More Wednesday weird

1. What is the one sexual act you would never do?  The easy answer is gay sex. I had one bisexual experience and it really didn’t turn me on so I have no desire to do anything again with a man.

2. Is there anyone you know, that if they turned out to be a serial killer you would not be surprised? I wouldn’t be surprised if I was

3. What is the most annoying thing about the holiday season for you? the music

4. If you saw a video of your celebrity crush picking their nose, would that change your opinion of their hotness? Nope, i would just figure they were more normal

5. What is the one non-sexual thing you would be embarrassed to be caught doing? Washing my ass, I don’t think you can laugh that off when you are doing something like that.

6. A favorite blogger friend wrote a column about the one word that really turns her on. Do you have a word or phrase that does the same for you? What is it? Wet

7. As someone who ran a virtual cookie exchange, I have to ask what your favorite cookie is? Chocolate chip. I know it’s boring and normal, but there is a reason they sell millions of them.

My TMI Tuesday

1. What is the greatest age difference between between and a SO? Older or younger?  GF is 4 years younger than me.
2. What is the greatest age difference between between and any sexual partner? Older or younger? I dated for a very short minute a woman who was 48/49 (I didn’t ask cause I didn’t want to know) when I was 28. I have to say, she is up there with the top 5 sexiest bodies of any woman I’ve ever touched.
3. Have you started your holiday shopping? Is it done? Started but not done.
4. What are the chances there will be a “naughty” present under the tree this year (either from you or for you)? I hear there might be, but I’m not looking forward to opening a flesh light in front of GF’s father.
5. What is your favorite holiday song?  It’s a Christmas remix, “I’ve got my love to keep me warm” by Kay Starr it’s not exactly a christmass song but it’s really good either way.

Bonus (as in optional):Do you have a preferred time of day to have sex? If so, why? yes, i prefer to have sex any time of day that I have a hard on.

Office Erotica

Because I’m an attention whore and I don’t feel like I get enough of it on here I’m trying to change it up a little and post some things that might get noticed a little more. Here is a story I wrote a little while back.

I walk into your office late on a Friday afternoon. Just what you nee, another stupid customer right before I’m trying to get out of work so I can meet the girls for drinks. You knew you were going out after work today so you wore of your sexier work outfits, thinking that you might as well show off a little when you went to the bar. It’s a black pinstripe suit with a sexy matching pencil skirt that comes to a little above the knees. You have a cute little lacy tank top under it showing off some nice cleavage as well. On your legs you have your favorite black patent leather pumps showing off your bare legs and what’s left of your tan. You didn’t mean to walk out of the house feeling like sex today but when you caught yourself in the mirror that’s what you saw. It’s been so long since you’ve had any action in the love department that the thought of a little across the bar flirting seems like a great idea.

Unfortunately, you aren’t going to be sneaking out early today, because I’m standing in the door looking for some serious help. My business is having trouble and I need your help to sort out the finances so we can stay afloat. You can tell I’m not the business as usual type at all. I’m wearing a polo shirt and cargo pants with some casual leather track shoes. Not exactly banking wear but you like it anyway. As we sit and delve deep into the complicated mess that I’ve mad of the finances of my small company we are sitting very close and soon we are injecting little jokes and stories into the work. We are getting more comfortable and as we sit closely our shoulders touch and then even our thighs at one point. We look into each others eyes and smile. Pretending that nothing just happened but I know at that point I realize just how beautiful you are and how much I would really like to be doing something else on this desk besides debts and credits.

I decide to be bold and try something. I drop my pen on the floor between us and quickly reach down to grab it, but as I do I make sure that my hand grazes your smooth calf and while bent down I look back with my worst attempt at an innocent smile. You smile and you start to see what’s going on here. All of a sudden you realize that it’s now well past 6 and everybody has gone from the offices and we are all alone. You think about how long it’s been since you’ve felt the soft touch of a man on your skin like you just did and decide that you are going to test me and see how I will react. One of your little stacks of paper slips off the desk and slides across the floor. You slip off your chair in a fluid movement and then from your hands and knees you pile up the the sheets again. You make a big show with your ass up in the air and wiggling back and forth picking up all the papers. You look back over your shoulder and see me staring at you and say “It’s not polite to stare.” So I go down to the floor to help you and there we are face to face on our hands and I decide I’ve had enough of this teasing. I lean in and kiss you. I should be gentle and tentative, since I just met you and I don’t know how your react, instead I’m forceful and in control. I don’t wait to see how you react, if you kiss me back or if you recoil. I don’t give you a chance.

I pull you up to your feet. where we pull each other close. Our hands are all over our bodies. We are a tangle of arms, fingers, lips, tongues, and legs. It’s awkward and rushed, there is no grace to the way I pull your jacket off you or the way you yank my shirt up over my head. I am kissing your neck and nibbling on your ear while my hands gab your firm ass and pull you closer to me, starting to grind into you, where you feel how fast and hard I’m already getting. You are running your fingers through my hair and moaning with your head thrown back and enjoying the feelings.

In a flash i grab you and push you back against the desk and hike your skirt up revealing a tiny little black thong that stands as the only barrier to my tongue and your clit. Pushing you back I reach under your skirt and pull your panties up your toned thighs and over your shoes. With my hands grabbing the back of your thighs I push you back and your legs in the air so I can get my face burred in your pussy. Even though I am raging with lust for you I compose myself a bit so I can start licking your pussy gently at first. Long licks that barely touch your skin, going slowly up and down. Then I suck your clit into my mouth and give it a series of fast light flicks and then I’m back to the long strokes with a tempo that matches the pace of your breathing. As you lay sprawled on your desk, clothes half on and getting a licking not like you’ve had in a while you feel like such a slut, but it only makes you want to be dirty and nastier. All those desires that you normally hold back and repress are flooding out of you. You want to cum, you want to scream out dirty things while I fuck you hard and fast, and most of all you want to feel my cum shooting all over your skin. You want to be bad and you know there is no stopping it. You wiggle out of your top and release your breasts from your matching black bra. While i drive you crazy with my tongue your hands find their way to your nipples and you tease yourself with little pinches as you feel the first orgasm building deep inside you. My tongue is doing circles around your clit now and sucking it. As you let the first orgasm happen you scream out. “Fuck, I’m fucking cumming, I love the way you lick my cunt!” I pause for a moment, not believing what I heard. Such dirty talk from you only makes me want you more. You are a little shocked but too lost in the moment to think about it. As you finish cumming I let your legs down and flip you over. You are now face down on your desk and your long legs are spread with your ass up in the air before me . You hear my pants hit the floor and without warning the tip of my cock is at the opening of your pussy. I tease you with the head of it, and in quick thrust of your hips you have moved back and forced my cock into you.

I grab you ass cheek on one side and your hip on the other side. Sure you took control and forced me to start fucking you but I’m not going to let you control the tempo. I work your hips back and forth on me, matching your rocking with my thrusts. I lean forward and grab a handful of your hair and pull your head back as I continue the deep thrusts. I kiss your neck and whisper in your ear that I wanted to fuck you like this as soon as I walked in. I really did, but I never though in a million years that I would ever had your beautiful body open to me like this, with me taking charge. I slow my pace down a bit because there is no way that I can hold out with your tight pussy gripping me, I reach down between your thighs and run my fingernails up the inside of your thighs and stop when I reach your pussy. I start rubbing your clit and fucking you with long slow strokes. I can tell from your moaning and breathing that you are getting close. I tell you that I want you to cum with my cock inside you. I love the feeling of a woman’s pussy when it cums and you are inside. It’s the best, and it’s going to push me over the edge. I lean back, knowing that I’m too far gone to hold back. I feel the cum shooting out of me and mixing with your already soaking wet pussy. I don’t want to stop but I can feel that I don’t have much left in me. As I pull out and we stand to kiss one more time you reach down and caress my softening cock. Then you bend down and lick it from base to tip and wink. “Next time I want to taste you.”

Last few weeks

Our last two outings were a bit of a mixed bag and I don’t know why, but for some reason I don’t feel like giving the blow by blow. I think I’ll just summarize it the best I can and move on.

Before Thanksgiving we went to a house party at a good friend of ours who always throws some pretty damn good parties where the lifestyle is concerned. There were a bunch of people there, most of whom we knew and a few new people or at least people that we didn’t know too well. we mixed with everybody and sort of zeroed in on a couple that we had not seen there before. She was a tall bark haired woman and he is a tad shorter than her, with short hair. GF and I agreed they were quite fuck-able and we started talking to them both. we flirted a while and I decided to just be blunt. “Hey, would you guys like to go upstairs and get it on?” Which they promptly said let’s go and we went on our way to find a suitable place to get it on.  She told me a few times already that she likes it rough and she wanted me to give it to her good. I think girls who tell me they want it that rough are a little scary to me. I never am sure just how rough that they are talking about and generally I’m not sure I can give it to them as hard as they want. I feel like that the only way to know if you are giving it hard enough, in my mind at least, is to go just a tad too far. Once until you know where the line is you don’t know how far you should go. Plus since I’m not really into being really rough I just don’t really get off on it too much, I mean it’s a nice change of pace once in a while but not really my thing. I’m more up for the vigorous or passionate but I don’t need to drill a woman like she is full of oil or anything.

So we went upstairs and we got to it right away and I was quick to go down on her and I finger fucked her pussy and licked her a few orgasms. She was writhing and making so much noise I don’t really know if it was 2 or 10 but I got the idea that I was doing something right when she said “Stop that right now and fuck me, or get out.” So while GF was still working her oral magic on the husband. He looked like he was hung rather well and was going to do a good job on GF in a min or two so I put on a condom and started driving into the wife. Hmm I never gave them a name, how about Rough and Shaved (he was shaved too). She seemed to like what I was doing but I had to slow down a little bit at first so I didn’t cum too fast. Once I had gained control of myself I was able to go at a good pace and switch up a little bit. I still find hard fast sex like that exhausting so I can only do that for a few minutes but I try to replace speed with force as I start to tire a bit. At this point I did look over and notice that Mr. RSC was still getting oral and that he was actually not hard. Now I’m sort of stuck. I really don’t want to stop fucking her but I don’t want to see GF get left high and dry again. After I finish the both of them tag team him and give him some serious oral attention. It looked like at one point he was going to get it going but he never got it hard enough long enough to have sex. So things sort of fizzled out and we got dressed and hung out for a bit longer and went home. GF practically raped me in the morning, and I was glad to do my duty and make sure she got off.

Then last weekend we went to another hotel party. I had been talking to the female half of a couple that seemed real interested in meeting us at the party. I had already told myself and GF not to get our hopes up since we have never really had much success at these sorts of things. When we got there we talked to a bunch of new people and had a few drinks. I made the tactical decision that we wouldn’t go after them till it was a little later in the evening since we didn’t want have things go well but then have to spend the whole night talking to them without the chance to meet or talk to anyone else.

When we finally went over to talk to them, she didn’t even get out of her chair to say hello, and neither did her husband. It was the strangest thing. I almost thought that she forgot who I was or something because there was almost no reference to the fact that we had talked over 10 times on IM before this and things seemed good. I tried to talk to her a bit and didn’t get much from her and GF wasn’t getting anywhere with the hubby so we bailed on them and went to the dance floor. There we ended up dancing with a nice couple and the woman was very aggressive and practically attacked GF. I know GF isn’t really into girls like that but I figured if it was working go with it. I got in on it too and in no time at all I was rubbing her pussy and kissing her. Dance Floor Couple, DFC, quickly asked us to go back to their room and we said Sure! I was a little worried that this might be another false start, but when Mr. DFC dropped his pants he was sticking straight out so I figured he would be good to go. Just to be safe I decided I would hod off on fucking Mrs. DFC till after he started with GF so I could make sure he was going to get the job done.

He did OK and I made sure I gave the Mrs. my best oral work and proceded to get a really rough blow job from her. It was neat to be deep throated but it’s not really something I love. If I had to describe what I think is the best BJ technique it involves taking about the top half in her mouth and stroking with her hand on the bottom half and working the whole thing together. This provides lots of pressure and stimulation and plenty of the wetness that makes it great. Even a not-so-great BJ if done with enthusiasm can generally bring me to the brink, which she did in short order. I moved around to have her laying on the edge of the bed with her legs up around my neck. I drove into her with long steady strokes but my usual control wasn’t there. I lasted only a few minutes and shot my load. I guess I didn’t embarrass myself that bad since they emailed us the next day and want to see us again, but I always feel like no matter how long I last that it’s not long enough. Oh well, I guess I make up for it by knowing how to eat pussy like a champ.

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Wednesday weirdness

Wednesday Weirdness #31: Thanksgiving Edition

Questions By: Another Suburban Mom

1. What are you thankful for this year?

I think I’m thankful for my GF above all else. She is awesome and treats me good. On top of that she got me into the lifestyle. On top of all that she is one hot and sexy chic!

2. Since some of our participants are not in the US, what do you think about Thanksgiving?

3. What is your favorite part of the holiday/ your least favorite.

Just getting everybody together and having fun. My family is great at busting balls and joking around so it can be a real laugh-fest sitting around the tables.

4. Mashed Potatoes or Sweet Potatoes?

Mashed all the way. I’m a man of simple tastes.

5. Do you own eating pants? Describe.

I’m too damn skinny to have eating pants,  think the Italian relatives of mine would really like it if I did have them though.

6. What is your favorite thing to do with the Thanksgiving leftovers?

I don’t do leftovers.

7. Who are you most looking forward to seeing? Least?

My Aunt. We have been talking a lot about my grandfather and i’ve been checking out a bunch of stuff on ancestry.com so it will be good to play around with that after the meal.
8. Do you go shopping on the day after Thanksgiving?

For the last couple years I’ve been working a part time job at the mall so I’m thereworking on the Friday usually. I do like to go on that day since it’s total pandemonium but I never really buy anything.

TMI Tuesday

1. What is your favorite Thanksgiving food?

Cranberries. Now not the good homemade kind with whole bits of the berries in it. No, I want the stuff from the can, I know, it’s horrible but I love it. Turkey does come a very close second, I think it’s a very under appreciated meat and I  would like to see it as an option much more.

2. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?

It would a lot of the newer pop/hip hop. TI, and a bunch others. If i have to listen to regular radio and hear the incredibly lame lyrics and pathetic beats I am so glad that I can turn on Sirius at any moment and get away from that garbage.

3. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?

I would spend it on some clothes, or maybe a new pair of shoes. I really want some sort of new casual/dressy black shoes or maybe boots.

4. What is your favorite curse word?

Cock sucker

5. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?

I would go to ancient Rome and check out the festival Liberalia, it was supposed to be one hell of a party

Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be?

Would the abilitity to get hard right after orgasm? I’m so jealous of girls cause many of you can just cum over and over. I get only one and then need an hour or two to recharge. A more traditional answer would be super speed.

Dancing King

It seems that every one of the swinger bloggers were out this weekend looking to get some action. We were no different. We went to a rather large party/meet and greet at a hotel near us. The party was a good time but it seems to shine a light on some of our issues with the lifestyle and with meet and greets in general. It might be the hotel parties that we really have an issue with more specifically but it wasn’t our greatest night.

I had gone about my duties of contacting couples on the guest list that I thought might be attracted to let them know we were interested and looking forward to meeting them. Strangely we didn’t get much of a response so I didn’t have high hopes for the evening and GF wasn’t in a great mood either. I can always tell that she isn’t really excited to to go someplace if the outfit decisions take a lot longer than normal. She settled on (after some help from my $0.02) a nice and sexy dress that’s about knee length and some strappy black shoes. It’s not quite as slutty as some of the women that go, but she looked good. Real good. I had my own fashion dilemma and insisted that we head over to the mall to look for something new for myself. I found a nice button down striped shirt and went with some dress pants. I know men can get away with being pretty casual at these sort of events but I like to dress up and besides I think I look my best when I do. Swinging isn’t exactly the singles scene but I am still trying to get women to sleep with me so I figure I might as well look my best. Besides, I am a serious fashionista and I get a bit turned on by women wearing sexy things and dressing nice myself seems to be a good way to encourage behavior and maybe give a little rise to a woman who might be like me.

When we got to the party we did saw some people we knew in passing and went over to say hello, but most of the poeple we knew best were not coming tonight. This is a good and bad thing, since it forces us to step out of our shell and meet new people, however, I’m not sure either of us is really exited about the whole chatting up strangers thing. We have always had a tough time figuring out how to make the jump from talking about regular life stuff to sex and playing later. In my single days, I don’t think I ever spent much time actually talking about sex or sexual stuff. So we chatted up a few couples and hung out, waiting to see if the few people that we did actually get email responses from would show up.

After a while I decided that maybe some dancing would help lift GF’s mood and it would also help since she was a bit chilly. She’s always cold, but I’m sure it didn’t help that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. I don’t know how a little thong or something would keep a girl warmer but I do figure that it would cut down on the breeze and that might help. We danced a bit and for some reason I got in a much better mood. It looked like we wouldn’t be doing very well tonight but I stopped caring as much and started having a good time. I guess that’s what happens after I drank my 3^rd soda of the night.

I was under the impression that there would be some rather strict rules laid down about behaivor since there was still hotel staff there working and passing through checking on us. I was a bit wrong on that count. As the night wore on there were plenty of women getting topless and there was plenty of heavy petting going on all over the crowd. I even saw a couple show could have been my grand parents having the sexiest lap dance I’ver ever seen in my life. It was heating up in there and I even started to think that we might be able to score a cute couple in the end. As with most of these events they had a few things to give out and the DJ wasn’t going to do that without making sure he put on a show in doing it. To be honest I don’t know what pretense there was for the first two giveaways (which were for free admission to other local parties) but basically there were 4 or 5 people were called to the dance floor and made to sit in chairs. At this point people from the crowd were invited to come up and do their sexiest dance with the people sitting in the chair. This quickly becomes something straight out of a porn. Clothes come off, the people in the chairs (almost always women) are getting licked, touched, caressed, kissed, and whatever else short of full on sex that they can come up with for the duration of the song.

This is where my exhibitionist side comes out, well that and my competitive streak. I admit that when I am walking over to the girl sitting in her chair I am thinking of all the embarrassing ways I’m about to get shot down in front of 100 people. Then I say, fuck it, she’s a swinger, this is a party, and she sat down there. Of course that doesn’t exactly give me permission to have anal sex with her but I take that as tacit authorization to go for it. I grabbed GF’s hand and we went out there together and I had plans of tag teaming her and that way the 2 of us could guarantee winning. The girl sitting in the chair was a rather cute girl, young, thin, blond, and from her lack of pants I guessed that she wasn’t too inhibited. I took a position up front and GF started in the back, we were kissing and touching her all over, but there was at least 2 other girls trying to make their mark with this girl and I figured that my lack of boobs was going to make it rather hard for me to win. I was going to have to pull off something special. I feel a little bad admitting this but once I stared kissing her chest and moving down I don’t really remember what happened to anybody else there. I was on fire. I wanted to win and I wanted to fuck her right then and there. I was kissing her thighs and pulling her shirt off with the help of the others. Sucking on her nipples and running my hands over her body. I believe the other competitors got topless and were really pushing the limits and I started thinking that I was going to have to drop my pants, maybe my boxer briefs too. I figured what the hell, and undid the belt and buttons, at this point she started helping me and I got that “I want to fuck” look from her. I figured that this was my green light to keep going. When my pants hit the floor I noted the awkward position that I was in. Pants around the ankles, shoes still on, and black socks too. I didn’t want the song to end with me trying to take off my pants and shoes, nor did I want to have some sort of moment where I stumbled with my pants around my ankles and fell down. Not exactly sexy. I didn’t bother taking off my shoes or anything else I just started dry humping her in the chair and her legs went up in the air (actually I’m a little fuzzy about the details here but I think think that’s what happened). I think at this time I had pretty much scared the other woman and GF off. I wasn’t making room for them and I didn’t need any help, I was going to win this competition if even if I had to break dance in my underwear. Then the idea hit me, pick her up and bounce her up and down like we were fucking standing up. Yea, that should do it. So I leaned in, kissed her neck and told her to put her arms around me. I wasn’t 100% that I could lift her from this position but I was determined. Once I got her up in the air she and I worked pretty well together making sure she didn’t slip to much and we bounced there like that for a long time, or at least it seemed like forever. Fucking standing up like that would have been pretty good, having a thong covered crotch and most of a woman’s body weight bouncing on the tip of my erection however, wasn’t the most pleasurable thing ever. I just concentrated on 2 things. Not dropping her and not dropping her. As the song ended I realized that I’d been doing this for about a minute or so and I was really getting tired and I let her down. Thankfully without any injury on either of our parts. Apparently this was more than enough to win the contest and actually I seemed to have all the female eyes in the place on me as I put my shirt on and pulled my pants back on. The only bad part about pulling a stunt like that is the moment right after it ends and you have to compose yourself as best you can with everybody watching you.

At this point I realized that I had gone a little crazy with it and I wasn’t sure how GF would feel about it and I had no idea how her husband would respond. Well there was only a tiny doubt that GF would be mad, since she is pretty easy going and seems to encourage me getting involved with these contests and such. Still I figured I should quickly take stock and also make sure there wasn’t an angry husband coming my way. There wasn’t, and GF didn’t seem upset so it seemed like everything was OK. I also sort of figured that was a good sign that we should try to talk to them and make a play date for later that night.

We talked to one of the other couples that we had emailed and it seemed like a great conversation but they didn’t really give us the time of day later so I don’t know what that was about. Now this is where I think the night really was a dud for GF. In all the couples we talked to the guys were really uninterested in her and didn’t really flirt at all with her. This is not usually the case, in fact in some cases they are practically molesting her at parties and clubs. There are always a bunch of guys trying to get with her and their wives aren’t really interested. Now, even after that display, there weren’t women fawning all over me, the lack of attention really was a big change. I can understand how that would be a bit depressing, and considering that I didn’t think she was all the excited to be there in the first place that made her really feel bad. I know that i’ve been in a funk like that when I’ve felt like nobody wanted me, so I felt for her. It also wasn’t helping that we still didn’t have plans for later. Nobody seemed to be offering and we didn’t have any other tricks up our sleeves.

The party ended and we moved upstairs to the floor that had been blocked off for the party and the party continued there for a few more hours. The problem with the hotel parties is that it doesn’t seem like there is a lot of playing going on, or if there is it’s all behind doors and you would never know. We bounced between a few rooms for a while and it became apparent that there was going to be no love for us that night. We left around 3 and by the time we got home we both just collapsed in the bed.

There is another party this Wednesday that we are heading to and I think that I’ll be back to the role of second banana to her big boobs and long legs. Which is alright since I don’t know if I could handle a world where she wasn’t as desired by the other men in the room as she is desired by me.

Writing

I am in the middle of a post about our weekend but I thought I’d throw it out there to people that have blogs of their own. What do you write your posts with? Word, wordpress, etc? I have been trying out open office lately since I know my current computer is not long for this world and I don’t plan on buying a new copy of MSword which is by far my favorite way to type things. So if you have some thoughts on the subject I’d love to hear.

Weirdness Wednesday

I know I have it backward, but I like to be different. =)

1.) Have you ever taken your clothes off for money? Umm no, I don’t think I can think of anyone who would pay for that. This goes with the feeling I have sometimes that women are attracted to men in spite of their looks not because of them. I’m not saying I think I’m a toad, but I don’t imagine that I can think of a setting where it would even happen.

2.) Are you a morning person or a night owl? night owl all the way! It kills me that I’ve ended up in a line of work that has me getting up for work at 6am every morning.

3.) Do you take any kind of medication daily or regularly? If so, what? Does a danish count as medication? it might go back to yesterdays discussion of milkshakes and self medicating.

4.) Do you ever have naughty thoughts about any of your friends significant others? Umm yea. Luckily most, if not all, of them are in the lifestyle too and if we haven’t got to jump them yet, I’m thinking it would happen soon. Now that we are in world where we can indulge most of those fantasies, it seems like the women outside the lifestyle that i find attractive physically don’t really attract me otherwise.

5.) What are your favorite comfort foods? Chocolate milkshakes, french fries, and beef stew

6.) Would you rather direct a porn or star in one? Star in one, I love the whole exhibitionism of it. I think that’s why the idea of sexing up my posts like the last one seem to appeal to me, I feel like that is a way to perform for the readers a little.  I love it when we are playing at parties and being part of a big group where people can watch and see what’s going on, and there have been a few times where GF and I have not felt like playing with any of the other couples at a party and we had sex with ourselves. I get a little extra rise out of stuff like that.

7.) Have you ever seen a “donkey show“? Would you ever be interested in seeing one? No i haven’t but if there is ever a chance I’m totally going in. I love freak shows and have made it a policy to go and see the midgets/bearded woman/worlds (most) whatever at all the fairs and such that we go to. It cracks me up, and wouldn’t a donkey show story be a great post?

8.) On a scale of 1 to 10, how gullible of a person would you say you are? I think I’m a pretty big skeptic, however I do get suckered by advertising once in a while.