Well, I'm drunk again and feel like telling a tale.
So I had a girl that one might consider a girlfriend, I considered her a consistent fuck. After all, I only had known her for about two months. She had kissed many of my friends and I had kissed many of hers, but we saved the fucking for each other. Well one night we had a fight, first one that I remember. The night was setup for a pregame in our hall and a trip to a local frat party. Being angry, I went to the dance floor and started grinding on as many girls as I could. After realizing there were a few familar faces in the sidelines giving me looks of temptation, I grabbed a girl who I had known for a while. I told her to dance with me and pointed out the various girls I had sex with eyeing me. She was having a blast watching them, apparently I was a hot topic at the time. Lord knows those women had me confused with a good looking kid. Anyway, so the girl who I had the fight with that night sees me grinding on this nice piece and decides she is going to make me jealous. She walks over to my friend and begins making out with him. I see her leave the party with him (he has a small dick, i wasn't too concerned with it). I decide that if she's going to act like that, I will as well. So as I leave the party I grab some random girl that is leaving the party. A few drunken lines and slices of pizza, we end up at my room. Fooling around with this girl, I think its a great idea to film her giving me a blow job. She's down so the blow job transpires. I can't cum to blow jobs, so it's time for some fucking to go down. As I begin to warm her up with my fingers, she squirts on my wrist. This is my first squirter ever, in fact I didn't even know they existed. I was thinking, "where the fuck is the warning label on that?" I ask her if she just cam, she replies that she has not. I ask her if she just pissed on me and the night takes a turn for the worst. She punches me in the chest and I start laughing. This angers her even more and she spits out some lines to bring down my manhood. I reply with a polite, "I think its time for you to go." Angered with my level-headedness, she see my bran new laptop on the desk. She grabs my laptop and throws it on the floor. Now, I'm pissed. I just bought that thing and can't believe her actions. Butt naked, I pick her up and carry her to my door. I open the door with her in one arm and throw her out into the hall. She's completely naked. She begins to yell at me and claims that I abused her. The members of my hallway pop their heads out fo their doors and begin to witness the horror that is taking place. Meanwhile, I am bleeding from my nose in my room. She caught me with a clean right hook to the nose in the frenzy. As I am grabbing her clothes, I notice how much blood is coming out of my nose and blow my nose in her clothes. It was a very rewarding feeling. Afterward, I opened the door and threw the clothes at her naked body. I tell her to get dressed and leave me alone. A few of my neighbors ask me what is going on and I mention that she has gone crazy and not to worry about it. She begins to throw a fit about the video of her sucking my dick and demands that I had it over immediately. I tell her that this isn't going to happen, as I have other important shit on the tape (previous girlfriend's videos). Angered, she begins to hit me again. I let her take the blows on me and point out her insanity to the other gentlemen in the hall. One kid pulls her off of me and I shut the door. I call the police and ask them what I should do. They recommend that I record over the video, I do as told. The morning has come and the word has spread about the events that had transpired the ngiht before. Turns out my girl had only walked back with my friend and went to bed. She wasn't to thrilled to here about my actions and see that scratch marks on my arm. I tell her I thought she fucked my friend zach the only night so it was far game. We continued to date until she moved to california after the semester. We still talk and plan to continue the relationship at a later date, after all it was great sex and we clicked. However, everytime we'd fuck she would look at the scars on my bicep and it would remind her of that night. The scars have faded now, she just got implants and I plan to rail her before the summer is over.
I guess this is a story about me being mean to two women. One who punched me in the face and the other who tried to hurt my feelings. Overall, I should've just went home, but that's life boys. It was one of the most interesting nights of my life with the opposite sex. Sex is fun, but cops style domestic abuse is even better. What a redneck scene that was.
Yours truly,
Mercer
