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General Category => Sex/Gossip => Topic started by: tricky on August 31, 2009, 11:39:27 PM
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I went over to his house. We drank some wine, talked for a bit. He put his hand on my leg, and then leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, slowly at first, then working up to a passionate kiss. Our bodies moved closer together, embracing fully. I could feel that he was aroused, as was I. I placed my hand on his leg and slid it up to his groin, and he moaned. He took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. We were standing up, hugging, kissing, licking eacch others necks, biting each others earlobes. He started to undress me, pulling my dress over my head. He kissed and licked my stomach. I unbuttoned his shirt, and licked his nipples. I undid his belt buckle, and his pants fell to the ground. We pressed our bodies together, and slowly started grinding against each other. He laid me down on the bed and slowly took off my bra and panties, licking me allover the entire time. He went down on me until I could hardly stand it anymore. I said, "I need you, now!". He said, "Not so fast, naughty girl!" He took off his underwear, and straddled me so I could suck him. He slowly thrust in and out of my mouth, working his way up. He said, "Now you can have me, sweetheart." And then...
Thrash walked in and anally raped him. WTF! I didn't think Thrash ever left Jacksonville??
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I guessed the ending by the third sentence. You have a one-track mind, woman.
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Okay, so NOW i "get" the thang Nick was saying about Hip telling the sexy stories
Sorry, Tricky
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Sorry :(
I could make it into a "choose the ending adventure book"! whaddya think?
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Errr...
would you have solicitated Hip's and/or Sasha's help with the different endings?
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She's have to, Tricky only knows the one ending
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Fyre, that wasn't anything like my last sexual escapade! Sorry to break it to you. I never said erotica writing was my forte.
But is you want some somewhat funny reading from yours truly, here you go:
http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=225.0 (http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=225.0)
http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=94.0 (http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=94.0)
http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=533.0 (http://loaded-gun.com/index.php?topic=533.0)
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She's have to, Tricky only knows the one ending
The other ending is Mosh comes out in a gimp mask, and gets fisted by a horse.
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I had a pretty uneventful sexual weekend. I tried to do it but was too tired and then I was too hung over to care. I think I am going to have to completely give up drinking.
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thrash is such a spoiler! i was hoping for some good, semi-normal sexing for my friend brook.
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Normal women are obsessed with the man's penis, not his asshole.
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Being normal sounds boring.
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Finally a point we can agree upon.
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Dudes who moan when girls touch their dongs are faggots.
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Dudes who moan when they shove it in are juuuuussstt right.
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She's have to, Tricky only knows the one ending
The other ending is Mosh comes out in a gimp mask, and gets fisted by a horse.
HOT! Make it happen.
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Moaning is a decidedly effeminate expression and so does not fly. Makes a man sound like he's taking it in the ass.
Personally I find a combination of growling, snarling, and talking dirty will enliven a lady just fine.
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One time, at art school, I dressed up like an androgyne and stuck a symbol of oppression up my gender-neutral cavity to symbolize how empty I feel inside.
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hahahahahaha
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Moaning is a decidedly effeminate expression and so does not fly. Makes a man sound like he's taking it in the ass.
Personally I find a combination of growling, snarling, and talking dirty will enliven a lady just fine.
Ha ha! It doesn't count when she's only trying to make you think she likes it so you don't kill her when you're done.
"You want to see your family again don't you? Then stop crying and just go with the flow baby, yeah that's it! Howwwwwwl! Come on, howl with me, it's so... liberating!"
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Personally I find a combination of growling, snarling, and talking dirty will enliven a lady just fine.
Especially if you're fucking Klingon bitches.
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Personally I find a combination of growling, snarling, and talking dirty will enliven a lady just fine.
I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory.
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I shout while pinning her down.
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Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn.
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Hahahaha!
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I shout while pinning her down.
I wonder if Arabs do that.... "Aiyaiayaiayaiayai!"
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In the short period just prior to and then during coitus they don't speak, don't move, but their heads tend to loll around...
Ligature marks are sexy.
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I shout while pinning her down.
I wonder if Arabs do that.... "Aiyaiayaiayaiayai!"
I can say with authority that black women don't.
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No matter how many times you ask, right?
It was my goal for a while to have a woman shout "Man-oh-man-a-chevitz" unprompted in a moment of passion. Then I stopped hanging out with the temple youth group and got a life.
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I shout while pinning her down.
I wonder if Arabs do that.... "Aiyaiayaiayaiayai!"
They don't.
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Yeah, they don't want to spook the camel.
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My last sexual escapade:
We'd just gotten back to her place after a night of drinking. Both of us still had a lot of energy, even though it was probably 3 or 4 in the morning. Clearly, the night was not over, but there was just nothing else to do but go back to her place.
Once we were there, we kind of innocently circled each other in her living room. Not literally; but as she'd move closer, I'd move away. When I'd move closer, she would have something to do in just a little bit of a different place. It was an awkward dance.
We'd spent the night having drinks, making jokes, and generally coming closer together. I don't know that either of us had REALLY planned on having something happen, and even the fact that I was back at her place didn't really mean anything at first. I could always leave.
Finally, she ended up getting two glasses of wine from the kitchen. It was some generic red, but it had a rich, earthy flavor. We toasted, laughed, and drank.
As I put my glass down, my eyes came up and stared into... hunger. The lights had gotten dimmer somehow, but there was a bright, warm fire in her eyes that I'd not noticed before. She was no longer the demure girl who had quietly laughed at my foolish quips. She was a lionness, bold and alive.
I reached out to her, sliding my hand into her hair as she lunged towards me. In seconds, she was on top of me, straddling my mighty girth, one of her legs on each side of mine. I could feel her heat radiating through our clothes, and I wanted to feel it even closer.
She pressed her body against mine as our lips met in a ferocious kiss. She bit my lower lip and laughed. I wrapped my arm completely around her waist, moving my hand under her shirt and pulled her even closer, crushing her just a little. Her arms were wrapped around my neck, keeping my head locked in an embrace that ensured she could kiss, lick, nibble, and suck on any exposed flesh she found; she paid special attention to my ears, and the spot just below/behind them.
If this were a battle, I was assuredly losing. Who makes out in a headlock, anyway?
To restablish my dominance, I wanted to reverse our roles. I lifted her into the air as I stood up - she was forced into halting her otic assault so that she could focus on locking her ankles at the small of my back. As I stood there, with this passionate fury wrapped around me, I smiled a devlish smile and asked her if we could move into the bedroom. Her hands slid to my chest and began to tug my shirt upwards, as if to tear it off over my head as quickly as possible.
I took that as a "fuck yes".
<end of part 1>
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I think google is broken, I cant find the above on it.
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So, the NYC trip was eventful?
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brook the lioness. did the dildo collection get a chance to shine, luke?
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I went over to his house. We drank some wine, talked for a bit. He put his hand on my leg, and then leaned over and kissed me. I kissed him back, slowly at first, then working up to a passionate kiss. Our bodies moved closer together, embracing fully. I could feel that he was aroused, as was I. I placed my hand on his leg and slid it up to his groin, and he moaned. He took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. We were standing up, hugging, kissing, licking eacch others necks, biting each others earlobes. He started to undress me, pulling my dress over my head. He kissed and licked my stomach. I unbuttoned his shirt, and licked his nipples. I undid his belt buckle, and his pants fell to the ground. We pressed our bodies together, and slowly started grinding against each other. He laid me down on the bed and slowly took off my bra and panties, licking me allover the entire time. He went down on me until I could hardly stand it anymore. I said, "I need you, now!". He said, "Not so fast, naughty girl!" He took off his underwear, and straddled me so I could suck him. He slowly thrust in and out of my mouth, working his way up. He said, "Now you can have me, sweetheart." And then...
Thrash walked in and anally raped him. WTF! I didn't think Thrash ever left Jacksonville??
this morning, this was whispered into my ear: "I want you to fuck me with your cock."
HAWT. needless to say i obliged.
So, he was saying that to YOU???
Boy, is my face as red as that prolapse!!!
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and asked her if we could move into the bedroom.
Pussy.
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brook the lioness. did the dildo collection get a chance to shine, luke?
Oh they did. Fatties like it in the ass.