Post: #1

Here's what happened to me, years ago, before I came across all this "knowledge." I was in the military overseas in the UK, and there was this local chick with pasty white skin, slim bod, and dyed blonde hair. I recall all of this because it's almost etched in my brain but with a few years of therapy maybe I'll be able to clean out the ram. Anyway, we take a short cab ride to get her back to my room in the barracks, and I'm sitting on this chair where just moments ago she was straddling me and we're making out. She had pulled away, and slowly started taking off her clothes when I thought I started to smell something, but by the time she was near me and buck naked I was no longer thinking I smelled something, I knew for sure I smelled something foul.

I remember she had a million dollar smile on her face that fell faster than Enron when I told her to put her clothes back on and to get out. I even gave her ten quid for cab fare to hurry up and get out of my room. So my question is, have you ever come close to sealing the deal, but something made you want to back away from it?

Post: #2

What did it smell like? Fish? Shit? B.O.? Her shoes? Her poon? Any idea?

Post: #3

I'm curious too. I thought she was going to end up being a man.

Post: #4

It was her Poon. I believe what I was smelling could only be described as the world's worst vagina in need of a major douche. It was like rotted fish, but somehow worse. I'm gagging a little during this bit of recall.

Post: #5

So you didn't go down on her?

Post: #6

During all the hub bub with the smell, taxi money, name calling, I forgot to go down on her.

Post: #7

Happened to me only it was with a girl I was dating regularly. Don't ask me how I went months without noticing she had a problem, but one night I was about to go down there and...

Post: #8

As listed in another post this can be a deal breaker. Vagina should never smell anything remotely like ass, so did you break up with her?

Post: #9

Here's the twist to that story. She turned out to be an Internet pedophile so the relationship quickly dissolved upon my discovering this. Girls from New Zealand are just weird I guess. She was living with me at the time so the Internet pedo stuff created an easy out for me. Oh, and the fact she was cyber fucking some guy.

She had other issues too but I put up with it because I thought I was in love. So maybe my olfactory senses were ignorning the fact that she had crotch rot and halitosis. I learned from that experience and now those things are just immediate deal breakers.

It was just a tough thing to deal with because she was a knock and I thought I was so in love. Long, blonde hair, tall, shimmering blue eyes, cute little accent. She bore a striking resemblence to a love child mix between Claudia Schiffer and Nicole Kidman (the young Nicole). Also she was a virgin and I got to deflower her. So there was this illusion that she was mine you know? So all of that was a little tough to let go.

I tried talking to her about her "problem" and she refused to acknowledge there was a problem which created some issues. Anyway, I learned from that experience and now I just nip things in the rear.

Post: #10

Trotter, wow, that's some serious drama, but kudos for getting out of it and learning from it. Whenever emotions are in play and you get involved it's always difficult to get out of bad situations, especially on the first go round. Good to hear you've dropped it and are in better times.

Post: #11

(08-20-2008 05:54 PM)Roosh Wrote:  I'm curious too. I thought she was going to end up being a man.

Lol, me too, I was hanging on the edge of my seat waiting for his "Crying Game" moment, and it was just some chick that forgot to wipe. I was about to have sex with a chick that passed out drunk on me, I had her buck naked and was about to seal the deal when she projectile vomited on me. We were at my place, so i semi dressed her, and left her in a shopping cart that someone left at the apartments. A couple hours later I woke up horny, decided to go wash her off in the shower, but she was gone. Knock on wood, <unintentional pun, I haven't reached down and felt junk, i think I would never date again. That reminds me, does anyone know the movie where two guys get picked up by two chicks in a V-Dub convertible? They start making out with them in the car, and one guy says "Hey Artie, This chicks got balls!" It was hilarious but i can't remember the movie.

Post: #12

I had a chick once who didn't stink my cock was pretty much in. I guess I just didn't notice it. Needless to say, I couldn't get the smell off of my fingers for a day or two.

Post: #13

(08-26-2008 12:58 PM)GMoney Wrote:  "Hey Artie, This chicks got balls!" It was hilarious but i can't remember the movie.

HA HA, when you find that movie I'd watch the whole thing just for that scene alone.

Post: #14

(08-26-2008 02:30 PM)DyrtyRyce Wrote:  I had a chick once who didn't stink my cock was pretty much in. I guess I just didn't notice it. Needless to say, I couldn't get the smell off of my fingers for a day or two.

The next time that happens I recommend soaking your fingers for a week in liberal amounts of lemon juice, or get new fingers. ;D

Post: #15

Quote:So my question is, have you ever come close to sealing the deal, but something made you want to back away from it?

I was actually hoping to see a thread that already asked this.

Around this time last year I had a friend visiting me from the states. While she was crashing at my apartment, I kept to my usual deal of meeting random girls on nights I had available to try to get in their pants. On one such night, I had a girl who was already riding with me on a train towards the love hotel area hoping to get a good dicking and then pass out until morning and then go get her nails done. Normally, I would have just dragged her back to my place and have my way with her however since my friend was staying and I had entertained the thought of the love hotel.

As we approached the my stop I realized I just couldn't be bothered to pay for the hotel that night. The girl wasn't ugly, nor did she smell perhaps it was the sheer frequency I had been getting laid that month that made realize the fact that I just couldn't be bothered to drop an additional chunk of money to bone this girl.

So I politely told her, when we came to her stop, that I was feeling rather tired and it was best that she got of here and goes home to sleep. I can tell you, I have never seen a girls face go from gleefully expectant of a session of pipe laying to one of utter despair and rejection.

So that, I was able to get home at a good hour and enjoy my peaceful nights sleep.

Post: #16