Pedro was back from his trip and obviously I was gagging for his aubergine. So I arranged to go to his on a week night, stay over and get ready for work at his and then head to work the next day. Not a very fuck buddy action from my side because that’s what we were. I should have gone home. Convenience tops rules sometimes.
That’s right, I was a big girl. I put my big girl pants on and told him that I wasn’t really looking for anything serious and if he was (because he was acting that way) then I appreciate if he doesn’t want to get naughty with me anymore. He’s a man, of course that was totally ok with him. “I’m happy to continue getting you naked and eating burgers”. We ate burgers the night he nearly ripped my hair out and left me with a bruise at the back of my head.
Anyways, now you’re up to speed, I went round to his and obviously within the first 5 minutes of me being there, I was naked and we were fucking. He had been going on and on about wanting to cum on my face. Now you will have your own thoughts on this matter, but I am not a fan. There’s something so gross about it and knowing most men, they’ll do it and then watch it slide down your face rather than seeing to the mess.
He kept going on about and in fairness, that was my perception of being cummed on my face, I had never actually done it so fine, I was persuaded into it. It was hot sex, in fact the hottest we’d had and he ended with cumming on my face – after I said “tell me when so I can close my eyes”. Because no one wants cum in your eyes. It went from hot to not.
Honestly it was the most degrading thing ever. He proper went for it and guess what... it went ALL in my EYES. It stung and he basically sat on the bed just like I thought he would. I was fucking raging. I felt my way to the bathroom and murdered the toilet roll on my face whilst he was laughing at me. Prick. I sorted myself out. Basically took all of my make up off, something I don’t like doing when with a guy. Or getting cummed on my face funnily enough.
I was grumpy and my eyes stung. I got into bed naked beside him. He was keen to cuddle but honestly I didn’t want him to touch me. He knew what was going to make me feel better, he dressed, and walked out. Still raging. He came back with a tub of ice cream and two spoons. We ate the whole tub and this is where things got interesting. I was about to learn something new.
No, it was not ice cream related. Pedro told me about how girls are ranked by guys. Obviously from 1 – 10. He said when guys go out, they never go for the 9’s or 10’s, they are too much hard work and they are usually high maintenance. I don’t know whether this is for one night stands or relationships. In all honesty, I don’t remember. Always aim for the 8’s because they are easier to take home and they are kinda attractive. The best is the 6’s and 7’s because you can flatter them with compliments and they don’t get it a lot so you’ve got them in the palm of your hand.
Huh? Ok, so that’s how it works when out in the Oasis. Obviously I was curious, what was I? An 8 he said but I had a beautiful pussy. I am not going to lie – I didn’t even know that was a thing. I mean I don’t think they are attractive at all. He said he once went home with this girl, she was absolutely stunning, a solid 10 but when he saw her pussy, he was totally put off. He said it totally put off having sex with her. So she went from 10 to 6 just like that.
I mean, we aren’t really in control of what our pussies look like, regardless what we choose to do with the hair that protects it. But I was getting tired of having this Brazilian near my Brazilian.
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