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“How are we going to do this? Shall I… squat on you?” I could barely get the words out; I was laughing so hard. As kinks go, it was proving to be more fucking hilarious than sexy, but we hadn’t gotten to the main attraction yet. It’s time for us to talk about that time I tried to pee on my boyfriend…
Read MoreWe’re unravelling another dating term in today’s blog post, and it’s known as bad pancake in dating. But what is it? What does it mean? And what does it mean for your new relationship? Let’s take a look and find out.
Read MoreAre you in the mood for a sexy story? Well, I’ve got one for you, so, get comfortable, grab a drink (or your cock,) and let’s get right to it. Just shut up for a moment. I don’t want you to talk, or gloat, or tell how much you’ve been waiting for this day. I just want you to shut the fuck up and let me do what I want to do to you. That’s it. No more, no less. Do you think you can do that? Yes? Good.
Read MoreIt was love at first sight, or maybe it was lust at first sight? Either way, it was something. Her long red hair, the glorious curves of her body, the way she wrapped herself around the metal pole – all of it captivated me. Everything about her was captivating. You could say, I fell in love with a stripper that day.
Read MoreNow, I’m not tooting my own horn or anything, but I’ve been told that first dates with me are “great,” my conversation is “captivating,” and talking to me is “so much fun.” I’ve also been on more first dates than I care to remember. So, add the two together, and I decided it was time for me to jot down the 21 questions to ask on a first date that always work for me!
Read MoreCan we just talk about Number 28 for a moment? Why? Because the cheeky fucker keeps popping into my life and honestly, he’s starting to test my damn patience. For those of you who haven’t been reading long, Number 28 is also known as The Married Guy. He’s not one I don’t remember much about — I was 18, drunk a lot, and stupid; he was married and never leaving his wife for me despite how much he protested otherwise. Of course, I was too young and dumb to realise…
Read MoreToday, I’d like to share a little erotic short story with you… that may or may not be based on true events. Get comfy and cosy, folks. I’m about to turn the heat up… Once upon a time, I asked you, “Hey, what if I get horny and you’re asleep?”
Read MoreIt’s been 17 months. That’s how long Bear and I have been together. Something like that. He keeps count more meticulously than I do. I’m useless with dates. I’m useless with most things that are important, especially as far as numbers are concerned. 17 months doesn’t sound like that long when you think about it. At the same time, it’s the longest time in the world. We moved in together way too early — around the six-month mark — but I wouldn’t say it hindered us at all. It might…
Read MoreYou know, I quite liked fucking your pretty little mouth last night. Sometimes, Bear says the most explicit of things at the most innocent of times. Like when I’m the kitchen making chips. Homemade chips. I can’t stand oven chips. I make my own, first peeling them, then boiling them for exactly 8 minutes, straining them and slightly fluffing them up a bit in the colander so that they have that lovely crispiness around the edges. Then I toss them in oil mixed with some salt and pepper, maybe some…
Read MoreSometimes, I’d quite like to strangle Bear. Like right now, for example. It’s day six of the new tablets. Day six of life with Borderline Personality Disorder. It’s been one hell of a fucking rollercoaster so far. I honestly think I preferred it before. Confirmation this morning. Bear DOES NOT have schizophrenia. He was wrongly diagnosed. He has Borderline Personality Disorder. I knew it. I knew he wasn’t a schizophrenic! ?? — NotSoSexintheCity (@notsosexintheci) 17 January 2018 He takes one tablet before he goes to bed for two weeks. Then…
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