Jessy Bunny, and my sad story of a date that went wrong

May 28, 2021 by Dave

Want a date? Jessy Bunny delivers.

Elliot’s headline on today’s Jessy Bunny hardcore posting, “Mystery Date With A Happy Ending,” reminded me of a date I had a long time ago with a very busty woman. That was not a mystery date nor did it have a happy ending, but Elliot’s headline made me think of a guy going on a blind date and a girl like Jessy showing up. That’s the fantasy, right? In today’s scene, however, “date” is used the same way a hooker uses it when she knocks on your car window and says, “Wanna date?” That’s code for, “Want me to suck your cock for money?” The guy in this scene phones an escort service for a date, and his date shows up, and you know what’s going to happen next. In the case of today’s video, he sucks her tits, she sucks his cock, he fucks her tits and pussy and cums. Everybody’s happy. And Jessy’s a real sex doll, so you know the action is good.

But that’s not what happened on my date all those years ago (I might have told this story before). What happened was, I spotted this huge-titted girl in Publix, the local supermarket down here in South Florida. My eyes went right to her rack, which was enclosed in a tight, white, low-cut top. She also had on short shorts. In all honesty, she looked awfully slutty to be food shopping, even in South Florida, where a lot of women don’t wear a lot of clothes as a matter of habit.

Anyway, I hit on her. She gave me her phone number. I called her that night and we agreed to meet at a local restaurant. I was figuring, “There’s no way this can’t go well. She has to know what this date is all about.” Fucking, I mean.

So she shows up at the restaurant, and things are looking good. She’s wearing a tight, slinky dress with no bra, and I can tell she’s wearing red, thong panties. Stripper heels. This girl is dressed to go, right? Why even bother eating? Let’s go right back to my place, right?

Anyway, at some point early in the evening, I tell her what I do for a living, that I edit men’s mags. I figured it couldn’t hurt. She might be intrigued. It might make her hornier. I mean, this girl obviously isn’t modest, right?

Wrong.

“A men’s magazine?” she says, clearly disgusted. “You’re a pervert! I can’t date a pervert.”

Who said anything about dating?

And with that, she gets up and stomps out of the restaurant. I never saw her again.

Now, I know that sometimes you have to “read the room,” as entertainers say, but how could I have possibly read this situation any other way but how I read it? How could I have been so wrong?

I should have called an escort service and asked for a big-titted bimbo. Jessy Bunny wouldn’t have walked out on me. She just might have slid under the table.

It’s no mystery that Jessy has a super-sexy body.

 

 

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