1.27.2005
The Trifecta
The Legend of The Trifecta Experienced By One Man
Gather close as I speak of a legend. You can even call this the Holy Grail of pimping. If a man is worthy, he will successfully experience “The Trifecta”. Much like the Holy Grail, one does not find The Trifecta, The Trifecta finds you. Gather around and I will share about my Trifecta experience.
First, let me apologize about all the Holy Grail references. I am 350 pages into The Da Vinci Code.
That said, I shall give a definition of the Trifecta. The Trifecta of pimping is far bigger than picking three races at your local race track. It has to do with combing the three elements every pimp loves together in one moment of nirvana. The three elements of my story are sports, alcohol and sex. These elements are not set in stone. Well the sports and alcohol are not set in stone. It could be movies, gummi bears and sex. Whatever floats your boat, and added to sex, cruises you to nirvana.
The Trifecta found me in the summer of 1999. I was watching the the Spurs tear apart the Knicks in the NBA Finals. I was ofcourse cheering for the Knicks, I couldn’t find the heart to cheer for the Spurs after they had dominated my Lakers. The Spurs continued their domination disecting and destroying the Knicks. I had hopes for the Knicks after their miraculous comeback against the Pacers in the Conference Finals. Either way I was enjoying some good basketball.
I always like the start the fourth quarter with a beer. A ritual that Ihave had for quite as long as I have been drinking. Sometimes I start earlier given the score of the game. So I was drinking my Corona with my lady sitting next to me. I look over and I am distracted from the game by my girl’s cleavage. There is no better looking piece of cleavage in all the land than what my girl got attached to her chest. I couldn’t help myself, so I nibble on her neck and stick my hand under her shirt. She seems to dig this so I nibble on her neck some more and rub on her inner thigh. She moans in approval.
Then I am caught in a dilemma. If this goes much further, the wife is going to want the television off. I know this and I am wondering if there is a way to postpone this until after the game without pissing the wife off. Obviously this is impossible.
The Trifecta found me and saved me from my dilemma. Suddenly the wife gets on her knees between my crotch and starts going to town. I am sitting on my couch with a beer in one hand and my wife going to town on my johnson and I am watching the game. I am not sure what to pay attention to. Everything feels good....tastes good...and the game is close. Then I reach this point of nirvana where everything is perfect and I feel like a king and the Knicks might win and my Corona tastes even better. All my senses were heightened and I understood the power of the Trifecta.
The Knicks didn’t win, but I didn’t mind because by the time the game was over, I was enjoying a post-coital beer.
By: Phin Samuels
Link: http://lightspeedodyssey.blogspot.com/
Gather close as I speak of a legend. You can even call this the Holy Grail of pimping. If a man is worthy, he will successfully experience “The Trifecta”. Much like the Holy Grail, one does not find The Trifecta, The Trifecta finds you. Gather around and I will share about my Trifecta experience.
First, let me apologize about all the Holy Grail references. I am 350 pages into The Da Vinci Code.
That said, I shall give a definition of the Trifecta. The Trifecta of pimping is far bigger than picking three races at your local race track. It has to do with combing the three elements every pimp loves together in one moment of nirvana. The three elements of my story are sports, alcohol and sex. These elements are not set in stone. Well the sports and alcohol are not set in stone. It could be movies, gummi bears and sex. Whatever floats your boat, and added to sex, cruises you to nirvana.
The Trifecta found me in the summer of 1999. I was watching the the Spurs tear apart the Knicks in the NBA Finals. I was ofcourse cheering for the Knicks, I couldn’t find the heart to cheer for the Spurs after they had dominated my Lakers. The Spurs continued their domination disecting and destroying the Knicks. I had hopes for the Knicks after their miraculous comeback against the Pacers in the Conference Finals. Either way I was enjoying some good basketball.
I always like the start the fourth quarter with a beer. A ritual that Ihave had for quite as long as I have been drinking. Sometimes I start earlier given the score of the game. So I was drinking my Corona with my lady sitting next to me. I look over and I am distracted from the game by my girl’s cleavage. There is no better looking piece of cleavage in all the land than what my girl got attached to her chest. I couldn’t help myself, so I nibble on her neck and stick my hand under her shirt. She seems to dig this so I nibble on her neck some more and rub on her inner thigh. She moans in approval.
Then I am caught in a dilemma. If this goes much further, the wife is going to want the television off. I know this and I am wondering if there is a way to postpone this until after the game without pissing the wife off. Obviously this is impossible.
The Trifecta found me and saved me from my dilemma. Suddenly the wife gets on her knees between my crotch and starts going to town. I am sitting on my couch with a beer in one hand and my wife going to town on my johnson and I am watching the game. I am not sure what to pay attention to. Everything feels good....tastes good...and the game is close. Then I reach this point of nirvana where everything is perfect and I feel like a king and the Knicks might win and my Corona tastes even better. All my senses were heightened and I understood the power of the Trifecta.
The Knicks didn’t win, but I didn’t mind because by the time the game was over, I was enjoying a post-coital beer.
By: Phin Samuels
Link: http://lightspeedodyssey.blogspot.com/
Pimpin' Thoughts:
omg that story is so bad ass. i am all over a slobbery blowey and a close finals game. go mavs! who is this wife, where can i get one of them. tell her she is a legend and buy her flowers tommorow, she deserves it.
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