TMIThursday: You Just Love My Doggystyle?
Jun 17, 2009 Masturbate-able, Out of Wicked's Mouth, Relationships, Sex, Suck It!, TMI Thursday's, This Thing Called Marriage., Wicked & D Quotables, love
Hello my gluttons for TMI Punishment!
You know the drill… I blog about totally inappropriate shit… (sometimes literally) and sometimes, you throw up in your mouth a bit.
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When I first hooked up with D and we moved in together, we fucked like rabbits. (Not to say that we dont anymore. Read: we dont) We did all sorts of crazy things in crazy places at crazy times … sometimes with crazy guests.
So this one time, during a Crown Royal induced new couple fuck-fest, D and I were in that heated moment. You know the one where either one of you could get off at any moment (or in my case the BIG ‘O’ face … not the mini O’s that had happened prior to) but don’t reeeeally want to stop so you think about grammabaseballthat hairyguywholivesnextdoor(eww) so that you have the opportunity to prolong the “O”.
Ya with me? Sweet.
Anyway, we are in bed (for once) totally getting down. D is half standing, half kneeling on the bed while I am all pretty and my arse is propped up on a pillow. He is doing his best to prove whatever point it was he was trying to get across (if my memory serves me correctly this session very well was an “I fucking hate your face” session. Most of them were early on in our relationship) and I was … well, I was probably screaming profanities about it.
I.E.
“FUCK ME HARDER!”
“I LOVE YOUR COCK YOU SONOFABITCH”
“OMFG”(but in full text not IMism)
“FUCK YES!”
etc.
Anyway, all of a sudden he starts to make more noise than what he normally would make. The noises were familiar to a certian situation… but not this situation.
D was making blow-job/salad tossing noises.
So I kinda stop and look at his face at the very moment that he was realizing what was happening: Our friends dog who we had over at our house to mate with our dog was tongue deep in his business.
That’s what he said.
Actually, he said something more vulger.
I.E.
“WHAT THE FUCK!”
(to me) “THAT WASNT YOU?! I THOUGHT IT WAS YOUR FINGERS LIKE WET OR SOMETHING FOR A MINUTE! ”
“BOLO GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!”
“OMG. I HAVE TO SHOWER. RIGHT NOW.”
etc.
I tried really hard not to laugh that day. (read: I laughed my ever loving ass off when he was in the shower, when he made the dog sleep outside because he was SO mad, and when he pouted for like the rest of the week about it.)
Even when I just texted him to ask him could I blog about it (of course I asked what kind of a wife do you think I am? (dont answer that.)) I got an “I guess” in response. $100 says he is pouting about me asking and actually doing right now. Wanna know how I know? I sent him another text: “I could say it is someone else’s story” and I got IGNORED.
I dunno what to tell him. If we can’t laugh at ourselves… right?!
What is your most embarassing/TMI sex moment?
What is your favorite Fair/Carnival Ride?
Tags: argument, doggystyle, grudge. new relationship, Sex
