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AL    It was about time you pushed that milk wiener out of the way, he´s been making everybody wait for at least four days, and for what???? He´s more of a sceerdy cat than Steve. To answer your question: E smiley face : / /{=}!!!!!!!! I did it with a guy.

Steve Ellen    {/i}{/b}{/sex}
What? I'm a sceerdy cat? I'm a prompt poster. If this campfire was an orgy, I'd have my pants zipped up and be on the way home before you could finish saying, "Why don't we have a little foreplay first?"

I am quick and efficient. "Are we going to have sex tonight?" she asked me. "We already had it," I said. "Twice."

She said, "But you need to slow down and help me enjoy it, too. We need to cuddle and coo for awhile and work up to it gradually."

"What are we working up to?" I asked.

"An orgasm of course."

"So I had my orgasm. Now you can have yours while I do something interesting like play this video game."

"You're not a good lover at all," she said.

"So go date Brad Pitt or Ben Affleck or Matt Damon. I'm sure they'll want to spend three hours 'working' you up to an orgasm. And I do mean 'work'."

"If you loved me you would take the time to give me pleasure," she said.

I said, "If you loved me you'd have an orgasm when you heard me knock on your door. You'd start rubbing your thighs together whenever you heard anybody mention my name."

"You're being ridiculous."

"Well, you're being the orgasm judge. How fast, how slow. Do it this way. Do it that way."

"You're the least sexiest man in the world."

"Tell it to my orgasm."

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Gosh, am I really that obnoxious? Heeheeheeee...

Deelyte- Chillin'    A man who ends his post with that question? And asks one to converse with his orgasm? How curious, and especially from one who Fire claims his testicles were ripped off years ago and made into a nice set of earrings? Hmmm...get the clamps, they must be growing back! But on to 'bigger' things! From the start of his post...That must be the original meaning of the phrase, "Minute-Men" and it puts a whole new slant of the Revolutionary War!

My fire, what a plethora of topics! I am thinking someone must have slipped a Spanish Fly into your drink! Hang on, woman, it's going to be a long night! I would have to say the phone sex would be my fav! Men are never around when something good happens!

WHAT'S YOUR FUNNIEST and/or WEIRDEST WHOOPIE-MAKING ANECDOTE?

Weirdest? Well now that would depend on your point if view I suppose, and wierd for me would be 'hey, quick, call the cops' for normal people. Valueing my freedom, I'll go with funniest!

A funny disaster involves the ex-hubby, here-to-fore referred to as 'the first and the worst' and a lambskin proflactic! After telling him I wanted a little excitement, he sprung for the high-dollar lambskin ones instead of the regular and we were in the living room of our trailer participating in a group activity, we will loosely refer to as sex, when the neighbor knocked and peered through the window of our plate-glass trailer door! We lept up, tossed on the robes and as I hauled hiney for the back my ex went to the door. The idiot neighbor stayed for over an hour talking and all the while he was chatting, nature was taking it's course and it IS a dry hot climate in Texas. After an hour and a half, and the ex lacking the stamina to prevent it, the well dried up. Lambskin shrinks and apparently takes foreskin and every other skin with it! He was 'stuck like chuck' to say the least! I can still hear his howls of pain in trying to remove said additon to his anatomy! (such as it was) Let's just say, Baa Baa Black sheep and his three bagsful of wool, didn't have anything of this man! In retrospect, I suppose I could have mentioned to the knuckle-draggin idiot that adding water might help, but as it was...he had no interest for several weeks. Every cloud has a silver lining!

As for funny things that have happened to ME, during the act of sex, the number of episodes is far high and the episodes themselves would cause you to reel with disbelief! This forum is not near ready! lol

Thanks for the plug on my first contest! And I wait with bated breath to read the following posts!!



MaryLou    2. TRUTH OR DARE ~ WHERE's THE WILDEST * RISKIEST * MOST BIZARRE place you've ever done the Matress Mambo or WHAT'S YOUR FUNNIEST and/or WEIRDEST WHOOPIE-MAKING ANECDOTE?

Wildest Place?

On the hood of a truck parked next to a busy interstate freeway

Okay, just kidding...but I'd like to someday!

The real Wildest/riskiest Place...in my sister's backyard - We got caught by my brother-in-law! hehe

Funniest Anecdote

Well, in a hotel with a guy, I dressed up in a leather policewoman outfit and arrested and handcuffed the "thug" Then I made him do unspeakable things to me hehe. It ended with me dropping a chocolate cream pie on the carpet, but which didn't hinder me from picking some of it up and smearing it all over his body. A food fight ensued, after he got the blindfold off! hehe...Good times! *sigh*

AL    OK Fire! That´s a tough question. I mean WEIRD, BIZARRE, FUNNY? If you mean "funny" as in "strange" it´s easier to count the times when everything was even CLOSE to normal! Though I am absolutly sick and tired of the entire weaker sex, (weaker as in feeble minded), I´ve had my fair share and then some.

I´ll tell you though, the most bizarre first date I´ve ever had was a hum-dinger!

THE EGO OF SOME PEOPLE!!

I didn´t know the guy very well, but was acquainted to him him through friends, and he was to say the least, gorgeous, charming and witty. (well, that´s what he made himself out to be in public anyway)
He asked me if we could meet sometime and maybe go out somewhere. I said sure, and invited him over to my place for dinner first ( I´m a very good cook) and then we could go out somewhere later.

OK... So he comes over, and I´d cooked a great meal and had a bottle of white wine to go with it, candles on the table and the whole thing.

NOW, I couldn´t find the corkscrew even though I looek everywhere. ( I don´t usually drink wine, I´m a beer drinker.) So this dashingly handsome "gentleman" says- " Don´t worry about it, I can fix that!" and smashes the bottle against the table, opening it of course but with glass and wine flying all over the place.
In chock, I say- " don´t you think it might be a little dangerous to drink it now with all those little pieces of glass in it?"
So he says- " Well I can fix that too", and starts messing around in my cupboards until he found the coffee filters and proceeded to filter the wine through it, pouring the the remaining wine into two coffee cups.

Now I was starting to get a little worried.

Anyway, we ate the food and drank the wine (without our throats being cut to shreds), and had some laughs about the whole thing, so I started to relax again.

So now we were going to go out, so I left the kitchen to get my coat and handbag, and fix my hair a little. I came back to the kitchen and was FLABBERGASTED!!!

The guy is standing stark naked by the counter banging his ding-dong against the cuttingboard like some insane Voodoo priest, with this enormous grin on his face!

I just stood there, frozen.

Now he commences to dancing around the kitchen, wiggling his booty every three seconds.
When I finally was able to speak again, I screamed- " WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING??!!?"

He turns around, still grinning, and says-"Women are always complaining about not having enough foreplay. They don´t understand that this IS the foreplay."

When I threw him out, he had this really surprised and confused look on his face.
I suppose on his way home he was thinking- "I just don´t understand women, you try to do everything right, and this is what you get!"

MAN AM I SICK OF MEN!!!

Steve Ellen    Is anybody ever going to fix the ML in this place? Alright, I'll give it a try. I don't know if any of this will work, but let's see. {/center}{/b}{/center}{/b}

Next question is: Why is Of Fire Born away indefinitely? Did she give up on us?

Al, you sound like an excellent woman. The kind that would not be constantly hounding a man to take out the garbage or fix the sink. You would just assume from the start that he was useless. I like that attitude in a woman. It takes the pressure off. I've always thought that the ideal wife would be one that lived next door and invited me to dinner occasionally.

I think some of the most "different" sex I ever had was with a Korean mistress.

In case you aren't familiar with the arrangement around overseas army bases, the men often have a "steady" girlfriend who they pay a monthly fee, sort of a modified form of prostitution, so I will just call her a mistress. She was young and lived with a Korean family who kept two girls in their house for the soldiers. The couple had a young son of their own. No one in the house spoke more than a few words of english.

I was young myself. Everything about the experience was "different". The people looked different, the houses were different, the clothes were different, the food was different, the language was different. The only thing that was exactly the same as anywhere else was love and sex and money and soldiers.

I suppose there are people who travel all over the world so that they can have sex in different places with different people. It's easy for me to see the attraction of that. However, my own life was very ordinary. No wild travel adventures other than a year in Southeast Asia.

Deelyte- Chillin'    Steve, I have been searching high and low for Fire as well. No sign of her.

AL! That first date saga had me rolling. He would be a brave man indeed if he'd banged his unmentionables on a chopping board around me! I fear I would have had to oblige him. lol But, I must admit to being a little impressed with this feat all the same. Just proves my theory about men. If they have big brains, they'd be lucky to scrape the drawer handle with their unmentionables. But, give them a brain the size of a pea and they are veritable bankwalkers!

For all of you who are not from Texas and do not know the term 'bankwalker,' let me enlighten you. An old story from my Poppa says it best. When all the local boys would go swimming at the local swimming hole, they would strip down to their alltogethers and hop naked into the water. Now, the boys who had been blessed would get out of the water and strut around on the bank, while the rest hit the water and stayed hidden until it was time to go. So...the term bankwalker is used both for the braggarts who strut around bragging, and the ones who actually have something to brag about! Just a little Texas lore to 'school' you who do not know! But...I digress!

Men, that's the topic. Seems there are no men blessed with cutting wit and cutting board abilities! Indeed all men are NOT created equal.

MaryLou    hmmmm bad sex/date stories, huh? For me, the two go hand-in-hand, because I've never had a date that didn't involve sex. hahaha just kidding...well maybe.

So let's see....do any of you remember that episode on Friends in which the three women were discussing bad sex experiences, and one of them talked about the guy who would always cry "Was it good for you?" Well, believe it or not, I had the same thing happen to me!

Only HE didn't wait til after it was over to ask. Oh no, he asked ALL the way through! He kept saying things like: "You like that? How does that feel? Is that good?" At first, I thought it was nice that he'd been considerate of how I was feeling, but finally it got to the point that I wanted to scream, "Would you just shutup and get on with it?!"

MOO for President    I don't know if I should wait another four days for this post...but I have the time, its my turn and I want to defend my honor. AS I said to Fire I work a weird schedule, 12 hour shifts at different days of the week, which means I'm either sleeping, working or doing other things when I get a turn to then only find out I've been skipped.

I guess in the funniest, weirdest, Bazariest sex things I'm just a man. I'm sorry ladies but I'm a true romantic and love-making is meant to be enjoyed; not laughed at. Foreplay is my forte and I have experimented with food products, toys that hummmmmm when turned on. I'm sure you don't want to hear about those...

I once had sex in the front seat of my 1975 Mercury Cougar that was just parked behind the garage of the apartment complex I lived in. It was broad daylight and the rather long nose of my car was clearly visible. I also made love on the front lawn of my house in hopes that one of my neighbors (known to watch through windows) would see us. There was also the time when the ex-wife and I were in the barn propped on a hay bale when her son walked to the barn and saw us.

Of Fire Born ~ welcome, 2012!    Ya gotta give those young farm boys credit for ingenuity, don't ya? By the way, Milkie-Poo-Who ~ I'm laffin' so hard at yer Halloween Season Nickname I'm teetering perilously on the edge of a bladder accident. Not laugh at sex, you say? Oh my GAWD, this lad is sooooo innocent and young, young, YOUNG! It's wunnerful, indeed, to inject romance into love making, Count Milkula ~ but as you grow older you also realize that to be able to laugh at yourself ~ ESPECIALLY when it comes to the grand goofs often associated with intimacy ~ is truly a wonderful tonic. I adore romance ~ but I also adore laughter and joy. And at a time when we humans are at our absolute most vulnerable ~ during intimacy ~ sometimes the romance is IN the laughter and joy of it all. Otherwise, what do you DO when a forceful thrust causes a noisy expulsion of air from an orifice not usually associated with same? Crawl into a hole and pull the turf in over yourself? And what of those pesky little instances of being on your knees and gazing lovingly over your shoulder at him one minute and then, having lost your balance in the throes of passion, finding your face flattened against the headboard the next? I mean, you can only float that old "I was chasing parked cars" story past friends and family once or twice, yannow...

I won't EVEN get into busted bedboards, inadvertently donning each other's underwear in a panic-stricken, darkness-impaired, wholly imptomptu rush FROM justice, washcloths draped in captivating places, and Buck Naked Bingo...

Suffice it to say that lovemaking can be very serious and romantic - and can also be downright hilarious and romantic. Truth to tell, I enjoy both... immensely.

... At least ~ what I can remember of them. [insert heavy sigh].

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By: AL
Added: Mon, 10/11/2004 @ 4:31pm
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AL    I just wrote this really long thing here and then I pushed some wrong button and everything disappeared. So I give up, and give my turn to someone who might know how this computor crap works. But to sum it up, Romance is for babies and dreamers, and count milkula, and other believers in illusion. The owls are not what they seem.

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By: Steve Ellen
Added: Mon, 10/11/2004 @ 7:19pm
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Steve Ellen    Don't worry, Al, because Of Fire Born knows the wrong button to push as well. Right, Fire? Why don't they put the "Skip My Turn" button ABOVE the text box instead of below it? Somebody email the StoryMaster with that suggestion.

Count Milkula, I was puzzled in your story when I reached the sentence: "It was in broad daylight and the long nose of my car was clearly visible." Is that another one of those euphemisms like "bankwalker"? And congratulations to you!

I have to agree with those who think sex is funny. In fact, it is arguably the funniest thing that a human can ever do. Just to think that right at this moment there are millions of humans contemplating sticking their body parts into other humans' bodies... It's either funny or disgusting, or possibly pleasurable. Maybe it's mysterious and exciting? It's probably the root cause of 90% of human psychological problems.

Whatever it is, it's hard to meet anyone who doesn't have some kind of obsession, fetish, or behavior kinks involving sex. Fortunately, it all usually remains hidden from public view, but I guess we have all had a glimpse of some friend's inner oddness.

Of course, what's great is when you meet someone who has an oddness complementary to your own. The sadist meets the masochist, the voyeur meets the exhibitionist, the barefooter meets the foot fetishist, the mooner meets the butt lover, the chub meets the chubby chaser, the mattress tester meets the bed collector, the dog lover meets a young Golden Labrador Retriever that ran away from home, the inny meets the outy, and so on with all the other pairs, couples, and strange duets. And let's not forget the triples, circles, groups, and gangs.

Sex, sex, sex. It's everywhere. And now, thanks to Viagra, even your 90-year-old grandparents are doing it. That's probably one of those cases where the meter leans more towards "disgusting" than "funny"... Unless you are 90 yourself in which case you probably found my remark very exciting.

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By: Deelyte- Chillin'
Added: Mon, 10/11/2004 @ 7:54pm
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Deelyte- Chillin'    What a treat to hear ole Steve waxing philosophical! I myself find that laughter IS the best medicine and sex is the best disease! lol You know why the give Viagra out to the old men in nursing homes, don't ya? To keep them from rolling out of bed! Fire sounds like you have quite an 'active' life to look back on anyway. I suppose I have something to look forward to. Steve has given me hope. Maybe one day I'll meet someone who has an oddness complementary to my own. LOL Have to run off to feed the lil darlings. It's chicken fried steak and gravy night and I don't want to hold up the group.

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By: MaryLou
Added: Mon, 10/11/2004 @ 8:31pm
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MaryLou    So....this is interesting! Let's divulge our own oddnesses, shall we? I'll go first!

Mine is...dum dum...I LOVE to be spanked, therefore I love the naughty schoolgirl/stern principal fantasy. I could do it all day long! yummmmmm

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By: MOO for President
Added: Wed, 10/13/2004 @ 3:06am
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MOO for President    my sexual oddities...

I can't say that I liked to be spanked, whipped or covered in whipped cream. I don't think I would like to hear a woman call me my online nickname when she has her orgasm. (for those of you who don't know my nickname is "Moo").

Well, it has been so long since I've been with someone that I can't remember any of my oddities... I need a life and a woman...lol

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By: Of Fire Born ~ welcome, 2012!
Added: Wed, 10/13/2004 @ 6:10am
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Of Fire Born ~ welcome, 2012!    Muuuu-ha-haaaaaaa! Count Milkula, you have personally been responsible these three days past for causing my Attends budget to triple... which, I suppose, is better than udderitis. ANYWAY....Whilst reading your rather brief post, I of course at first thought that you meant you'd like to hear your lady shriek, "COUNT MILLLLLLLLKULA!!!! at her orgasmic pinnacle ~ until you clarified this issue. You might be able to make me purrrrrrrr - but NEVAH shall I EVAH moo! I mean, REALLY! You been hanging around Steve Ellen too long! And Schteven - wheyah haff you been at the Befuddlement campsite? Hiding in the outhouse or sumpin'? I, too, very much enjoyed reading you waxing philosophical earlier on - you are a many facetted Mayun, indeed. Personally, I think you relish carving notches in your quill as you dash about breaking hearts all over Writing.comville, you dapper devil.

Al, DAHLINK! Don't feel bad about that episode of erasing/skipping turn - I did the very same thing trying to make a post (of course a very long one and at 4 AM or so)to Steve's campfire, The Befuddlement, while I was feeling truly punk ~ and I thought Steve dumped my turn and wrote to him and threatened him with cyber bodily harm! . He was VERY sweet about it - he wrote something like, "I think you may have accidentally skipped your turn - the button for skipping is close to the button for entering a post". Of course, the parenthetical "YA DUMB SH-T!" he typed in disappearing ink.....what a Gentleman!

Glad you're with us Golden my sweet! BOY do I understand about Midterms, having just graduated last May at my advanced age. Hang in there, babe! What are you majoring in, BTW?

Dee-Dee!!!!! GREAT BIG OLE SLOBBERY SMOOCH ON DA CHEEK (facial, if you please). How's that delightful man you're bedding with? (Your husband, I mean....guffaw.) We HAVE TO MEET someday - you being in Texas and all. Is there a stagecoach line from yer place to Midland?

AND MARY LOU WHO, YOU STINKER!!!!!!!!!! I cannot tell you how much I appreciate this merit badge!!! God love your little heart - those are so expensive!!!!! THEN to come here and learn that you and I share something VERY MUCH in common - my hugest fantasy is being spanked - and I used to be a cop !!! I think every strong, vibrant, intelligent women sometimes wish there was one feller out there strong enough to handle things as well as she has to daily, were she to surrender them to him. The trouble is, when you take that huge leap of faith and he drops the ball, it's absolutely devastating - and you go right back to being vigilant and strong. Ah, phooey! Life is a cunundrum, is it not, ladies and gents? And me without mah cookin' spoon....

TOPIC: What is your most delicious intimate fantasy - that includes you guys!!! Truth or dare here - no making fun of fantasies - honesty counts (ROFL). Tell us a short story here! For the busy brethern/sisteren among us - you can just dash off a few lines - but let's try for a paragraph or two apiece.... OK? HIT IT!

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By: Deelyte- Chillin'
Added: Tue, 10/19/2004 @ 3:27pm
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Deelyte- Chillin'    First of all, Fire dear, I am sure there is a stagecoach line that will get you somewhere close, anyway. I can saddle up the mule and come get ya from wherever they drop you off! lol

Most delicious, intimate fantasy, huh? It would figure that the waters would part and allow me to be the first to post following that prompt! Sheeze, my luck is devine.

Let me set the scene. It is the first of the month and I am in my dream home (running water, electricity and all major appliances) and it is high noon. The mailman who delivers to the business across the street features in this fantasy. (except for he doesn't have the long monkey-like arms or the huge bulbous forehead-He does have the butt so tight he could crack walnuts!) I invite him in for a drink of lemonade and a brief respite from the hot Texas sun. He is veeery appreciative of my offer and sets his mailbag down on the living room floor while he takes me up on my offer. I know I am just using him, but I can't seem to stop myself nor does he seem to mind. Our eyes meet and he seems to know what I want without me having to utter a word. He reaches down and unzips while whispering..."I could lose my job over this" I watch him in complete facination.

"I will never tell!"

He grabs a handful and hauls it out through the hole the unzipping has created. I have asked, no begged him so many times, he lingers wanting to keep me in anticipation and mesmorized. My breathing becomes heavy. I am admiring the view. As his hands begin to find a rhythm, he goes faster and faster until...

The stack of dollar off coupons lying on the table is huge and I know I won't be paying full price for Winston Ultra lights for a long, long time. I am trembling from head to toe. He looks me in the eye, re-zips, and asks, "Is that enough?"

I nod and tell him that if he wants, he can come back anytime...so long as there is no car in the drive. He nods and scoots out the door. My mailman, my weakness, my satisfaction!

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By: MaryLou
Added: Tue, 10/19/2004 @ 4:39pm
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MaryLou    ahem, fire born, why do you not suggest coming to visit ME in a stagecoach in our beloved state of Texas?! We could take turns spanking each other! hehe

My most delicious fantasy, aye? Well, that's not hard at all! It is to have a threesome! Yes, a threesome with a married couple (not just any one, I DO have a specific couple in mind).

To begin with, he would watch me and his wife kissing and touching for a long while until he couldn't control himself anymore. THEN he would approach us and.....he would kick him out of the room. Yes, that's right! We wouldn't need no stinkin' man! hehehehehehehe

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By: Steve Ellen
Added: Mon, 11/8/2004 @ 7:43pm
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Steve Ellen    Okay, weirdoes. Mister Normal is here. Sorry to spoil your whacked-out funfest, but my fantasies are pretty ordinary. I learned in 2nd grade that fantasies don't come true. I kept hoping my 2nd grade teacher would kidnap me and take me to her house where I could live in the backyard. Didn't happen. Third grade, same fantasy, same nothing happened. 4th grade, 5th grade... By 6th grade I was beginning to realize that I wasn't going to make it with the teacher. School nurse? After I begged her for my third "medical" exam she dumped me. Finally by 7th grade I was reduced to hitting on the hair-net ladies in the cafeteria. "Your melons sure look good today..." But no luck there, either.

Then in 8th grade I discovered an out-of-the-way janitorial closet where I also discovered that I didn't need a teacher to achieve pleasure. I learned how to "grade my own papers"... Heh heh... That worked well until I tumbled out when the door was suddenly opened. "I was looking for a mop," I said as I pulled up my pants.

But soon it was off to high school where my luck changed. In the chess club I met Dottie, a footsie player. She made a long chess game interesting by sneaking her toes up between my legs, and coincidentally guaranteeing a win for herself. "Whoops!" I yelled at a tournament as chess board and pieces went flying everywhere thanks to an orgasmic spasm. Good old Dottie. I should have asked her for a date. She would have probably said yes.

It was also fun sitting next to Hilda in math class where I could lean back and look down her loose blouse. No bra. Nice. I fell over backwards, hit my head and got a concussion. My friend asked me next day, "Did you know you were unzipped?" How embarrassing. But in the pursuit of pleasure one must be able to endure some embarrassment.

In college I went on a first date with a girl who liked to wrestle. She wasn't saying no, she just wanted me to work for it. She was strong. We wrestled for hours. Finally she let me win, but I was too exhausted to have sex. Maybe that was her plan all along.

Women are strange. One girl didn't want to do anything with me until I threw a blanket over her head. As soon as she was in the dark she became completely docile. It was like rubbing a frog's stomach or turning a chicken upside down. I could have done anything, but she was freaking me out. She couldn't do it as long as she could see me.

And how many people have had sex in their "sleep"? Yeah, like you wouldn't wake up with the bedsprings creaking?

And what is it with girls who want to blow you while you are driving? It's only by the grace of God that we didn't run head-on into an 18-wheeler that night. Don't women know that sometimes the male can lose consciousness for a moment? Zheez!

Hmmm... I see that I have drifted off of the "fantasy" topic and into the "reality" topic. I don't know what my current fantasy is. Meet a millionaress on the internet and live happily ever after? Say, I'll bet I could find my 2nd grade teacher somewhere on the internet...

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By: Deelyte- Chillin'
Added: Mon, 11/8/2004 @ 8:32pm
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Deelyte- Chillin'    LOL Oh my stars and garters! How could you, in good conscience, interduce yourself as Mr. Normal before going on that tirade! If ya ever tell me someone is normal, I'm gonna run like hell for the hills! Fantasy...huh? I think the only one I have that is repeatable is the one of watching a guy "grade his own papers" sort to speak! LOL

Guess I am a closet watcher! Not that I keep my eyes on closets to see what they will do, but that I fantasize about watching others from afar. Does that mean I am lazy? LOL Nah, probably not. Probably some latent bad girl hangups from the ultra religious upbringing! "I wasn't doing anything...really...I was just watching!" Ok, is there a couch I can lie down on in here, I think I am going to need therapy! I guess I will just have to go ask Aunt Blabby! I have enjoyed reading along, but frankly...you people are far to brave! lol

Dee

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By: AL
Added: Tue, 11/9/2004 @ 6:50am
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AL    Sorry folks, but I just can´t do this. For one thing I don´t have any fantasies. The only sastisfying fantasy I could imagine having is some guy leaving me alone and getting the hell away from me. This Sex stuff is just not my bag anymore. I´m totally fed up with it. So until the subject is changed, You guys have fun!!

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By: MOO for President
Added: Sun, 03/20/2005 @ 10:33am
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MOO for President    Sorry it took so long for me to respond on my turn... This man just returned from Mars... and boy was there a lot of women there...


So let's start with a new topic...

You are on a deserted island with only a laptop, a digital camera, microphone and your mouse. You are able to contact a wealthy member of the opposite sex who has a large yacht. They say that their boat can be brought to your coordinates for a price, for you to show all of your god given accesories on line... do you expose yourself to be rescued?

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By: MaryLou
Added: Sun, 03/20/2005 @ 8:36pm
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MaryLou    well, since I've exposed myself without having to be rescued, I'd say "Sure!"

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