Healthy Sex Support Group
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I was on top, and leaned down to kiss his neck when suddenly, he threw me off of him and took off! Sprinted away across the field, he did, naked as the day he was born, cleared the fence in one leap and was going "aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!"
Naturally, i was confused and screeched his name dramatically. As I did, I heard rustling behind me, and turned around to see a couple of young BULLS staring straight at me and pawing the ground.
I grabbed my bag and fled in the same direction, burning with shame as I vaulted the fence and raced past a group of OAP's, clearly on a walking tour.
I then screamed and cried at my bf for "leaving me to be killed" as if it had been a pack of vicious wolves and not two bovine creatures. Of course, they could have done me some serious damage though. He then had the nerve to ask me to go back and see if I could find his CD Walkman!!
My first wife and i were on a couch in her sisters' apartment. The back of the couch was to the front door, just to set the scene lol We both THOUGHT noone would be coming home anytime soon and we both THOUGHT the door was locked lol
Well, as i was sitting there with the wife on her knees by my side with me fingering her while she was going to town on me orally, neither of us heard the key hit the lock nor her Mother walk in !! NORMALLY, i pride myself on my hearing, but i mean she was REALLY going to town on me and i was SO in the moment lol
We recouped and covered up the best and fastest we could lol Fortunately, her mom was VERY cool about it lol We left shortly after and she finished me off in my car ;op
I hope that couple enjoyed the show. At least they had something to talk about at least.
My funniest sex story. Hmmmm. An occasional girlfriend and I were parked out in the middle of nowhere, Autauga County, Alabama. We were both virgins, she'd just given in, and were were in the back seat of my car naked. Just as I was putting the rubber on a car pulled off the road behind us and its spotlight on the driver's side came on along with the high beams. Holy crap! The sheriff! I was over the back seat in one roll, fired up the car and was out of there. I was counting on the fact that I knew the dirt roads there and was probably a better driver than some fat fart sheriff's deputy.
He never came after us. We were a few miles away before I realized that the car had no light on the roof. There were no unmarked sheriff's cars in that area. It was probably some other kids out for the same thing we were and they were in a car with a spotlight (pretty common back then and there). Well, the mood was shattered for her, so we pulled over, I got dressed and took her home.
In retrospect, it worked out for the best. We would both have been quite lousy, I'm sure, and it would have been a negative experience for each of us. A few years later we finally got together as non-virgins and it was quite enjoyable.
I spent the next few years avoiding that particular street, my gf wasn't so lucky, although they didn't see her, joining the dots was quite easy, her father certainly did :(
As a teen, I got caught by parents LOADS of times.
Not the funniest, but definitely the most horribly embarrassing experience was this.I got into an Archers( peach schnapps) drinking contest at a mates 18th birthday. I almost drank a whole bottle, neat. Legendary.I was properly wrecked and as me and the bf stumbled back into his prim and proper parents house, where we were spending the night. I somehow managed to get up the stairs, telling him at the top of my drunken voice, how much I wanted him inside me, and shedding my clothes on the way up the stairs. In his bedroom, there was a dining chair in the way of the bed. Drunken teenage mind kicked in and I obviously assumed I could walk through the chair. The sound of splintering wood barely registered as I flung myself onto the bed, misjudged and smacked my forehead on a bedside cabinet, knocking myself out cold. I came round, minutes later, to find myself in my underwear with bf's father's hand on my cheek, his face staring down into mine. Obviously bringing me back into consciousness. That didn't click with me. I totally forgot I had removed my own clothes, called him a pervert and said "get your son, it's him I want to fuck, not you!" A gasp from Bf's hideously overprotective mother alerted me to her presence in the doorway. (this was all relayed to me in fits of laughter by bf's sis the next day) I turned to her and said "calm down love, I'm not gonna hurt your precious angel. Unless he begs me to, eh?" and then turned over and curled up in a fit of cackling laughter. I then asked the Dad to unhook my bra because "my hands won't work properly"
The next day I was promptly charged 120 sodding pounds for the dining chair and had to endure the most silent sunday lunch ever, with bf's dad trying hard not to look directly at me, and bf's sis giggling into her roast beef.
This story may possibly be the reason that I've never gotten as drunk as that ever again. It's also a brilliant advert as to why the drinking age in the UK should be raised to 21.