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Hi, I am
jayyyyy male
State/Region
City
Age
31 years
Relationship status
single
I'm looking for
women
Eye color
green
Hair color
brown
Height
5'6" / 168 cm
Weight
174 lbs / 79 kg
Body type
athletic
Zodiac sign
Gemini
Status
offline
Verified
no

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My self-description
A young lad who just wants to shag girls!

here to find girls. just here for casual sex.
i am single.
wanna join the police.
fit.
i like to shag in my free time.

How did I get myself into this mess?

There I was, leaned over the side of her bed, legs spread wide, bound and blindfolded. I could hardly move, could barely even squirm. She'd put these bondage cuffs on my wrists and ankles; ones that had metal fasteners to either be clipped together or restrained to something else.

And restrained, I most definitely was. She'd guided me to the bed, drunk and horny, and had maneuvered me into this mess. She'd stretched me forward, sprawled me over the bed and locked my bondage cuffs together and to something on the other side. My ankles were spread wide and bound to the bed posts via thick cords. I was completely helpless, completely at her mercy.

She played with my ass, fingering it, loosening it for the fucking to come.

It just doesn't work like this, damn it! Men do the fucking. Women get fucked. That's the way of life. But apparently, no one had informed her of this universal rule. I was so nervous and scared and wanted to beg off the whole thing, but something kept me silent. Something let the ass play continue and let the fucking to come draw closer. I was horny. In fact, I was so rock hard it hurt.

How the fuck did I get myself into this mess?

* * *

Like many episodes of exploration, experimentation, and discovery, this one started in college. I came to college with two very achievable goals in my minds: getting my degree and getting laid. The first was normal enough. Computer science seemed as good a degree as any, and I'd had some light programming classes in high school. So, get a degree, get a job, make tons of money. The American dream, right?

Right.

And then there was the second goal. I wasn't exactly sure how to pursue that one. Several unfortunate and demoralizing incidents throughout my high school days had made me quite socially passive. As embarrassing as it was to admit, I was still a virgin. Nineteen and still a virgin! How pathetic.

But, I was going to rectify that inadequacy ... somehow ...

Back in high school, my problem had been my personality. I was very studious and unfortunately rather introverted. Most people mistook this as snobbish and uptight, which was so not true!

But I soon discovered that in college those problems weren't nearly as prevalent. Most of the worthless chaff in life either didn't make it to college, or got cut out of it early on. Bonus! Those that were left seemed much more like me than any clique in high school. I was sure I could find a group of friends to fit in with, preferably one with plenty of attractive young ladies in it (naturally).

I met Teresa (her friends called her Tessa) early in the first semester. What can I say, she was hot. Her body was beautifully proportioned, not exactly voluptuous, but slim and athletic. I learned later that she'd been both a gymnast and a ballerina growing up. She had this wonderful hourglass figure, silken blonde hair, and deep blue eyes. The oval black-rimmed glasses she wore gave her a wonderful air of sophistication and intellect.

Quiet and subdued, she was almost always smiling, as if the world at large delighted her. She was such a sweet and innocent thing, almost angelic, when I thought about it. Perfect. Absolutely perfect! Now I just had to build up the courage to talk to her (and find an opening when our calculus professor wasn't droning on).

A perfect innocent angel. That was my first impression.

Man, was I off the mark.

She'd chosen to wear her exquisite hair in a ponytail today, held in place with an intricate clasp. She'd wore this one before, a genuine silver article ... probably awfully expensive. The clasp had these strange designs on it, almost like waves in an ocean, and strategically placed little green gems. I wondered how wealthy her family was, and if possibly this would make her look down on me. My family was pretty middle-class.

How did I know all of this about the clasp? Because I spent fifty minutes every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday staring at the back of her head, that's how.

The professor was late today. I later found out that he'd gotten a ticket for speeding. Good old traffic patrol. If they can catch you going 30 in a 25, they will. I made a mental note not to oink the next time I passed one of their cruisers. Delaying the professor definitely fell into the category of public service.

However, I had more important matters to consider than where my calc prof was. My mind busily tried to conjure up some excuse to start talking to Tessa. I opened my calc book, rifled through it, glanced through my notes. Nothing was really coming to mind. I should have left some of the practice problems undone. That way, I could have asked for her help ...

Hmmm ... I looked down at the last problem in my notebook, gripped the top of the page, and began to pull it out along the perforated edge.

I got about halfway through when Tessa turned around.

"Hi! "

"Uhh ... " I so wish I could think faster on my feet.

"Got a minute? " she asked sweetly. She had this intoxicating grin on her face, and somehow, just by looking at me, she made me feel as if I had put it there. Total tripe, of course, but hey, I'll take what I can get.

"Uhh ... sure, " I said, recovering as best I could. "What do you need? "

Tessa adjusted her posture in her seat, swinging her bare legs over the side and crossing them. She set her notebook on my desk and turned it so I could read it. Wow. Her handwriting was so neat, way better than the scribbled notes and half-thoughts in my notebook.
I'm looking for
ANY HOLES A GOAL AND I WILL MAKE YOUR BED ROCK!
has to be willing to do anything.
sex.
has to be pretty good looking though.
easy going, pretty funny, good looking, nice tits.

"Did you wait long? " she asked apologetically, pushing some of her blonde silky hair back. She'd worn it loose today, and it somehow made her look sexy, appealing, and willing.

"Nah. I was actually running a bit late myself. I've only been here a few minutes, " I said and this seemed to make her happy. That whole "honesty is the best policy" can take a back seat to "must get me some of that" any day.

The club had a bouncer that let Tessa in without a word but stopped me and requested my ID. Oh shit. I had one, but it showed the wrong age for this sort of club.

"Oh, he's with me today, " Tessa said, all sweet and innocent.

The bouncer gave her a polite nod and let me in. "Of course. My apologies, " he added as we entered the club. I was a bit surprised by the whole episode, but didn't really give it much thought. In fact, with the music slamming so hard I could feel it in my chest, there really wasn't room for an internal monologue.

Tessa ordered some drinks and I got to work on developing a nice confidence-enhancing buzz. I was going to need it tonight.

We sat at the bar and chatted for a while about absolutely nothing, nursing our drinks. Tessa seemed way more at ease than me. The alcohol assisted in clearing that out, but that didn't mean I was ready to start making a fool of myself. Still, Tessa insisted and eventually dragged me out onto the dance floor.

It really wasn't all that bad. The place was packed and people were bumping and grinding into each other constantly, sometimes making room for a particularly capable dancer or couple. Mostly, it involved a lot of really loud music and a bunch of half-drunk people gyrating up against each other. That, I could manage.

We took a few breaks to liquor up, then danced some more. Drank then danced. Danced, then drank. I had a real solid buzz going, but I was still mostly coherent. Tessa had loosened up nicely and was starting to get kind of giggly.

Eventually we left and I did the gentlemanly duty of escorting her to her apartment. It was within walking distance of the Green Lounge anyway, and I had to metabolize some of that alcohol before I even thought of getting behind a wheel.

The apartment turned out to be pretty high-scale stuff, judging from the exterior and the foyer. We took an elevator to the top floor, number thirty. I'd come along with her this far and she hadn't protested. I figured that if she weren't interested, she would have let me know at the ground floor.

There were only two rooms on top floor. Both had to be huge to take up the entire floor. Tessa got her key out (which turned out to be a keycard), opened the door, and invited me in. Sweet.

The interior was really high-scale for two college students, but I guess if one of them had money to burn, they could burn it however they wanted. The rooms were spacious and well furnished, but definitely had a feminine edge to them. The colors were, well, not very masculine. Plus, what was with all those dream catchers? Certainly not like my room, with my movie posters adorning the walls, ceiling, and both sides of the door.

I closed the door behind me. It was one of the automatic locking doors you find in hotels.

Tessa set her purse down and gave me this mischievous look. Damn, she looked hot. My cock felt like it was going to explode out of my pants.

She came up to me and our warm horny bodies pressed against each other. We kissed and groped and fondled each other. Her mouth was hot and willing and our tongues twined and played. My repressed erection prodded at her through my pants. There's no way she could have misinterpreted my interest or intent now.

She broke from our passionate kissing. Her hands settled at my sides. "Come on. The bedroom's this way. "

Damn, I was so fucking horny, but a part of me was nervous also. I had a feeling that Tessa was experienced. Really, really experienced. I doubted a virgin would be this aggressive to just welcome a guy into her apartment after one date. With very little prodding on my part, I might add.

So much for my innocent angel. Oh well. I'd be happy with hot and horny succubus as an alternate.

The bed turned out to be large with dark wood posters and deep blue satin sheets. Tessa crossed her arms and lifted her shirt up over her head in a single skilled motion. Her nicely rounded, perky breasts were restrained only by a black lacy bra. It looked incredible sexy on her pale well-toned body.

Tessa started to fiddle with the buttons on my shirt. I reached out as she worked, my hands enclosing her narrow waist and sliding up her body. She was so incredibly smooth and soft, but there was an unmistakable firmness to her body. She took pride in her physical condition and it showed.
What is important to me
I don't want to answer this on a dating site what is important to me in a relationship. You are welcome to ask me personally for my opinion. Just send me a flirt message free of cost!
Erotic means to me
Does that matter if you want to meet someone online? I'm only telling you personally. Anyway, I'm looking for a serious relationship 💕
Singles wanted for
Flirt & adventures
from Bedford and the surrounding area

My Interests

Music
Rap, heavy metal, techno, alternative
Interests & Hobbies
Play an instrument, relax and unwind, sex
Sports
Rugby
Favorite books
Singles who enjoy reading books are clever. Please write a private message and ask me personally whether I have time to read in my free time and which books I like.
Favorite movies
Watching a good movie together is super nice 😊 If you write to me now, I'll tell you which movies I like.
Favorite TV shows
Isn't that a great topic of conversation while getting to know each other on a casual first date? What do you think if I tell you this when we meet?
Where you can find me in Bedford
I currently live in Bedford, exact details about the places where you can meet me are secret and should not be published in a contact ad.

That's What Sets Me Apart

Education
High school
Profession
To have work and earning money is essential for living, but I don't want to trust a dating site with this information. Just ask me.
Languages
English
Ethnicity
White / Caucasian
Smoking
I smoke occasionally
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