Sasha Daygame in polyamory

Drug Fuelled Polyamorous Fucking a la chateaux Soporno

Ok, well… it’s probably not as exciting as the subject title suggests. But, it was fairly exciting.

 

I’m not sure where to begin. I’ve been in my home city of Toronto for just over a week. It’s ok I guess, I’ve never really been much a fan.

So, when I was in L.A,  my new friend Hydro (who’s a lovely chap) mentioned he used an online dating site to meet women. I of course, being totally against online “game” was like “what?? it all sucks!” I told him I’d tried it on Plenty of Fish, and that it was totally useless. USELESS. He was like “nah bro, you gotta try it, you can get results”

So, one night I was sitting there just chilling. I didn’t wanna go out. I just wanted to be with my laptop. I though “Fuck it” let’s just check it out. I made a profile and mucked around a little bit.  When I got to Toronto, I was swamped with shit to do for my tour, so I was like STUCK in front of the computer. I’m like ok, let’s see if I can get laid. I made some adjustments to my account and send out a few messages to girls. A got only a few replies, that mainly didn’t lead anywhere. And I was being awesome in my message. Believe me. I was being awesome.

Then, after a couple of days of nothingness, I get a message from this girl.  She’s married, but is into Polyamoury. I sent her one message, and  she send one back one that had her phone number in.

 

Just like that. No “games” whatsoever.

 

We get on the phone on thursday night, and it’s just filth right away.  FILTH.  There was a slight bit of awkwardness at the start so I said “hey let’s play the question game” … then it just spun out into just…. absolute fucking filth. But, I got to know a whole bunch about her. She was NOT your usual girl.  Totally into multiple partners the whole thing – has done modelling, adult movies. All sorts. It was a good talk and we say we’ll try and meet up maybe the next night. I say I’ll give her a call around 8.

 

So, after talking filth to this girl on the phone… (yes, I did almost convince her to come over) …  it was around 130AM when we got off the phone. I couldn’t sleep. Not just because of her… I’d just been on a really fucked up sleeping schedule as of late, and there’s a lot of exciting shit going on in my life right now.  I was wirrrrrrrred.  Just COULD NOT SLEEP.  I’m like, fuck it, i’m going to skip sleep, and get some WORK done on the computer.  I stay awake, and leave the house around 2pm for an appointment.

 

After I get some stuff done, and RIGHT in the middle of a phone call I realize I’ve run out of credit on my temporary canadian call phone. Shit. SHIT. I also realize the guy who setup my account did it wrong, so I can’t fucking top up if customer service is closed. Bell canada prepaid office – closes at 5pm. FUCKING TERRIBLE COMPANY. FUCK THEM.

So, I’m already downtown, So I call up a blacknight from the local lair to meet up. We get some jerk chicken. Yummy!!!  I mention that Johnny Soporno lives around the corner. He says “I love that guy!” …. I call Johnny and he said he’ll come and join us.

Enter Johnny Soporno.  As anyone that knows Johnny will testify… once he enters the room – it’s officially Johnny Soporno time. Even though he speaks softly, his reality quickly takes over. The men are mystified.  Me too, but slightly less as I’ve been exposed to it before.

 

Johnny gave me a major breakthrough during the remained of the night, but I’ll post about that separately in a couple of days….

I’d spoken to the girl (I was going to say let’s call her PolyPornGirl, but let’s call her PPgirl. This is appropriate on more than one level which you’ll learn shortly.  ) from a payphone just before I met up with Blacknight… she was hanging out with a girlfriend and probably would be free till later. I was tired and my plan was to go home — AND my phone wasn’t working – I just told her we’d meet up after I got back from Montreal.

 

But… as we’re hanging out it gets later and later… I figure it may be a good idea to text PPGirl to see what’s up.  I texted her something like “Hey, don’t be thinking about my dick while you’re with your friend. That wouldn’t be fair” …. something just teasy and fun. I wasn’t actually saying “hey, so uh – you wanna meet up?” which would have been retarded. Basically I re-establish communications and let her know i’ll be on my friends number for a while.

 

So throughout the night… we just kept texting and teting and texting. If I stop, she’s like “hey, you busy?” or “what you doing now?”

Eventually, she says she’ll come meet me around midnight.

later on in the night, kept escalating on MY ass via….  IT was ridiculous!!!! I was like “save it for when I see you” and she kept going “tell me what you’re going to do to me”

Now, for a second I thought maybe she was a tease? Like, could she REALLY be this fucking horny etc… maybe she’s just a time waster? That, and I was enjoying hanging out with the guys, so I didn’t really want to keep texting before she came to meet me.

I asked Johnny and he said she just wanted to be turned out before our adventure. Turned out – he was right ;)

Anywho, we’re at fran’s diner… it’s 11:15pm, she’s meant to meet me soon and i’m TOTALLY EXHAUSTED. IT’s like being high, but not. I hadn’t slept for around 40 hours at this point. Johnny says “Hey, I’ve got this great stuff called stiff nights – have one. It’s like viaga, but was discontinued by the FDA”  I think “Sounds like a great idea!”

Johnny was busy with the guys, but one of his friends I’d met before says “Come over to my place, I will hook you up”

When we get there he hands me two pills. I’m like “What’s the second one?”” … he goes “Ritalin. It will help you focus. Trust me – you’ll stay awake for the next 4 hours. And you’ll have a hard on” .. I think “Sure, that sounds great. Why not?” …  fantastic.

So we leave there, and the ritalin starts to hit me hard. FUCK!! My heart is racking, I fell like jumping around and running. I can’t even focus on conversation. WHEEEEE !!! AFter a while, it settles and I feel kinda jittery. LIke exhausted, but being fuelled somehow. It was strange.

So get go back to fran’s and mill about.  I’m still texting the girl.  She takes FOREVER to get ready … but eventually I get her over to Johnny’s place for around 2 or 2.30am.

BOOM ! We chill for a bit, and Johnny’s got a video of his girlfriend sucking dick up on the projector up within – I kid you not – 3 minutes.  Fortunately, PPgirl was not opposed.  I abduct her to the bedroom….

So, couple of things were going on here… I was absolutely FUCKED even before we started. My head felt all stuffed, warm and heavy. I thought my head might explode. I was dead –  like DEAD. I could feel my body just begging for sleep. My sense were dulled.

 

But: I had a funny feeling in my penis. Here’s what it’s like being on that stuff. She does ANYTHING SEXUAL – 1 second later you’re harder than you’ve ever been in your life. (For me, I was THAT hard maybe 1 other time.)

 

Now, generally as a rule I ALWAYS make women cum first. Always. Takes the pressure off of sex ;) … but my dick was SO FUCKING HARD, I just got her to suck it. Now that I was that horny, it’s just that my dick was really hard. There’s a difference. I’ve never realized that there is – but there is.  I wasn’t THAT into her… but that little pill would make you believe otherwise. (If you were in the room with me) …I knew I needed to unload just to be able to focus on anything and not have this uncomfortable feeling. I had to unload, just to be able to focus on something other than my dick. For the first time in my life – my dick was getting in my way.

 

Here’s the weird part – she starts licking me, and it didn’t feel good. I dunno what was going on – but it was kind of numb. Maybe too sensitive? Something was up (other than my dick!) I can’t describe it but it was … just… weird. I had to get her to stop!

I know what SHE wants… I tease her some and I go down on her. Now, she told me over the phone she was a squirter. Being a man of the world, I was like “oh yea, sure. I know about that. That’s no big deal. ”

Why did I say that??? What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I trying to be? I had NO IDEA what “being a squirter” meant.  More like “being a super-soaker 3000!!!” – GOD DAMN!!!

She was pissing salty water in my face. HUGE, THICK STREAMS OF SALTWATER INTO MY MOUTH, OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!!!!!!

It’s one thing to have a sexual experience while not having slept in 40 hours and being on some type of viagra type shit… but having a woman piss into your mouth while you’re eating her out – repeatedly –  is just taking things to another level.

I was drowning in it. DROWNING. It was…. as I’d imagine some people might say… DISGUSTING.  Strangely, I was ok with it.  She was certainly having a good time – and that’s what counts. right? right. Man, I can still taste it !!

Eventually she’s had enough… (after like 25 minutes of squiring on my face) and soon after I make her pay me back. She learns how I like head in about 10-15 mins and is doing a good job. It’s the only time I’ve felt like DEATH while getting my dick sucked. Hopefully the last time.  I figure, let’s have sex and get this over with. I’m DYING OVER HERE!!!

Right…so… I’m pumpin’ this girl…. and just when things couldn’t get any more… state altering….. my cat allergies kick in. That’s right – Soporno’s got cats. And i’m allergic to ’em. So now my nose is all stuff I’ve got to breathe through my mouth, to boot. Just in case things weren’t bad enough.

Quote of the night: Right after she’s had her 6th or 7th squirt in my fact (no, I’m not exaggerating) she looks at me and says “Hey, I’m going to call my husband, is that ok?”

Ain’t polyamoury great?

Biggest laugh of the night: When I told Johnny what David X said to me… “You’ve got Lancelot syndrome!”

In the morning, I cleaned up the mess as best as I could… and Johnny offered to make me an omlette. How could I say no?  It had his home-made chilli on it. That was 100% the most mind-blowing omlette I’ve ever had.

 

FUCK MAN!!! That took a while to write. GOD DAMN!! Fun night man…. will post about some fresh thoughts about polyamoury soon… had a couple of light-bulb moments in the last 24 hours….

 

Do we need a moral of the story? Don’t take take drugs. That’s the moral. And prepare yourself (physically, mentally, and materially) when a woman says, she squirts a lot.

 

I just want to thank Johnny for his excellence and his kindness and his hospitality… THANKS MAN!!! For the epiphanies … and for the omlette. Omlette mainly. It was good…

I am certainly looking forward to my next sexual encounter.  Non drug fuelled and normal as it’s going to be… I never appreciated just how awesome my penis was. Till now.

 

 

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