Tactless
As grandmasterfluffles puts it, "My ex once told me, "That's the best sex I've ever had... Well, apart from with my cousin..."
What's the most tactless thing you've heard? And was it you saying it?
( , Thu 3 Nov 2011, 22:40)
As grandmasterfluffles puts it, "My ex once told me, "That's the best sex I've ever had... Well, apart from with my cousin..."
What's the most tactless thing you've heard? And was it you saying it?
( , Thu 3 Nov 2011, 22:40)
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My First Pea
How wonderfully FisherPrice.
*wavy lines*
So I'm sixteen years old. The girlfriend has come around to my place for the day, the folks and the sister are out, and the afternoon is ripe for lovin' -- or at least, kissin' and some awkward groping, which is the best a fairly shy guy such as myself could have expected.
But something is wrong. From the moment the ladyfriend walked in the door, she seemed a little nervous, a little distracted -- basically, the complete opposite of her usual self. After I realised something was up (it took about an hour or so... I'm really that observant), I asked her what was the matter. She refused to tell me. We played that game for a while (What'swrongnothingreallyyesyousureyesoh, the one I would soon come to recognise as an old favourite), but I eventually manage to get it out of her. In a quiet, delicate voice, quite unlike anything I've ever heard her say before, she comes out with:
'I've... you know... *shaved*.'
For some reason, my mind doesn't quite realise what's going on, so I respond with, 'Wow... Well, I have to say, it looks a lot better. I didn't want to mention anything, but I'd definitely noticed a little bit of fuzz there.'
All the while, I'm gesturing to her top lip. The lip that, in fact, was not one of the ones she was referring to.
There was to be no more fumbling that day. It took three hours for me to get her to even speak to me.
Length? Not insubstantial, but firmly out of sight that day. I was lucky she didn't rip it off.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 6:03, 3 replies)
How wonderfully FisherPrice.
*wavy lines*
So I'm sixteen years old. The girlfriend has come around to my place for the day, the folks and the sister are out, and the afternoon is ripe for lovin' -- or at least, kissin' and some awkward groping, which is the best a fairly shy guy such as myself could have expected.
But something is wrong. From the moment the ladyfriend walked in the door, she seemed a little nervous, a little distracted -- basically, the complete opposite of her usual self. After I realised something was up (it took about an hour or so... I'm really that observant), I asked her what was the matter. She refused to tell me. We played that game for a while (What'swrongnothingreallyyesyousureyesoh, the one I would soon come to recognise as an old favourite), but I eventually manage to get it out of her. In a quiet, delicate voice, quite unlike anything I've ever heard her say before, she comes out with:
'I've... you know... *shaved*.'
For some reason, my mind doesn't quite realise what's going on, so I respond with, 'Wow... Well, I have to say, it looks a lot better. I didn't want to mention anything, but I'd definitely noticed a little bit of fuzz there.'
All the while, I'm gesturing to her top lip. The lip that, in fact, was not one of the ones she was referring to.
There was to be no more fumbling that day. It took three hours for me to get her to even speak to me.
Length? Not insubstantial, but firmly out of sight that day. I was lucky she didn't rip it off.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 6:03, 3 replies)
I am hiding behind my hands on the internet at you.
Have a click.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 11:00, closed)
Have a click.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 11:00, closed)
A click just for the "How wonderfully FisherPrice."
I'm surprised she talked to you at all after that.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 13:04, closed)
I'm surprised she talked to you at all after that.
( , Fri 4 Nov 2011, 13:04, closed)
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