So, earlier today, I got a text from the Psychology student friend of mine. She wanted to know my answer. I asked her a bunch of questions like why? Why in person? How does this help you with your paper? Is anyone else going to do that for her? I didn't really like her answers, but something was telling me that I should say yes, so I did. Come to find out, it was just part of her paper to ask, and that if I said yes, she would have more questions for me, and she would never ask to watch me masturbate. I was seriously relieved. I have done some crazy shit in my day, but that would be right at the top of the list.
So, have you ever had a sexual dream about a movie star? I have definitely had dreams where celebrities and the like have populated my dreams. For me, it is completely normal. I have a lot of dreams that actually play out like a movie or a television show. But they don't play out like a television show in my dream, because I am actually in them, but the shit that I am doing is just like a damn movie. Anyways, I have always had this chick crush on Drew Barrymore. I don't know why. Ever since I saw her in the Wedding Singer a long damn time ago, I have just always had this crush on her. Well, I guess it was because I happened to be watching a show last night that showed that makeup ad that she is in, but either way, she made her way in to my dream.
A lot of times, my dreams don't have much cohesion to them. They just seem to be a lot of unrelated scenes all put together in succession, and they don't make much sense. Last night was like that. All I really know is that we were on a cruise ship or something, and we were next to the edge on the deck of the boat somewhere, and we were making out. Neither one of us had our shirts on, but nobody was watching either. Next thing I know, we are eating dinner together, and she is sitting across from me, but has reached under the table and is fingering me. She was sitting up straight, so she must have had some super long arms, but that didn't seem to matter in my dream. She came to my side, and we started making out again, and tearing each other clothes off and pouring cold champagne down each others chests. I think there was one point where we were both naked in bed, but I only remember snippets of that part. So yeah, there is my dream with Drew and me.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
A student friend of mine
My friend Tarah is going to school and is working on her degree in Psychology. I don't know what kind of degree it is, or what kind of psychology it is, but all of that is irrelevant anyhow. Now when I say "friend", I use that term loosely. We have hung out together on occasion, but always with other mutual friends, have always been friendly when we see each other around town, and above all, are Facebook friends.
Anyhow, I am on "The Facebook" the other night, when the chat box comes up. It's Tarah. She asked what I was up to, said not much...blah blah blah...ten minutes later, she drops the bombshell. She tells me blah blah blah school paper blah blah research blah blah wants my help with something. I ask her what she needs my help with and she tells me that her paper is about sex and masturbation and how it's viewed in our society, and other societies. I ask her again how I can help, and she tells me she wants to interview me regarding sex. She has 100 questions she wants to ask me, and when she puts the answers in to her computer, she may have more to ask. I tell her yes, and we agree to meet when I got off work the next day at 10:30 at night at Hastings.
I have never answered questions like these, but I can totally imagine they are the same kinds of questions asked by 1000 different psychology students over the years. It took about an hour, and she was really professional about it, even when I wasn't. LOL. I answered the questions truthfully, but was having fun with it.
So, I guess that was last Wednesday. I get a call from her Friday asking if she can ask me some more questions, and these were quite a bit more personal, and I felt a bit uncomfortable at first. But, it is what it is, and I just went with it.
Well, earlier today, I got a text from her asking if I had ever taped myself having sex. I told her yes, and she asked if I had copies of the videos. I told her no, that I had destroyed them all, and asked her why. She told me that for part of her research she wanted to view videos of people she had interviewed. I didn't really understand, but it didn't matter, I didn't have any videos. Then she dropped the OTHER BOMB.
SHE ASKED IF SHE COULD WATCH AND VIDEO TAPE ME MASTURBATING.
I told her I would get back to her, I really haven't decided yet.
Anyhow, I am on "The Facebook" the other night, when the chat box comes up. It's Tarah. She asked what I was up to, said not much...blah blah blah...ten minutes later, she drops the bombshell. She tells me blah blah blah school paper blah blah research blah blah wants my help with something. I ask her what she needs my help with and she tells me that her paper is about sex and masturbation and how it's viewed in our society, and other societies. I ask her again how I can help, and she tells me she wants to interview me regarding sex. She has 100 questions she wants to ask me, and when she puts the answers in to her computer, she may have more to ask. I tell her yes, and we agree to meet when I got off work the next day at 10:30 at night at Hastings.
I have never answered questions like these, but I can totally imagine they are the same kinds of questions asked by 1000 different psychology students over the years. It took about an hour, and she was really professional about it, even when I wasn't. LOL. I answered the questions truthfully, but was having fun with it.
So, I guess that was last Wednesday. I get a call from her Friday asking if she can ask me some more questions, and these were quite a bit more personal, and I felt a bit uncomfortable at first. But, it is what it is, and I just went with it.
Well, earlier today, I got a text from her asking if I had ever taped myself having sex. I told her yes, and she asked if I had copies of the videos. I told her no, that I had destroyed them all, and asked her why. She told me that for part of her research she wanted to view videos of people she had interviewed. I didn't really understand, but it didn't matter, I didn't have any videos. Then she dropped the OTHER BOMB.
SHE ASKED IF SHE COULD WATCH AND VIDEO TAPE ME MASTURBATING.
I told her I would get back to her, I really haven't decided yet.
My last post
Once again, my post dragged on and on and on.......................I said I wasn't going to do that. I am going to finish up the story in just a paragraph or two.
She found my little blue buddy in the bathroom but didn't say anything about it until later in the night. We sat around drinking wine and talking until after 3am. We were both super-shit faced, and the only thing that happened that night was we made out for a bit, fingered each other, played with some titties and fell asleep on the couch.
I woke up at 5something and had to pee really really bad. I did my bizness, and went out and woke her up and asked her to join me in bed. We slept until noon and when we woke up together, had some of the most awesome "morning" sex I have ever had.
She found my little blue buddy in the bathroom but didn't say anything about it until later in the night. We sat around drinking wine and talking until after 3am. We were both super-shit faced, and the only thing that happened that night was we made out for a bit, fingered each other, played with some titties and fell asleep on the couch.
I woke up at 5something and had to pee really really bad. I did my bizness, and went out and woke her up and asked her to join me in bed. We slept until noon and when we woke up together, had some of the most awesome "morning" sex I have ever had.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Hello once again my peeps and followers.
I am still wrestling with my demons, but they are weak little fuckers and I am winning the battle. Sex in general is frowned upon in my community unless it will directly lead to procreation. But I am slowly finding out that what is presented as gospel becomes something quite different behind closed doors.
I hinted at an incident on my "stumbleupon" account regarding seeing an adult video of a good little Mormon girl I know doing things that are totally against her upbringing. When I say I know her, she is more of an acquaintance that I know through work. I know her enough to know that prior to me finding the video, her story was that she was a virgin, and most acts of a sexual nature grossed her out. Me and another girl from work had a great time mostly making up gross sexual stories to get her reaction. Her reaction was always one filled with disgust and looks of embarrassment. So, for the full story:
I had a friend over at the house one afternoon, and for whatever reason we were looking at a known free porn site and just seeing the different "home" videos that were posted. (Not a lesbian kind of thing with her, just so ya know). Anyways, we came across a video with a description that looked like we couldn't pass it up. The video starts in a bedroom, and a guy setting up a camera (the girl has knowledge of it if that's what you are thinking). The guy has a remote, and it must be hooked to a TV next to the camera, because as he gets on the bed, he starts zooming in and out like a movie director. At first, the lighting isn't all that good, but he gets back up and turns on another light. He zooms back in, and it didn't strike me at first how familiar she looked. She starts out with her ass towards the camera, and starts giving him head. Mr. Director himself moves her over to the side so he can watch what is happening. The video then cuts to her riding him "reverse cowgirl" style. When she starts moaning and talking dirty is when I make the connection. That is the point that I start freaking the fuck out. I tell my friend who she is and in the middle of me explaining why this is so damn funny, he zooms in just in time for her to slide her ass over his cock. She has obviously done that before, you don't just anal sex on a whim and act like you enjoy it. The video ends with him blowing his load all over her face and chest.
So, at work the next day, I pull out my I-phone at lunch and find the video and show it to my coworker. She recognized her almost right away, and was just as hysterical when I told her that's what I thought. When he started to fuck her in the ass, she started freaking out even more. At the end of the video, she asked to watch it again, and about a minute in to the short video, Molly Mormon came in. I wasn't going to say anything right then, but my coworker couldn't resist.
Well, as expected, Molly Mormon starts crying hysterically, all the while saying it's not her. We tried to talk to her, and when she calmed down, got pretty pissed. Pissed at us for "finding" it, pissed at her boyfriend for posting it, pissed that there are places to upload personal videos, etc. She leaves the room to yell at her boyfriend and my coworker and I just break out laughing. Luckily we composed ourselves before Molly came back in.
When we finally got her to open up about it, we found out how much of a freak she was. I won't give ages, but she first had sex when she was much much too young to be doing it. She continued having sex with this older boy for a year until he moved away. She stole a dildo from the older sister of a non-mormon friend and almost immediately started experimenting with different uses for it. She befriended a boy in her neighborhood for one reason. Sex. Her mom caught them before they had started doing anything, and after a huge uproar where everyone got involved from church leaders to grandparents to aunts and uncles, she swore off of the sin until she got married. That lasted 2 days. At first, it was a "just in the shower" thing. That held her off for a couple of weeks. Then she was back to her dildo and didn't have "sex" again until last year when she met her boyfriend.
She met "him" at a party where she was "pressured" in to having a couple of drinks. An hour after she met him, she was in his car giving him a blowjob. The next day, he picked her up from home and a half an hour later was fucking him in the backseat of his car. It quickly progressed in to what she called "porno" sex. He lived with a roommate who was never home, and things got nasty. They would watch a porno, and do whatever they were doing in the porno. That included everything except for the girl on girl stuff, but went as far as including ATM's (Ass to mouth). They finally started taping it, and she thought that she had all the copies hidden at home. Yeah, well, except for the one.
That is my point, there is a lot that goes on behind closed doors in this community. Another case in point: A friend of mine, who was 17 at the time, knew a guy from her mom's work. (I am going to use some terms that I know nothing about here, so bare with me). This guy had a calling in his church where he was high up in the church. He was married in the temple, had two children, and was very active in his church. This guy also did side jobs, including sprinkler systems. Well, her parents had him install a system and my friend just happened to be out suntanning in a bikini that day. (She is A LOT like me). She started talking to him, which led to a water fight, which led to them fucking in her bedroom. They had sex 3 more times in the course of him putting in the sprinkler system. (HIGH UP IN HIS CHURCH!)
I know of another woman who was very active in her church who was regularly having sex with her son's best friend (He was in his twenties). Another friend of mine got married in the temple, and within two weeks caught her husband "sexting" a male co-worker!
My community is so Mormon! They are all "better than us", but behind closed doors, they are JUST LIKE US! It just bugs me. Most of my friends were baptized LDS, and though some of them follow the guidelines of their church, many of them are just as bad as me, if not worse.
So, enough of my rambling. Lets talk about sex! So, I met a woman at a bookstore of all places. ( I am still kind of seeing her). I don't normally do the whole "book store" thing, but I had an unexpected night off, was bored, was lonely, and wanted something cheap to do. I searched for a book, bought it with a large Mocha and a couple of cookies, took off my coat, and found a comfortable chair. I had been there probably an hour when the urge to use the bathroom overtook me. I set my book down and asked this pretty woman sitting close to me if she would watch my stuff. She agreed, and when I got back, she struck up a conversation about the book I was reading. I didn't think anything of it, and we ended up talking about various things for the better part of an hour. I was probably about 8 and I realized that I was hungry, so I got up to excuse myself and explained why. She asked where I was going, and told her I didn't really know. She said that she hadn't eaten either, and asked if I had ever been Lucy's. (It's a pizza place).
So we agree on her meeting me at my place, and for us to go over there in her car. The whole time over there, I am thinking that this is pretty much a date, but don't know how. I wasn't reading a book that put a balloon over my head saying that I was "bi" or a lesbian, and even after talking with her for an hour, I wasn't completely sure that she was. But it sure sounded like I was being asked out. "Shannon" is 34, and will be 35 on Christmas day. She is probably about 5'7, weighs maybe 135/140, is pretty despite her minimal use of makeup, wears glasses, and has long brown hair that was pulled up when we met. So, we met at my place, and I asked her to come up so I could get a heavier coat. Once inside, I excused myself for a moment to "spruce up" as it were, and grab my coat. When I came out, she commented on how nice my place was, asked if I lived with anyone.......BOOM! alarms go off in my head. Am I being set up for something? Is she just being nice? Or is my living alone some part of her plan. I told her that I have a roommate (which I still don't) that usually gets home (glance at the clock) at about 9:00 or so. She asked if I was ready, I said yes, and then she asked me........."I just have to ask, not that it makes any difference, but I kind of got a feeling about you, that maybe, you were a lesbian." I was floored. I asked how she knew that, and she explained that she had been a lesbian since she was 14, and a lesbian in this town starts getting really acute "gaydar", and that although she is not always right, she usually was. With coy little smile on my face, I told her that I wasn't a lesbian, but I was a confused bisexual who hadn't slept with a man in a month of sundays. She smiled back and said "So, would it be wrong of me to consider this a date? Or is that assuming too much?" I told her that we could consider this a date, and I was surprised that she could tell that I was in to chicks. (LOL).
After dinner of greasy pizza, she asked if I wanted to go get a drink somewhere. I didn't really like the idea of going to one of the popular hangouts where I could run in to people I knew, and told her so. She said she knew of a place in Pocatello where we could go and just kick back and enjoy each others company. The ride down was just longer than an hour, and I really enjoyed talking to her. We talked about each others backgrounds, told some stories...........one of which I kind of got emotional about, and she laid her soft hand on the back of my neck and consoled me. I got shivers (the good kind) all the way down to my toes when she did that.
The bar was just as she explained, but I just wasn't all that in to it, and neither was she. I had a couple of twisted teas in me, and she only one, so we decided to jet. On our way back, we stopped at an Indian Casino,and after I spent $20 with no payout, got pretty bored with that. We talked all the way back in to Idaho Falls, and without asking, started driving me home. When she pulled in, I asked if she wanted to come up for another drink. When we got inside, she asked if she could use the bathroom. I was in the kitchen, told her where it was (As if she couldn't find it in the grand palace that is my apartment), and I no sooner heard the door shut when panic set in. My little blue friend was sitting right out in the open for all the world to see, right next to the shower.
I hinted at an incident on my "stumbleupon" account regarding seeing an adult video of a good little Mormon girl I know doing things that are totally against her upbringing. When I say I know her, she is more of an acquaintance that I know through work. I know her enough to know that prior to me finding the video, her story was that she was a virgin, and most acts of a sexual nature grossed her out. Me and another girl from work had a great time mostly making up gross sexual stories to get her reaction. Her reaction was always one filled with disgust and looks of embarrassment. So, for the full story:
I had a friend over at the house one afternoon, and for whatever reason we were looking at a known free porn site and just seeing the different "home" videos that were posted. (Not a lesbian kind of thing with her, just so ya know). Anyways, we came across a video with a description that looked like we couldn't pass it up. The video starts in a bedroom, and a guy setting up a camera (the girl has knowledge of it if that's what you are thinking). The guy has a remote, and it must be hooked to a TV next to the camera, because as he gets on the bed, he starts zooming in and out like a movie director. At first, the lighting isn't all that good, but he gets back up and turns on another light. He zooms back in, and it didn't strike me at first how familiar she looked. She starts out with her ass towards the camera, and starts giving him head. Mr. Director himself moves her over to the side so he can watch what is happening. The video then cuts to her riding him "reverse cowgirl" style. When she starts moaning and talking dirty is when I make the connection. That is the point that I start freaking the fuck out. I tell my friend who she is and in the middle of me explaining why this is so damn funny, he zooms in just in time for her to slide her ass over his cock. She has obviously done that before, you don't just anal sex on a whim and act like you enjoy it. The video ends with him blowing his load all over her face and chest.
So, at work the next day, I pull out my I-phone at lunch and find the video and show it to my coworker. She recognized her almost right away, and was just as hysterical when I told her that's what I thought. When he started to fuck her in the ass, she started freaking out even more. At the end of the video, she asked to watch it again, and about a minute in to the short video, Molly Mormon came in. I wasn't going to say anything right then, but my coworker couldn't resist.
Well, as expected, Molly Mormon starts crying hysterically, all the while saying it's not her. We tried to talk to her, and when she calmed down, got pretty pissed. Pissed at us for "finding" it, pissed at her boyfriend for posting it, pissed that there are places to upload personal videos, etc. She leaves the room to yell at her boyfriend and my coworker and I just break out laughing. Luckily we composed ourselves before Molly came back in.
When we finally got her to open up about it, we found out how much of a freak she was. I won't give ages, but she first had sex when she was much much too young to be doing it. She continued having sex with this older boy for a year until he moved away. She stole a dildo from the older sister of a non-mormon friend and almost immediately started experimenting with different uses for it. She befriended a boy in her neighborhood for one reason. Sex. Her mom caught them before they had started doing anything, and after a huge uproar where everyone got involved from church leaders to grandparents to aunts and uncles, she swore off of the sin until she got married. That lasted 2 days. At first, it was a "just in the shower" thing. That held her off for a couple of weeks. Then she was back to her dildo and didn't have "sex" again until last year when she met her boyfriend.
She met "him" at a party where she was "pressured" in to having a couple of drinks. An hour after she met him, she was in his car giving him a blowjob. The next day, he picked her up from home and a half an hour later was fucking him in the backseat of his car. It quickly progressed in to what she called "porno" sex. He lived with a roommate who was never home, and things got nasty. They would watch a porno, and do whatever they were doing in the porno. That included everything except for the girl on girl stuff, but went as far as including ATM's (Ass to mouth). They finally started taping it, and she thought that she had all the copies hidden at home. Yeah, well, except for the one.
That is my point, there is a lot that goes on behind closed doors in this community. Another case in point: A friend of mine, who was 17 at the time, knew a guy from her mom's work. (I am going to use some terms that I know nothing about here, so bare with me). This guy had a calling in his church where he was high up in the church. He was married in the temple, had two children, and was very active in his church. This guy also did side jobs, including sprinkler systems. Well, her parents had him install a system and my friend just happened to be out suntanning in a bikini that day. (She is A LOT like me). She started talking to him, which led to a water fight, which led to them fucking in her bedroom. They had sex 3 more times in the course of him putting in the sprinkler system. (HIGH UP IN HIS CHURCH!)
I know of another woman who was very active in her church who was regularly having sex with her son's best friend (He was in his twenties). Another friend of mine got married in the temple, and within two weeks caught her husband "sexting" a male co-worker!
My community is so Mormon! They are all "better than us", but behind closed doors, they are JUST LIKE US! It just bugs me. Most of my friends were baptized LDS, and though some of them follow the guidelines of their church, many of them are just as bad as me, if not worse.
So, enough of my rambling. Lets talk about sex! So, I met a woman at a bookstore of all places. ( I am still kind of seeing her). I don't normally do the whole "book store" thing, but I had an unexpected night off, was bored, was lonely, and wanted something cheap to do. I searched for a book, bought it with a large Mocha and a couple of cookies, took off my coat, and found a comfortable chair. I had been there probably an hour when the urge to use the bathroom overtook me. I set my book down and asked this pretty woman sitting close to me if she would watch my stuff. She agreed, and when I got back, she struck up a conversation about the book I was reading. I didn't think anything of it, and we ended up talking about various things for the better part of an hour. I was probably about 8 and I realized that I was hungry, so I got up to excuse myself and explained why. She asked where I was going, and told her I didn't really know. She said that she hadn't eaten either, and asked if I had ever been Lucy's. (It's a pizza place).
So we agree on her meeting me at my place, and for us to go over there in her car. The whole time over there, I am thinking that this is pretty much a date, but don't know how. I wasn't reading a book that put a balloon over my head saying that I was "bi" or a lesbian, and even after talking with her for an hour, I wasn't completely sure that she was. But it sure sounded like I was being asked out. "Shannon" is 34, and will be 35 on Christmas day. She is probably about 5'7, weighs maybe 135/140, is pretty despite her minimal use of makeup, wears glasses, and has long brown hair that was pulled up when we met. So, we met at my place, and I asked her to come up so I could get a heavier coat. Once inside, I excused myself for a moment to "spruce up" as it were, and grab my coat. When I came out, she commented on how nice my place was, asked if I lived with anyone.......BOOM! alarms go off in my head. Am I being set up for something? Is she just being nice? Or is my living alone some part of her plan. I told her that I have a roommate (which I still don't) that usually gets home (glance at the clock) at about 9:00 or so. She asked if I was ready, I said yes, and then she asked me........."I just have to ask, not that it makes any difference, but I kind of got a feeling about you, that maybe, you were a lesbian." I was floored. I asked how she knew that, and she explained that she had been a lesbian since she was 14, and a lesbian in this town starts getting really acute "gaydar", and that although she is not always right, she usually was. With coy little smile on my face, I told her that I wasn't a lesbian, but I was a confused bisexual who hadn't slept with a man in a month of sundays. She smiled back and said "So, would it be wrong of me to consider this a date? Or is that assuming too much?" I told her that we could consider this a date, and I was surprised that she could tell that I was in to chicks. (LOL).
After dinner of greasy pizza, she asked if I wanted to go get a drink somewhere. I didn't really like the idea of going to one of the popular hangouts where I could run in to people I knew, and told her so. She said she knew of a place in Pocatello where we could go and just kick back and enjoy each others company. The ride down was just longer than an hour, and I really enjoyed talking to her. We talked about each others backgrounds, told some stories...........one of which I kind of got emotional about, and she laid her soft hand on the back of my neck and consoled me. I got shivers (the good kind) all the way down to my toes when she did that.
The bar was just as she explained, but I just wasn't all that in to it, and neither was she. I had a couple of twisted teas in me, and she only one, so we decided to jet. On our way back, we stopped at an Indian Casino,and after I spent $20 with no payout, got pretty bored with that. We talked all the way back in to Idaho Falls, and without asking, started driving me home. When she pulled in, I asked if she wanted to come up for another drink. When we got inside, she asked if she could use the bathroom. I was in the kitchen, told her where it was (As if she couldn't find it in the grand palace that is my apartment), and I no sooner heard the door shut when panic set in. My little blue friend was sitting right out in the open for all the world to see, right next to the shower.
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