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Printableonenitealone said: 
Oh yes, I love eating the cornet especially. 
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Anx said: onenitealone said:
Oh yes, I love eating the cornet especially.
i don't even know what a cornet is, but what the hell - dish it out. its the crunchy bit of your icecream... lol are you ready for submission
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onenitealone said: Okay, I can't believe I am going to post this but my last post dredged up something from the recesses of my mind...
YEARS ago, I'm talking about ten years ago here, I had this guy twice my age after me. I knew him quite well - he was an absolute sweetheart of a guy - but I wasn't interested that way. Every time I'd go out, he would make a beeline and flirt shamelessly. I was flattered but didn't really know what to do with the attention.  We were just friends as far as I was concerned...
Anyway, this one night, I was in this bar and these two unknown guys were in town. I cannot remember the whys and the wherefores but - somehow - I got chatting to them and they invited me back to the place they were staying. I got into a taxi with them (idiot  ) and we drove off. One of my abiding memories of that night is looking out of the back window and seeing the older guy that liked me getting soaked in the rain, waving at me with this sad look on his face...  
Anyway, I didn't know where the HELL we were going. Eventually, we pulled up at this large house and it turned out it was a VICARAGE. Thet were staying with their vicar friend in the next parish. To cut a long story short, I had my pick of all - or one - of them. One was a vicar (of course), the other was a hairdresser and the other was an embalmist. I chose the embalmist.  (It was just dirtier and sexier as a profession, for a start. Plus, he was dirty and sexy  ).
The next morning, I ordered a taxi and - as I was about to leave - the vicar was in his garden feeding his chickens. (I am not making this up ). He sort of made this lascivious eyebrow raise and asked if I would like to come back and visit again soon. I thanked him for the offer, left and put it down to experience. I still can't believe it happened, in some ways.
Typing all that out, I realise I was a lot stupider/braver in my youth than I am now.  
We could so be partners in crime. I was a little off the hook when I was younger myself. Some of us really need to write books about our crazy experiences.
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onenitealone said:
Some of us really need to write books about our crazy experiences.
M[/quote] LOL, that's what this thread is for! I'm sure I am not the only one who'd be keen to hear about your past escapades (or anyone else's!) It'd make me feel less guilty that's for sure! [Edited 5/8/07 23:02pm] | |
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onenitealone said: Okay, I can't believe I am going to post this but my last post dredged up something from the recesses of my mind...
YEARS ago, I'm talking about ten years ago here, I had this guy twice my age after me. I knew him quite well - he was an absolute sweetheart of a guy - but I wasn't interested that way. Every time I'd go out, he would make a beeline and flirt shamelessly. I was flattered but didn't really know what to do with the attention. We were just friends as far as I was concerned...
Anyway, this one night, I was in this bar and these two unknown guys were in town. I cannot remember the whys and the wherefores but - somehow - I got chatting to them and they invited me back to the place they were staying. I got into a taxi with them (idiot ) and we drove off. One of my abiding memories of that night is looking out of the back window and seeing the older guy that liked me getting soaked in the rain, waving at me with this sad look on his face...
Anyway, I didn't know where the HELL we were going. Eventually, we pulled up at this large house and it turned out it was a VICARAGE. Thet were staying with their vicar friend in the next parish. To cut a long story short, I had my pick of all - or one - of them. One was a vicar (of course), the other was a hairdresser and the other was an embalmist. I chose the embalmist. (It was just dirtier and sexier as a profession, for a start. Plus, he was dirty and sexy ).
The next morning, I ordered a taxi and - as I was about to leave - the vicar was in his garden feeding his chickens. (I am not making this up ). He sort of made this lascivious eyebrow raise and asked if I would like to come back and visit again soon. I thanked him for the offer, left and put it down to experience. I still can't believe it happened, in some ways.
Typing all that out, I realise I was a lot stupider/braver in my youth than I am now. 
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onenitealone said: Okay, I can't believe I am going to post this but my last post dredged up something from the recesses of my mind...
YEARS ago, I'm talking about ten years ago here, I had this guy twice my age after me. I knew him quite well - he was an absolute sweetheart of a guy - but I wasn't interested that way. Every time I'd go out, he would make a beeline and flirt shamelessly. I was flattered but didn't really know what to do with the attention. We were just friends as far as I was concerned...
Anyway, this one night, I was in this bar and these two unknown guys were in town. I cannot remember the whys and the wherefores but - somehow - I got chatting to them and they invited me back to the place they were staying. I got into a taxi with them (idiot ) and we drove off. One of my abiding memories of that night is looking out of the back window and seeing the older guy that liked me getting soaked in the rain, waving at me with this sad look on his face...
Anyway, I didn't know where the HELL we were going. Eventually, we pulled up at this large house and it turned out it was a VICARAGE. Thet were staying with their vicar friend in the next parish. To cut a long story short, I had my pick of all - or one - of them. One was a vicar (of course), the other was a hairdresser and the other was an embalmist. I chose the embalmist. (It was just dirtier and sexier as a profession, for a start. Plus, he was dirty and sexy ).
The next morning, I ordered a taxi and - as I was about to leave - the vicar was in his garden feeding his chickens. (I am not making this up ). He sort of made this lascivious eyebrow raise and asked if I would like to come back and visit again soon. I thanked him for the offer, left and put it down to experience. I still can't believe it happened, in some ways.
Typing all that out, I realise I was a lot stupider/braver in my youth than I am now.
That is priceless! Now tell me, if you could go back would you have done the vicar instead and sold the story to the News of the world? Happy is he who finds out the causes for things.Virgil (70-19 BC). Virgil was such a lying bastard! | |
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PREDOMINANT said: onenitealone said: Okay, I can't believe I am going to post this but my last post dredged up something from the recesses of my mind...
YEARS ago, I'm talking about ten years ago here, I had this guy twice my age after me. I knew him quite well - he was an absolute sweetheart of a guy - but I wasn't interested that way. Every time I'd go out, he would make a beeline and flirt shamelessly. I was flattered but didn't really know what to do with the attention. We were just friends as far as I was concerned...
Anyway, this one night, I was in this bar and these two unknown guys were in town. I cannot remember the whys and the wherefores but - somehow - I got chatting to them and they invited me back to the place they were staying. I got into a taxi with them (idiot ) and we drove off. One of my abiding memories of that night is looking out of the back window and seeing the older guy that liked me getting soaked in the rain, waving at me with this sad look on his face...
Anyway, I didn't know where the HELL we were going. Eventually, we pulled up at this large house and it turned out it was a VICARAGE. Thet were staying with their vicar friend in the next parish. To cut a long story short, I had my pick of all - or one - of them. One was a vicar (of course), the other was a hairdresser and the other was an embalmist. I chose the embalmist. (It was just dirtier and sexier as a profession, for a start. Plus, he was dirty and sexy ).
The next morning, I ordered a taxi and - as I was about to leave - the vicar was in his garden feeding his chickens. (I am not making this up ). He sort of made this lascivious eyebrow raise and asked if I would like to come back and visit again soon. I thanked him for the offer, left and put it down to experience. I still can't believe it happened, in some ways.
Typing all that out, I realise I was a lot stupider/braver in my youth than I am now.
That is priceless! Now tell me, if you could go back would you have done the vicar instead and sold the story to the News of the world? never mind the vicar. he made the right choice. embalmists are 
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my only successful :threeway: happened while I was stationed in Germany in the mid-80s....I was 19....met a girl at the bar....went back to her spot...her roomie was up watching some TV...we all got to talking and drinking a little more....and VOILA!! It was an experience.... I ended up shacking up with them on the the weekends for a bit....sometimes sleeping with one or the other....other times, both....
...the only other time I came close I backed out because the chick just didn't do it for me (she was a friend of mine's "honey").....and I'm pretty sure my wife wouldn't do it.....so I'm pretty sure it'll never happen again..... He was like a cock who thought the sun had risen to hear him crow.
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reneGade20 said: so I'm pretty sure it'll never happen again.....
but wasn't the once enough? my "almost" was enough. it was exciting and crazy and unexpected... but i don't feel the need to revisit.  She couldn't stop crying 'cause she knew he was gone to stay | |
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Fun Fun Fun!!!!!
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Threesomes are for amateurs. Try four and fivesomes. Those are more fun. Andy is a four letter word. | |
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vainandy said: Threesomes are for amateurs. Try four and fivesomes. Those are more fun.
Aren't they called orgies at that point? | |
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nah. i'm too stingy, i dont share shit! | |
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statuesqque said:
Aren't they called orgies at that point? There has to be at least 5 for an orgie... two couples going at it and one to watch. | |
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I think It would cause problems for me....i would get jealous which is a key sign i never should | |
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brownsugar said: nah. i'm too stingy, i dont share shit!
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brownsugar said: nah. i'm too stingy, i dont share shit! I don't see it as sharing. I see it as being greedy. Andy is a four letter word. | |
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jtfolden said: statuesqque said:
Aren't they called orgies at that point? There has to be at least 5 for an orgie... two couples going at it and one to watch. ooohhh, okay... learn something everyday here on the org.  | |
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vainandy said: I don't see it as sharing. I see it as being greedy. the idea sounds good on paper, but i know in reality i don't want to get with a woman like that and i'd get jealous over the sharing of attention and commence to beating her ass!! | |
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brownsugar said: vainandy said: I don't see it as sharing. I see it as being greedy. the idea sounds good on paper, but i know in reality i don't want to get with a woman like that and i'd get jealous over the sharing of attention and commence to beating her ass!! Oh hell naw! I don't want one woman, two women, or any woman. I was talking about getting with two or more men. The more men, the better. Hell, I'd like to have a 56-some. Andy is a four letter word. | |
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brownsugar said: nah. i'm too stingy, i dont share shit!
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Of course two women sounds great, but one is a handful. And I definitely have no interest in any other type of threesome.
I don't want threesomes, I want a harem. But one good woman will suffice in the real world. My Legacy
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I met this girl at a festival but I was with my girlfriend at the time...
Years later I saw her again at a benefit but I was attracted to someone else at the same gig... turned out they were best friends So I say to them both... "May as well kill two birds with one stone!" as a joke - they took it seriously, great experience. Another time I backed out halfway into it because I developed an ethical crisis, realising I was doing one girl... AND HER MOTHER! Always have problems with threesomes, nobody wants 2 share 'dre! Done it anyway and it was my last bit of sexual exploration I wanted to do before I was totally content... U don't want 2 go in2 any relationship thinking "What if"! 'dre Tried many flavours - but sooner or later, always go back to the Purple Kool-aid!
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DreZone said: Another time I backed out halfway into it because I developed an ethical crisis, realising I was doing one girl... AND HER MOTHER! 'dre  | |
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Cloudbuster said: brownsugar said: nah. i'm too stingy, i dont share shit!
but you can have a piece boo | |
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Once, a long time ago, very organic, nothing was planned it just sorta happened. It was alright.
Doubt I would do it again, though maybe if it were 2 guys... |
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brownsugar said: but you can have a piece boo
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brownsugar said: vainandy said: I don't see it as sharing. I see it as being greedy. the idea sounds good on paper, but i know in reality i don't want to get with a woman like that and i'd get jealous over the sharing of attention and commence to beating her ass!! U Ain't Tough! Whap! The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them. -- Mark Twain.
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DreZone said: I met this girl at a festival but I was with my girlfriend at the time...
Years later I saw her again at a benefit but I was attracted to someone else at the same gig... turned out they were best friends So I say to them both... "May as well kill two birds with one stone!" as a joke - they took it seriously, great experience. Another time I backed out halfway into it because I developed an ethical crisis, realising I was doing one girl... AND HER MOTHER! Always have problems with threesomes, nobody wants 2 share 'dre! Done it anyway and it was my last bit of sexual exploration I wanted to do before I was totally content... U don't want 2 go in2 any relationship thinking "What if"! 'dre WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN DUDE!! Oh....we need to hang.....ahem..... The man who does not read good books has no advantage over the man who cannot read them. -- Mark Twain.
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