surprise sex

I'm gonna buck the trend here, and say that it didn't sound very hot to just plop a girl on the sink vanity and start fucking. Was that just a simplified way to describe "sex," or did he do just that: start fucking you?

See, hot, to me, would have been sitting you on the sink, rubbing your legs through the stockings and kissing your mouth deeply. Then some breast fondling and nipple licking and sucking, and then I'd move down to put my face between your thighs and lick your puss for a while, getting you plenty wet and wanting a fuck. But I wouldn't just yet. I'd go even further down, and suck on your toes through the sexy black stockings, while fingering you up above. And then I'd stand back up to fuck you.

I sincerely hope your boyfriend isn't as boring as the account of your tryst made him sound.

-Jeffrey

 

I sincerely hope your boyfriend isn't as boring as the account of your tryst made him sound.

-Jeffrey[/QUOTE]
Your post would make a good letter to Penthouse, it is fine fiction.

The difference is that we have very intense memories to go with the words, so it doesnt take many of them to bring the visuals, etc. back up.

 

My girlfriend worked at a J.C. Penney department store during college. One time, we were in there and she was buying some stuff for herself. Among her stuff was a pair of thigh-highs (I think they were tan, though).

At the register, the cashier was a girl I had known in elementary school (back when girls and boys didn't get along; and she was one I was tooth-and-nail with. Turns out she grew up kinda hot, actually.)

Anyway, the cashier was curious about them and so she asked my girlfriend about the thigh-highs, while I was standing there. She said something like, "Thigh highs? How do you like them?" And before my girlfriend was able to answer, I leaned over and piped-up, "We like them!" with a knowing look at both of the girls. (After all, I'd had my share of experience taking them off her!

Blue skies,
-Jeffrey

 

Your post would make a good letter to Penthouse, it is fine fiction.

I'm glad you thought it was fine. It's not strictly fiction, it's reality-based fiction. I've sucked on my ex girlfriend who wore thigh-highs. I've even licked her pussy through a pair of pantyhose (before taking them off and doing it for real).

It's just that wham-bam-thankyou-ma'am sex is not only unimpressive, and boring-sounding, it's not likely to be as satisfying as passionate, prolonged and attentive sex.

-Jeffrey

 

I hear ya man, I love the hose thing too.....

I am all for stretchin it out and have had days where at least 6 hours were spent exercising with my babe.
I have had other times where two strokes and boom, and even had one time where she got me off 3 times in well under 15 minutes!
I didnt even imagine it was possible.

 

You have the best panty collection eva!

 

isn't suprise sex another term for rape?

 

"I hate all this sex on the telly, I mean, I keep falling off!"
--Monty Python

 

youre secretly a panty collector arent you

Its only recently I have been able to afford the luxury of buying nice panties. I promised myself that I would never wear daggy nickers when I had a job, so I went panty shopping a few days ago.

The thigh highs for me are more practical than attractive, I mean they are so much more comfortable and they dont give you the 'strung roast' look that pantyhose do.

 

If I didn't have all this man junk below the waist I would definatley be collecting panties But seeing as how I'm a guy, I go commando, I don't understand how any guy can wear underwear...

 

This morning my bf came into my room and slid into bed with me (we do not live together). It woke me up and was the BEST surprise... We lay there for a long while, snuggling and relaxing... Then we spent the next hour/hour and a half making sweet love. I had NO IDEA he was planning to come over! That was a very nice surprise for me...

 

Lol Well isn't it all usualy a suprise....I mean I neve really plan..it just happens.
Props~PinkFloyd

 

Yes, that day in the park was definitely one for the books. And I didn't even care about the people walking by.