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...nah i'll leave it
(or so I have read)
mostly just make for amusing stories.
Its always more fun talking to girls and making them laugh and stuff. Would rather make a girl laugh than sleep with them
Gonna jump under a bus
Older years- Nah.
or they can be awful, depending on who's involved and what state your head is in.
I perfer the 3 night stand/ mini-fling, personally.
My nocturnal forays have generally ended in disappointment.
Usually I think at the time I'm punching above my weight, but come to have a rethink later on...
I think the key thing is, if you've decided that that's what you're looking for, you're betting taking your pick while you still have a modicum of judgment/ vision/ options left (i.e before your second jager.) The pulling scrum as the lights go on at the end of the night is something I could never be part of because I'm too shy and can't be arsed.
being carried away by some leering LAD is never fun. it's why I try to leave as early as i can (when i can be bothered going out at all).
She said she was 13.
Gonna have to go to the Serbs next time I guess.
They've all got those flimsy flat hats now.
Quick, somebody get me pregnant, I NEED TO KNOW.
yeah... the worst people.
The lighting will be better too.
I've only ever had one. It wasn't great. I wasn't great. She was Eastern European (and the only girl I've ever explicitly invited back to mine for sex. I met her at a party full of language students and sat chewing her ear off about *scene missing*....but she responded well to my tales of the Estuary and sat fondling my belt)
Once we'd finished fucking (semi-flacid / momentary tumescence / a climax like a mouse blowing a pea down a wind tunnel) , I noticed there was shit on the dressing gown that was hanging on the back of my door. I'm pretty sure she noticed it as well. It was the perfect pooey punctuation mark to a lot of drunken lapping, licking and *scene missing* (sidenote: it wasn't my poo. The smear was an act of sabotage by my transvestite housemate.)
Still. I woke up with her telephone number scrawled onto my thigh.
Not least because I want you to tell us about them :''D
I'm going to start setting you up with vague acquaintances of mine so we can get some more material.
:D Lovely stuff
50,000 words, my desk, diaristic novella format, Friday morning
...the transvestite housemate please.
And you always knew he was doing webcam wanking when you heard the clip-clop of heels on hardwood floor emanating from his bedroom.
Outfit of choice: Katy Perry (but with jiggly boy cleavage).
...the transvestite housemate please.
to deserve someone wiping their shit on your dressing gown
Especially considering the state of "Sophia".
I need you to write for me.
but as long as she's aware that i'm on a smash and dash mission then no harm can come from it
You should ask Hal_Krishna if you can join him x
always go back to the shag's house, that way you can leave whenever you want to and don't have to do the obligatory wake up chat/cook breakfast/hangout until the fuck off home thing.
the downside to this is the eye opener of how manky many young women are, and how poor they appear to be at keeping their home respectable.
alternately, drunken shag up a close somewhere, then taxi home.
An acquaintance of mine used to keep his conquests' knickers, as a trophy. Which is the story he told when someone found a stash of girly pants in his room during a party in his flat. And is the story he sticks to, to this day, so it's probably true.
young women are as likely to be lazy about housework as young men! sometimes worse!
sometimes you don't want to hang out with a random you pull when you're really drunk (or high and everyone's great and beautiful)!
PHONE THE POLICE!
that illicit outdoor sex can't save a lot of time and can open other avenues for sex on a night out? sometimes you can't wait, sometimes it's over when it's over and was only for that moment of lust, sometimes it's a definite now or never situation, these things happen.
That acquaintance still occasionally gets referred to as 'knicker sniffer' if he's really narked someone. It makes him shut right the fuck up, right awat.
are we still in that era?
who you only met a couple of hours previously, who you have only spoken to because you want to fuck them, who you aren't really interested in sparking any real relationship with and who's name you aren't likely to remember much beyond a couple of months after the evening in question?
I can't just use 'the girl' as this is just as useful to the straight female DIS posters as it is to the gentile, cardigan wearing, sensitive males and lesbians or gay men (who know this already anyway).
'Shag' covers what they are, why they've been chosen, and is gender neutral. Concise as well as unambiguous.
I feel like I'm on 'call my bluff'. =D
like i've won them in a serious bidding war
its like sport fishing, no matter how nice they are, they're not for keeps, they all go back, you might catch them again, maybe not.
That works for me.
Like 'Loaded'' language.
(Help, a subthread involving gender!)
The subthread can decide for itself when it's old enough
my mate and i were staying in a hotel the night before a festival. Ended u bringing two guys back.
My mate was gay and fancied the guy who fancied me, and one of the guys we met was gay but he fancied my gay mate..
so basically, me and the straight guy hit it off. Much to the disappointment to my gay mate.
anyway, we woke up the next day and i had half expected the two guys we had met to have left or be soon on their way.
They followed us about all morning until we were heading on.
Weirder than this... the guy followed me to the festival. I seen him standing in the main hall looking around on the Sunday evening. I hid.
he was a good looking chap. Just had no personality whatsoever.
watch out girls
and the guy left a fiver on the side.
He just left me in his house while he went to work. Jokes on him though, I ate the last of his bread and drank about 5 cups of tea. Plus I got a fiver, AND sex.
Holding hands is - £5
but for £15 you can give me a quick cuddle
Don't you have any manners?
let alone tip.
Is when you get that hammered you can't be bothered and so you just casually say, 'Oh just come on my tits' and then have a nice boozy snooze after the volcano has exploded.*
Apparently, that's what me mate said.*
Come again? (LOLZ)
hi first post.
i almost had a one night stand a couple of times and then i was like "n" i want a lovely relationship with a lovely man before i do this. then i got into a lovely relationship with a lovely man and we had sex and then he dumped me
so YES. ACTUALLY.
let's get it on
i only mate once every ten years
say your goodbyes to hofo