Weird Weekend Post #1: Erika the Pretend Skinemax Gal
Posted: 11 Nov 2014 03:38
So this past weekend I had two of the oddest sexual encounters I think I've had in all of 2014. (Not to say bad; just weird.) I'll post the one from Friday night now, and the one from Sunday afternoon later this week. Deviating from my recent repeat offender postings, what you hear here is my first time ever with Erika.
I met Erika when I was out drinking with guys from my soccer team on Friday night. The place was sort of retro-upscale pool hall; they even had a couple of "cigar girls" walking around like the cigarette girls from 1930 movies. (And man, they were each smokin'... no pun intended.) Erika was really good looking (early 30s, brunette, great body and beautiful face), but she looked a little out of place. Not in how she was dressed, really, she just looked... posed. She was sitting at the bar with her chair pulled out, legs crossed (great legs in a skirt with a looong slit), holding her drink just so and kind of staring into middle space with a soft smile. It was really attractive, mind you, but like I said it looked like she was posing for a photograph. Other than taking sips of her cocktail, she barely moved.
At one point I went to the bar go get a round of pints and scotches, and I introduced myself to her and talked to her for a bit. She responded, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she was mentally somewhere else as we spoke and so I kind of mentally wrote her off as having no interest. But then I delivered the pints, and when I came back to get scotches she started talking to me, and I noticed that in the two minutes I was carrying the beers over, she had undone two buttons on her blouse. So I asked if I could buy her a drink, and she said yes. It was going well (even if she never seemed to completely relax), and then she asked me if I had talked to her because I thought she was Kira somebody. I explained that I didn't; I didn't even know Kira somebody. (Can't remember the actual name... The Kira part might be wrong, come to think of it.)
Turns out that Kira somebody is a "famous" actress who transitioned from skinemax movies to "big name" movies, none of which I had ever heard of. Erika kept going on about how much they looked alike, "like sisters! People tell me that all the time!" We had another drink, and she asked me if I wanted to see a movie with Kira something. I said sure, and she began getting her stuff together -- I hadn't realized she meant right then. We went back to her house, and she had about 30 movies with this woman in it. She showed me the cover of one and asked if the two of them didn't look exactly alike. "Sure," I said, thinking "not really." I was about to sit down there in the living room where there was a big screen tv, but she grabbed wine and told me to follow her into her bedroom. There was a tv by the bed, and she put in the movie -- I'm Losing Control? Giving Up Control? Giving In to Passion? something like that -- and it turns out Erika really does look exactly like Kira somebody.
The movie was terrible and Kira something was a terrible actress, but she got naked in it pretty quickly, and after that Erika and I began to make out and then have sex there in her bed while this movie was playing. I didn't pay much attention to the movie after that, except at one point when Erika was on top of me moving slowly sensuously back on forth on my pelvis while I was inside of her (it looked and felt amazing), I noticed that she was looking over at the tv, and there was Kira somebody moving in exactly the same way on top of some guy in a soft-porn love scene.
Like I said, the whole thing was... weird. A lot of fun, and the kind of weird I could be talked into reliving pretty damn easily, but still. Weird.
And yet still this was only the second weirdest sex I had all weekend.
Oh, and obviously this recording has a movie playing in the background. Sorry about that.
I met Erika when I was out drinking with guys from my soccer team on Friday night. The place was sort of retro-upscale pool hall; they even had a couple of "cigar girls" walking around like the cigarette girls from 1930 movies. (And man, they were each smokin'... no pun intended.) Erika was really good looking (early 30s, brunette, great body and beautiful face), but she looked a little out of place. Not in how she was dressed, really, she just looked... posed. She was sitting at the bar with her chair pulled out, legs crossed (great legs in a skirt with a looong slit), holding her drink just so and kind of staring into middle space with a soft smile. It was really attractive, mind you, but like I said it looked like she was posing for a photograph. Other than taking sips of her cocktail, she barely moved.
At one point I went to the bar go get a round of pints and scotches, and I introduced myself to her and talked to her for a bit. She responded, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she was mentally somewhere else as we spoke and so I kind of mentally wrote her off as having no interest. But then I delivered the pints, and when I came back to get scotches she started talking to me, and I noticed that in the two minutes I was carrying the beers over, she had undone two buttons on her blouse. So I asked if I could buy her a drink, and she said yes. It was going well (even if she never seemed to completely relax), and then she asked me if I had talked to her because I thought she was Kira somebody. I explained that I didn't; I didn't even know Kira somebody. (Can't remember the actual name... The Kira part might be wrong, come to think of it.)
Turns out that Kira somebody is a "famous" actress who transitioned from skinemax movies to "big name" movies, none of which I had ever heard of. Erika kept going on about how much they looked alike, "like sisters! People tell me that all the time!" We had another drink, and she asked me if I wanted to see a movie with Kira something. I said sure, and she began getting her stuff together -- I hadn't realized she meant right then. We went back to her house, and she had about 30 movies with this woman in it. She showed me the cover of one and asked if the two of them didn't look exactly alike. "Sure," I said, thinking "not really." I was about to sit down there in the living room where there was a big screen tv, but she grabbed wine and told me to follow her into her bedroom. There was a tv by the bed, and she put in the movie -- I'm Losing Control? Giving Up Control? Giving In to Passion? something like that -- and it turns out Erika really does look exactly like Kira somebody.
The movie was terrible and Kira something was a terrible actress, but she got naked in it pretty quickly, and after that Erika and I began to make out and then have sex there in her bed while this movie was playing. I didn't pay much attention to the movie after that, except at one point when Erika was on top of me moving slowly sensuously back on forth on my pelvis while I was inside of her (it looked and felt amazing), I noticed that she was looking over at the tv, and there was Kira somebody moving in exactly the same way on top of some guy in a soft-porn love scene.
Like I said, the whole thing was... weird. A lot of fun, and the kind of weird I could be talked into reliving pretty damn easily, but still. Weird.
And yet still this was only the second weirdest sex I had all weekend.
Oh, and obviously this recording has a movie playing in the background. Sorry about that.
