Turns out I'm dating a Pro...
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- nb1
We haven’t heard from catpower in a couple weeks.
Probably eloped and is off on his honeymoon somewhere
- Ramanisky21
Hey catpower, I’m patiently waiting for the newest episode to be released.
- I reckon this thread precipitated slapshot's D-I-V-O-R-C-EBrabo_Brabo
- On a kamikaze mission to HoorsvilleBrabo_Brabo
- catpower0
So many updates.
I've been overseas with work for the past couple of weeks. I've always found travel to be profound. Being removed from your everyday context provides a moment of reflection, and this trip was no different.
I left LA convinced that I would just cut everything off, do a slow-paced ghosting disguised as busyness, and cut my losses. While on the plane, though, she started texting me. "I miss you" quickly escalated to "I need you to choke me with your cock." Ah, the delicate art of hiding an airplane erection. Classy shit.
She continued sending me "noods," KNOWING that I would have to hide them on the plane. She even started playing this game where she'd send me live photos, so I'd have to press them to see the reveal. Say what you want, but this bish knows how to make a dick move.
By the time I landed, I had already booked her a flight to come over. Buying girls tickets to Europe is "see picture" sugar daddy behavior, but here we are. That gave me a little over a week to plan for her arrival.
But let's back up for a moment; come with me back to the early 2000s:
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- catpower-2
Before I was married in the early 2000s, I did this photo series that explored public/private schemas. I took polaroids of about 75 girls exposing themselves in public. I showed them in a gallery, and it was well-received.
The key to this whole operation was my girlfriend at the time. Had I, as a guy, reached out to these girls, it'd have been a tough sell.
"Hey girl, I want to take a polaroid of your vag in an alley. Also, what them tits do? Thanks, Catpower"
Not happening.
But having my girlfriend reach out instead was perfect. Nearly every girl she emailed replied, and most were down.
I call this "the golden ticket principle."
When you have a cute girl with you, you can make all kinds of things happen. We used to go to strip clubs together every now and then, and I could get away with damn near anything, often for free. They'd let me slap their assholes if I asked, all thanks to the golden ticket.
Girls bring flirty and less-intense energy than a single guy does. It makes everything playful.
I'll never forget this one time we got a private show. As the dance progressed, my girlfriend started straddling me cowgirl style and unzipping my pants. If I did this alone, I'd be sent to prison for a different kind of private dance. But with the golden ticket, it was totally fine. Welcome, in fact. The stripper pulled out my cock and directed it into my girl. We all just went with it.
The dancer eventually spooned my girl from above and directed her hips up and down on my bits. Having a third person control her motion was so dirty to me at the time. My girl had to embrace the idea of someone else touching her hips while also taking my dick.
Women are often looking for an excuse to be slutty — that's why they like Halloween — and these kinds of contexts provide the perfect setting.
All I'm saying is that having a cute girl with me made everything possible, never mind the fact that I was preselected to all the other women. Powerful forces.
¡Viva la golden ticket!
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- I call this "the golden ticket principle." -
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- I call this "the golden ticket principle." -
- catpower0
Cut back to my current "relationship." I know I don't want a real relationship with her because of ho tendencies, but the golden ticket potential is through the roof.
When my girl showed up, we did standard romantic stuff that you would expect on a romp through Europe — walked the streets, ate incredible food, and had great sex every night. Lovely. And no period ambushes this time. Even more lovely. But I had more in mind.
Golden ticket.
I've never been to a sex club, but there are a few invite-only private groups that I've thought about for years. It was something that I had always wanted to bring up with my ex-wife, but I knew that it wouldn't be well-received. Fair enough. This was my chance.
These clubs aren't like those Key West resorts filled with out-of-shape, leather-tanned 60-year-olds (someday, ha). They have a screening process; candidly, I wasn't sure if I'd make the cut. I'm not ugly, but I'm certainly no model and am a little older. But I knew she'd help our chances.
Anyway, to be admitted, you have to provide your real names, profile pix... the whole nine. I did the legwork and got us on the list to a "party" Saturday night in London, but I didn't tell my girl about any of it.
I made reservations at a restaurant. My girl looked incredible — great top, flirty skirt, high heels. Very fuckable. As we were about to walk out the door, I reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties.
"If you want to be a whore, I'm going to treat you like one."
Worth noting that I did this in a very playful and flirty tone, and NOT in some bullshit domineering way. Force will get you nowhere; playfulness is critical with women. I've learned a lot about assertiveness, which we should talk about sometime.
So we went off to dinner, her sans panties, and me avec boner (French humor, people). I kept acting as I had only planned dinner, trying to downplay the evening. As I got the check, I said, "we have two options: head back to the hotel, or I can show you what's behind the mystery door." "You already know," she said. Good girl.
I called us a car, and we headed to the location. In the cab, we started lightly making out. I pulled her skirt up so her pussy was exposed to the night, but I didn't touch her. I wanted to make sure that she knew I was in control. Her pussy is mine to show and do with as I wish.
Ten minutes later or so, we arrived at this swank building. It was out of a movie. Well-appointed. Classically British. We checked in at the front desk and then took the elevator to the third floor. As the door opened, we saw a white paper arrow pointing left. No words were needed.
I knocked on the door, it opened, and a *smoke show* of a woman in a corset greeted us. "What's your name?" In we went.
On the other side of the curtain, we found about 20 people in various states of undress scattered about the loft. It wasn't a full-blown orgy, but some fucking, lots of cuddling, flirting, and drinking was going on. There were a few older couples (meaning 40s or early 50s, though), but most were under 40.
My girl asked "what the fuck is this?" but I didn't answer her. I took her to an open area on a couch, and we started making out. She was instantly wet. I was super intrigued by the room, so I took her to the bar where we started chatting with another couple.
They were in their early 30s. The guy was handsome enough — regular — and the girl was rail-thin, pale, and had a cute black bob haircut with short bangs. That'll do pig... that'll do. (<— Babe quote for the win).
As I said, I'm no model, but I have good style, a great sense of humor, and know how to talk to women. Playfulness is always crucial. I broke the ice, and we all hit it off. We got our drinks and decided to head to one of the areas in the back.
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- catpower0
So there we were, sitting and laying on this platform bed, and the girls started making out. My girl actually initiated it. I've been in exactly one threesome in my life, so I didn't know the rules of engagement. When in doubt, let the girls lead.
While they were making out, I started disrobing my girl and taking off my clothes. Eventually, the goth girl took my hand and put it on her breast, which I took as consent to get dicked down.
The night was kind of a blur from there.
The highlights:
Had secs. The goth girl and I had incredible chemistry. So hot. I remember fucking her missionary while my girl was getting fucked doggy over her. Other couples came around us, but none overtly joined. The visuals were a lot to take, though. Just sex everywhere. Stimulus overload.
The lowlights:
I was surprised that I felt jealous watching "my girl" have sex. It was manageable but odd regardless. An entirely new feeling. And speaking of new feelings, I was fucking the goth girl when I pulled my cock out to smack her clit with it.
The guy reached over and touched my dick, which was both new and unwelcome. I "let" him stroke me a couple of times, but then I pulled away. My dick went from being high school hard to soft in about five seconds.
It's confirmed: I'm not gay.
Anyway, the night went on for an eternity. At somewhere around 3 am, we got dressed and went home. Believe it or not, I didn't finish. We fell asleep immediately back at the hotel. But when I woke up with morning wood while coming off of a four-hour edge fest, I started jacking off instinctively while she lightly caressed me.
As she laid on her back, I straddled her and came the equivalent of three or four loads all over her stomach, tits, face, and bed. It was a stupid amount. Pollock would have been proud.
The sun was pouring through the window. It was so bright that her nipples glowed like ET's finger in the sunlight. The contrast of this idyllic lighting with this absurd scene made me laugh. "What are you giggling about?" she asked. "ET's glowing dick finger."
Relationship status: it's complicated.
- What a story...SimonFFM
- Ist it complicated because you feel caught in the sugar daddy trap now? Or are you slowly falling in love?SimonFFM
- bahaha excellent story, keep it coming.hans_glib
- ...oh, you already didhans_glib
- When she's aged 60 ~ 80 she'll have a cancer (from an asymptomatic infection during these times) and likely a neurological complication from the traumashapesalad
- you mentioned before. So bare that in mind if you do marry, though you being a lot older probably won't see any of that.shapesalad
- Dear penthouse..._niko
- Definitely needs to be turned into an HBO showhardhat
- @shapesalad... yeah, look... women can act like they can "be guys," but they're not built for this. It's hard on me, but kills her. I know this.catpower
- @simon... good question. I don't think I'm falling for her. I think it's just a bunch of new feelings and experiences all mashed together.catpower
- "I miss you"
UwU
Men are so fucking dumbbabydick - "Pollock would have been proud."
lol!Akagiyama - OMG this story, man! Is this a build up for the season finale? I want the next episode now!nocomply
- So there i was, barbecue sauce on my titties...scarabin
- @scarabin... lol, haha.catpower
- catpower-1
tl;dr
- flew ho girlfriend to Europe
- recalled and used the golden ticket principle
- surprised her with trip to sex club
- fucked a goth chick in what was basically an orgy
- had my first (unwanted) gay encounter
- ejaculated buckets & my lymphatic system on her the next morning
- made ET glowing dick finger joke- lol glad someone's having a good time.pango
- You have secured a throne seat in Valhalla, warriornecromation
- hahacatpower
- How a boytoy describes its first out-of-country experience. Make sure you don't end up in a shitty apartment.sted
- And fuck what you want and not everything they put in front of you. Don't forget you're making memories for everybody ahahahsted
- babydick-1
I don't want to be a party pooper cuck, but that sex club shit ain't doing it for me, apart from some random dude stroking your dick. That's fucking hilarious.
- he gone gay on usutopian
- username checks out.Projectile
- I wouldn't have taken it as well as he did but that's why I don't have a thread based on my Caligulan antics.CyBrainX
- bogue4
now that I'm fully caught up, I'd say it turns out she's the one dating a pro. You just work for free.
- cannonball19781
I’m waiting to see the bill on all of this.
- Krassy8
two months without an update.
catpower, let us know you're OK
- This could very well end up being a True Crime story on Dateline NBCRamanisky2
- I was wondering, too.SimonFFM
- right?Krassy
- Oh, ohOBBTKN
- dead?utopian
- He's locked up in an organ farm somewhere in Chinapango
- probably on set filming with NetflixKrassy
- Ripnb
- Turns out she’s Russian and he’s of Ukraine heritage.shapesalad
- DaveO3
Bumping this just because I read this far
- nb2
Reading that long .org post it occurred to me that just because you weren’t aroused by that one guy does not mean you’re not gay. For example, I love women but it’s not like I’m sexually attracted to 100% of them. Not even close.
It’s a bit juvenile to presume that if you were gay you would be aroused by all men in all scenarios. For example, you may have been simply afraid of being emasculated in a group setting and that made you soft. It’s actually quite likely.
Just saying.
- I’ve never met you mate, but already I find you attractive. But I’m not gayIanbolton
- I don’t get it, but hinb
- Theoretically possible but I doubt he's gay.CyBrainX
- Probably not, but it’s too small a sample size to be conclusive. That is allnb
- As he was aroused by a girl he was only gay in the sense of being happy, for sure. But even if — being gay isn’t anything negative, so there isn’t a point.SimonFFM
- So, technically that makes us all deeply closeted.palimpsest
- It's not that we don't like dick, it's that we haven't found the right dick yet.palimpsest
- I like my dick ...Continuity
- Guess I'm gay for myself. :\Continuity
- BusterBoy0
He dead...
- nb5
He dad
- Fax_Benson2
Maybe his junk turned out to be something other than persistent
