4/16/2012

That Disease That Turns People into Cows

Story Sent in by Edward:

Colleen and I had a good thing going. We had been seeing each other for about three weeks, and at the end of a fun night, we wound up on her couch, making out and doing the requisite touching. We hadn't had sex yet.

My hand found its way between her legs, and a few moans on her part clued me in that I had hit a good spot. After several minutes, I brought her to climax, and after the fireworks, she leaned against me, and all was right and well.

Then, she shoved me away, nearly right off of the couch. "Get out!" she screamed, "Get out now!"

I stared, motionless, wondering if it was a joke. She jumped up, smoothed out her clothes, stomped over to her front door, swung it open, and pointed at it. "Out!"

I stood, but I must have been too slow for her. She ran back over, grabbed me, and yanked me out of her house, then slammed the door behind me.

I thought about knocking, in hopes that we could talk out... whatever had just happened. I texted her instead, something like, "I'm not sure what just happened... call me if you want to talk."

I didn't hear back from her that day, or the day after that, or even the day after that. I did hear back before the week was out, a short text that read, "Hi. I'll call today."

The day came and went and no call ever came from her. I thought about calling her, instead, but I didn't want to put any pressure on her. I was at a point where I figured that she didn't want to see me anymore.

This was confirmed when she texted me another week later: "MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO MOO. Bye."

6 comments:

  1. "Strict" Catholics; They don't mind a little fooling around, but immediately after orgasm comes depressingly-serious-guilt mode.

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    1. I am thinking along the same lines as you. She was "caught in the moment," and regretted it afterwards. Either due to some kind of religion thing, or maybe she just felt it was "too soon" and wanted OP to be the "special guy who waited for her."

      Although I'll bet many people here would consider 3 weeks an eternity to wait to fool around...

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  2. This was your fault OP - you hit the little known "M-spot" instead of the G-spot, triggering a "multiple moogasm."

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    1. Perhaps you mistook her 'moans of climax' with muffles of 'get your stinky hooves outta me" you cow! You didn't mention if you were a big lad who udderly disgusted her and didn't moooooove her towards climax.

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  3. Or perhaps she was faking it and the poster was pulling a sensitive part of her body like it was an udder.

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  4. I go with the catholic, the moo's were pretty immature however.

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