Spiedi Chiller

I have spent a lot of time in the Hermosa Beach area. Mike and I were roommates there during the off-season and both grew attached to the place. The locals are very nice people and extremely laid back. It’s a shorts and flip flop type of town just twenty minutes from Hollywood. We lived in a house that was only three blocks from the ocean and approximately 5 blocks from the Pier. The Pier is where all of the bars in the area are located. That place always has something going on. Every single night of the week you can find at least one bar or club that is packed full of people and beautiful women running wild. If you have a normal nine to five day job, it seems like a very tough environment to live in and stay focused. If it is your off-season residence its all you really need.
Most of my days would consist of waking up late, not always in my own bed, going for a run on the beach or “the Strand” as the locals call it, then going to lift some weights. During the beginning of the summer I would only skate a few days a week. After I had my workouts and daily errands done, usually around 6pm, I would cook myself a hearty dinner and then start text messaging as many available ladies I could tolerate that are all within walking distance. It was such an easy routine to fall into. The weeks just flew by. Mike and I were both in relaxation mode in March. We had plenty of time to go easy before the serious training would begin in May.
One random Tuesday night, Mike and I were sitting around gambling. When I say gambling I mean we will bet a bong hit on every game of EA sports that we play. It is a great way to entertain yourself if you don’t want to go to the beach. On that day, we started playing at around 4pm after we had loaded up on Pita Pit. After hours of clowning around and playing games Mike finally hit pause and said, “Damn dude. It’s dark out!” I agreed. Where did the day go? “What time is it?” I asked. “Man, its 10 o’clock. You want to go out tonight?” Mike said. I wasn’t in the most active mood, but I thought what the hell. “Yeah, sure. Let’s do it. I’ll go to Ralph’s and grab some forty’s while you shower.” I stated. Mike agreed. I drove to the store picked up 4 forty’s of Mickey’s. I know a lot of people think its ghetto, but I really don’t care. Some times you feel like drinking classy alcohol, and sometimes you just feel like spending two bucks and getting a buzz. Tonight was the latter.
I got back to find Mike already showered and almost ready to go. All I had to do was throw some jeans on and a fresh Tee. So we played another game of NBA09 and chugged half a forty after every quarter. After another loss, I packed Mike a rip and then took one myself. It was now 11pm and we began walking down to the pier. We decided to go to a place that is always filled with people, it’s called, “Jaws.” This place is new, trendy and has good menu with stiff drinks. The bouncers at this place are the only downfall. They are such D-bags that I usually can’t tolerate the place. I know a lot of people complain about club bouncers all the time. I’ve heard it a million times over. I have been to hundreds of clubs and bars all over the world, but these guys have to be some of the biggest meat heads and idiots around. They also don’t like the fact that Mike slammed the owner’s lady while in Vegas and in Hollywood. Che!
We walked in and sat down by the bar. It was pretty packed. I always end up seeing most of the same people when I go out in Hermosa. That is the one of things that I don’t like. I do a lot of dirt in the streets and the last thing I want is some girl that I randomly banged while on the verge of being blacked-out to come back and cock block me. Cary-Rosanne!! That’s why I prefer to do my dirt in Hollywood, or similar places where people won’t recognize you and don’t have a bad story to tell about you.
At around 11:30pm Mike and I have put back a few drinks and are just sitting down relaxing and letting our HOEnar surveillance do some work. I get up and go to the bathroom, I do my thing, and wash my hands of course lady’s. When I walk out I am confronted by a girl and I have no idea who she is. She blocks my path downstairs to the bar. She is a pretty cute girl, so I smile at her, and say hello. She responds with, “You play hockey don’t you?” What the fuck? Did I slay this girl one night and don’t remember? Did I take down her roommate or her friend? How does she know that? I said, “Excuse me, I don’t want to be rude, but do I know you?” She kept looking harder into my eyes as if reading my soul. “Answer the question.” She barked. Damn, I thought, what’s going on here. I was just wearing a plain white tee shirt with jeans, Nike shoes and a Jordan hat. How did she get hockey out of that? I gave up thinking and just responded, “Yes, I play hockey Do you?” I stated. “I knew it! I could tell by your look, and your big ass.” She exclaimed.
We exchanged names. Her name was Speidi Miller. I told her it was nice to meet her and maybe I’ll see her around. The usual leave me alone chat. Speidi allowed me go back downstairs after that. She was staring at me the whole way back down. I went up to Mike and told him what happened. He started laughing, and then I casually pointed her out when she came back downstairs. We both continued to sit there posted up like stamps scanning the bar. It wasn’t the best of nights as far as vagina hunting was concerned. So I was open to see what if Speidi would come back.
Sure enough Speidi walked up to me twenty minutes later and said, “Let me buy you a drink.” Whoa! I’m still in California right? That shit doesn’t happen. She can’t be from here. I more than happily agreed. After all she was definitely not ugly, and I am definitely not that picky. So I told her that I wanted a Long Island Iced tea. She reached through some people and ordered us drinks. Mike gave me a look like, wow! Who is this chick? She turned around within minutes and had my drink however she also had two shots of tequila. Uh-oh. Tequila has put my dick into some crazy situations before. We put these down and then started talking. She told me that she had dated many hockey players before. A few NHL guys too. That is not something any hockey player wants to hear. We know how dirty every guy in the locker room is, multiply that by all the teams in the country and you’re looking at pure whores.
She was from Minnesota and moved out here to be a nanny in Manhattan Beach. This girl was very up-front in conversation. Usually ladies are more reserved. Within ten minutes of chatting she finally asked about Mike. “Is this your friend?” “Yeah, this is Mike.” I responded. They introduced themselves and chatted for about a minute. After that she said, “Hey I’m going to go grab my girlfriend that’s here with me. We can all do a shot together, and then go to her place after the bar. You’re friend will like her. Okay?” I looked at her and just nodded my head. Once she scattered off, I turned to Mike and told him that I think some girl had just picked us both up! He was hesitant. “Lets just wait and see what her friend looks like bro.” He had a very valid point. She could just be trying to liquor us up in hopes that someone would bang her fat friend. I’ve seen it a hundred times.
She brought over her friend whose name was “Kia.” She was definitely not ugly. She looked like a Latino Kim Kardashian. I was a disappointed that I had gotten Speidi. I wanted to call my agent and ask for a trade. Oh well, I pondered, I will always live to see another breezy. Mike was pleased with Kia, considering that Kim Kardashian is his celebrity crush, so they started in on their conversation. Meanwhile, Speidi Came at me full force. She was obviously a groupie. I have no quarrels with that though. I consider myself a groupie as well, because if there is a group of hot girls I’ll do the whole group! Speidi was over the top, running her mouth faster than a street pimp. After fifteen minutes of chatting she started talking to me about sex and how she hated her boyfriend, and her favorite ways to get banged. Hmmm, interesting I thought. Five minutes later our conversation abruptly turned to porno. Believe me I couldn’t tell you how but she was just one of those freaks. She told me all about her favorite sites. I informed her that I was no rookie to the porno game and pulled up all the mobile porn I have on my phone. Now here I am sitting in the middle of this crowded bar, watching porno movies on my phone with a girl I have known for only an hour. Wow! This got her so juiced up. Mike and his Kia were sitting next to us but they were obviously immersed in conversation and flirting.
After a short while we all decided that we would take a cab to Kia’s place which was in North Redondo.
Once we got there Kia whipped out a bottle of Tequila which, judging by her Latino roots, was her favorite. She kept saying, “Let’s go to Mexico!” It took me a minute to interpret that it was chica code for taking shots of tequila. We ended up doing about three rounds of shots in total, it gave me wicked heart burn but now I was ready to dominate this girl. Never have I been able to sit down and have a girl be as into porn as me. I’m not a porn fiend by any means, but I do have a fond appreciation for it. I thought that this could be one of the freakiest bangs of my career. After a while of us all clowning and telling pointless stories that no one would remember in the morning Mike laid down on the bed with Kia. It was a studio apartment, so there was only one room. Speidi was pretty intoxicated at this point, I was to for that matter. Speidi now decided she would put on a strip show for all of us. Mike and I covertly looked at each other like, ‘damn, is this really happening?’ While putting on her show she later, told us that she used to strip while in college. I hope so, because she looked like a pro. She was spinning all over the floor with her legs looking like the propellers of a helicopter. She managed to turn her tank top into a dress, which meant that she was flashing her Bumble Bee tuna to everyone, including Kia. Kia looked somewhat grossed out, but not enough to say anything or stop her for that matter. I couldn’t help but think that this might turn into a gang-bang of sorts. After about a fifteen minute strip tease, I was definitely feeling some blood flow. I was ready to smash her vagina like Gallagher crushes Watermelons.
I didn’t know how I was going to pull this off. A) I had no car. B) I just met her, so she wasn’t worthy of a hotel room. She could just be a tease or pass out on me. C) It was a small apartment with only one bed, not even a bedroom. Speidi got up and went to the bathroom. I looked at mike and by this time, Kia was laying on top of Mike, straddling him and they were doing there thing. As soon as I heard the toilet flush I got up and walked into the closet that led to the bathroom. She came out and I made the bold move of just grabbing her by the hips. Usually I am a laid back, let them come to me kind of guy but this girl had me ready to beat cheeks, so I had to go on offense.
Speidi didn’t hesitate for a second. We immediately started going to town on each other. She was the kind of multi-talented girl that could undo your pants and not even miss a beat while kissing. We were in Kia’s closet which was about 4’ x 7’. Not too much room to operate, but I have worked in smaller offices before so I knew I could pull it off. I picked her up and gently laid her down to the floor. She didn’t like the gentle stuff at all! She kept telling me to pull her hair and choke her. Well, if you insist I thought. I finger-blasted the shit out of Speidi for a while before she asked me for my cock. She asked for my cock! “Give me that dick,” she said. I got up on my knees and presented her with my wiener. Who am I tell a girl no. You could tell that this girl had watched a lot of porno by the way she sucked a dick. She spat all over my lil guy, and then was gagging herself on it. What a good girl. She sucked my dick like it was 115 degrees and she was trying to save every last drop the last melting Popsicle in California.
After a heavenly few minutes of porno sucking she laid back down and told me to fuck her. “Fuck me and Fuck me hard!” she exclaimed. I was not about to let this girl down, so I did as told. I gave her bunny rabbit humps. Super fast and to the point. She loved it. She made sure that I continued to choke her throughout the whole process. I am always weary of how hard to choke a girl when she asks for that. I am a pretty strong guy. My friends used to joke that I was like Lenny from ‘Of Mice and men’ not fully aware of his own strength. So I gave Speidi about 30% of my strength which seemed to suffice. I haven’t banged a broad with rabbit tendencies in quite a long time, usually its just calculated slams and gyrating thrusts, love making if you will. All this rabbit fucking had me ready to give her the goo in about eight minutes. I told her that I was about to come and to my delight she pulled away which startled me at first, but then said she wanted me to blow in her mouth. Holler! She was a pro. If it were the league she would be on her second contract making big bucks by now, she’d been around. To my delight she took every last drop of my little Michael Phelps swimmers and loved it. I damn near fell over the top of her while she was doing so. My knees buckled and I had to grab on to Kia’s dresses for balance. That was amazing. She got up casually and went to the bathroom, washed off her box, put her shirt on without saying anything to me and then walked into the other room where Mike and Kia were. I laid there not being able to regain control of my legs for a few minutes. I eventually gave up on trying to be social and fell asleep right in Kia’s closet.
I awoke in the wee hours of the morning to mike kicking me in the leg. He was laughing and made sure to snap an iPhone picture of me sleeping in a closet with just my underwear on. We left the two little floozies sleeping and started walking back toward Hermosa. It was impossible to find a cab at 5am so we just walked back along the beach looking like exactly what we had just done, getting wasted and banging whores all night. It was about a thirty minute walk and once we got back we proceeded to pass out. Not to shabby for a night where we were hesitant to go out in the first place. I awoke at about two in the afternoon. I was definitely not feeling a workout that day, but I did try. I went to the gym and did about five minutes on the treadmill. Those made me almost throw-up. I decided that it was strictly the steam room for me. I got back around 4 and had a bunch of messages from Speidi. She wanted to see me again. Hmm, I am really not a fan of seeing a girl again if I bang on the first meeting. I mean, what else is there left to conquer? However I told her I would meet her at the pier. I decided that this would be a solo mission. I went down to the pier and caught the tail end of happy hour with her. She was all over my nuts. She kept telling me about how much she wanted to fuck again. I told her that yeah, I would love to bang again. She wanted to kiss me in the bars though. I hate that! I don’t want to be seen kissing in public, especially in the town where I live. There is always someone at the bar that knows me or some girl that I want to bang, so I don’t want to give off the wrong impression. That impression being…taken. Once again I found myself watching porno on my phone with Speidi. I got worked up and grabbed her and said, “lets go for a walk real quick.” I was not about to take this girl back to my spot, because she definitely had stalker quality’s. I let my playmaking sense take over and walked across the pier to a fancy hotel. Speidi asked, “What are we doing? Where are we going?” I told her that she would see in a few minutes. We walked right into the lobby of this hotel and hopped in the elevator. I took it straight to the top. As soon as the doors shut, we started making out. I went to the stairwell and found that the door to the roof was not locked. I opened it up and took her right next to all the big HVAC machines. We made out for a second and then she dropped to her knees and began slurping. Once again more porno sucking. I told her to turn around and she instantly obeyed. I pounded this girl out on the roof of this hotel while the sun was going down. We banged for a while then of course she swallowed all my little legends! After that we walked right back to the bar. This girl wasn’t done yet however. She told me that the family she nanny’s for was out of town for the night and wanted me to come over. I agreed and told her I would be over later.
I drove over to her house around 9pm. I walked in and all she had on was a bathrobe covering up her sexiest outfit of lingerie. We went and sat in her hot-tub for a while. After that it was straight to the bedroom. We started getting nasty again. We are both naked lying in bed and then her phone rings, she broke away to answer it. I thought this was odd. Then she told me to be quiet and not say a word. It was her boyfriend! I am not the classiest of guys but one thing I do respect is a relationship, I have been cheated on before, Callaway, and I hated it. It stung, so I told myself that I would never be home-wrecker again. Unless it was something that you absolutely cannot pass up. I felt so awkward just laying there while she talked to her man. He was a doctor and had to work an extra shift in the ER room. She was cup caking with him for about five minutes telling him how much she loved him, missed him, and how she couldn’t wait to see him once he was off work. I almost got up and left. It makes me sick to think that girls are scandalous like that. She just had my dick in her mouth ten minutes ago!
Once she hung up with him, she rolled over and said, “Okay, let’s fuck!” I was already feeling scummy so I figured what the hell. She got me back up from six to noon, and then got on all fours. We did the dirty dog for a little bit, and then she turned her head around like an owl and said, “Do you wanna fuck my ass?” I agreed. Being the gentleman that I am I asked her if she had any lube. I will never in my life forget her response. “No! I want it to hurt!” Times like this I wish I had a built in video camera above my eyebrows. I started laughing on the inside and went for it. We beat cheeks for about thirty minutes; I gave her the dirty whore treatment that she so rightly deserved. Once again I pulled out and filled her mouth with my boys. Once I was done we both collapsed on the bed. I fell asleep for a couple hours.
I awoke at about 6am. She was still sleeping. I grabbed all my clothes and made a bolt for the door. I didn’t want to see her again. I had already ravaged this girl plus she had a man, and I didn’t want any more drama in my life. I vowed that I was done with her after that night. She called me later in the day. Saying that she was disappointed that I was gone, she wanted to fuck again. I lied and said that I had a hockey practice I had to go to early and didn’t want to wake her. She began to tell me some of the grossest and funniest stuff I have ever heard in my entire life! Speidei proceeded to tell me, “God, my guts hurt. Why do my guts hurt?” I told her I have no idea. She says, “Oh that’s right, you fucked me hard!” I started dying laughing! I actually hung up the phone. I couldn’t take it. I was rolling on the floor laughing. She called back in a minute. I answered and put her on speakerphone so my boys could here. I told her that I must have had a bad connection and the call was dropped. What Speidi said next is a nickname that still sticks with me to this day. She called me, “the liver lifter!” at first I had no idea what she was talking about. I thought she was accusing me of taking food out of her fridge. I then told her that I had to go because my Dad was on the other line. Not even a minute later my Friend pieced it together and they all started rolling on the floor laughing. I asked why? “The liver lifter,” This broad was accusing me of moving her internal organs around! Oh my God, this was priceless. I have never even heard of this. I have been through twenty years of locker room talk, and never had this been a term brought up. I felt privileged, but grossed out at the same time. This girl was crazy.
Speidi continued to call me every week for about two months. I never returned her calls because, for one she had a boyfriend. For two, she was way too nutty in the head. I’ve seen Kia since than and she told me that Speidi is obsessed with me. Wow! Speidi Chiller is a girl that made me realize the cold fact that girls can be just as dirty and grimy as guys. I love girls that are sexually free, but she was too much for me to handle. I have never seen Speidi since that day, and just chalk it up to another silly story stemming from the South Bay. I wish her the best of luck, and I wish that her man will someday realize that he’s getting played like a deck of cards with six Kings.