Tell me a Story

I'm just a single guy, but I've found it isn't always easy to meet the right kind of girls for dating. Firstly, it just isn't clear who might be available and, secondly, even if they are, you can never be certain what exactly they are after. I find online dating free from these worries and, since you can often join online for no cost, you can arrange this dating free too. I'm enrolled on a few dating free sites. I find it best to spread my efforts in this way, even though I might duplicate descriptions and messages (especially those initial contact messages, which so often go ignored. The good thing about online dating is that you get to contact a large number of women and, also, that they can often be quite honest (and sometimes explicit ) about what they want and are looking for. For example, there was this girl I hooked up with online on one of these dating free sites who was after a guy with a nine inch love truncheon - yes, believe it or not, that was the phrase she used. It made me chuckle, did that, but maybe it was meant to. Anyhow, I have to say that my 'love truncheon' doesn't measure up to that ( not quite, anyhow), but I couldn't resist a reply. On a good day, I reckon I can manage eight inches and, in any case, getting my 'love truncheon' out in front of any woman is always a turn-on for me, especially the thought that she was actually going to measure it. We met in a bar, initially, which was fine by me - I'm always nervous of these first meetings and it is always nice to get some idea of who you are dealing with. She had her boyfriend with her, which took me back a bit, but I took that in my stride. I have to say that I find these open relationships a bit odd, personally, especially when they actually take an active interest, rather than a passive permissive one. I have to say, though, that the boyfriend was a nice guy. Of course, in some ways that made it even stranger to me, because I really couldn't understand the deal at all. It seemed that he didn't have enough to fully satisfy her - not in the sense that their sex life was bad, in fact quite the reverse, but in the sense that she wanted to know what a really big one felt like and before they got married. I don't know why they settled on nine inches being the definition of 'big', rather than eleven, or twelve, or even my modest eight, but they had and I wasn't going to enquire too deeply into that. I had a picture for her, which of course he was interested in too. I was a bit concerned then and made it clear that I was not up for a threesome. The guy shrugged, 'no worries' he said. Of course, it's difficult to really judge size from a photograph - not that it is that easy taking a photograph like that anyway, so after the drink, I got it out in the car park and let her hold it. It wasn't at nine inches by any stretch of the imagination, but it wasn't fully erect, either. She took my word for the fact that, with enough stimulus from her, it would rise adequately to the occasion. I was expecting possibly another date, rather than something happening there and then, but we did actually go back to their place that evening. I was still a bit concerned about the boyfriend being about, but I needn't have been. She was a bit nervous and his presence seemed to help. Although I was against threesomes, in the end she took him into her mouth while I had her from behind, doggystyle. My main objection to threesomes, of course, was that the guy might be bisexual and I didn't fancy anything like that at all.