Robert Day likes thisDa Mule wrote:It might be the worst sexual thing you've ever done.Aiee! It burns! wrote:is celibacy a sin ?
Wait, what? Damn you Facebook!!
It's like you're not even trying.Speedbump wrote:Okay, to bring this back from the dead.
1. Took my sister-in-law to a swingers party and shared her with 3 different couples and two single females. My wife and I were separated at the time.
2. Girl "A" comes over - She and I have some fun for a while and she passes out in my bedroom. Girl "B" comes over and wants to be naughty so I end up hooking up with her in the guest bedroom while girl "A" is slepping.
3. End up playing spin the bottle at a party with my (former) girlfriend's sister and some of her friends. She spins and the bottle lands on me. So, despite the fact that she is gay, we end up kissing. Later that night I had a threesome with her and HER girlfriend while MY girlfriend was hanging out with some friends in the kitchen. The girlfriend was totally cool with it. Later that night I also did MY girlfriend. It was a hell of a party!
I concur! wheres the sleeze?Dr. Pyro wrote:Rank amature.
...........................................RangerTurtleDove wrote:Okay now mind you, I was 21...hehehe.
So I was moving back to Arizona after a two year stint in Providence,RI. I had dated a good list of men, but never really got serious with any but one (we will call him boy A), and we had a bit of a falling out a few months before. So the Friday before I leave I figure time for some goodbye sex. I make a few calls and no one seems to be around except for boy B. So we make plans to meet in the morning, walk by the ocean, and say our goodbyes. Mind you it had never really worked out with boy B because he had been a little wishy washy. But the sex was decent. So getting ready to meet up with boy B when I get a call from boy C, who had not answered earlier. So I tell Boy C we can do lunch later that day, but in the morning I was saying goodbye to family. Meet up with boy B for breakfast/hike. Have some sex, say our goodbyes. He cries, begs me to stay in RI..begs me to be with him at least for the rest of the day. This is why boy B hadn't really worked out in the first place, so I pry him off my leg, wipe his tears, and head on over to boy C's house. Boy C and I have some amazing sex, and he makes me lunch. At this point ignoring text messages from boy B. I think we also watched some baseball (he was a fellow redsocks fan). He tells me he wants to move to Arizona to be with me. I tell him to feel free to call me if he can make it, but being the total commitment-a-phobe that I was...I roll out of there pretty quick after that. I'm feeling pretty giddy and getting ready to spend my night packing when I get a call from Boy A. He heard I was moving, and wouldn't it be nice to have one last night together? How could I say no? He was my Boy A! So I went over to his place, had some excellent sex (third time in the day is a charm?) delayed my flight for the weekend so we could camp and have more excellent sex...and did not answer and calls or texts from B or C, who both wanted to talk to me when I made it to AZ. Finally, after all of that goodbye sex. I left Rhode Island.
And changed my number.
one might think, after that story, you were moving to Boston.......RangerTurtleDove wrote:Okay now mind you, I was 21...hehehe.
So I was moving back to Arizona after a two year stint in Providence,RI. I had dated a good list of men, but never really got serious with any but one (we will call him boy A), and we had a bit of a falling out a few months before. So the Friday before I leave I figure time for some goodbye sex. I make a few calls and no one seems to be around except for boy B. So we make plans to meet in the morning, walk by the ocean, and say our goodbyes. Mind you it had never really worked out with boy B because he had been a little wishy washy. But the sex was decent. So getting ready to meet up with boy B when I get a call from boy C, who had not answered earlier. So I tell Boy C we can do lunch later that day, but in the morning I was saying goodbye to family. Meet up with boy B for breakfast/hike. Have some sex, say our goodbyes. He cries, begs me to stay in RI..begs me to be with him at least for the rest of the day. This is why boy B hadn't really worked out in the first place, so I pry him off my leg, wipe his tears, and head on over to boy C's house. Boy C and I have some amazing sex, and he makes me lunch. At this point ignoring text messages from boy B. I think we also watched some baseball (he was a fellow redsocks fan). He tells me he wants to move to Arizona to be with me. I tell him to feel free to call me if he can make it, but being the total commitment-a-phobe that I was...I roll out of there pretty quick after that. I'm feeling pretty giddy and getting ready to spend my night packing when I get a call from Boy A. He heard I was moving, and wouldn't it be nice to have one last night together? How could I say no? He was my Boy A! So I went over to his place, had some excellent sex (third time in the day is a charm?) delayed my flight for the weekend so we could camp and have more excellent sex...and did not answer and calls or texts from B or C, who both wanted to talk to me when I made it to AZ. Finally, after all of that goodbye sex. I left Rhode Island.
And changed my number.
If this is your opinion of average sexual stuff, I pity the women you are sleeping withFire_Moose wrote:RangerTurtleDove wrote:Okay now mind you, I was 21...hehehe.
So I was moving back to Arizona after a two year stint in Providence,RI. I had dated a good list of men, but never really got serious with any but one (we will call him boy A), and we had a bit of a falling out a few months before. So the Friday before I leave I figure time for some goodbye sex. I make a few calls and no one seems to be around except for boy B. So we make plans to meet in the morning, walk by the ocean, and say our goodbyes. Mind you it had never really worked out with boy B because he had been a little wishy washy. But the sex was decent. So getting ready to meet up with boy B when I get a call from boy C, who had not answered earlier. So I tell Boy C we can do lunch later that day, but in the morning I was saying goodbye to family. Meet up with boy B for breakfast/hike. Have some sex, say our goodbyes. He cries, begs me to stay in RI..begs me to be with him at least for the rest of the day. This is why boy B hadn't really worked out in the first place, so I pry him off my leg, wipe his tears, and head on over to boy C's house. Boy C and I have some amazing sex, and he makes me lunch. At this point ignoring text messages from boy B. I think we also watched some baseball (he was a fellow redsocks fan). He tells me he wants to move to Arizona to be with me. I tell him to feel free to call me if he can make it, but being the total commitment-a-phobe that I was...I roll out of there pretty quick after that. I'm feeling pretty giddy and getting ready to spend my night packing when I get a call from Boy A. He heard I was moving, and wouldn't it be nice to have one last night together? How could I say no? He was my Boy A! So I went over to his place, had some excellent sex (third time in the day is a charm?) delayed my flight for the weekend so we could camp and have more excellent sex...and did not answer and calls or texts from B or C, who both wanted to talk to me when I made it to AZ. Finally, after all of that goodbye sex. I left Rhode Island.
And changed my number.
This is the worst sexual thing you've done thread, not the average sexual stuff you've done thread.
Sweet avatar.
melaniejane wrote:Why have I never seen this thread.... WHY? WHY? WHY?
But now I'm too scared to post.
But I just had to say something as I am "under" Grai.
Try us.tattoogoddess wrote:I think I would be banned from here if you guys knew the truth.
wh..sh wrote:Try us.tattoogoddess wrote:I think I would be banned from here if you guys knew the truth.
secrets+financial gain+sex=blackmailtattoogoddess wrote:wh..sh wrote:Try us.tattoogoddess wrote:I think I would be banned from here if you guys knew the truth.
Add sex plus monetary and you get.....
Also lived at a certain ranch for a place in Carson City.....
Who is good at math?
LMAO!!! Not quite. But I could if I wanted to. But no.graidawg wrote: secrets+financial gain+sex=blackmail
how do you know things about people in Barbie death Camp? do you have spies in the camp?Bay Bridge Sue wrote:Yeah, this new integrity sux!!!
BTW, we have had few of founders of noted best theme kamp in BRC who worked nevada Ranch Circuit, another noted photographer, and another who was videographer in related field. We shall nyet dosclose more, but those who know, know.
As long as YOU had fun, that's all that counts.tattoogoddess wrote:
Add sex plus monetary and you get.....
Also lived at a certain ranch for a place in Carson City.....
Who is good at math?