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I don't want to be too blunt, so let me know if you can't figure out what I'm trying to say here:
I got a blowjob on the highest mountain top in the Northeast.
Well that was tactful.
Yep...smoothe...lol
My SIL was complaining to me today that it'd been two weeks since she'd had sex. "
Whoopie", rolling my eyes...
"try 2 months!!
littlek wrote:try two years.
Damn. I'd be one miserable little bastard. I went into a 8 month or so slump last year, and I was ready to hump German Shepards.
Actually...
littlek wrote:try two years.
I can fix that. (and perhaps make up for lost time)
Has anybody said "in bed"?
IN BED!
Thats disgusting how could you. ewwwwww
littlek wrote:try two years.
That's a lie! Lie lie lie! OK, perhaps almost one year, but A, no matter how bad, still counts.
You did, JLN. I remember, because I thought it was funny at the time, and quoted it recently on another thread with a similar idea to this one, and that, I think, sparked this one up again. This has some classic tales in it..
I didn't enjoy UNDER the bed at all. Kept banging my upper head.
the Planet Tralfamador which has a plus 2 gravity, fortunately the lady at the time was on top.
Wow, Dys. I'll bet that hurt so good.
Wow, Dys. I'll bet that hurt so good.
I don't know why but that reminds of the other when a friend asked me if I remembered Tijuana Bibles from my youth. I said "Yes, but we just called them "bibles".
Thanks, dear. It's great to receive recognition in one's lifetime.
I prefer sex on planet with LESS gravity.
Ask me about the moon landing...
making love while while the tv was on two feet away....
and I get to relive it with all these subsequent anniversaries.
Plus, as luck would have it, I talked to the fellow a few years ago/many years later (he called me as I had been researching something)... and at the end of the conversation told me that our time was the happiest time of his life.
Those were words that caught me by surprise - I cared, but he did too - and I kept trying to get my dog to shut up... while remembering who we both were.
Nods and nods, and new good byes, all these years later.
This could all be deconstructed, but I'm not going there.
Anyway, I don't give two hoots about the moon landing but am rather fond of the day.
I'm rather fond of yesterday morning...lol
In the back of my girlfriends(now wife) parents van. Doesn't sound good? Well they were in front driving at the time! True story. Going home from a weekend at a lake. Tired, so we were "spoon'n". Tossed a blanket over us and I "went to town", slow and quiet.
Another time was on the floor, with 3 other people asleep in the same room. Relatives of hers.
But the "strangest" by far was in our own bed, not hiding from anyone, nobody around. Not the back of the pickup, not in a corn field, not in the water while "swimming". It really felt "strange" at the time.
