12-29-2011, 02:39 PM
You guys remember how I did that human suspension to commemorate finishing Alpha Male 2010? I feel the need to do something similar with Sex Magnet. Celebrating Sex Magnet by having lot's of sex seems little mediocre and that's basically what I did, so I'll give back instead and share some of he ridiculous stuff that happened to me while on Sex Magnet. If I reach back in my memory, I'm sure that I can come up with plenty of crazy stories. We'll call them "Tales of the Sex Magnet".
For your first tale of mystery and intrigue, I shall call this one...
The Tale of the Facebook Friend Request
It was the beginning of academy for the Halloween festival. All of the actors were gathering to do exercises in improv. This particular class was on memorizing names and was being taught by a very alluring girl who later on I started casually hooking up with(but that's a different story altogether). The girl teaching the class had a friend there that I didn't recognize from the other classes and that's because she didn't participate. We shall call her "D" and she was the makeup artist at the Halloween festival. While she did act in the Ren Faire, and played a very beautiful gypsy, she didn't act in this event. This was my very first time meeting D and I was very taken with her when I first saw her and apparently her with I, as I came to find out later. D decided to play in this event and it was a game where a large group of people gather in a circle and as, it moves to each person, they say their name and an action to go with their name, but for every person forward that the circle moved, the next person had to remember the names of all the people who came before them as well as their actions. For D's action, she did a brushstroke action for doing makeup, when it came time for me to remember her action, I did the action and said that she did calligraphy, she acted annoyed at this and so every time I saw her after that, I made some sort of joke about calligraphy, while I know it's not ALL that relevant to the story, it's just to illustrate that I started right off the bat giving this girl shit.
After that I only really saw her in passing aside from one time that I was having lunch at Subway with these two girls who kind clung to me all throughout academy and she joined us, because they're friends of hers. It was in that lunch conversation that I learned she has a boyfriend and I know it's evil, but when I hear that statement, my first thought is always "We'll see about that." and besides, when it really comes down to it, I have a devil on both shoulders. I also learned at this lunch that her nickname is "F-off Rockstar" because she apparently doesn't give a F***. So from here on out, we'll refer to her as Rockstar. I learned one more thing too, that was perhaps the most important later on that day or maybe it was the next, but I digress. I was talking to her outside and she mentioned that she lived in the same city as me(this festival is thirty miles away from me). Not only that, but when I asked her where she lived and she told me, I informed her that it's but a few miles away from me...
So it was several weeks before I talked to Rockstar again. I would see her in passing after the festival started here and there. She would always wave to me, but that was generally the extent of our interactions, because I didn't wear any SFX makeup and so I never went back to her area. Now here's where it gets good. One night I'm feeling very devilish and I get on facebook and that, my friends is always a devilish combo. I don't generally add girls on facebook, but I make exceptions here and there. I saw her on the "people you may know" this particular night and decided to add her. Miss Rockstar almost immediately accepts and shortly after that says hi on chat. Here's the conversation...
Her:Hey! It's Tron Guy! How are ya, handsome?
Me:I'm great
How are you? And you may call me Adam
Her:Okay. How are ya, Adam?
Me: Haha, fantastic How's your week going, D?
Her:Haha me too. I tried to find you Saturday while I was out in costume but no such luck.
Me:I was stuck at the trail of blood lines all night. I would have liked to have seen it. What were you wearing?
Her: I was in a black and gold belly dancer costume.
Me:Will you wear it out again?
Her:I might be able to this Friday. I wanted to stay long enough to come to the fire pit but I was too exhausted. *Note* Fire Pit is after the place, shuts down. They have a bug fire and some of the actors stay around and drink all night.
Me: I always go to the fire pit on Saturdays. I probably shouldn't have last saturday because I was damn tired and ended up staying up all night and driving home at 6am.
Her: I won't be able to stay Saturday but Friday I will be there for a bit.
Me:I leave right away on Fridays after it closes, but maybe I'll get to see you in your costume. You live in Tulsa, right?
Her: I assure you, it's just a costume. Nothing spectacular. it's just me showing way too much skin. I do. *She gives me her address.
Me: I'm having a Halloween party at the beginning of Nov. on the first Friday. I'd love it if you could come.
Her: I may be able to. I should warn you though, I tend to go a bit slutty for Halloween.
Me: Oh no this is an ultra conserative christian party.
Her: I think I just got a little sarcasm on me.
Me: Just a little. I tend to go a little slutty on Halloween too. As long as you don't show up in the same costume that I'm wearing, I think we'll be cool.
Her: You know what, this may be too weird but I distinctly remember trying to sluttily wave at you Saturday night but you were busy.
Me: Haha, you don't know me very well. Feel free to sluttily wave at me whenever you want and if I'm purposefully too busy for that, then I must be all f***ed up that particular night.
Her: I very much remember saying "I want to make out with Tron Guy" one day to the rest of leadership.
Me: Well hell. there's still time for that,lmao
Her: Lmao, huh? I'm a rock star, you know.
Me: So I've heard.
Her: That makes me worry lol.
Me: Don't worry. We can get all this pretense out of the way when we're making out.
Her: Number please? That's much easier.
*I give her my number and she promptly texts me*
Her: Hey this is "D" the rockstar.
Me: Hey sexy rockstar girl.
Her: Sexy, huh? *She makes a comment about me spitting game, I believe. I don't quite remember how she puts it.
Me: Game? Pssh, I only speak the troof.
Her: I don't know what you have planned for the night, but do you want to spend the night making out with a rockstar?
AND that was that. Within about thirty minutes of me sending her the friend request on Facebook, I was naked in her bed making out with her. Now I know that women can tend to be jaded sometimes in this day and age, but at one point, I was fingering her and she was texting her friend. I looked up at her utterly amazed and I had to laugh at that point because it was too damn hilarious. I said to her "Jesus Christ! Are you texting while I'm fingering you?" Girls and their texting. It's getting out of hand I tell you. This damn digital age has me all f'd up. So, we're getting down and we do everything BUT have sex and at this point I just outright say "So do you want to get f***ed now or not?" and she opts out because she is too sore from her first bar fight that she had with a girl a few days earlier. So we lay there messing around for a while, I tell her all the places I want to f*ck at in the castle grounds, she tells me all the places she HAS f****ed in the castle grounds (because she is a veteran of the place) and I tell her to think of a place she hasn't done it and I'll christen it with her. Eventually I just go and tell her as I leave to let me know when she really wants to be f***ed. Now I don't know if I would be as terribly interested as I was at the time. It wasn't all that enjoyable and she didn't make out very well...well that and a not so great BJ, but I think I was having more fun with the fact that it was such a ridiculous situation. I did ask her about her boyfriend afterwards and she gave me the same BS that most girls give in that scenario "We have an open relationship." I haven't seen her very much since then, though she has invited me to do things, I haven't really taken her up on it yet. She does plan to move to Kansas city soon, so maybe we'll be up for another go before then. Who knows, maybe both the devils on my shoulders will speak in to my ears at once. Only time will tell.
For your first tale of mystery and intrigue, I shall call this one...
The Tale of the Facebook Friend Request
It was the beginning of academy for the Halloween festival. All of the actors were gathering to do exercises in improv. This particular class was on memorizing names and was being taught by a very alluring girl who later on I started casually hooking up with(but that's a different story altogether). The girl teaching the class had a friend there that I didn't recognize from the other classes and that's because she didn't participate. We shall call her "D" and she was the makeup artist at the Halloween festival. While she did act in the Ren Faire, and played a very beautiful gypsy, she didn't act in this event. This was my very first time meeting D and I was very taken with her when I first saw her and apparently her with I, as I came to find out later. D decided to play in this event and it was a game where a large group of people gather in a circle and as, it moves to each person, they say their name and an action to go with their name, but for every person forward that the circle moved, the next person had to remember the names of all the people who came before them as well as their actions. For D's action, she did a brushstroke action for doing makeup, when it came time for me to remember her action, I did the action and said that she did calligraphy, she acted annoyed at this and so every time I saw her after that, I made some sort of joke about calligraphy, while I know it's not ALL that relevant to the story, it's just to illustrate that I started right off the bat giving this girl shit.
After that I only really saw her in passing aside from one time that I was having lunch at Subway with these two girls who kind clung to me all throughout academy and she joined us, because they're friends of hers. It was in that lunch conversation that I learned she has a boyfriend and I know it's evil, but when I hear that statement, my first thought is always "We'll see about that." and besides, when it really comes down to it, I have a devil on both shoulders. I also learned at this lunch that her nickname is "F-off Rockstar" because she apparently doesn't give a F***. So from here on out, we'll refer to her as Rockstar. I learned one more thing too, that was perhaps the most important later on that day or maybe it was the next, but I digress. I was talking to her outside and she mentioned that she lived in the same city as me(this festival is thirty miles away from me). Not only that, but when I asked her where she lived and she told me, I informed her that it's but a few miles away from me...
So it was several weeks before I talked to Rockstar again. I would see her in passing after the festival started here and there. She would always wave to me, but that was generally the extent of our interactions, because I didn't wear any SFX makeup and so I never went back to her area. Now here's where it gets good. One night I'm feeling very devilish and I get on facebook and that, my friends is always a devilish combo. I don't generally add girls on facebook, but I make exceptions here and there. I saw her on the "people you may know" this particular night and decided to add her. Miss Rockstar almost immediately accepts and shortly after that says hi on chat. Here's the conversation...
Her:Hey! It's Tron Guy! How are ya, handsome?
Me:I'm great
How are you? And you may call me AdamHer:Okay. How are ya, Adam?
Me: Haha, fantastic How's your week going, D?
Her:Haha me too. I tried to find you Saturday while I was out in costume but no such luck.
Me:I was stuck at the trail of blood lines all night. I would have liked to have seen it. What were you wearing?
Her: I was in a black and gold belly dancer costume.
Me:Will you wear it out again?
Her:I might be able to this Friday. I wanted to stay long enough to come to the fire pit but I was too exhausted.
*Note* Fire Pit is after the place, shuts down. They have a bug fire and some of the actors stay around and drink all night.Me: I always go to the fire pit on Saturdays. I probably shouldn't have last saturday because I was damn tired and ended up staying up all night and driving home at 6am.
Her: I won't be able to stay Saturday but Friday I will be there for a bit.
Me:I leave right away on Fridays after it closes, but maybe I'll get to see you in your costume. You live in Tulsa, right?
Her: I assure you, it's just a costume. Nothing spectacular.
it's just me showing way too much skin. I do. *She gives me her address.Me: I'm having a Halloween party at the beginning of Nov. on the first Friday. I'd love it if you could come.
Her: I may be able to. I should warn you though, I tend to go a bit slutty for Halloween.
Me: Oh no this is an ultra conserative christian party.
Her: I think I just got a little sarcasm on me.
Me: Just a little. I tend to go a little slutty on Halloween too. As long as you don't show up in the same costume that I'm wearing, I think we'll be cool.
Her: You know what, this may be too weird but I distinctly remember trying to sluttily wave at you Saturday night but you were busy.
Me: Haha, you don't know me very well. Feel free to sluttily wave at me whenever you want and if I'm purposefully too busy for that, then I must be all f***ed up that particular night.
Her: I very much remember saying "I want to make out with Tron Guy" one day to the rest of leadership.
Me: Well hell. there's still time for that,lmao
Her: Lmao, huh? I'm a rock star, you know.
Me: So I've heard.
Her: That makes me worry lol.
Me: Don't worry. We can get all this pretense out of the way when we're making out.
Her: Number please? That's much easier.
*I give her my number and she promptly texts me*
Her: Hey this is "D" the rockstar.
Me: Hey sexy rockstar girl.
Her: Sexy, huh? *She makes a comment about me spitting game, I believe. I don't quite remember how she puts it.
Me: Game? Pssh, I only speak the troof.
Her: I don't know what you have planned for the night, but do you want to spend the night making out with a rockstar?
AND that was that. Within about thirty minutes of me sending her the friend request on Facebook, I was naked in her bed making out with her. Now I know that women can tend to be jaded sometimes in this day and age, but at one point, I was fingering her and she was texting her friend. I looked up at her utterly amazed and I had to laugh at that point because it was too damn hilarious. I said to her "Jesus Christ! Are you texting while I'm fingering you?" Girls and their texting. It's getting out of hand I tell you. This damn digital age has me all f'd up. So, we're getting down and we do everything BUT have sex and at this point I just outright say "So do you want to get f***ed now or not?" and she opts out because she is too sore from her first bar fight that she had with a girl a few days earlier. So we lay there messing around for a while, I tell her all the places I want to f*ck at in the castle grounds, she tells me all the places she HAS f****ed in the castle grounds (because she is a veteran of the place) and I tell her to think of a place she hasn't done it and I'll christen it with her. Eventually I just go and tell her as I leave to let me know when she really wants to be f***ed. Now I don't know if I would be as terribly interested as I was at the time. It wasn't all that enjoyable and she didn't make out very well...well that and a not so great BJ, but I think I was having more fun with the fact that it was such a ridiculous situation. I did ask her about her boyfriend afterwards and she gave me the same BS that most girls give in that scenario "We have an open relationship." I haven't seen her very much since then, though she has invited me to do things, I haven't really taken her up on it yet. She does plan to move to Kansas city soon, so maybe we'll be up for another go before then. Who knows, maybe both the devils on my shoulders will speak in to my ears at once. Only time will tell.
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