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You guys suck...must be the pa forum screwin with u guys...my words aint good enough? BTW I aint got pics...


 



We do ;) . Wanna buy some ??


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Goshalmightly I :love: me some redheads...they arent all crazy and I am still on the fence if they are a different race from another planet...:wee:

 

But let me digress...my first redhead happened to be a fellow churchgoer my boss set me up with. She tells me she has known the family for quite a while, good folks she said. Three daughters, all redheads :naughty:

 

My boss tells me one is married, one is single with a kid, another is single with a kid. The one she wants me to go out with has a decent head on her shoulders (so my boss said), and the other is a crazy coke head who just got outta jail. Well I wanted to keep things on the up and up since my boss set me up with her, so I did, sorta. I knew it was never gonna be a relationship, but went ahead and banged it like the drum in the special ed room. It was fun for a little while, until her crazy ex came into the picture. Well, too much drama for me, and with an out like that there was no way the boss could hold it against me:p

 

So no harm no foul, but I always wanted a shot at the crazy one anyways, I bet she could you know what like a wild banshee. So time goes by and I would get drunk texts from the one my boss tried to set me up with. I would always be on the beach when this would happen, and it never really worked out to where I was in the same state when said drunk texts would occur, but it was stupid **** like "my sister tells me all the time I shouldnt have let you get away" and blah blah blah.

 

Well one night I get a text from her round 8 on a fri, her and the crazy sister are at the bar and want me to come have a drink. Of course I get there and its bout 9 or so, and the sister I already banged is bombed...sloppy bombed...a sure thing...but I was hoping for the sister:D So crazy is there having a fight with her boyfriend...I may have instigated this a bit, but I digress. Crazy's boyfriend gets upset and leaves and I am left with the two sisters...they both are drunk and I am well on my way myself:beers:

 

In comes a group of about 4 guys coked out of their minds...I knew it, and crazy knew it too. Told her we should get an 8 ball, take your smashed sister home, and then go to my place...she said she didnt want to cause blah blah blah I just got out jail, coke isnt good for me, I got a boyfriend, you already banged my sister, she really cares bout you, blah blah blah:thumbd:

 

So she says she is going to get a drink, and disappears, and its just me the bombed sister...I hate it when a plan doesnt come together...anywho, the bombed sister was worried about crazy so I told her she should go home and wait for her there, and I will stay and wait at the bar to see if she comes back here...gotta keep the options open...it was only about 1130...well the sister never showed at the bar, bombed sister was already back at home (they both still lived at home), crazy was no where to be found...

 

In walks a woman by herself, blond... nice in that milfy kinda way. Sat down right next to me. Struck up the conversation, and before last call we were on the way home together...slight problem, she has a kid at home, my place is 45 minutes away, and there is a jazz festival in town and there aint a hotel for 50 miles...as we are on the way out of the hotel, I tell her I sleep in the back of the truck all the time and its really quite comfortable:D

 

Long story short, we end up taking the 45 minute ride to my place...trouble was I had to work that saturday...well, we did the deed, which was quite nice by the way and the bonus was her name was the same as crazy's, talk about irony...anywho, after a nice 20 minute power nap, it was "I'm sorry we have to go in a few minutes..."I had to take her back to her car and then make the 45 minute commute to work...work from 7a-7p, and then take the ride home. On the ride home, I get a text from the drunk one... I cant believe you tried to get an 8 ball and then take it and my sister home. Blah blah blah I thought you were a nice guy...blah blah blah.

 

Couldnt have ended in a better way...took a shot with crazy under optimum circumstances...got the drunk texts to stop...all of what happened on said night is from two drunken irish gals with questionable perceptions and nice asses, and had an awesome...totally awesome one night stand....all nighters are the shizness...

 

 

Good story that ended well. would have been cool to bang both sisters at the same time huh? lol

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Now I wonder who she is?

 

 

 

 

 

Expensive that's who.................. :shock:

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I dated a hot redhead - every single thing they say about them is true. Wild, crazy, hot tempered, certifiably insane !

A fun ride ending in a massive ugly crash and burn.

Me, too. Ugh. :freak:

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Buddy bought his own house young...

Not too long afterwards, in moved the redheaded girlfriend...just a bit later her fraternal twin redheaded sister.

The two didn't look alike at all...Katy (the girlfriend) was slim and auburn and refined, the sister was about 5-10 and very athletic.

The sister moved in because she was having some "issues", financial and otherwise. She stayed in the spare bedroom, had no job and hung out allot.

The girlfriend worked two jobs.

Well John and I were working together and he usually drove. One day he showed up looking like a Cheshire Cat..."it" had happened.

He had gotten the sister stoned and it was wild.

 

That afternoon when we got back to his house, there was a big pile of what looked like mulch on the front walk.

When we got closer we saw that it was fabric...little strips of fabric, maybe an inch wide and a couple of inches long, all jumbled up.

Then he realized it was his clothes.

Apparently the girls had been talking....

They had taken every stitch of clothing he owned (t-shirts, suits, underwear...everything) and spent the day together with scissors cutting it to shreds.

 

"I don't think it's a good idea to go inside..."

 

No...I think you're right. Not a good idea.

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Buddy bought his own house young...

Not too long afterwards, in moved the redheaded girlfriend...just a bit later her fraternal twin redheaded sister.

The two didn't look alike at all...Katy (the girlfriend) was slim and auburn and refined, the sister was about 5-10 and very athletic.

The sister moved in because she was having some "issues", financial and otherwise. She stayed in the spare bedroom, had no job and hung out allot.

The girlfriend worked two jobs.

Well John and I were working together and he usually drove. One day he showed up looking like a Cheshire Cat..."it" had happened.

He had gotten the sister stoned and it was wild.

That afternoon when we got back to his house, there was a big pile of what looked like mulch on the front walk.

When we got closer we saw that it was fabric...little strips of fabric, maybe an inch wide and a couple of inches long, all jumbled up.

Then he realized it was his clothes.

Apparently the girls had been talking....

They had taken every stitch of clothing he owned (t-shirts, suits, underwear...everything) and spent the day together with scissors cutting it to shreds.

"I don't think it's a good idea to go inside..."

No...I think you're right. Not a good idea.



Dont ****e where you eat


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The sisters thing has always been on my bucket list. My wife actually told me she would give me a pass if I could make it happen. At 48 years old its not likely to happen.

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The sisters thing has always been on my bucket list. My wife actually told me she would give me a pass if I could make it happen. At 48 years old its not likely to happen.

You have to keep believing.........

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The sisters thing has always been on my bucket list. My wife actually told me she would give me a pass if I could make it happen. At 48 years old its not likely to happen.

 

 

 

You have to keep believing.........

 

Really,the wife gave you a free pass and your just gonna give up because you feel old. There will be none of the bad attitude around here.:mad:

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