I called up a fuck buddy who has a really, really ethereal sex drive- here one minute, gone the next, it is what it is- and she was down for the cause. After she got here she wasn't really feeling it anymore so we said whatever, let's drink and paint and check out what the morning brings. So I spend the night in like, a state of arousal, dreams where I don't find any release but come close, and in the morning lady gets her period and isn't feeling blow-jobby. Whatever, she doesn't owe me anything, but man, I'm riled up. So I'm like, listen, I'm just going to jack off, you get out of here if that's weird for you, go into another room. She does and I think, "man, maybe she'll come back in after I start and give me head anyways" and then right as I'm on the verge of cumming, at the point of no return, she bursts into the room all ready to deliver, and I'm just like nooooooooo and splooge all over my hand and start laughing. You gotta be able to laugh at yourself, and it was a pretty hilarious situation of tragic timing, non-overlapping desire. I need to find a fuck buddy who is as insatiable as I am, the end.
