Dates are starting to suck lately. Maybe leading with "So f..

Dates are starting to suck lately. Maybe leading with "So fucking anyone good lately?" isn't the most fantastic way to start a date with a new guy. Wrong move on my part, but who knew? Telling me about your exciting career as an IT security guy and the amazing saves you made recently... acceptable maneuver for the first date. Telling me exactly how you made them will bore my vagina into dryness. Telling me how much money you make turns my vagina into the Sahara Desert. I was leaking desert sand out of my shorts by the time I left Rip Tides. So if you were wondering if I happened to get my vaginal canal stretched out by a dudes cock, I can assure you that it remained entirely untouched by dick. What went wrong? I don't know for sure. I think he wanted more of a romantic love story-type first date. I wanted a cheesy porn-type date where jizz is dripping off the ceiling light. Every time I steered the conversation towards sex, he would laugh uncomfortably and drive it right back to Disney-style dialogue. I don't have time for Disney anymore. I want to hear how you are going to pump so much nut in my mouth sperm will leak out of my nose. Check, please! Your place or mine? Car is also good if it's good for you? What am I saying here? I wanted to smack the snot of this guy. Then pound the snot out of his balls while his dick is bottomed out in my guts. Is that asking too much? I think not... but I could be wrong. I understand. Some of you think you want a forever girlfriend/wife. Good for you. I am not forever anything. Your dick is permanent until I think someone else's dick is more fitting than yours. Which means you might have a week or two of forever pussy. My point, if there is one. I am that person that is simply going to use you to get to your dick, which I will then use till I find another dick. Sure, I may revisit your dick from time to time over the years but rest assured my cunt will be dripping sperm from another man at any given moment. I suggest you use me in the very same fashion that I am using you. In the phrase "Friends with benefits," simply substitute the word "Friends" and make it "Pussy with benefits." This may sound cold, but I realized the other day even my girlfriends don't refer to the man as the actual subject of the conversation. He is just the by-product of the penis. Carry, who is more of a slut than I am, which is hard to believe yet somehow true. She was going on about how she had this dick that bent down and hit all the right spots. How she put it was like this. "I am getting fucked by this cock tonight. It bends down and touches me just right. It makes me cum every time. I just hope the guy bringing it showers it first because he is heading over straight from work. I hate stinky dick." I was like.."Wait, you are referring to him as like the custodian of the penis like he isn't even there." She replied, "Thats what he isn't he?" I thought about it, and even though I somewhat feel the same about cock, I wasn't that hardcore about it. I tend to make friends with the owners of cocks I like. Then I thought about it some more. Why am I making friends when I have the perfect amount of them in my little circle? So I can get to the dick more readily when I need it. She is just candid about it to herself and everyone else.