Fan Appreciation: Feds

June 11th, 2009 in Lust by 0 Comments

One morning this week, I opened up my inbox to find this message:

I’m not sure if you know this already or not but, I read your site on the daily. And, ever since I’ve been trying to piece together what your face looks like by your voice and bits & pieces of pictures you do show. So, can I see what you look like?

This isn’t the first time I’ve gotten that, but it’s one of the few times I got that request from a girl from around Detroit. To date, I’ve probably shown 5 ladies from this site my real photo, and I’ve met 2 of them. “D.A.” who is absolutely fucking gorgeous, but has a boyfriend, and isn’t interested in cheating on him ….atleast not with me. Then this other young chick aka FEDS. Well why is her name Feds? I’m about to tell you…….

Feds is petite. Chocolate skin. C cupped. Pretty Smile. Lil’ cakes in the rear. After her first request for my pics, I declined, in which she responded…

LOl. Alright, I guess I’ll have to keep imagining your face, among other things.

I asked her to send me some pics and shortie was kind of cute. After a few more notes, I told her to just hit me up and I gave her  my number. I was on my way over to another girls house on the eastside when she called me. She immediately jumped into a million questions.

What does it take to be on the A-Team?

Do you think you’re a good guy besides the sex thing?

Do you love your main?

How many women have you slept with?

Do you think there is anything wrong with how you live?

I’m just trying to understand you.

Do you go to school? Where? Did you finish?

WELL DAMN GIRL. PUMP YOUR BRAKES. She reminded me of Lil Dez in the Lebron and Kobe puppet commercials. At this point, she was definitely the feds. I couldn’t figure out if she was trying to get to know me, or getting ready to file charges.

I get out to her house in the burbs and she comes straight out talking shit, “I hate your car, minus 5 points.” I’m looking at her over to see if I feel like going through this. That young shit annoys me, but I didn’t dismiss her off rip. “So this us the undresser huh?” she asked sarcastically. “In the flesh” I replied.

I give her a church hug and she seemed unimpressed. I rewind and pick her up, straddling her legs around my waist. Spun her around a good 3 times and put her back down. She seemed more pleased with my second attempt. This girl had to be like 100 lbs. Well maybe more than that, but I could foresee a  vast array of sexual positions in our future.

So we get in my car and just start talking. And talking we did. I mean like an hour and a half worth of conversation about every fucking thing she could think to question me about. “You’re toeing on that border of being rude,” she said. “Just toeing, damn”. Every woman I meet says I’m an asshole, I’m rude, I’m a jerk. I’m use to it. I embrace it. I figure I can’t be that bad if they want to stay around me all the time. Talking to her was like passing on wisdom or something, lol. She just seemed stuck in her small world and way of thinking, so I actually enjoyed giving her some stuff to think about.

While we were sitting in the car, her neighbor pulled up. She had to be in her 40’s. She told me that she wasn’t cute, nor sexy, but I know how girls hate, so I rolled my window down and asked her if she needed some help taking in her bags. “No, I got it” she replied. I never expected her to say yes. I was just some creepy young guy sitting in her parking lot with a girl in my car. Damn she had an ass though. We laughed at how her lights in the house kept going on and off, betting that she was peaking out the window trying to see what we were doing.

We were about to wrap it up and she just straight out asked me, “so can I see it?” I knew what she was talking about, but I played dumb, “What is it?”. “Your penis.” I told her no. I’d usually whip it out without a problem, but I wasn’t hard in the least bit. I figured it was time to call it a night and make my way home, but right before she opened the door to get out, I pulled her close to meet, grabbed her ass, and pulled her low cut shirt down to kiss on her breasts. I kissed the right one, stopped. Looked at her, then went to the left one. She just looked at me and said, “you gone let me beat?” I’ve never heard such vulgarity from a woman, atleast not in those words. I told her nah though.

A little time went on, and somehow her hand ended up on my dick. “Yea I like that,” she said happily. I said fuck it and told her let’s pull a Belly. She didn’t know what I was talking about at first, but she got the *ding* shortly after. I mean I just wanted some head. Pause. She was down for the cause.

We drove around to a place called Heritage Park. This park was amazing. It was huge……and pitch black dark. If this shit was in Detroit, the police would have to block it off. We drove around and found a good spot and got in the back seat. She spit out her gum and got to it. The head was aight at first, but got better with time. She started to spit on it and stroke it with her hand while she sucked it. I grabbed her hair and pushed down on her head, no gag reflex on board. She was poppin’.

At this point, I wanted to fuck….BAD. She had me ready to hit it, but she wouldn’t let me. “Nope, nope, you were acting funny,” she responded to my advances. Damn, she was teasing me. I knew the head was good enough to cum from though, so I didn’t trip. She kept doing her thing, and doing her thing. I told her to let me cum on her titties, so she took off her shirt and I snapped off her bra.

A few minutes later, I start to cum, she takes my dick out of her mouth and watches my cum shoot on her titties. Then she looks back down at my dick and sucks it clean off. Once she gave my dick the twice over with her tongue, she rubbed the cum all over her titties, then asked for a wet wipe. Got those on deck, so I handles her a couple. SUCCESS.

Now I’m getting out the car to go pee and what do I see, the fucking police. Come on now. They’re riding around the park with their headlights off. My heart was beating fast as fuck. But thankfully, “saw the police and they rode right past me” – Ice Cube. Ahhhh, I let out a huge sigh of relief. This big head girl was still in the car and din’t see a thing. “Where are they? she asked dumbfoundly. Fuck it.

I dropped her off and she asked when could she see me again. Then she realized her question was dumb, “I forgot, you don’t plan.” I just told her to call me when her moms wasn’t at home, FOR SURE. She said that will be tomorrow. Well whenever I’m free and you’re free. She told me she had a lil’ sexy ass friend earlier in the day that was a freak, so when she was getting out, I was like next time I come over, call ya girl too. She’s like nah. I’m like forreal, I’ll go pick her up on my way over here. Then her tone changed, “you serious? hmmm. Nah, I gotta try it by myself first.” Bet.

So, my first real meet and greet with a female courtesy of undressingHER went pretty well. Although like I said, I met D.A. before and she was on point, I never chilled with a girl on this type of stuff just from this site. Now I guess I gotta go see what C is talking about in Jersey. I’m just bullshitting. I won’t be making this a frequent thing.

Oh yea and shortie, since I know you’re reading this, you might want to take your picture off if you comment with that visible, lol.

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Author: The Undresser

Black, Single, and Not Looking. Enjoys grilled salmon, cold glasses of water, and grocery shopping at Meijer. Likes women with nice ass to waist ratios, Reese Cups, and watching Real Time with Bill Maher. Dislikes cigarettes, littering, and disobedient children.

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