Eileen – Bitch from Hell

Man, it’s good to get that first nut out of the way in AB – you can finally relax and scope out the hotties some more. I still couldn’t find that just-right chica, try as I might. They were either too hot (ice-queens) or not hot enough to push me over the top (only at AB or CC is this possible). I saw a pretty, slim blonde that I thought might be the Rosie I was so smitten with last time. In fact there were two or three chicas that I mistook for Rosie – I think I might have seen her Saturday, but not sure. Anyway, she was real playful with Justdan and I was surprised that he didn’t take her up. Thinking that this was my elusive Rosie (the only chica I regretted not doing last time), and taking her playfulness as a good sign, I bade her come see me when we made eye contact.

Eileen takes a seat next to me and of course I’m buying her a drink. She seemed fairly nice and let me grope a bit (even her tits), so I figured she’d be okay. I was in “let’s go” mode again, I think due to not finding that just-right chica and being ready to go. First sign that I missed was that she didn’t make any effort to talk to me – just “seemed to” reply nicely to what I asked or said. Second sign, she ordered another drink pretty quickly. I was in “what the hell” mode, so I didn’t think much of it. I asked her if she allowed DATY and she agreed, so the deal was struck. That turned out to be a lie.

I had already scored an all night room, but didn’t get a key, and I was confused when she was just kind of saying (as far as I could tell), “let’s go already”. I finally figured out that it meant that I didn’t get a key – just go to your room – it’s empty. Third sign (I was starting to catch on at this point) – she was in a big hurry to get upstairs – almost sprinting to the room. Fourth bad sign – she demanded $60 payment up front and was already soliciting a tip on top of that. I told her, “maybe”. She pouted. Yep, it’s a done deal – you’re screwed. You’re in for a bad session and the bitch already has your money.

Once undressed, she proceeded to jack me off at a million miles an hour to get me erect as soon as possible. I had already busted a few hours ago, but something tells me I would have been erect already if she wasn’t such a cunt. She had nice, natural B-cups, but fifth bad sign, bitch wouldn’t even let me touch her tits!!! Fuck, even tittie bar dancers will let you touch their tits. You’d think an AB whore wouldn’t mind so much. I knew I was in for a bad session but this was downright unbelievable. Sure, maybe no DFK’ing, maybe no DATY or even kissing her neck, but no touching the tits??? They weren’t even fake! Before that, she also wouldn’t let me touch her legs – are you kidding me??? All she would do was lie on her back and let me fuck her missionary – I’d be better of with most street girls for $15. Almost forgot – she piled about 6 oz. of lube on my dick the second she had the fucking condom on – hard to believe it could go from horrible to worse.

Looking back on it, I’m surprised I was able to stay hard, let alone cum. The in/out was nonetheless nice, as was the visual. We were at it for, I’m sure, less than 10 minutes, and I hadn’t cum yet. I was coming right along in that regard, but didn’t want to rush it. After about 8 minutes, she told me, a couple of times, that “If I don’t cum, it’s okay – I don’t care”. Ummm… Then the clincher – not yet 10 minutes into the “1/2 hour” session, she coldly told me that I had two minutes to cum and she’s outta there. Well, bless your heart, sweetie. I managed to cum and went for a minute or two after that. She was going to have to stop me – why the hell would I volunteer to help her get it over with sooner? I think she was irritated that I fucked her for about 90 seconds after cumming. She was lucky that this was the only thing I did to retaliate. I sure as hell thought about pounding her hard enough to hurt her, but I’m just too nice a guy for that. But if any chica could actually make me do something like that, it’s this cunt. Almost wish I did. Someone probably will one of these days.

Bitch jumped out of bed, did a 30-second sink wash-up and bolted. I did manage to say out loud, “What a fucking bitch!” before she left – not sure if she understood, but I think she must understand “bitch”. I’m sure my tone of voice got the point across anyway. When she left I just sarcastically said, “Ciao, Baby!”. Bitch came back to get the lube she forgot and had the nerve to hit me up (again) for a tip. I said in Spanish, “Is that a joke? I don’t think so”. This cunt was even too cold to get pissed about it – she’s got her dough and she’s out of there.

Almost forgot – 9th bad sign was that she was awful fidgety downstairs – her knee bobbing up and down awful fast. Wonder why…

I’ve heard stories of cold-fishes, but this has got to be about as bad as it gets.

Eileen – Avg. height, thin but not skinny, fake blonde, wore blue jeans, nice natural B-cups, bleach-blonde med. length straight hair, face looks better from about 30 feet than up close. Pic is in ZRG (or will be soon) if you’re interested in avoiding a very bad time.

MrBillO^™- ~ Your hapless lapdance reporter... ~