Chartreuse80
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Paul and I are still besties. I was his best person at his wedding several years ago!

for years I refused to fart in front of my husband. I was pregnant with our son and had terrible gas. He was playing a video game and I thought I was safe . Sooooo I let it go. And then he walked in, stopped short, picked up our cat, smelled it's butt, shrugged and tossed our cat into the hall. Then he said it smelled

I definitely take the cake on this one. That time that I nearly lost my virginity. I was 16, first real boyfriend that sexy times were involved with and we'd been together a year and done almost everything except PIV sex. So this one morning he took me shopping and the youths that we were, we couldn't keep our hands

Many years ago I was a virile 17-year-old with an equally enthusiatic 16-year-old girlfriend.

This happened to me! Boyfriend went downstairs and his dad asked him if he'd just murdered me based on the noises he'd been hearing. I couldn't make eye contact with his dad for quite awhile.

I had this happen once, too. We had been dating casually for a few weeks, and he was, uh... really good at all kinds of sex things that can be done with a guy's pants still on, but we hadn't actually had PIV sex yet.

Eventually we got down to it and he had turned most of the lights off, and I still actually hadn't seen

Okay, here is mine.

In the original 1980's cartoon? Not so much. She was sometimes a useful asset, but she fell one too many times into the damsel-in-distress category. She was basically the Lois Lane of that show. Ambitious reporter that gets in over her head a lot.

Later adaptions did her much more justice. The early 2000's cartoon

last year, i reconnected (via OkC!) with someone i'd been friends with 18 years ago. 18 years ago, he'd been this sweet boy with whom things had just never, you know, happened. we both seemed to have lots of qualities that the other person looked for in a mate, but those...qualifications? just never seemed like they

So this didn't involve any actual sex, but I invited a guy I'd seen a couple times in for a nightcap. I poured us a couple of drinks and went to use the bathroom, expecting to come out and talk a bit, make out, see where things went. He apparently had a different idea because I came out of the bathroom to find him

I was on a third date with a guy we'll call Joe. I hadn't had sex for a while and had offered on previous dates, but he wanted to wait, so I respected that. We go to the house that Joe is housesitting at for friends and start making out in the bedroom. I rip all of my clothes off in one smooth motion, tossing them to

My cats have interrupted sex for me. I lock them out when my boyfriend and I are having sexy times because they really like to watch and I hate their judgmental eyes.

I think everyone with pets has a similar story.

It was summer break from university so my boyfriend and I were back home with our parents to save money. My mum was a student and had evening classes at a college out of town. She had a class one night so I invited my boyfriend over. We had dinner and then headed to my room for good times. They were good times. Good,

After breaking up with my high school boyfriend and having a long, depressing freshman year of college, I met this guy named Clint at a summer beach party through friends. He was a perfect summer fling. He was an incredibly tall (6'7), sweet, laid back, brown curly haired stoner dude with a giant dick, and he lived

*Sigh*

I was 20 and he was 18. We were dating, but he wanted a girlfriend and I was in college and not ready to commit. We were making out and he unzipped my pants. I told him "ok, we can do this, but I'm still not going to be your girlfriend, we'll just be dating and having sex with each other." And he zipped my pants back

Both times with the same girlfriend. She let one slip while doing the old 69 right in my face. I couldn't stop laughing. End of sex.

The only thing I'll even willingly admit here is 4 close friends and I were all engaged in various conflagrations of sexual congress, in the living room, when my roommate came home. He was quite taken aback, and also slightly annoyed, as he had just purchased the furniture we were all fucking on earlier that very

It's going to have to be me, isn't it? Oh well. I never tire of it.