guy trying to pick up a hooker!  But I had no choice so I pulled over, rolled down the window and said “Hey, are you taking the bus? A pretty girl like you should not have to take the bus”.  She replied “no, I am not taking the bus”.  I said, well why not come for a ride with me?  Where are you going?  I can take you there”.  She refused and explained that she is meeting someone.  I persisted and said, “well, hey why don’t you give me your number so we can go out sometime”.  She crossed the street and approached my car.  She leaned in exposing her ample cleavage spilling out of her halter top and said to me “Well, I am only 18”.  I said “oh, and how old do you think I am?  I am not that old.”  She guessed my age to be 33 and she was not far off.  I assured her that I am not quite that old and only check in at 30.  She did not appear very interested but she did not leave the side of my car just yet either.  I asked her for her name and she told me it was Zahara.  I asked again for her phone number and she refused.  I suggested that she just give me her e-mail address and we can get to know each other.  She liked this idea and as I rifled through my car for a pen and paper she stood over me with a cute smile.  I handed her the pen and paper and stared at her massive tits while she wrote out her e-mail for me.

I am always surprised when this approach of just walking up to a women and telling her that she is pretty actually works.  I have had luck with this several times over the years but it is not normally my practice.  One of my rules however, is to never assume that the chick is too good for you.  In fact, I usually approach women that would be considered “out of my league” and like I said I have had a fair bit of success with this approach.

We started chatting via e-mails and she told me all about her teen life at school and how her marks are very good and she is studying hard so that she can attend university next year and start her pursuit of a Medical degree.  I learned from what she had told me that she is a very dedicated student and spends much of her time at school, night school and in the library studying.  She explained that her family immigrated from the middle east and she is the oldest of her siblings.  It was obvious that this girl was independent and strong willed.  She was a regular at her local mosque, and religion was obviously an important aspect of her life.  It was not long before I discovered that she has a real beautiful soul and I had a feeling that she has real purpose to her life which I am sure will be realized in the future as her years as a doctor.  This girl had a great sense of humour and a very realistic outlook on life.  She told me that she was dating a guy but it really seemed as though she was not happy with him.  Later I learned that she had caught him cheating on her and using cocaine and she had left him.  She explained that he was a low-level drug dealer, with a criminal record and no future.  This appeared to be her first meaningful relationship and although I think she sensed that this was for the best, she was obviously torn apart inside.  Overall, I was very impressed with what I had learned of her, at her young age of 18, I thought that this girl was well beyond her years in both maturity, intelligence and attitude.  I am sure that this girl has survived some significant personal struggles along the way and has come out on top only to be stronger than ever.  This is the type of girl who will never be held back from what she wants to accomplish!

After over a month of daily e-mails we finally set up a time to meet for coffee.  To be safe we were to meet at the shop in the downtown area where lots of traffic is a sure thing.  However, I was stood up, big time!  I waited patiently for a full hour just in case, but she was an absolute no show.  In this scenario, I decided that I would give her another chance because A) she is super hot! B) I was really digging this chick as a person from what I had learned of her through our e-mails.  I also figured that she would have a good excuse for missing it.  Later, when we were chatting through e-mails she told me that she had a friend who was in crisis and she had to be there for her.  I was a little disappointed with her answer, since she did not e-mail me to tell me she could not make it at any point during that day.  I thought that the excuse sounded a little made up and wondered if she was too shy to go through with our first date.  Either way, I was going to give her a second chance and I did.  She had given me her phone number at this point so that we could be sure not to miss each other.  However, we could not plan a meeting right away due to our schedules not matching.  During this in-between time, I hinted to her there were some things that I really wanted to discuss with her in person.  She wanted to know over e-mail but I thought it would be better in person and she agreed to wait for it.  We rescheduled our date and this time she showed up right on time.  I greeted her with a big hug and bought her a coffee and we found a seat in the shop.  Finally, I had some time to get to know this fun, intelligent, unique, funny, beautiful and sexy girl!

She was wearing dress pants and a low cut white shirt revealing not a lot but just enough cleavage to make me wild.  Her black silky hair was styled in a sophisticated wave.  Her overall look was super sexy and fine!  One of her first questions was to ask me what my secret was and she said are you married? Do you have kids?  And I like to be as honest as possible, granted in essence I am not honest in this situation but as much as I can be… So I told her that indeed I am married and that I am happily married and not looking for a long term romance per se.  She seemed a bit disappointed but explained that she figured that this was the case.  I was happy that she figured me out ahead of time but still agreed to meet me.  I assumed that this was a good sign that she would be okay with such an arrangement.  We spent an hour and a half together getting to know each other in real life!  It was fun, I think for both of us.  I am not sure what she learned about me, but I learned a lot about her.  I was a little bit off in my original assessment.  The girl in front of me was very real. She was rough around the edges but in a very good way.  For example, she had no fear to talk about sex in blunt terms and yet without being crude.  She asked me if I believed in psychics and told me about a psychic that told her that she would one day be a porn star!  She told me about her sexual fantasies such as her plan to have “three” one night stands before she is married.  And her hope to have a threesome with two guys at some point before marriage.  She said that she hopes to make a “sex tape” with someone in her future.  She was blunt and open about her past boyfriend the drug dealer and her own experimental drug use with cocaine, and other drugs.  We had a very honest and open conversation.  We talked about her family and her family life, and they seemed like an important part of who she is.  We discussed her hopes and dreams.  We talked a bit about her boyfriend and I encouraged her that she had made the right move to leave this gang banger and that she would be doing herself a huge favour to find someone who is truly nice to her for all the right reasons.  I knew and admitted that I was not the right guy for this job, but promised that I would treat her respectfully and honestly no matter what, and I meant it.  For some reason, this girl continued to really touch me… (sadly, not physically! LOL)

She admitted that she is hesitant about having a relationship with a married man but agreed we could be friends for now and see what comes.  I was happy with that, and in fact, I was looking for a friend.  Yes, a friend with benefits, but for me an honest and true friendship has to be a part of that for any real satisfaction.  I was certain that I could be good friends with this girl.  She was going to take the bus home, but I offered to give her a drive home in my car.  She seemed a bit hesitant but I must have won her over and convinced her that I am not a bad man and she accepted.  We had a pleasant drive back to her neighbourhood and I let her off near her home.  She gave me a hug and kiss before leaving.  I was again encouraged by the kiss, thinking it was not something I was expecting, but it reinforced my thoughts that she was ok with my situation.  I was very very tempted to force it a bit, and to attempt a bigger kiss and to cop a quick feel of her beautiful chest.  However, I thought better of it, believing that being a true gentleman would serve best at this time.

Shortly after our meeting, I received an e-mail from her stating that she just is not interested in any kind of relationship with a married man.  Ever since meeting this girl I have been crazy for her.  I would do anything for some sort of relationship with her and since her denial I have suggested many options for us, some not very polite or respectful.  I truly regret these offerings, in that I mean no disrespect to this beautiful person.  We exchanged several e-mails since, mostly of me trying to win her over but she remained adamant that she is not interested and had bluntly asked me to stop contacting her.  Not being one to give up easily it took a while but I finally, resigned my efforts and stopped contacting her.  Secretly, I hope that she keeps my e-mail handy and perhaps contacts me one day in the future with a change of heart.

A very disappointing ending for me this time and I am not sure I could have done much differently.  Other than lying about my situation which I refuse to do since I believe that it would jeopardize my marriage much more than being honest about my situation.  Not to mention it is just not in my nature to lie, and I am not good at pulling it off for any length of time.  This girl is forever in my thoughts, and I wish her all the best.

I am open to any suggestions on how I might have made this turn out differently.  I am looking forward to your comments or suggestions.  If you have similar personal, experiences please share them!  I look forward to hearing from you here on my blog!  You can also find me on Facebook, look for me Rod Thicke.

Teen Sex & Pregnancy

After my 1st blog and the experiences I mentioned it jogged my memory and I thought it might be interesting to revisit some of them.  Here is my experience with teen sex and pregnancy.  No, I was not the 1st man in Canadian history to be pregnant!  I did however; stupidly and accidentally get my girlfriend pregnant when I was 17.  Here is how it happened…

I am a breast guy and have always been a breast guy.  That is not to say I only go for girls with huge tits but it does often catch my attention.  This was the case when I was 17.  As a teen I was very active in sports and could have been termed a jock although, I did not fully fit the stereotype.  When I was 17 I was a member of a prestigious soccer team and we had quite the fan following.  One of the fans happened to be my teammate’s little sister.  She was in a different grade than I was so we did not have much contact except at the soccer games but she caught my attention almost immediately.  Her long curly blond hair, very slim athletic body and large chest (especially at our age) was hard to miss.  She was very attractive and all the guys on the team lusted after her. 

However, at the age of 17 most of my friends were still quite tame about relationships and sex.  I had a previous girlfriend for nearly 3 years and was already experienced in everything but sex.  I was very outgoing and not afraid to talk to girls, and she was also outgoing and the opposite of shy when it came to interacting with the guys on the team.  She was witty, sarcastic, bubbly and just a lot of fun!

She was starting at my high school that fall and we hooked up as an official couple just before the school year.  I was close to her family and began spending a lot of time with her at her home with her family, at my home with my family and on frequent movie and dinner dates.  Before too long I was putting my hands up her shirt in the movie theatre!  Once it started, we could not keep our hands off of each other.  Whenever we had a chance, I was feeling her and she was rubbing me. 

We were a very cute couple, happy together, honey-moonish like.  I can remember my first blowjob from her in her parent’s basement.  She was nervous at first, but she was not the kind of girl to stay nervous for long.  In retrospect, I feel that she may have had a low self-esteem and was begging for acceptance and love.  I can understand why she would have felt these things, her family were very outgoing and sarcastic much like mine.  In that situation, being a youngest child is very difficult to compete in a battle of wits and minds and you usually find yourself on the losing side of any teasing.  Whatever the reasons were, after my first blowjob things changed. 

Surprisingly, she literally loved to taste my cum, she begged for it and I am not even exaggerating. 
Every man’s dream!  Blowjobs in the car on the way to the movie, on the way home from the movie, (once or twice in the theatre!), at her home, in my home, anywhere and everywhere, she could not get enough and neither could I.

We started having sex 6 months into our relationship and I vividly remember our 1st time.  This was the 1st time for both of us.  We were on the phone when her parents left the house and she was alone, we decided now was the time to take the next step and I was at her place minutes later.  I remember her small bedroom with her single bed pushed up against the wall, the teddy bears all around the room and the small homework desk with a mirror for her make-up and hair styling.  We lay down and made out for a bit before I removed her Roots sweater (which was one of mine) to reveal her beautiful perky breasts and pink nipples.  After spending sometime there, I slowly made my way down her body kissing her soft flat stomach.  I removed her shorts and panties and tasted her fresh lips bringing her close to climax.

Then we switched and I let her spend some time with my cock in her mouth. 

The next thing you know we are having sex for the 1st time. 

In many ways, this is as perfect as the 1st time can be, if it was painful for her she did not show it.  When we finished there was the blood, between her legs and on my cock, which for whatever reason is quite erotic.  And then... there were tears.  She began to cry and I was not sure how to interpret this.  I hugged her and we sat together for a bit.  She could not explain the tears but claimed that she was not sad or upset.  This was too much for me to understand and I had to leave for work at my part time job.  I truly felt terrible leaving her but had no choice and she insisted that I leave and not worry about her.  She was all I could think of for my four-hour shift and as soon as I was done, I returned to her and all was normal again.

This 1st episode was much like the oral sex.  Once we started we could not get enough and we would make love everywhere and all the time.

 

 

I remember once when we were having sex in her basement while her parents were home.  We were under a blanket and laying on a Futon, I was taking her from behind while we lay on our sides.  Her father came down to tease us and we had to endure his digs while I remained inside of her.  Somehow, he did not notice our nervousness or awkwardness and left us, not before actually threatening to pull off the covers to see what we were up to.  He was always joking like this and I really do not suspect he had any idea. If you recall that she loved the taste of my cum, well this did not change and I still got frequent blowjobs and when we had sex, she often begged me to finish in her mouth since we were using the early withdrawal method anyway, I obliged.

 

 

We were young and did not have a lot of cash and we tried condoms but did not like what they take away from the sensation of sex.  We could not afford the pill and we were not sure how to get this without her parents being aware of it.  We practiced the early withdrawal method.  Is that even a method?  Regardless, we were very successful with this.  We had very regular sex for a year and half before she got pregnant.  At first, we were not sure but her period was late, and soon we started to expect the worst.  I scraped up some money for a pregnancy test, which came back positive, and we went to a clinic to confirm the result.  I remember holding her and crying together in the parking lot of the clinic.  Even today, when I drive by the clinic, it brings me right back to that moment in time, holding her next to my car, in tears, but still in love.  I had already made up my mind that I would prefer she has an abortion but would not impose this on her in anyway.  I asked her to decide what she would like to do and she too felt abortion was the right move.  I had already done the research and knew what our options were in terms of abortion clinics vs. hospital.  However, I was not 100% confident that we could handle this on our own.  I asked her if she would like to do this together, or ask her parents for help.  She was scared and lost and we chose to tell her parents later that day, and I remember this vividly too.  In her parent’s bedroom, we met alone with her mom.  We cried throughout the exchange, all 3 of us.  Her parents were cool about it, although obviously disappointed and they felt it necessary to advise my parents of the situation they gave me the option to tell them myself or to have them make the call.  I told them myself, and remember telling my mom in our backyard.  At 1st she laughed it off and insisted I was joking, but her laughter quickly changed to severe disappointment.  My parents usually very understanding were not very happy.  My Dad told me that he was ashamed of me and that I had embarrassed the family.  This hit me very hard and to this day, I reflect on that time and hope that I have made it up to my Dad, Mom and family.  My Dad has now passed away and this is my one regret to this point in my life.  I know in his heart that he forgave me probably much earlier than I believed, but I still look back and am disappointed in myself.

Our relationship basically came to a halt at this point.  We wanted to stay together, but her parents would not let me be around during or after the abortion.  I wanted to be there, to support my girl because I knew that I was more to blame than she was and as far as I was concerned, we were in this together and it was hard to deal with being shut out.  Her parents did not forbid us to see each other after that but they were not exactly approving of our relationship.  I went into a depression during this time; I spent most of the day sleeping in my room.  I wanted to avoid everyone and everything and lay in bed crying nearly every day.  I hid some of my grief and I do not think that anyone knows how deeply this truly affected me.

I believe that people tend to side with the woman in these situations and I have no problem with that.  However, I think men’s feelings and intentions are too often passed over and/or misinterpreted or even disregarded which is wrong.  Especially in the case of youth who really can and do make mistakes and act out of passion without wisdom and experience to influence their actions.  I still have infrequent contact with this girl and we bear no hard feelings against each other.  Personally, I hold a very warm place in my heart for her.  I have offered to discuss her feelings and thoughts on the situation from time to time but she has never wanted to talk about it.  I suppose revisiting that time is too painful.  I wish we could have had a debriefing about it since I was shut out; there is a lot I do not know about her side of it.  Considering the whole story, I am still very grateful for having her in my life and I she is one I will never ever forget.

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Ottawa Chat Lines Cont...

First off, let me sincerely apologize for taking so long to add to my blog.  But now that I am back, please sit back and enjoy!

Since I never really touched the topics I intended to about the chat lines here in Ottawa in my last blog I thought I would give it another shot here.  Also, once you are finished reading, please feel free to leave any comments, suggestions, ideas, feedback or opinions.  I would love to hear your views or experiences on the topic.

Lately, when I have used the chat lines, the lines are now filled with women looking for pay for play.  I have no problem with the women who are there for pay for play and in fact, I believe it is a much safer venue for them to conduct their business than on the street.  However, I do believe that the women and the men would be better served if they were honest about their appearances.  I know some of these women sound very enticing when they give their descriptions.  I have met a few of them and others I just happen to know from my personal life.  And in fact, they are rarely honest about their appearances. 


Sexy 5'2" brunette, 110 lbs, beautiful bedroom eyes, straight teeth, 36 double D...

I really think that if they were honest they would still be able to attract some paying customers.  But when you enter into an agreement and arrive, only to find out that the person is not what they said they were it only causes problems for everyone.  It also puts them at more danger in my opinion, if that happened to me, I would be angry to begin with and more likely to act in a less than respectful way during the encounter.  Ladies just be honest!  That said I am sure that men on the lines are the same and I really do not know why you would use this approach.  The only time it makes sense to lie about your appearance is if you are online searching only for phone sex.

This brings me to my second topic of phone sex on the chat lines.  For the life of me, I cannot figure out why most women who record an ad stating they are looking for some “fun on the phone” or leave an ad with some serious heavy breathing rarely turn out to be serious about it.  Most of the time when I message back to these ladies I get no response whatsoever. I mean if you think I am not your type or something, fine, but have the decency to tell me that.  I really do not believe that it is because I am not their type, since it happens all the time.  I think the truth of the matter is that most of these women happen to be too shy to actually go through with any "fun on the phone" in a live chat.  So if you are too shy why bother with the ad? 



Once in a while, I find a lady who really is up for a good old fashioned steamy chat and I am always relieved when I find someone serious about it. 



All of that said, perhaps the problem lies in my ad or greeting… I am curious to know if anyone has a suggestion on a good ad or reply to an ad that will catch a woman’s attention to get them to open up to a live chat and get down to it.  A good ad would probably be something fun, humourous and exciting.  Any ideas on how to do that?

As I have mentioned in previous blogs, I am a married man, and although, I may seem like a perverted old scum bag it really is not the truth.  I will save the debate on the old “You cannot love her if you want to cheat on her…” for another day.  That said, when I am looking on the chat line I am honest about being married and I can never understand why it is so hard to find women interested in having an affair.  I do understand that not every lady would be up for that, but you see it in movies and tv shows all the time. You read about it in newspapers and magazines.  So you know that there are women and men out there who do not mind having a little extramarital fun.  But where are these ladies?  Usually, when I confess that I am a married man, I get “Oh, I just could not do that to another woman” or “I am not comfortable with it if she does not know about it”.  What I really cannot figure out is when I meet a woman on there who is also married but she says that her husband is aware that she is on the chat line and he is ok with her stepping out of the marriage for some fun.   Then she goes on to say that, she cannot have an affair with a man who is married unless his wife knows about it.  I mean really… What makes you so righteous that you would not over look that my wife is not aware of the affair?  You are already committing adultery whether or not your hubby knows about it, but all of the sudden you care about some stranger’s feelings etc… I can never understand that one.  If anyone has some great ideas about where and how to start an extramarital affair, I would love to know the easy answer.  LOL.  Of course, it is never going to be that easy, but still, I am always stumped by the women on the chat lines and their “strong ethics”!

However, I do find that the chat lines are great for no-strings attached sex.  If I am not honest about my wife, it gets very easy for this kind of fun.  As, mentioned in my previous blog, I have so many experiences from that chat-line from before the time I was married that I could not ever blog about all of them.  One that sticks out in my mind though was a young girl who was working as a Real Estate Agent’s assistant.  Her job was to sit in an empty model home and greet potential customers as they came in to view the model.  However, she was in a very low traffic model and was obviously bored at work spending some time on the chat line.  I have to admit some of my stories are so unbelievable, but I swear to you all that each and everyone is 100% true.  We chatted for a short while on the chat line before she urged me to tell me what “I was really on the line for” and I am never shy, and told her I am looking for whatever sexual fun I can find.  Next thing you know, she invites me to visit her model home for a no strings attached blowjob.  First I am thinking, ok, this is too good to be true, I am going to show up and there will not even be a house at this address.  Or the chick is going to be some fat 50 year old grandma.  I drive down to Stittsville, not a far drive from where I was to begin with and sure enough the house just as she described it sitting there.  The lawn still unfinished, driveway unpaved etc… I imagine the unfinished state of the development played a role in the low traffic of viewers there.  Next, I walk up to the house thinking who knows who I am going to find in there.  Surprisingly, when I enter the home I am greeted by a very stunning, atheletic young lady dressed for business in a cute blouse and a dark short skirt with no nylons on her muscular legs. 

She was a dirty blond with short wavy hair, beautiful blue eyes and a young eager look to her.  I believe she was 18 or 19 at that time.  Myself, I would have been 21.  I introduced myself as the guy from the chat line and we made small talk for a very brief moment.  She ushered me upstairs and I followed her watching her very sexy ass in her short and sexy skirt. 





She was really marvellous to look at, and I just could not believe that I had found her so easy.  She brought me to one of the empty bedrooms, with no furniture and we found a spot that was away from the window.  She had discussed with me on the phone that she wanted to give me a blowjob and I was expecting to at least return the favour if not have the situation lead to sex.  We began to make out and as our tongues met my hands slowly moved up her abdomen and I felt her breasts through her blouse. 

She was probably a larger side of a B Cup and firm just like you would expect from a young girl.  I slid my hand down her back and touched her ass, her curves were amazing.  After a short while I removed her blouse and her bra and we lay on the floor together.  I put my mouth to her breasts and sucked on her erect pink nipples and she put her hand on my groin and rubbed my throbbing cock. 

She went on to unbuckle my belt and unzip my pants before taking my cock in her hand and exploring my shaft.  I took of my shorts and in no time at all she was sucking my cock and giving me one of the better blowjobs I have experienced.  She was certainly passionate about blow jobs.  I watched her suck my dick as she sat topless and kneeled between my legs bobbing on my dick. 

When I finally climaxed in her mouth she moaned and sucked down all my cum and sucking the head of my cock for every last drop.  I offered to go down on her and was more than willing but she declined the offer. 

And then as soon as she was done, almost as fast as it had started we were putting our clothes back on and leaving the room.  She was not interested in chatting afterwards or anything else, she was just happy to have serviced me and I was very appreciative.

That is a completely true story, you don’t have to believe it, but its legitimately one of my many hard to believe but so very true experiences.  I would love to hear your experiences, comments, suggestions.  Please leave a comment about my blog and tell me what you are thinking.
See you next time…

Ottawa Chat Lines

I started dating my wife nine years ago and married her nearly three years ago, so we have been together for a significant amount of time.  However, I have never stopped trying to date other women.  I have had some limited success but I believe my honesty stops me from being too successful.  Apparently, most women do not want to have an affair, they don’t want to be your mistress.  You see it all the time on TV men having affairs with women they work with or with strangers.  However, in real life it’s just not that simple; is it?

Where I have been most successful is on the various telephone chat lines around Ottawa (which can be found easily in the Ottawa Sun personals section).  In fact, I had discovered these lines in my youth and over the years I have had a LOT of success with dating and sexual encounters.  Let me start from the beginning. 



When I was just a teen I was not able to access the lines properly since I had no credit card and no way to purchase a membership.  However it did allow you to record an ad and you were alerted when someone was interested.  I used to call and in my ad leave my phone number or e-mail for people to contact me at.  When I was not getting booted off for “misuse of the system” I did have some feedback and made some contacts.  However, this never lead to anything worth writing about here.  Later I did acquire a credit card and my own phone line allowing me to be a bit more of an active participant on the chat lines.  This is where my adventures began.

Over the years I have met too many girls off that line to tell every story, but let me tell you about some of the more memorable ones.  My most favourite were Jasmine and Dana who I began talking with on chat.  Jasmine and Dana were two young flirty and feisty girls in their late teens.  They were sexually inexperienced in every way and were looking for someone to show them what they were missing.  They did not come right out and say it but it was obvious that they were interested in more than meeting for a movie date.

After a few conversations I finally met with them, they asked me to bring some beer when I came.  I remember bringing a six pack and because we were meeting in a public park I draped a sweater over it awkwardly so it didn’t look so obvious.  Which likely only made it much more obvious in retrospect.  We met at the park in west end Ottawa, I was not entirely familiar with the area but the two of them suggested we go somewhere more private and we walked a short way to a grassy hill next to a railroad.  We were up against a chain link fence at the top of the hill, at the foot of the hill was a wooden fence which blocked a row of town homes.  We started drinking and chatting and playfully flirting.

After a beer or two Jasmine the less pretty of the two said so why do you think we wanted to meet you just to talk?  I said that I didn’t know exactly what they wanted and they told me to guess.  I suggested that maybe they wanted to suck my dick.  They giggled and explained that they had not ever seen or touched a cock before.  I asked them if they would like to and Jasmine was quite eager.  Dana mostly sat quite but would agree with a nod or a quick yes.  It was awkward at first and I was not sure what I was getting into because they wanted me to take out my own cock.  I told them that if they wanted to see it they would have to take it out themselves.  I felt that this way I was not asking them to do anything they did not want to do.  Jasmine came to sit next to me and undid my shorts.  She put her hand down my shorts and felt my throbbing cock through my underwear and asked me what she should do next.  I told her she could pull it out if she wanted to.  She did and at first just let it lay there while she and Dana checked it out.  After a while this got boring and I was at risk of losing my hard on.  I said, is that it, you just wanted to look at it.  Jasmine said no, and said that she wanted to give a blow job but was not sure how.  I told her it was easy and I can help.  I told her to put her mouth on my cock and the rest will come naturally.  Next thing you know Jasmine is sucking my cock and Dana is just watching.

Dana was still much more hesitant but interested, as opposed to Jasmine who was very outgoing and not nearly as afraid as she wanted me to think.  Her blowjob was not the best and eventually, I stop her and say why don’t we let Dana try.  Dana agrees again without saying much and is too shy to approach me.  I have to slide over to where she is on the hill with my cock out and I wipe off Jasmine’s saliva with my T-shirt.  I have to ease Dana’s head down to my lap and she begins sucking me off.

Immediately I know she is much more of a natural than Jasmine and she feels so good.  After a little while Jasmine interrupts my enjoyment and asks if she can suck me again.  We switch back to Jasmine for a bit but not long after I stop her and ask her to let Dana have another turn. 

Dana starts again, and she proved that her first try was no fluke, I felt so good to have my cock in her mouth.  It’s not long before I feel that pressure building up in my cock.  I remember whispering to Dana that she is doing very good and that she is better than her friend Jasmine.  I know that Dana has never done this before, but I do not want to stop to warn her about the eruption of cum that is brewing.  I hold it back as long as I can and then let it go deep in her mouth... she stops immediately.


She did not say why she stopped as I am sure at the time she did not fully understand what happened.  Jasmine was hoping to suck me some more but I told her no and she was upset to learn that I had already blown my load in her friend's mouth.  I assured her that I would save her some more for another time.

Sure enough I did meet with Jasmine and Dana again under the same circumstances.  We had some beer and this time Dana got more drunk than last time.  Again Jasmine started sucking my cock first and this time she let me feel her tits as she sucked me off. 

She had a nice size chest and I was enjoying myself but all I could think about was getting Dana back on my cock.  Dana was wearing a pair of overalls, which was somewhat fashionable at the time.  She started sucking my cock and Jasmine directed me to undo her overalls and play with her tits too.  Dana did not want me to feel her, but Jasmine told her that it is only fair because she let me feel her.  Dana allowed me to feel her tits and continued to blow me.  I was in heaven, fondling this beautiful cute blond girls tits while she gave me the perfect blow job.  Dana had small but pert tits and she was exactly the kind of girl I fantasize about.  Young and innocent, truly sweet, inexperienced and willing to play.  I stopped Dana for a moment and we began kissing while I felt her tits and I ended up laying on top of her.  She was still wearing her overalls and shirt but she became frightened and pleaded with me.  Please, no, please don’t do it.  I assume that she thought I was going to have sex with her, which I was not planning on at the moment.  I reassured her that she has nothing to worry about and we got up, for Dana to finish my blow job while I had Jasmine’s tits in my hands.  Dana was more prepared for my cum this time and swallowed my whole load without complaint.

I do not know what happened to these girls, I had Dana’s number for a while, but when I called her mother never let me speak with her.  She seemed like a very mean women from what I could hear on the phone.  I never did get to see either Jasmine or Dana again but it was an experience I will always remember.

There have been many more meetings since this one from girls, to older women, to chicks my own age and meeting for blow jobs, sex, anal sex, pay for play, movie dates, coffee dates etc…  As I said I was very successful with the chat lines but on the other hand there was no long term relationships of any sort formed here.

I will share the other stories another time but there are too many for one blog.  In fact, when I started this blog my intention was to talk about meeting ladies when you are married and to go over what has worked and has not worked for me.  In fact, most of my efforts on that front have not worked.  I would be more than happy to hear from you if you have any ideas on the matter.  I will blog again about this topic since I really did not cover any of it today.

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