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"Okay, beat that!" said Ralph as he relinquished the machine to his challenger. The other guy started to play as Ralph watched. He was watching as the score passed the 100,000-point mark and then noticed two girls on the other side of the machine looking at his shirt." asked Jack. "I'm drinking Guinness tonight." "Comin' at ya!" Ralph moseyed over to the ancient pinball machine and shoved a quarter in the slot. As he played, a couple of guys had gathered around to watch. He finished his beer and met no other prospects so he decided to try somewhere else. He headed across the street to Jack's -- a Pussy Eating mellow just-hang-out-and-drink-and-shoot-the-bull kind of bar. "What'll it be, Ralph? After a moment, he caught the eye of a girl leaning against the rail a little farther down. He didn't recognize her, but he smiled back at her. A moment later, she was standing next to him leaning against the rail. He headed down the street to Waves, the new place with the vibrating dance floor. Ralph could hear Rammstein pounding the street from half a block away. The place was jumping to Mutter as he entered." DJ was right, there wasn't a female in the place; but it was the end of footbowl season and the bar was filling up with guys to watch the Superball game on the big-screen TV.Pussy Eating
Ralph started to watch the game, but when he saw the Giants bungle the first play at the start of the game he decided to bug out after downing his beer. DJ came over to Ralph as he sat at the bar. "Hey Ralph, what'll ya' have?" "Gimme a Guinness, DJ." "Comin' right up! Say, what's with the shirt? What the hell's a co-ed tandem beer-pissing contest? He stopped for a drink at his regular hangout, DJ's Bar and Grill -- a "guy's hangout" where there's usually a ballgame on the big screen. Not the kind of place you'd go to meet women, but a good start to the evening. Once home to his studio apartment in Newark, Ralph opened the Little Pussy package with ish anticipation and dd the shirt on his bed. He nuked a frozen pizza for dinner, showered, and got ready for the night. He looked for his size in the bin below the wall and grabbed a shirt. The clerk came over to him and asked, "Can I help you?" "Yeah," he answered. "I'll take this shirt, but what's a co-ed beer pissing contest?Pussy Eating
"Whoohoo! A half hour of O-T!" He gave the lading papers to the boss and punched out. He walked across 14th street to the subway and stopped in front of Edge Play, that new kink club that opened a few months ago. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing typos. I just found it while rooting through some old floppy disks, so I cleaned up the spelling and grammar a little and decided to post it. So please forgive me if it seems a little lame compared to my more recent stories.
I dreamed of smelling yours for months before we met last week I answered quietly. Not sure whether my revelation would disgust her to the point that she would ask me to leave!Im not sure how I feel about that, she said, the look on her face now more one of curiosity.