The Jewish Chic

Spot: MO Bar
Chic: 29/Jewish
Body type: Taught
Occupation: IB Analyst

Some talk of a point system. I on the other hand much prefer getting my end wet. I have made my way through the first 10 and will blog them in days to come. With that said, each chic gets a yes or a no for being fucked. Plain and simple.

Having just closed a deal in this PoS market I decided my team deserved a night out on the town. It was time to go big, or go home. This wasn’t going to be a night for the timid. Hell I’d even wager that the women on my team have bigger balls than 90% of you sheep reading this.

Let me preface by saying in NYC “The Jewish Chic” has a reputation for their love of swallowing, but ineptitude for a proper dick sucking…

As we entered I knew the status-quo of this dive would not tolerate our behavior or lack there of, doing the only thing to guarantee our position in the bar I ordered a few bottles of Goose and Champagne (none of that cheap shit you see in the rap videos) for my guys.

Tonight I decided was going to be about my team. Let them cut loose before I put them back into their boxes.

After a couple of hours, now starting to hear the same stories over and over I figured I would ride my haze of Goose and Club over to the bar to find a warm body for the night.

To my surprise, there were a pair of women (one standing the other sitting) at the bar, equally gorgeous. At first sight I knew the traditional approach wouldn’t work on either.

Pealing off my jacket I eased in between and ordered a Dirty Martini. When The svelte tanned beauty that turned out to be Israeli said “excuse me, but we were talking here”.

While hanging my jacket on the back of her stool, I said it’s was OK I didn’t mind with a smile on my face.

Apparently she was taken back by my brazen move and introduced herself as Anya and her friend Alinee.

Within half an hour, the three of us were laughing, touching and flirting with each other. Before we knew it, it was closing time. While in the elevator Alinee begins telling me that she is a fan of anal sex, immediately I forgot about Anya. Apparently you don’t leave Baby in the corner. Anya crept up from behind slipping her hand into my pants while reaching for Alinee. With what I would assume is a nod of approval she says ok lets go back to your place.

Side note: Aline was 32, fit and had long flowing dark hair.

Finally back to my place, music on, lights low and wine flowing like water, Alinee and Anya begin making out running their hands all over each others body. We started with the foreplay and the oral sex, but all I could think about was sinking my cock into Alinee’s Brazilian Ass. Every time Anya came onto me  it was as though I were letting my chances with Alinee slip through my fingers.

Side note 2: As I learned later they are bi and are in a relationship with each other.

Tired of the foreplay I decided to bend Anya over my couch and I started fucking her from behind. The sight of Alinee playing with herself coupled with me slamming in and out of Anya made me harder than I have been in years. It was as though I were reliving my youth.

Eventually it was Alinee’s turn. Now it was time for me to do the obligatory fuck her in the pussy for 10 minutes before I could spend hopefully the better part of half an hour in her ass, as this was the moment I was waiting for. One problem, I used my last condom on the Israeli. With that, I was resigned to have only had sex with the Jewish Chic.

At least I got one off the list.

Shalom…

Wigged out!

Spot: Joshua Tree
Company: Guys from work
Drinks: not that many
Chic: random

After about 20 mins of us flirting with them, I said fuck it and walked up to these chics and started talking to them, we pair off but still in a group.

Eventually I ask her if she wanted to get out of there and she obliged. Get back to her place making out, great kisser phenomenal body, all I can think of is what the fuck is wrong with this chic. Its about midnight and Im on her couch getting head when I started running my fingers thru her hair when I feel it move.

Yeah MOVE! I grab a lock of her hair and I tug a bit and it moves again, so me being me, realized it was a wig and i pulled it off expecting to find no hair or something of the sort. She jumps up and like a lost puppy starts looking for her wig.

Through the laughter I asked her why the need for a wig. To which she replied she didn’t want any of her husbands friends to recognize her in the neighborhood if she was with a guy.

Silly rabbit, do your hunting out of your neighborhood and you wont have to worry about getting caught (well not as likely).

Needless to say after her brief but concise explanation we did what we “came” to do…

CUM Bucket…

Cum – thick white fluid containing spermatoza that is ejaculated by the male genital tract

Bucket – typically a cylindrical vessel for catching, holding, or carrying liquids or solids

CUM Bucket – my date from last night.

Its about 1 p.m. on Tuesday and I am stressing because, I mistakenly scheduled 5 Match dates for last night.
Date 1; The Jewish chic
Date 2; The Cuban chic
Date 3; The Indian chic
Date 4; The Armenian chic
Date 5; The Spaniard

Scrambling for ways to make this work, I bite the bullet and decide I have to clip one off and reschedule her for dinner another night as opposed to drinks last night. The Jewish chic is the first to bite the bullet. So perhaps I’ll blog her over the weekend. At least I know she will swallow.
Next is the Spaniard, had to text her saying I was working late, worst case scenario i text her every couple hours saying I was still working.
2 down, 3 to go. Now I figured if I choose 2 different bars across the street from each other I can stagger my dates and give each chic an hour. On my way out the door the Cuban calls and said “something came up” happily I said OK (she prob blew me off for some douche). Now left with 2 chics, I begin to get in the mood for the night allocating say 2 hours a piece.
First I head to Brooklyn to pick up the Armenian, waiting on the corner of her street and like a true hooker she she hops into the car as if I were a John at Hunts Pointe coming for a blow job. Finally we get back to the city, a few martinis in and Im bored, this chic couldn’t keep my interest if she paid me, so I tell her that my buddy is having a problem and I had to go help him out leaving her to work the corner.
Walked up a couple of blocks and I meet the Indian, surprisingly she was pretty hot, got along great, decided maybe she has potential to date, so lets be honest you don’t wanna hear about me wanting to date some chic. Ended up staying with her for 5 hours.
Now properly drunk and horny I decided to text the Armenian, figured she would be up for a shag, and guess what I was right. Ended up meeting her at Marquee, god I felt old. She comes out with some Russian chic and we go back to her place in BK, I’m fucking her in every hole and she is a a screamer.
Side note: She is 26 years old, in Law School and lets just say I doubt you would want her to represent you.
I’m about ready to blow my load when I decided I hadn’t given a pearl necklace in a while so I pulled out, flipped her over and as I took off the condom I came all over her.
THIS IS WHERE IT GETS PRETTY FUCKING DISGUSTING.
She looks at me smiling, rolls onto her stomach, does a wiggle and dries/cleans herself off with her sheets and turns to me and says let go to bed.
Are you fucking kidding me, you just rubbed my cum all over your bed and expect me to sleep in it. FUCK NO! How many other guys jizz is probably smeared throughout her sheets.
I got up, threw my clothes on and hunted a few blocks to find a cab back home.