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July

July Mark and I are taking a trip. As part of it, we’re seeing some old friends of ours. It happens that these particular old friends have been through roughly the same situation as Mark and I have struggled with this year. From what I gather, the girl is sexually open and the guy, less so.

Mark ran into the guy over the weekend and they had time to talk. Mark came home wanting to have “the difficult conversations,” whatever that means. As if we haven’t been having difficult conversations for the past 18 months now. He wanted to talk about our plans for July, which may or may not include going to a sex party.

First I refused. I told him that I don’t want to go to a sex party if all I can do is look but not touch and if I constantly have to defer to him about what I can do. It’s the truth. I can look but not touch from home.

Still, I’ve given it some thought. I’ve tried to turn the situation around for the better. So, I say, guys, you have two girls here who are saying they are willing to do pretty much anything. (At least I am. I hesitate to speak for my friend, so if you are her, please chime in yourself.)

This is an opportunity. I say, guys, make some plans. Don’t wait until July 1st, start now. You’re in charge. You make up the rules. Set the agenda. Forget everything you’ve ever learned about being good Jewish boys and let’s have some fun.

What does a girl wear to a strip club?

I need to know by Saturday.

I’m counting on you.

And don’t forget, it’s winter here.

The plan

“Kidnap me,” she said, with a little laugh.

He looked surprised, unbelieving.

“What?” he asked.

“You heard me,” she said. “Kidnap me. I want you to. I dare you to.”

“You’re insane,” he laughed, lifting his beer and rolling his eyes.

“No, I’m not,” she said coolly, lifting her glass. “Send me out for an errand. Have me pick up your dry cleaning or run to the store for milk. Whatever,” she crossed her legs in his direction, pressing her knee against the edge of the bar.

He smirked, then drank more beer.

She continued, “I don’t want to know when it’s coming, so you’ll have to send me out on lots of errands before you make your move.”

“Great,” he laughed. “You’ll be picking up all of my dry cleaning for a while. Works for me.”

“Jerk,” she said with a thin smile. “Now, you don’t get off that easy. You have to do your part. Eventually.”

“Yeah?” he asked, gulping more beer.

“Yeah,” she shifted in her seat, leaning in a little closer. “See, I want you to snatch me. Cover my face, pretend to have a gun. Be creative,” she laughed wryly. “Push me into an alley or into a car, whatever.” She sipped her drink. “I want you to scare me.”

He widened his eyes.

“What you do after that is up to you,” she said with a smile. “You can rip my clothes off. You can be as rough or gentle as you want. You can bite me, lick my pussy, whatever. Fuck me. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is you scaring me. I want to be scared. Got it?” she laughed and emptied her glass.

He wiped his forehead, looking scared, then signaled the barkeeper for another round.

On bathroom sex

What’s the deal with fucking in a bathroom? I mean public restrooms. Don’t you people know what usually goes on in those places?

It’s just not hot to me. It’s worse than that — kind of gross.

But I want to be dirty. So I’m wrapping my mind around it. I’ll tell you right now, I’m gonna have to be really fucking horny. Like, sex deprived.

And I’m gonna have to leave it to you. Turn me on. Drive me insane. Make me forget everything else on the planet. I need to loose all sense of time and place. All I want to think about is you. Up against me, inside me.

Now. Not later. Make me impatient. Make my pussy ache with wanting you, make me sopping wet. Tell me how you’re going to hold me against the wall and lick my pussy until I come against your face. Tell me how you’re going to flip me around and fuck me from behind up against that same wall. Tell me how you’re going to come all over me. Tell me just how bad I want it.

Do you think you can do it? I want to hear you, please.

But I’m warning you, I’d rather fuck almost anywhere in public than in a bathroom.

Black hole

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