Grandpa's Guide to Women Pt. 03

Your response to Grandpa’s Guide to Girls was so flattering that it motivated me to write this sequel. You voted your approval and made very kind comments about the story of Grandpa Frank helping young Ben woo his first girlfriend.

You need to know why I placed this in the “first time” category. Ben is not a virgin when he arrives at college, but every sex scene in this 10-part sequel has at least one character having at least one “first time” experience. Oral. Bondage. Anal. Roleplay. Reluctance. Facials. Threesomes. New partners. The recurring theme is the gradual surrender of diverse kinds of innocence.

As you know, many stories on Literotica defy categorization. It’s almost impossible for a label to give readers all the information they deserve while deciding what stories to read. If you’re looking for a tale of young lovers having erotic experiences for the first time, you’ll find it in Grandpa’s Guide to Women. Just know that these characters surrendered their virginity before this story begins.

Part 3 shows what happens to Ben as he finally follows Grandpa Frank’s advice about dating lots of different kinds of women.

There’s something unusual in this chapter. I’ve never written about it before, and I’ve never seen it described in either fiction or nonfiction. At the end, Ben forces Sonya to do something that may not seem very sexual. The fact is that I once had a very submissive girlfriend, and one day I surprised her by pinning her down and forcing her to drink some whiskey by holding it in my mouth, then giving her a passionate kiss as I let the alcohol drip slowly into her mouth. It’s the same way Ben makes Sonya drink vodka in this story. My girlfriend loved being dominated, and forcing her to drink whiskey like this became a regular part of our sex life.

I’ve never seen anyone else write about anything like this, which I find to be surprising, because for me and the woman I was with it felt like a very natural way to express domination. I’d be interested in comments from readers who might have done it, because I find it hard to believe I’m the only one. It may not seem like a conventionally sexual practice, but I compare it to things like dripping hot wax or using blindfolds, which both involve mind games instead of genitals.

All characters are adults over 18.

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After Julie cheated on me, I began calling Grandpa Frank more often. It was obvious that I should have followed his advice and put less trust in Julie, so it made sense to keep him posted on my progress with the women on campus. He always had perceptive, insightful things to say.

“The last time we spoke, you were dating two women. Julie and Sonya. How’s that going?” Grandpa asked.

“Pretty good, I think,” I answered. “Julie is still a bit of a mess. We’ve gone out a couple of times, and I can tell she’s embarrassed that I won’t have sex until we get the results of her STD tests. People aren’t letting her forget how badly she humiliated herself, but there’s nothing I can do about that. She would like me to stop seeing Sonya, but that’s not going to happen.”

“What does Sonya think about dating a man who’s involved with a second woman?”

“She seems to be fine with it,” I said. “Sonya is a very accomplished woman. A real brainiac. I get the feeling she doesn’t consider Julie to be a competitor. We haven’t done anything sexual yet. She might feel different when I start asking her to be intimate.

“Did I mention that a previous boyfriend stalked her? I think Sonya welcomes the idea of being in an open relationship. She knows I’m not likely to become obsessed with her.”

“She sounds like a smart girl,” Grandpa said. “Smarter than Julie, anyway.”

“I think so too,” I said. “It makes me remember what I was thinking about Julie before she embarrassed herself. Before she embarrassed me. I was sure I knew what kind of person Julie was. It turned out I was completely wrong.”

“That’s a valuable lesson, Ben,” Grandpa said. “People are good at hiding their true selves. That doesn’t mean you should never put your trust in anyone. It just means you should act in a way that protects yourself. Dating lots of people is the best way to do that, especially when you’re involved with someone like Julie.”

“I know you’re right, but I worry that it won’t work in the long run,” I said. “Grandpa, I don’t feel embarrassed to tell you that I want to have sex with the women I date. Lots of sex. The kind of sex I had in high school with Beth. I’m sure that wouldn’t have happened if I told Beth I wanted to date other girls. I can’t believe I’m going to have much luck finding girls who’ll be OK with that.”

“You’ll be surprised, Ben,” Grandpa said. “There are all kinds of people in the world. I’m sure that some of the women on campus think open relationships are sinful and will send you straight to hell. But I’m equally sure that there are a lot of women who just want to have sex with a nice guy. They aren’t looking for a big commitment.

“This thing with Sonya being stalked is a good example. A lot of guys become very possessive when they start having sex with a girl. Most of them don’t become stalkers, but they start getting clingy and judgemental, and after a while the women get fed up and dump their sorry asses. Every woman you meet is going to realize quickly that they don’t have to worry about that with you. You’ll find lots of women are attracted to that.”

“I hope so, Grandpa,” I said. “There’s something else I wanted to mention to you.”

“Fire away,” Grandpa said.

“I noticed recently that I’ve changed a little. I’m acting differently than I used to. You know how you told me to act confident around women because they like confident men? Well, it seems that I’ve done that so much it has become second nature. I’ve been acting confident without even trying. The other day I noticed that I was acting confident in front of a girl I wasn’t really trying to impress, but it happened anyway. I ended up getting her number. I think I got so much practice acting confident in front of Beth that I do it all the time now.”

“There’s nothing surprising about that,” Grandpa said. “Ben, have you ever heard the phrase ‘fake it till you make it?’ You hear it a lot in self-help programs.

“I’m not sure you ever knew this, but years ago I had a bit of a drinking problem, so I went to some meetings of Alcoholics Anonymous to get help staying sober. One of the things they teach is that it’s not practical to think you can flip some switch in your head and become a sober person overnight. Quitting is a process.

“They teach you to get up every morning and try to stay sober one day at a time. You’ll still be an alcoholic, but if you can just be a sober person for a day, that’s a victory. You’ll falter. You’ll relapse. But if you fake it long enough, you’ll eventually make it.

“You’ve acted confident for so long that you’ve turned yourself into a man with genuine confidence. You faked it till you made it. Congratulations. The women you meet from now on will notice.”

Before we hung up, I told Grandpa that I was following his advice to go to social events, and I was making a special effort to organize group events. “Good. The ladies will see that as leadership,” Grandpa said.

“Ben, I’ve decided to send you a little gift. It will make you very popular with your friends, but you’ve got to promise me you’ll be responsible with it.”

“What kind of gift?”

“I’m going to send you a pocket alcohol flask and a couple bottles of vodka. Now, other students might hassle you if people find out you’ve got booze in your room, so you can’t let anyone know. I’m going to pour the vodka into some empty shampoo bottles. That way they won’t break in shipping, and you can hide them away in a drawer and no one will realize what’s inside.

“When you are ready to go out, fill the flask in private. Put it in your pocket and don’t let anyone know you have it.

“At some point in the evening you can pull the vodka out and offer some to your friends. The cap holds one ounce. Pour exactly one ounce into your friends’ soft drinks. That will turn the drinks into nice cocktails. If someone wants a second drink, fine. Give it to them. But don’t ever give anyone more than two ounces. College kids haven’t learned how to drink responsibly.

“I guarantee you, if you do this often enough you’ll run into some asshole who’ll demand more vodka. He might even get angry if you refuse to give it to him. Be prepared to say no, and make sure you mean it.

“If somebody gets mad because you won’t give them more than two cocktails, they are the kind of person who shouldn’t drink anyway. And remember that if you say no, then somebody pressures you into saying yes, all your friends will know you’re a pushover.

“Women don’t like pushovers, Ben.”

I got really excited by that. I realized that if I could provide a couple of cocktails to my friends, it would make me more popular – especially with women.

How does Grandpa Frank think of this stuff? I would have never gotten that idea on my own.

Grandpa’s gift arrived in the mail, and I made sure to lock the door to my room before I opened the box. As promised, it contained a shiney little steel flash and four plastic shampoo bottles full of what looked like water, but tasted like booze. I hid everything in a drawer under my socks and underwear.

That afternoon I carried the flask with me on my date with Sonya. We went to see our school’s baseball team get beat by a much better college. It was pathetic. As we were sitting in the stands, I asked if she’d like a cocktail.

“Excuse me?” she asked.

“I have some vodka,” I said. “If you like, I can get you a soft drink and add a shot of alcohol. This game isn’t as exciting as I’d hoped. I’m sure it will be much more entertaining if we have cocktails.”

Sonya liked the idea. I went to the refreshment stand and got myself a ginger ale. Sonya wanted a Red Bull. I found an out-of-the-way place to add the vodka, then took it back to her in the stands.