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10.05.2009
Big Man Thinks He Can Stay Away From All This Sexiness...
(I'd like to see that boy try!)
I don't know about your hubbies or boyfriends, but when Big Man doesn't get some of Little Woman's 'little bits' he becomes a big crabby patty and sulks around the house. I'm not kidding. He tries to pass it off as having other shit on his mind...but I know...woman's intuition you might say.
(<---P.S. That's my gangsta/bad bitch face...lol :) )
Sometimes it because of AF or because he was a jerk earlier that day and I'm holding a grudge and withholding the goodies. Yeah, I'm that girl that will withhold sex on grounds of bad behavior.
C'mon we learned this stuff in kindergarten:
-Treat others the way you want to be treated
-Sharing is caring
So if you treat me nice then I will share...(wink, wink)
Now you may (or may not) be asking yourself why I'm divulging this information to you, well there is 3 reasons:
- Sharing is caring... (c'mon guys keep up here!)
- If you haven't noticed, I'm not shy. I have no problems sharing embarassing or crude stories.
- Big Man & I have entered into A BET!!!
THE BET: That we both have to hold off on sex till our anniversary (November 7th!). Until that time we must treat each other nice and not fight, in general or about anything pertaining to sexual relations (including those of the oral and hand kind) Who ever gives in or gets mad first is the loser.
(No sex for a month....Me: No, problem..I'm a woman, I can withhold like it's my job...Big Man: hmm, not soo much.)
If I Win: Besides sex, I get an extra surprise on our anniversary getaway. Oh yea, I forgot to mention...Big Man is taking me on another mini vacay. We're going away for the weekend but I don't know where yet...It's a surprise.
If Big Man Wins: He gets sex-o for a week straight, when and where and however many times, he wants. Now I know this is going to come around and bite me in the ass, but whatevs.
So there it goes...
Which sex is the stronger one?
Vote in the poll on the left sidebar!
8.20.2009
She Knows Me To Well...
The rules state: Tell us 3 things about your sex life. You can make them whatever you want and it doesn't necessarily have to pertain to your current partner (or a partner at all for that matter). You can talk about your likes or dislikes, your kinky fetishes or your secret desires. You can tell us a funny story about the time you were having sex in the woods with your old boyfriend and you both ended up with 1,000 tics. Whatever you want... its totally up to you!- When I first moved to Florida, you'll remember that I was a bit of a wild child. Besides all of that I was beginning to 'explore my sexuality' (cough slut cough) and had a select few suitors that I would hook up with. Me and my roommate on the college program just happened to be seeing
sleeping withtwo other guys that were also roommates. So we had the bright idea that we should hook up together and then when given the signal we would high five! :) So there I am on my bed getting freaky and she's on our other roommate's bed (horrible but that girl was a total bitch and racist) going at it. Everything is going smoothly we give each other high fives and then I start noticing that dude isn't even looking at me. WTF?!? What is he doing? Well I'll tell you what he was doing. WATCHING HIS HOMEBOY!!! No lie! Dude must have been feeling inferior cause the next thing I know were going from smooth, sensual sexin' to jabbin' jack rabbit type shit. At one point I seriously thought he was going to break my vagina (and no he was not even packin heat like that) and when I got to that point I pushed his wack ass off me and told him to get the fuck out. Who does that? - Since my sister was pregnant when she was getting married we couldn't host a raunchy bachelorette party with booze, strippers, and clubs like we wanted to, so they did the next best thing and had a sex toy party. I will be the first on too admit I love these parties. They have the silliest things and you know the whole spiel about how their novelty items, blah, blah, blah. Well after many laughs and demonstrations from my aunts, myself, and sister's closest friends the party was beginning to wrap up. At this point in my life, I was still living in Florida, single, and sick and tired of just hooking up with wack dudes so I did what any reasonable daughter would do......asked my mom to buy me a vibrator (seriously living by myself in FL, I barely had $$ for food let alone sex toys) My mom initially laughed it off and told me I was crazy. I really wanted it and was determined to get so I stated to my mom that 'this was a good investment because not only can vibrators not get you pregnant, they also protect you from STD's (soo true!) and would she want her youngest, the baby of her little family going back to Florida and sleeping with some creep and getting knocked up or getting a disease'...I think not! You need to protect your children right!? And that's how I got my first vibrator, a perfectly pink Eager Beaver! :)
- Can't leave Big Man out can I?!? Big Man and myself have a very good relationship (duh!) and a pretty hot sex life, if I must say so myself. I let him to do some pretty freaky things to me and am down for almost anything (sorry, no booty action here). Anywho, we're pretty adventuresome people and like to try out new things. I'll dress up for him and he'll bring some cool stuff home to try out. So one afternoon were in bed and about to make some sexy time and when he starts getting going, I feel something weird. I brush it off at first and think that it's just in my mind. Then it keeps happening with each thrust, my vagina is pulsating. WTF?!?! I start freaking out in my mind that somehow, I don't even know how it would happen, but that my coochie is having some sort of seizure. OMG! What do I do? I didn't really want to say anything to Big Man because he looked like he was enjoying himself but I couldn't take it anymore. I finally told him to stop and that something was wrong with my girly bits and we couldn't go on. He looked at me kind of strangely and asked 'Is this what your feeling?' while pointing down. Low and behold, somehow when I wasn't paying attention he slid on a vibrating c--- (I hate that word, it grosses me out, unless it's followed by sucker) ring. I was a a little embarrassed but not as much as I would have been if I went to the E.R. and told them that my vagina was having seizures! :)
After recapping that, they seem kinda TMI worthy...so here I come Lilu!
This is my first TMI Thursday and I'm coming hard with not one but three stories.
So as Lilu says:***Alright, folks, you know the rules. Join us all in humiliating the crap out of yourself every Thursday by sharing some completely tasteless, wholly unclassy, “how many readers can I estrange THIS week??” TMI story about your life. Or hell, about someone else’s!
Enjoy! :)
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And I would like to pass this on to some people but I'm not sure who would actually participate so I'm challenging everyone (who's willing to share) to take part in his sexy time challenge!
Blondie I know you probably have some stories so don't be shy!
5.31.2009
Witness This!
4.09.2009
Big Man-isms! : )
Warning: This post may be a little TMI..so proceed at your own risk : )

Does your husband or boyfriend/girlfriend ever say anything to the tenth degree of lameness that all you can possibly do is laugh at them!?!
That is what happened in Big Man's truck today as I was waiting to clock in for work. There I was enjoying my Woman's Day magazine browsing the recipe section to see if I could act like I know how cook while Big Man was enjoying Demetri Martin on Youtube via cell phone....when the conversation took a turn for the funny:
Me: (while looking @ a picture of a washer/dryer in the magazine) I can't wait till we move because we'll have a washer & dryer in the house
Big Man: Ya know will have sex on there...ya know what I'll call it?!
Me: What?
Big Man: Dirty Laundry
Me: What about in front of the fire place?
Big Man: Fire-wood .. get it?
Me: You are soo wack!
Big Man: You love me.
Me: Sadly... :)
His wackness continued on for about another ten minutes in which the golf course behind our house = caddy shacking and doing it in the garage had something to do with lube (ugh!).
And to you ladies shaking your heads in disgust and pointing your fingers..
Don't act like you didn't "bless" your house when you moved in!
And if you didn't..well then...I suggest you do, it's pretty damn fun, just don't knock stuff off your table like they do in the movies....it's not as sexy in real life and I was pissed I scratched my new effin table! : )








































