January 2011
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In high school he was that guy. The one all my friends hooked up with, passed around, and he liked it. Scratch that, he loved it. I dated everyone but him. He was the creative but undeniable frat boy type. We talked for hours, smoked out in his barn, and friend-cuddled. Let’s call him Anthony Kiedis of the Red Hot Chili Peppers (love his look in that...
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sex, music, & memory
I don’t have the best long-term memory. I have to memorize via association for anything to actually stick. But despite barely remembering what I learned last semester, song beats and lyrics come naturally to me. I can listen to a song twice or thrice and have most of the words and melody embedded for up to five years.
This means that when I have sex with music playing, I remember it with a...
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dancing with (& then kinkily fucking) the dj [part...
Hey you! Don’t skip part I of this post.
Listen to this song while you read!
…I felt Evan’s cock press against me as he handcuffed me. Then he got up, grabbed the chair in my bedroom and dominantly commanded:
“Bend over here.”
I obeyed and the very second I raised my ass, he plowed inside me. All I could do was moan-scream as his dick naturally banged against my cervix....
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dancing with (& then kinkily fucking) the dj [part...
Listen to this song while you read!
Tipsily stumble down the stairs. Pay $10. Take off long johns over tights and throw coat in corner. Push way through the crowd toward the speakers. Go hard or go home.
I was dancing in my usual extreme fashion. Isolating muscles, hip swivels, hands floating around with the builds in the music, ass thumping to the subwoofers. Wasn’t wearing anything...
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the redhead at the bar last night
I was recently in Cancun on my first beach vacation. Took me long enough. It was a last hurrah thing with my family. Given my ginger quality, I avoided the sun all week in order to avoid the burn and tried to spend time with my mom and sister instead of with the surrounding men. Basically, I was really bored.
Last night there, I finished drinking my way through the bar menu. An Ernest Hemingway....
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simple sentence
Time flies and last night I realized I hadn’t masturbated in a week. So I rolled up my sleeves (or rather took off my pajamas) and got to work.
I stroked myself quietly at first, feeling the pulse of my clit, determining the direction I would go in. I could hear the pounding going on the floor above my apartment…definitely cause for some inspiration. I circled carefully, slowly moving...
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slamming plus some surprises
When you move to a new big city, sex is just supposed to happen. Or at least that’s what I thought. I was totally ready for my previous drought to abruptly end as soon as I hit the concert and club scene. But alas, I don’t have a lot of patience. After a week and a half I decided to take the manual approach to getting laid.
I was perusing craigslist as I often do at 2am on a weekday...