I met a girl who I worked with (I know, bad me) and I knew she had a crush on me, but I'm a more cautious person so I never pursued anything until a few months. I was attracted to her and she has a very nice figure (small but pert breasts, and great hips and a nice curvy grabbable ass and nice legs, great form to her arms too) and so I figured we'll just try going out. I don't know if it was me just being so horny cuz I haven't had a girlfriend for 5 years or what.
Before deciding to go out though, one of the first times we got together was to see a haunted house during Halloween. When we were going through it I could tell she is the kind who loves to get scared so to "protect" her she looked towards me for protection and was grabbing my chest and my arms furiously. I loved the feeling, I hadn't had a girl handle me like that for 5 years (was going back to school and never really tried to date much). So after that we started talking and texting and flirting and soon after we were dating.
The pluses were a lot. Someone to snuggle with and go visit and occasionally get a chance to spend the night with. Being able to sleep next to someone you care about and feel them snuggle up next to you is truly an unappreciated feeling. Spooning and her pulling my arm around her and squeezing for dear life was lovely.
It was about a month and a half before we started having sex and I admit I was nervous the first time. She said it had been awhile since she had sex, and I could tell because I couldn't fit my head in. I pushed and pushed and then I started to soften up a bit and then there was no hope, she was so tight. She was patient though and kept wanting me to try. This happened the first few times we tried having sex, I used my fingers and tongue to warm her up but still nothing. She was good about it though and didn't berate or criticize me. I was starting to think I was just too big for her, being 6" around at the head. But then finally, after another trial session, I sunk into her. It was exquisite, and her head arched back and she groaned "there... you got it hun". That was a great feeling.
Since then I could get into her fine, but it was usually a problem at first, just fitting the head in, but if I was 100% rock hard I could manage it easy. She felt great, and the fact that I'm not super long was fine, because all of my humble 6" easily pushed into the bottom of her pussy, but it was super tight in there. Her body rubbed against my knob in a way that drove me crazy, I loved it. I didn't hit her cervix but there felt like a bulge in the end of her. Maybe because she has had a kid and her pussy got shaped different? Anyway, her pussy was super tight at the entryway and several times she squeezed and you can believe me I felt that around the base of my cock.
I could tell that she liked my cock but one thing that started to get me feeling crappy was that I couldn't get her to come. I tried, I hit the spot where she was groaning to keep it up, but always she was just too good feeling and the friction got to me and I ended up losing it before I got her there. I felt bad about it and apologized, I know how frustrating that can be. She told me her ex could get her there, he just found a rhythm and went at it and took her to heaven. I felt jealous and inferior. She did encourage me to keep trying though.
So overall our physical life was good, we couldn't get enough of just holding each other. But she had some deep issues that I didn't think would affect me as much as they did.
Now, I admit, i wasn't the best boyfriend, I didn't always know the "perfect" gift to get her (some misses, some hits) but anytime I missed or didnt present things the right way, she just got cold and distant. This rather perturbed me. I knew that she could be petty but she took this to new levels. Now, to be fair to her, she was abused because her ex and the father of her kid hit her more than once, and went to jail for it more than once. I felt so bad for her that that happened to her.
But as time went on (and we went on again, off again dating) I realized that she is just very immature and from reading some things her ex wrote, she didn't just get that way because of the shitty way he treated her. But I found on that I can't talk to her, when I would do something wrong I would have to sweet talk her and apologize for sometimes hours and even then she still didn't trust me. She actually thought that I was gay because I spend a lot of time with my best friend Terry. He is my best bud and confidant but she really seemed to have a problem with him.
Yet, when I tried to approach her about things that she was doing that bugged me, all she did was point the blame back at me, saying "what about this this and this". She can't take responsibility for what she does. I tried many times to rationally explain my concerns and talk to her, I would ask her questions, and she would just sit there, not answer my questions, not say anything. Then when I asked her if she heard anything I was saying and she'd just say "what!" And it was not meaning that she didn't hear me, it was saying she didn't have anything to say.
Even when we would hang out sometimes I would ask her what she would like to do and she'd just say "whatever you want to do". At first I thought she was being accomodating and I am sure she was but it felt like she just didn't have a mind or desires for herself. Even with sex, it was mostly me doing the work, going down on her, fingering her, she didn't seem to enjoy giving oral. Which I could live with though I want someone who is willing to give and receive.
But what drove me crazy the most is that the smallest things would set her off. I was watching a friends home for them and taking care of their dog so I thought it would be fun to have her stay overnight with me, and then she got jealous of me petting the dog. That was too much for me. She said if we ever got married we wouldn't be getting a dog because she thought the dog would get more attention than her. Well, we had been fighting on the way out to the house so that thought did amuse me because with her behavior it may have been true. Then, when I coaxed her into being ok with me again we were going to head to bed and I was going to give her a massage, and then she wigged out because the amount of oil in my bottle wasn't at the same level it was when she made a little hidden marker on it, so she thought it was being used on another girl.
Arg.
I should have admitted that I use it for masturbation lube but my brain just blanked out at her behavior built up from all day so my argument went right away to the point-THERE WAS NO ONE ELSE. She was having an issue believing it though. So... we went to bed not getting along, again. We woke up with a little make up sex that went on for a bit but still I couldn't get her to come and I could tell she was frustrated cuz when I pulled out and rode off my own orgasm that I shamefully couldn't control, she just sat there for a moment and said "ok, I'm taking a shower". Didn't touch me, anything. That's when I realized that even from the start my pleasure was not as important to her as her own, but her own needs always came first.
Which reminds me that when I was sick or ill, she had no sympathy and just said "oh, poor baby" but when she was ill I tried to do whatever to make her feel better.
Now, this next part is after we realized that dating is no good for us now, we are too different and we fight all the time (she doesn't realize that some people are good matches and others aren't, people should just keep trying) but when my flight from California (back from vacation) was delayed and I told her I might not be able to make it to work the next day and her response was a snotty "fine, I figured that, you are that way". I was just stunned, saying, ..uh, what? Instead of saying "that stinks I hope you make it here ok, she gets mad that I might not be able to make it to work and she can't see me."
That's probably why I am writing so much because I was going insane.
But I still lover her and care about her, even after this next stunt. Since we weren't dating at the time I went on my trip I wasn't going to get her something extravagant (and I'm bad at picking gifts out anyway, where I excel is going to her house and helping with her laundry, her dishes, cleaning her place, listening to her talk-when she does-and giving back rubs and things like that) but the other night when I gave her the gift I got for her-a crystal trinkety thing, I admit in retrospect it was lame but uh...- she got upset. In fact, afterwards, she told me in text message that it made her feel like shit and how can I say I cared about her and get her that. So, she said that we shouldn't hang out anymore or even be friends. Wow, I almost laughed, that is so immature and petty. Bad gift probably, but worth killing a friendship over? Please ladies, give me your honest opinion!
I tried reconciling, apologizing, told her I would get her something different, but no, the damage was done. Apparently I can be a good friend to her (I even gave her $40 when I found out she got a ticket for expired plates-AFTER we were no longer dating) but nothing I do matters unless I give her what she wants and a great gift. She once told me (with a depressed tone) that she could have been married but refused to give her fiance a free thing from where she worked, and she broke it off because of the fight they had. So I told her, "remember that incident? Please don't make that same mistake again with me"
Now, how can a girl that says she loves me so much, end her friendship with me because I give her a crappy gift from my trip? I'm never sure what to get her anyway, and when I ask, she says "you don't know? look around at my place!" and I say... suggestions please! I'm not a mind reader, and many many times she complains of how stuff is tacky or lame so...
Before deciding to go out though, one of the first times we got together was to see a haunted house during Halloween. When we were going through it I could tell she is the kind who loves to get scared so to "protect" her she looked towards me for protection and was grabbing my chest and my arms furiously. I loved the feeling, I hadn't had a girl handle me like that for 5 years (was going back to school and never really tried to date much). So after that we started talking and texting and flirting and soon after we were dating.
The pluses were a lot. Someone to snuggle with and go visit and occasionally get a chance to spend the night with. Being able to sleep next to someone you care about and feel them snuggle up next to you is truly an unappreciated feeling. Spooning and her pulling my arm around her and squeezing for dear life was lovely.
It was about a month and a half before we started having sex and I admit I was nervous the first time. She said it had been awhile since she had sex, and I could tell because I couldn't fit my head in. I pushed and pushed and then I started to soften up a bit and then there was no hope, she was so tight. She was patient though and kept wanting me to try. This happened the first few times we tried having sex, I used my fingers and tongue to warm her up but still nothing. She was good about it though and didn't berate or criticize me. I was starting to think I was just too big for her, being 6" around at the head. But then finally, after another trial session, I sunk into her. It was exquisite, and her head arched back and she groaned "there... you got it hun". That was a great feeling.
Since then I could get into her fine, but it was usually a problem at first, just fitting the head in, but if I was 100% rock hard I could manage it easy. She felt great, and the fact that I'm not super long was fine, because all of my humble 6" easily pushed into the bottom of her pussy, but it was super tight in there. Her body rubbed against my knob in a way that drove me crazy, I loved it. I didn't hit her cervix but there felt like a bulge in the end of her. Maybe because she has had a kid and her pussy got shaped different? Anyway, her pussy was super tight at the entryway and several times she squeezed and you can believe me I felt that around the base of my cock.
I could tell that she liked my cock but one thing that started to get me feeling crappy was that I couldn't get her to come. I tried, I hit the spot where she was groaning to keep it up, but always she was just too good feeling and the friction got to me and I ended up losing it before I got her there. I felt bad about it and apologized, I know how frustrating that can be. She told me her ex could get her there, he just found a rhythm and went at it and took her to heaven. I felt jealous and inferior. She did encourage me to keep trying though.
So overall our physical life was good, we couldn't get enough of just holding each other. But she had some deep issues that I didn't think would affect me as much as they did.
Now, I admit, i wasn't the best boyfriend, I didn't always know the "perfect" gift to get her (some misses, some hits) but anytime I missed or didnt present things the right way, she just got cold and distant. This rather perturbed me. I knew that she could be petty but she took this to new levels. Now, to be fair to her, she was abused because her ex and the father of her kid hit her more than once, and went to jail for it more than once. I felt so bad for her that that happened to her.
But as time went on (and we went on again, off again dating) I realized that she is just very immature and from reading some things her ex wrote, she didn't just get that way because of the shitty way he treated her. But I found on that I can't talk to her, when I would do something wrong I would have to sweet talk her and apologize for sometimes hours and even then she still didn't trust me. She actually thought that I was gay because I spend a lot of time with my best friend Terry. He is my best bud and confidant but she really seemed to have a problem with him.
Yet, when I tried to approach her about things that she was doing that bugged me, all she did was point the blame back at me, saying "what about this this and this". She can't take responsibility for what she does. I tried many times to rationally explain my concerns and talk to her, I would ask her questions, and she would just sit there, not answer my questions, not say anything. Then when I asked her if she heard anything I was saying and she'd just say "what!" And it was not meaning that she didn't hear me, it was saying she didn't have anything to say.
Even when we would hang out sometimes I would ask her what she would like to do and she'd just say "whatever you want to do". At first I thought she was being accomodating and I am sure she was but it felt like she just didn't have a mind or desires for herself. Even with sex, it was mostly me doing the work, going down on her, fingering her, she didn't seem to enjoy giving oral. Which I could live with though I want someone who is willing to give and receive.
But what drove me crazy the most is that the smallest things would set her off. I was watching a friends home for them and taking care of their dog so I thought it would be fun to have her stay overnight with me, and then she got jealous of me petting the dog. That was too much for me. She said if we ever got married we wouldn't be getting a dog because she thought the dog would get more attention than her. Well, we had been fighting on the way out to the house so that thought did amuse me because with her behavior it may have been true. Then, when I coaxed her into being ok with me again we were going to head to bed and I was going to give her a massage, and then she wigged out because the amount of oil in my bottle wasn't at the same level it was when she made a little hidden marker on it, so she thought it was being used on another girl.
Arg.
I should have admitted that I use it for masturbation lube but my brain just blanked out at her behavior built up from all day so my argument went right away to the point-THERE WAS NO ONE ELSE. She was having an issue believing it though. So... we went to bed not getting along, again. We woke up with a little make up sex that went on for a bit but still I couldn't get her to come and I could tell she was frustrated cuz when I pulled out and rode off my own orgasm that I shamefully couldn't control, she just sat there for a moment and said "ok, I'm taking a shower". Didn't touch me, anything. That's when I realized that even from the start my pleasure was not as important to her as her own, but her own needs always came first.
Which reminds me that when I was sick or ill, she had no sympathy and just said "oh, poor baby" but when she was ill I tried to do whatever to make her feel better.
Now, this next part is after we realized that dating is no good for us now, we are too different and we fight all the time (she doesn't realize that some people are good matches and others aren't, people should just keep trying) but when my flight from California (back from vacation) was delayed and I told her I might not be able to make it to work the next day and her response was a snotty "fine, I figured that, you are that way". I was just stunned, saying, ..uh, what? Instead of saying "that stinks I hope you make it here ok, she gets mad that I might not be able to make it to work and she can't see me."
That's probably why I am writing so much because I was going insane.
But I still lover her and care about her, even after this next stunt. Since we weren't dating at the time I went on my trip I wasn't going to get her something extravagant (and I'm bad at picking gifts out anyway, where I excel is going to her house and helping with her laundry, her dishes, cleaning her place, listening to her talk-when she does-and giving back rubs and things like that) but the other night when I gave her the gift I got for her-a crystal trinkety thing, I admit in retrospect it was lame but uh...- she got upset. In fact, afterwards, she told me in text message that it made her feel like shit and how can I say I cared about her and get her that. So, she said that we shouldn't hang out anymore or even be friends. Wow, I almost laughed, that is so immature and petty. Bad gift probably, but worth killing a friendship over? Please ladies, give me your honest opinion!
I tried reconciling, apologizing, told her I would get her something different, but no, the damage was done. Apparently I can be a good friend to her (I even gave her $40 when I found out she got a ticket for expired plates-AFTER we were no longer dating) but nothing I do matters unless I give her what she wants and a great gift. She once told me (with a depressed tone) that she could have been married but refused to give her fiance a free thing from where she worked, and she broke it off because of the fight they had. So I told her, "remember that incident? Please don't make that same mistake again with me"
Now, how can a girl that says she loves me so much, end her friendship with me because I give her a crappy gift from my trip? I'm never sure what to get her anyway, and when I ask, she says "you don't know? look around at my place!" and I say... suggestions please! I'm not a mind reader, and many many times she complains of how stuff is tacky or lame so...
