Some guys just don’t have a clue. I was online one time at Easydater, chatting to a few of my online buddies when they dared me to take on a NF – a new fucker. The girls in my circle of online friends were LOL and ROTFL and LMAO. Sometimes the new guys are great; they’re so surprised and happy that they are going to get laid. Well, if they meet all my requirements they do. So I browsed the newest ads and found a guy in my area. His name was A.J., and his ad said he was ready for anything. I messaged A.J., and he must have been online because he responded right away. We chatted for a little while then I asked him if I could come over, and he said absolutely. I told all my online girlfriends that I’d taken their dare. I read all the cheers and laughs and logged off. I had places to go, people to meet! I called A.J. on the phone before leaving, and he gave me his address. It only took me ten minutes to drive there; he really didn’t live far at all. He answered the door and invited me into the kitchen. “Would you like a drink?” he asked. “You think I came here for a drink? I can have a drink at home; I came here for something else, something that I don’t have at home.” A.J. blushed. I could tell the guy thought I was really hot. He loved girls with long brown hair; he’d told me so online, right after checking out my profile. Just by moving closer I cornered him in the kitchen. “Touch me. Come on, touch my tits,” I urged. A.J. was still blushing and not moving. I grabbed his hands and put them on my chest. “Now touch them like a man,” I instructed. A.J. caught up quickly after that. Before long I had him exactly where I wanted him; naked and harder than steel spike, ready to drive the nail home. When I got back home, about two hours later, I told the girls that he was all right, but nothing to write home about. I lied. I’d already decided to keep this one for myself.