Make out gamble: second point

So this one was kind of accidental. Well, not accidental, but not my fault. Tom's fault. I was hanging out in his room, we were chilling surfing youtube, maybe a little minor friskiness. At one point someone he knew came in to drop off a couple books, and was chatting a bit and Tom at one point said "Hey, Isabelle needs to make out with people because she lost a bet" or however he phrased it and his friend was certainly not opposed and at first I thought he was kidding, and was moslty surprised. You know how you get surprised and you know something is true but you can't really admit it or believe people when they tell you, it was kind of like that. I hit Tom with a pillow too.

After a minute though, I figured I had the opportunity, and I needed points, and his friend was kind of cute, so what the hell. I couldn't stop laughing at first, but I finally did it. He was actually decent. Might've been better than Tom, but as far as I know does not have Tom's awesome hand skills (which Becky keeps threatening to tell him what I said). But compared to this weekends, much better, so I was happy. and point number two.

This is going to be another 2 post time, since I did another dare after I left Tom's.

Report: Make out gamble 1st point.

Okay, I guess since nobody posted in favor of my make out with Tom counting, Becky wins and I hate all of you. I'm so mad that I'm shutting down this blog forever. Just kidding.

I'm still a little disappointed, but I guess I shouldn't be surprised.

Anyway, a couple things:

First, Cur proposed some changes to the gamble (thank you soo much).

Before I talk about these changes, I'm feeling kind of sarcastic right now, I'm not feeling mean, not even cranky, just... sarcastic. Its not that I don't love all of you, just that every now and then I can be a bitch. Its a constitutional right for all american women.

So anyway, helpful changes.

Cur proposed that Becky wear the following outfit: shoes, short(ish) skirt, stocking/garter belt, top, bra and panties.

Then, for each item I get to wear at my birthday, she can either choose to let me pick the item, or take off one of her items and make me roll a dice to get a random item. The dice/items are as follows:

1) Shoes
2) Stockings/Garter Belt
3) Skirt
4) Panties
5) Top
6) Bra

Becky has already decided that at minimum one item will be random, since she has no problem not wearing stockings or a garter belt. Lucky me. That means I need at least two makeouts, since no matter what, one item from that list will not be enough.

With that in mind, I have a report (this post may be long, I'll try and keep it short but there are a few things)

I got one make out point last night. It was at a generic weekend event where I can never really figure out the point, just people getting together and listening to loud music and drink and so forth. I'm not big on those sorts of things, but I figured it was an easy opportunity, and I could remain fairly anonymous. This was a good and a bad idea. The hard part was mostly finding someone available. I wanted someone off to the side, not in the visible middle, but I also wanted someone not drunk because I wanted to avoid the taste and general grossness. Tip to boys: drunk is not sexy. The guy I eventually found had had a few, but was not drunk, seemed kind of socially awkward type and was kind of just sitting by the wall staring at people. I tried to play a little drunk (I suck at it, I need tips). and flirted with him for a minute before going in for the kiss. It was really easy, but he was terrible. I don't know if it was inexperience or the booze or surprise or what but he was not a good kisser. I pretty much took off soon after. I had originally thought I might try to get a few, but that kind of put me off.

One other thing though, at the party there was a girl who I don't know but I've seen around. She had this awesome gothic dress (or matching skirt and top, not sure, couldn't see her too well) that was just absolutely sexy. I want one. Or maybe a dozen. It was kind of like the stuff you see in hot topic, but quality instead of cheap crap, and less emo skanky and more classy sexy. Definitely hot. Does anyone know where to find this kind of stuff? If so, please please please let me know, I totally want.

Report: Movie Date

So I had an awesome night. I just got back and I guess it was a good thing I gave warning I might not be able to post until the morning, although I'd thought it might just be because I would be tired when I got back and want to sleep.

So Tom (my date) arrived around 6:30, Becky had mostly finished laughing at my outfit, but she started up when he saw it and was trying to react. I told him it was late in the semester, we're going to see crappy movies, and I was felt like doing something fun. I tried not to make it sound sexual, but in that outfit I think anything I said would've sounded sexual. I was also pretty damn horny from the edges, so that might've not been helping.

We went to see 2012 after all. The crowds going into twilight were enough that I didn't want to go see it. Theres something about a bunch of people who love the movie that ruins a crappy movie. Especially when a bunch of those people were middle aged women who already gave me dirty looks.

2012 was crap. Absolutely. It was also a bit boring, which wasn't so good because it wasn't distracting, so I was just sitting there horny and nervous. I couldn't sit still. Tom and I were talking about the movie a lot, and making fun of it, so that helped a little.

At one point near the beginning of the end (when everything starts falling apart) I mentioned that the movie couldn't even make stuff blowing up exciting (this was part of my plan for the dare). He said that he was impressed that they could make giant explosions boring, which was what I was hoping he'd say. My plan was to say something awesome like "well, lets find something else fun and exciting until the explosions are done" when I pulled his hand over for the dare, but I was way too nervous. My heart was beating huge and I couldn't breathe. And I was really horny. My brain does not work in those conditions. Eventually I managed to grab his hand and draw it over (which was hard cause my hand was shaking) and put it on my leg just at under the hem of my skirt and say something like "is this better?" I nearly jumped when his hand made contact, even though it was my fault.

He looked over at me for a second then smiled and looked back at the movie. I thought he thought I was joking until he started moving his hand. He has really nice hands. He kind of rubbed and ran his fingers along my thigh and I have no idea what happened in the movie after that point. They did keep rising, slowly, which was good and bad. I liked that he was being a gentleman, but on the other hand I was so horny I wanted to jump him right there. He must've known I was enjoying it because I was having trouble sitting still and staying quiet, especially when he got pretty high on my leg. I'm sure he was enjoying himself too.

When the movie ended I made him take me out for ice cream. He seemed surprised and asked if thats what I wanted to do now (I think he thought I had other intentions, which at that point I did). I tried making up some reason but apparently I lie like shit when I'm horny. I broke down and explained that I had a bet with Becky about making out with people, and I was trying to stall him until after midnight so it would count when I made out with him. He looked shocked at first, but laughed all the way to Friendly's. I was glad he took it well, because I figured that the "I want to make out with you" in addition to "I also plan to do lots of making out this week" with my outfit and what happened in the movie theater (and the thoughts running through my head) I'm sure I seemed like a complete slut.

Ice cream was good, he teased me about the make out thing and we talked and I couldn't sit still but it was fun and I couldn't stop laughing. I must've seemed drunk or high or both. Writing about this all now is a little embarrassing.

So we went back to his room after ice cream (I know what you're thinking, I was thinking it too). I was still really nervous but so giggly and horny and so many things I really wasn't sure what you'd call it. It was like 11:30 or something when we got back and he started to kiss me as soon as his door was closed and at first I went right along with it and then I was like, "its not midnight yet" and he said something sexy like "close enough" or maybe he didn't and I just imagined it but we were making out and did I mention he has amazingly good hands. The thin shirt did not stay buttoned for long, and I'm still distracted from writing thinking about his hands on me. He was a decent kisser but his hands were so awesome. It might just be how horny I was, but if he ever wants to use those hands on me again, my answer is yes please (although I'm not telling him that, and Becky is totally not allowed to either).

I feel like I shouldn't be writing about all this, and I'd intended to stop sooner, but I am getting horny just retelling it. I'm going to stop though because I feel like I should respect his privacy, but I think it says enough that I got back just a little bit ago and now I need to get ready for class.

Oh, and I need to ask: does that kiss count for my gamble? Becky says no since it was before the Friday but I say it was close enough. I agreed we could let you all decide. I'm not going to put up a poll or anything, just comments and if any of you agree with me I'm calling it a win for me and she can shut up! Okay, I'm still hyper and horny and I have class! so Bye!