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i live in sunny southern california and on labor day most people are grilling, hanging out at the beach, or out on a date with their significant other. the point is everyone is outside. (trust me this is important)

i was on okcupid a couple weeks before and came across a girl, lets call her "stacy". now if you are not familiar with okcupid it is a dating app and site that allows a user to create a profile and stalk, i mean talk to potential people that they want to have sex with, i mean grow an lasting relationship with. 

now, i convinced stacy to go out with me on labor day and telling from our late night sexting escapades i was pretty sure things were gonna get weird. i am still a gentleman, so i took her out on a proper date. i took her to the beach, dinner, and a romantic view. this story begins around midnight at that view...

the story:
i drove her to a view in my hometown that i had taken other girls before and it always seemed to be a panty dropper. the city lights acted as mood lighting and the team of guys rolling their faces off usually provided some very romantic trap to add some ambiance. we arrived at the view around midnight and as usual there was a bundle of bros hangin' and blastin' some trap. we got out of my car and went to one of the many benches there, we sat and looked out on the view, but we both knew what we were there for. so, as we proceeded to unceremoniously start making out, which was surprisingly loud, the batch of bros got the hint and left. after a good hour and a couple of bases rounded there were no people coming anytime soon for the foreseeable  future. so with that i summoned the courage to ask for a first date beej. yes, a first date beej, the stuff they don't write about in history books, but fucking should. i am almost sure every president has had a first date beej, its imperative in order to run this country. politics aside, i asked and i received. unfortunately like many men of our generation and few of the past, i suffer from a rampant disorder affecting our young male population called "death grips". pretty much i cant ejac unless you have the grip of ivan drago and my dick is rocky's face. basically, you gotta work the body, and swing for the head. after about a half an hour of what i am considering starting my memoirs with "i remember my first, first date beej." i just couldn't nut. so, growing restless stacy oiled up her mits and went in for the twelve rounds. i was loving life, getting a vigorous handy while watching the city lights flicker in the distance, i am pretty sure this was how every marvin gaye song was written. until i felt a strong beam of light hit my face. i like many stoners can distinguish a police spotlight from a mile away, i was pretty much fucked. i had my pants around my ankles, dick out, and hitting a mean vinegar strokes face when the cop spotted us. i quickly turned to stacy and told her to put her tits away. i heard the cops door open and shut at that point, and all i had time to do was put my peen away. he stayed about a good 15 feet away from the bench and shined his flashlights at us asking " you know this park is closed right?" we plead ignorance until the cop gave up and let us leave. things got difficult here because i still had the problem of having to pick up my pants, so i pretended to drop something on the floor and pulled my pants up as i stood up to pick up what "i dropped". i didn't have time to zip and button so i just tucked the flaps into the elastic band of my underwear and hoped for the best. i walked carefully to the car so as to not destroy the structural integrity of my make shift suspenders. we got into the car and pulled away. about 1/4 of a mile away the cops left our tail, we looked at each other and busted out laughing. it was great, she took the situation very well, but i was still rockin' a full fear chub. you don't just rub the lamp and not get the genie. so, i asked if she could finish what she started, but she said no and left me with the gnarest of blue balls imaginable. now i haven't masturbated or cummed in a week since then so that i can cure these death grips so that next time the cops come, i will at least have got my nut.

TIFU by getting head on Labor Day