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Blonde hair blue eyes, he was kind of average he was a magic the gathering nerd so he wasnt buff, he wasnt super skinny and he wasnt fat he was like right in the middle.
Decent sized penis, i'd say maybe 7 inches. He smelt nice. We would smoke weed and drink cognac together, he always wanted to watch a comedy movie when we were having sex.
I met him in a bar when i was on acid, for some reason i had decided that taking my bra off in the middle of the dance floor was a good idea, but i was super high and it was a really nice band playing. anyway he came up to me and gave me a glass of water, which i drank, i sometimes forget that im supposed to be careful about accepting drinks from strangers, but oh well. It was just plain water.
We danced alot and he grabbed my boobs a lot and i grabbed his bum a lot too, we walked back to my place and on the way he started telling me how awesome magic the gathering is and how he plays in a local tournament, i really didnt get it.
we seen each other for a good few months before it eventually ended in a break up, the last time we had sex it was same as usual, i was sitting on the couch smoking listening to music, he had just had a bad tournament and was quite upset, we smoked up, began kissing, i pulled all my clothes off and he started like gently nibbling my nipples which made me feel so good all i could do was hold him really tight, rather than going into the bedroom we just did it on the floor of my living room, he was incredibly hard, i pulled his pants off and started blowing him, we rolled around kissing each other, i turned over and put my butt in the air, he grabbed the front of my thighs and pulled me into him, he started fucking me really quick like rapidly and as soon as it started it was over, but now my record was just on the runout groove and was going crackle crackle thump thump. i didnt even think about carpet burn but shit did it hurt.
We looked at each other and just let the record spin, smiling. we then went about our night i made dinner for us, we did our things, next morning he was gone, never heard from him again, tired texting him, tried calling him, asked his friends that i knew, nothing.
I still dont know what i did wrong, its now been months since. maybe im an awful cook, ahh well.