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Blokes and B*tches third


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Written by Konstantin Tskhay   
Friday, 30 November 2007
Last Updated ( Sunday, 04 May 2008 )
 
Number three: 11-27-07
ImageI have just an hour to get in that girl’s pants, I did it before, time limit is nothing, but I want to win this game. I want another chance; first time with Carol was different. We played same games, but we never took them out to public. She would play with me, and I would play with her, but we never got to sex. She said she had a boyfriend; still don’t know what stopped her that time. But the time is running, and we both have history with each other, and I need to sleep with that girl by midnight. It’s a game and we play those games all the time, it’s not any different, and what else can we entertain ourselves with if we can have whatever we want?
She sits by the bar, gorgeous, innocent, just like an angel in this hurricane of emotions and feelings. There is a guy talking to her. She doesn’t show much interest, he will be rejected soon, I feel it, but the time is running low, so I need to think of something fast. And it shouldn’t be one of those lame pick up lines, which the people, who call themselves pick up artists use.
- Hey girlfriend, - I come up to her and kiss her.
The guy leaves, it is funny how he looks just for an available girl, when for me challenge makes more sense. She looks at me, as if I was some kind of bloke or bastard.
- Please forgive me for being rude, but I thought you will enjoy my company better then those boring boys, who try to pick up chicks just to beat their friends record. My name is Bill by the way.
- I’m not interested in guys who are so rich that all those “boring boys” can’t compete with them for the attention of women.
- You mind to dance?
- In fact I do mind, dancing with you. You want to have sex with me, don’t you?
- I will not deny that, but I wouldn’t mind to know you better first, before we get to that base. So your name is…
- Jenny, this is my name for strangers.
- Okay Jenny, I want you to dance with me.
- Okay, good for you, I don’t want to dance.
- What do you want then?
- I want… hmmm, let me think, how about a Prada bag?
- Ah you’re all for my money too, I can’t believe you girls, can’t you see a person behind all those millions of dollars? – I stand up to leave. She pulls my sleeve so I sit back down on the chair. Her lips touch my ear:
- I was just kidding, honey, there is a lot more in you that I want, to be honest I doubt you want to know this part.
- Oh yes, I do. I want you to kiss me the way you want me to kiss you. It can be the start of out beautiful relationship. But wait, not right now, I see you want a more private place. Me too.
I stand up and hold her hand, so that I can lead her to one of my hidden places up on the roof. It’s a nice night, and sex outside the club would be beautiful addition to my list. The elevator is moving upwards to my private tent. There is a bed with dark blue sheets. Jenny seems to be nervous, which makes me wonder about what it is that I may be doing wrong. I go down on her, undressing every single sexy part of her body, I kiss her again, and she pushes me away.
- What’s wrong? You okay?
- Sorry, I just never did it before, and I’m afraid. And… there is this guy I like, he’s in my school, his name is Mike, and he looks so much like you. I feel like I will be unfair to myself if I sleep with you, but not with someone I love.
- Mike, you say, are you sure this Mike is in here, I kiss the part where her heart beats fast in the blankets of flesh surrounding it. She doesn’t say a word; she’s no sure about what she should do. I can read thousands of emotions on her face and in her eyes. I look at my watch, I have just ten minutes left, and it seems that it doesn’t do anywhere, since my brother stamped her heart to his address. I don’t want this girl to regret her first experience, because it was with the person she doesn’t even know. I was deflowering girls before, and they all seem to remember me, though I don’t feel like adding her to my list. She doesn’t like me like other girls did, she loves my brother. And that makes me in a very interesting position, and I have a plan.
- I won’t do anything; you can enjoy Mike, when he decides to do it with you. But can I ask you something: has he every kissed you or taken you out.
- Yes, just 3 days ago, it was awesome. We go to same school, you remember and he has girlfriend, I think her name is Michelle?
- Which school do you go to?
- It’s a Private school, I’m flying back there after the break, and it’s in Seattle. I’m very excited to see him. He promised to come back here when he left 3 days ago. He said he will be back in a week. – I think the girl just gave me some information on my brother. Very amusing. I should invite her to my lounge upstairs. Just for me to make sure that Mike is the boy she talks about.
- You want to come down to my lounge? I ask her.
- Yes, of course. I always wanted to be there, I just see the shadows walking in the windows.
- Come on then. – we walk to the lounge, I open the door, and wow what I see, Mike and his girlfriend are making out on the side, Angela and Carol sit and chat in the corner and Fiona looks out to the dance floor. I walk to my desk, take out the check book, and write a check for Carol.
- Here you won the bet… - I say, - and now please meet the girl… Her name is Jenny.
Oh brother, did you really think I will do nothing to get rid of your slut?
NOTE FOR TODAY: If you play games, make sure to play them carefully, otherwise everything may be ruined, and nothing will matter anymore. If you’re losing – then lose, but stay winning in your own game. When you see a bloke, don’t look at his money, girls, there is a lot more to it… like maybe personality?



Copyright 2007 Konstantin Tskhay

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Posted by Mr. Mean Dove
12-02-2007 08:03,
 
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It's charming in its bluntness. A lot of errors, but this story did catch my eye, and I did read it to the end. 
 
You might want to consider quotation marks in the future. 
 
Cheers.
 
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Posted by tarhead
12-02-2007 22:25,
 
this one matches the last two
good consistency
 
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Posted by TY81
12-03-2007 12:17,
 
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hahah "i have just an hour to get in that girl’s pants" 
 
How can you go wrong with an opening line like that? it was quite entertaining.
 
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Posted by Darkromance28
12-09-2007 21:03,
 
to readers.
Thank you for reading the story, if you have any questions or suggestions, i'll be glad to hear them
 
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Posted by Dirkin
01-22-2008 20:56,
 
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Good story there really are people lik this out there
 
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