Saturday Night Adventurers

This Saturday night started late by the standards of a college student, around 11:30pm to be exact. I was planning to go out but I just didn't know where or with whom, finally I found Ashley. We eventually met up at somebody else's house, Jim, and chatted for a few minutes and had a beer before heading out to the frats. Perhaps I should take this time to interject the type of person Ashley is. For starters she's a nympho in every sense of the word, this women lives and breathes for sex, this is a quality I find extremely attractive. She is decent looking with a thin figure, pale white skin with cute freckles and ginger hair, overall she's fairly good looking and I wouldn't have a second thought about railing this chick based on her looks. There is a slight problem of history here and that is the fact that she is my friends ex, not that this bothers me terribly but I'm not the kind of guy that would be douche about it.

Anyway we finally get to the party and have a few beers, Ashley is flirty as always but as the night progresses you can tell the hornyness is starting to hear it's head. She starts kissing/biting my neck just the right way to spring me hard almost instantly, and I prematurely start to think that hey this might turn out to be an awesome night. Of course the night quickly degraded to failure for my penis because the drunk-horny state that this chick achieves should not be underestimated. Within 30 min Jim nor myself were enough to satisfy her (by her judgment), and so she latched on to whatever new man she saw first and started making out. I did enjoy watching but I would have enjoyed participating more, and in hindsight I probably should have been more darning with my actions instead of my words earlier in the night. So by the second or third random guy she had latched on to, the party we were at died and so we moved to another across the street. There she was having more make out fun with random guy #2/3 when I finally realized this pattern wasn't going anywhere productive for her. So I removed her from the situation, literally by putting her over my shoulder and carrying her out of the house.

Once outside and on our way back to Jim's apt. the true sex demon came out and I really had to keep my self in check, since sometimes my cock like to rule over the rest of me. She repeatedly asked both Jim and myself to fuck her, and God DAMN I was so tempted to say yes, but the morality of it all way on the shady side. This line of thinking brought us all the way back to the apartment where she stepped up her sexual deviancy yet again by begging and I mean BEGGING for Jim, a person I had met mere hours ago (not that that would have stopped me), and myself to efile her. Man at that moment I could think of nothing more enjoyable than group sex but again my moral compass intervened on my behalf and I said no. Finally she was getting ready for bed(taking contacts out, etc.) when she went into Jim's room and I heard the door shut and then immediately lock. I knocked and Jim answered and told me nothing was going to happen, I accepted this and went to lay back down on the couch. Some 5 min later and after some curious noises, like the smacking of lips, I decided to investigate so I knock again and this time Jim answered without a shirt but Ashley was dead past out on his bed. I finally said fuck it and decided to let her sleep there after the assurances from Jim that nothing would happen. I also said to fuck it to sleeping on some stranger couch when I lived less a mile away and had my car. I probably shouldn't have driven, but I felt fine and I wasn't all over the road, so I guess the proof is in the pudding.

Anyway the next day I found out that Ashley woke up mostly naked (only bra and panties) to Jim rubbing her in his bed, with no memory of ever getting in his bed. At this point I immediately thought "stupid, stupid, Max" but she doesn't *think* anything happened. Once awake she ran out of the apt. in her underwear, definitely sorry i missed that, and to her ex-boyfriend/fuck buddy's apt on the floor bellow where I guess one thing lead to another and she fucked him. What an interesting turn of events.

I believe that most mens' reaction to this girl would be something akin to "whoa, that is one fucked up chick", but every time this girl does something sluttier or more fucked up, my dick just gets harder. Seriously the next day after the dust had settled and we exchanged tales, I told her to contact me the next time she wants to go out. It's like I love the punishment and the denial, but at the end of the day I think its because she reminds me of myself, sexually that is, and I just want to fuck the shit out her in ways that you only see in porn.

First of Many(Hopefully)

I have always wondered what it would be like to write a blog, but until now I have never pursued my curiosity because I figured, who really would want to read about me. What finally made the decision for me is the fact that I often push things out of my memory that I subconsciously deem "unimportant". This predicament leaves me with almost all of my knowledge (school and academics) in tact, but often missing fragments of my past, which isn't very long as I'm only 20 years old. This I believed is best exemplified by the common question, "What is your first memory?". But for me there is no first only a jumbling of random events that seem to have no order unless concentrated upon.

I figure I should explain more about myself. I would classify myself as a thinker, not always the best but always persistent. If curiosity kills the cat then I'd rather be dead than uninterested in the world around me. This quality I have always thought separates me from the commonplace but maybe I just underestimate the commonplace. This quality also seems to be the stem of my views and positions on the world, those being agnosticism and libertarianism. This curiosity has driven me to learn and try to comprehend almost anything I can get my hands on. The most notable subjects I enjoy are: Computer Programming, Electrical Engineering, Physics, Chemistry, Technology, Materials Science. As a side note, I also have a love for the pornographic that I'm sure will rear its head throughout the postings of this blog.

I hope that the random souls of the internet enjoy reading what I have to say, although it isn't necessary for me keep writing.