about 3 years ago i had a bass player named jesse, key word had. he came over to say hi when he saw our drummer there aswell, well now ex-drummer named jazz. jaz is a virgen. jesse and i prompty deside hes loosing it that night. i call around but no1 is home. as if by mirical my ex gf who i never fucked stops by, her name is emily. jesse and i look at each other and nod as if to say its game...
i get her comfertable, you know make her feel safe and welcome.
after a bit of wispers into her ear i get my hand down her pants and start fingering her. jesse wantinf to play starts fingering her as well... at first were trading off but before long we both have fingers in her. in moments were puting in another... freaking out because there is still room... finger after finger we slip ing more and more freaked till in our awaze ment we both have full fists in her we were there in my room dubble fisting her. i fliped out and went to scrub her off my hand. there was no use this girl was rank.
growing up as a poor white boy in socal i went fishing alot for sport and food with the fam. we would always bring in chips and cheese for nochos... it was a terdition we hade at least once a month. on this day we brought too much cheese like way too much cheese so we through it in the ice chest but forgot to buy ice... being a poor family we were too broke to get ice so said fuck it. we fished all day and well into the night cought sooo menny fish the ice chest was over filled. when we got home we were all too tired to cary in the shit so we left the cooler there. next day we forgot about it as well. about 3 weeks later we were gonna go fishing again and opened the ice chest forgetting what was in it to clean it and the fish had rotten into the cheese and the cheese was moldy.. it smelt of death. i tell you its story for one reason....
emily smelt worst
about 4 months later i got dared to fuck her and i never backout of a dare.
