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Posted:Apr 25, 2009 4:46 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2009 8:52 am
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I hkmrnice allow bustybettyboop to use a link to my main profile photo and a link to my profile with my name in it for the purpose of networking, communication, and creating fun and games on the website. To be used in blogs, email and groups. I realize that getting my name out there is a way to increase my odds of finding like minded people I want to talk to.
Signed hkmrnice Date Apr/25/2009
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God, Government and Money
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Posted:Feb 28, 2009 11:23 pm
Last Updated:Apr 22, 2009 3:38 am
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Comments please.
Nestled right in the middle of the main HK Government Offices, Hong Kong's oldest church and one of the main symbols of capitalism in the city, lies a small park featuring cascading green hills, lush foliage, stone pillars, whispering streams and rolling waterfalls.
If ever there were a better place for good Feng Shui in the city, I am unaware of where it might be.
So this is where we found ourselves making love one night, after a pretty crap evening looking for somewhere interesting in Lan Kwai Fong. It was a long walk, and a pair of stockings were ruined, but it was worth it.
Again, I'm always worried the camera's flash will draw someone's attention. But otherwise, this was a fantastic experience, and one I will want to try again. Perhaps this can be a regular place for us.
She had consumed a bit too much alcohol that night, which is a double-edged blade, as although it loosens up her mood, it also makes it damn hard for her to come.
After a while, I couldn't stand it any longer.
"You added some nutrition to the plants," she joked, after I came all over the grass.
Alas, it was a weeknight, and we needed some rest, so we went home. A little play in the taxi.
One day I want to have sex in the taxi on the way home. it may be tough to arrange, though. Any ideas? Bribe the driver to ignore us? what about safety? We regularly wear seat belts. I guess we'll just have to take that risk one time.
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Sex Under the Stairs: Great start to the new year!
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Posted:Jan 4, 2009 5:27 am
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2009 9:12 am
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Hey people... please... if you read this, leave a comment. kthanks
Just one bottle of champagne, and of course, no panties...
I don't remember exactly why we went down the escalator that led from the busy tourist spot to the carpark at 1:00am on January first.
But being the resourceful (and horny) man that I am...
"Wait a minute... I saw something," I told her, as we were going back up the escalator after seeing nothing else interesting down there. I led her back down again to the Schroff area.
"What?" she asked, as we loitered there, pretending to look at advertisements on the walls.
Shit. People kept coming down, or coming in from the carpark and going up, and I didn't want anyone to see where we were about to go.
Finally, a break. I grabbed her hand, and pulled her around the edge of the escalator.
It was a perfectly secluded spot. No security cameras. Very unlikely anyone else would go down there. There were no barriers or signs telling people that entry was restricted. Anyone curious might have ducked under to see what was there just like we had.
I pulled the dress down and exposed her always gorgeous braless breasts, immediately taking a nipple between my lips.
"Here?" she asked. "Why not?" I replied. A wicked smile appeared on her lips. She always liked ideas like this.
I reached under her dress and felt that she was wet already... of course no panties -- never any panties -- and taking off her coat (it was cold as fuck that night) just a light stretchy leopard print dress pulled over her perfect naked body. Shit, I was horny as fuck, and wasn't really interested in drawing this out... foreplay would have to wait for a more formal time.
I pulled the dress up over her hips to expose her lovely shaved pussy (we pluck out the hair by hand, actually), then I pulled out the camera, and she instinctively posed as I snapped too few photos for the sake of posterity and horny blog readers.
All the while, people were passing overhead, and we could hear their conversations. The biggest risk perhaps was that the flash from the camera might draw someone's attention to the fact that something was going on under the escalator.
Perhaps a few hundred people passed as I bent down to put my lips on her soft vagina and my tongue as far as it would go between. Not much time for that. I turned her around and she reached up to lean on the back of the escalator over our heads, while people were all the while going up and down, up and down, standing on the opposite side of the same surface. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out my impatient dick and balls. I could have been a carpenter.
I entered her from behind as she stood there, and she moaned appreciatively. As usual in a public situation, it wasn't so long before I felt the dam bursting. She had a huge, dirty smile on her face as I slid in and out of her wet, wet pussy.
I slowed down to allow myself to reach a trancelike state, then, not having a condom, slid out, not wanting to come until I could do it properly later (after making sure she came first).
I didn't come, but a few drops glistened and dribbled out of my still fully exposed cock as I relaxed, grinning like a New Year's baby. It felt like slow motion as we readjusted our clothes and covered up our respective body parts.
She put her coat on, and we paused, waiting for a quiet period where it seemed like no one was on the escalator.
Walking out innocently from behind the escalator, we turned around and saw a quiet family of four coming down as we started up. The little girl wouldn't have thought anything, but I'm sure the dad, mom and aunt must have wondered why a revealingly dressed couple were sneaking around dark places on New Year's morning.
"Thank you," came her usual response, ignoring the fact that I enjoyed it every much as bit as she did.
2008 was a great year for us, indeed. 2009 will be even better, if this was any indication. And I know it was.
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Why Don't We Do It in the Road?
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Posted:Oct 18, 2008 10:32 pm
Last Updated:Oct 19, 2008 5:02 am
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One place I've always wanted to have sex is on a public walkway looking over a busy highway. This one was an experience I will definitely want to try again. I was a bit worried cars coming the opposite direction might be distracted though. there was also a small risk of someone looking out the window of any of the tall buildings surrounding us.
But when you think about it, what's the worst that could happen? No one could walk up on us and surprise us because we could see both sets of stairs going up to the flyover, and if someone came, it would be quick enough to put everything in its place. The most likely people to see something going on would be drivers coming the opposite direction, but they certainly wouldn't have had time to whip out a camera.
It was just a nice, dreamy experience, and another notch on the bedpost.
Still haven't done it in the cinema, a swimming pool, taxi or ferry. Any other ideas?
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SOTB #2
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Posted:Sep 13, 2008 10:47 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 4:35 pm
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Day at the beach. Well, I was taking some photos which were getting naughtier and naughtier, and got myself too horny and said 'what the fuck' and made love to her right there on the beach, in the afternoon sun, with other people nearby.
I've made love on the beach before... once on the sand at night, and once wading out in the sea (which I blogged about earlier), but never in the afternoon, and especially not with people within sight of us had they simply looked.
It was intense, and relatively brief, but I had an amazing orgasm, and would have returned the favor had she not had a slight ingrown hair problem and didn't want oral on that particular day...
Next time, sweetie. I'll return the favor with my tongue, right there, right then.
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"You want it HERE?"
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Posted:Apr 3, 2008 11:12 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2008 5:33 am
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It's not even her shortest skirt. That distinction would probably go to the brown pleated number she wore to play pool a few weeks back.
But it was impossibly short. Before we went out, I told her, "Some people will probably see your panties." "So. I don't mind," she said.
"You'd better be careful when you're dancing."
"It doesn't matter. It's dark and too crowded so no one can see anyway."
Okay.
Half way into the night... at about 1:00am...
"I want to have sex," she said.
"Here?"
"Yeah why not, no one will notice."
For what seemed like ages, I contemplated unzipping and pulling myself out of my jeans, squatting down a bit, moving the string to the side and going in, under the skirt...
"Anyone would notice!"
Sure enough, within 10 seconds of that thought, one of the bar staff was staring at us as we stood in the corner of the bar, my hardness pressing against the back of her skirt through my jeans and my mind still on the possibilities.
It wasn't meant to be, at that time.
1:45am: "I want to take off my panties."
I didn't hesitate to help, hoping that even if someone saw us, it wasn't one of our friends... that might be a little embarrassing, since everyone was already shocked at how short the skirt was and the glimpses of stocking tops and the occasional flash of skin, despite the fact that the stockings were pulled up as high as they could possibly go. Despite the risk, I took the time to snap a photo with my ever-handy camera.
The hem of the tight, stretchy black skirt couldn't have been an inch below the bottom of her bare ass (which had been bare in the g-string anyway) and two inches from her freshly waxed femininity. I loved every minute of it.
I was excited and a bit jealous as she headed off to the dance floor without me... but she loves me and I trusted she wouldn't do anything to disrespect that.
I still wonder how many people might have seen under her skirt. And if anyone did, I envy them for their secret glimpse of my wife's courage and naughtiness.
Perhaps next time we'll find somewhere to take that risk I had been so hesitant about. If so, I'm sure I'll write about it here.
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SOTB
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Posted:Feb 2, 2008 5:58 am
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2008 8:53 pm
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Anyone who's read this blog knows my kink is public sex... and I had another opportunity recently.
My bride and I were on our honeymoon in Boracay, and she was in her Wicked Weasel swimwear whenever we were on the beach, drawing appreciative, and... other types... of stares. Nevertheless, she was happy. Actually, if you want to see the photos, they're posted on the WW website. Just do a Google search for Wicked Weasel.
Anyway, to get back to the story, it was late afternoon, not quite time for the sunset, and we waded about 100 feet into the shallow water off the beach.
Well, let me tell you, when she's wearing a WW, it's pretty easy just to slide the bottoms to the side and...
I'm thinking someone might have noticed, but we were far enough off of the shore they couldn't really see much.
But anyone who's ever made love in the water knows it's not a good combination because the water tends to wash away the lubrication. Nevertheless, it was another nice and exciting experience. Next time we'll remember to carry a small tube of lube out there with us.
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Sorry, sweetheart!
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Posted:Sep 23, 2007 9:49 am
Last Updated:Sep 24, 2007 9:36 am
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I really didn't mean to do that. Actually, I really didn't know I could! Sure, when I was 20 I could hit the ceiling. But at 36, I don't much expect to get it past the breasts.
The porn directors would have loved it though, especially those Japanese jerks.
I assure you I haven't become one of those misogynist assholes who loves to debase women with an unflattering display of bukkake accuracy (only in Japan would they have special names for all the different insulting acts).
It is supposed to be good for the skin though!  ...\8
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Mile High Club, (full membership)
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Posted:Jul 29, 2007 12:50 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2008 11:39 pm
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Well, we did it. And it wasn't easy. I'm sure we were too obvious.
The flight was full. We were in window seats in a two-four-two configuration. The lights were out, but there are always a few people with reading lights on, so it's never really fully dark. There must have been a dozen people who had they simply turned and looked at us, would have made no mistake about what was going on.
There is so little room in those economy class seats, it was really very uncomfortable. At first, we couldn't get in a position where I could get inside. Then I wasn't even sure how much, if any penetration I was getting.
Finally I said to myself "to hell with it" and lifted her up to where we were just way too obvious, and started slowly but surely thrusting in and out...
She was very wet and I was finally getting good penetration, but because of the uncomfortable position, and the idea that we were being way too obvious, it didn't feel great, and it was more embarrassing than exciting... but... for some reason, I suddenly felt the urge to come! I pulled out, and shot all over her leg and the seat belt between us. I was so surprised that I came so fast. But I was relieved. I was really worrying about being noticed by someone who might take offense. I didn't want to offend anyone.
Quickly, I found a pack of tissue and we cleaned up as well as we could. No one seemed to be looking. We sat up, and I kissed her, long and passionately.
We fixed our clothes.. and within five minutes I think we joined the rest of the passengers in an uncomfortable economy class sleep.
But I'm sure she and I had better dreams than most of our fellow passengers.
Now... should we try again on the flight back? Judging from this experience, it's not likely. But this time, simply for bragging rights, it was worth it.
Next challenge... the cinema.
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FINALLY!!!! Sex on the Bus --- Part 3
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Posted:Jun 6, 2007 11:21 pm
Last Updated:Jan 6, 2009 5:08 am
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Well, after months and months, it finally happened. Here's the story...
Woke up Wednesday morning, dreading going back to work. Lots of problems lately, some because of production mistakes, some because of my own poor self-management, but anyway, I just felt stressed, and needed a break.
My girlfriend had the day off, but she had to be in Lantau at 11 to help a friend of her sister's take care of something.
Anyway, my work schedule is kind of relaxed, so it wasn't a problem delaying the inevitable to share a nice breakfast in our usual place.
On impulse, "I think I'll call in sick today".
I could tell by her look that she loved the idea. "Are you sure?" she asked.
"Sure."
So I went with her to Lantau. We had a nice trip on the MTR. On the way back, we snapped some quick naughty photos in an empty train car with my mobile phone. I saw she was wearing one of my favorite pair of tiny lace Wicked Weasel panties under her loose cotton miniskirt. In fact, I had noticed the string of the panties before, because if you looked closely, you could just make out the string back through the white fabric of the skirt. Needless to say, I was feeling a bit turned on by all this.
Once we got back to IFC, we decided to do some shopping.
Well, as everyone knows, Zara unfortunately doesn't have unisex changing rooms. So gentlemen wanting to see their ladies try something on have to wait outside of the changing room and the ladies need to come out in front of everyone else to let their guy have a look.
This can lead to something interesting when the thing that is being tried on is notably sexy.
The second to the last thing she tried on was a sequined cocktail dress that looked stunning on her with the matching Zara high heels. Everyone was trying on the same dress, but she looked the best, thanks to her curvaceous body. I could feel the envy of the guy next to me waiting for his skinny girl to show him the frumpy outfit she chose.
While she was trying this on, I told her to try a white linen frock that was near the changing room. I knew it would be pretty sheer.
Still wearing the high heels, she peeked her head from behind the changing room door. "I think it's a little too sexy!"
"Show me!"
Wow. VERY sheer. She hadn't worn a bra that day, and you could clearly see her nipples through the fabric. Also, the whole shape of her black panties was obvious, from front and back.
I was a little embarrassed, but still proud, and just smiled. I don't know who else saw her, but, I really didn't mind. She was breathtaking. Whoever saw that was definitely lucky. Of course, I know I'm even luckier, because I can see her body any time I like... and more.
Needless to say... by that time, we had both started to feel very horny.
So we left the shop. Our plan was to go home and watch DVDs and make love that afternoon. But I wanted to act on my desire a little, and I'm always looking for some place to be a little naughty away from home.
I took her up to the entrance to the Four Seasons Hotel to "have a look around". We both decided to use the bathroom. She went in to the ladies' room and I went into the men's room. Of course I was thinking in advance that if there was no one there I'd drag her in there after me...
It was pure elegance. Normally, bathrooms aren't always the greatest place for a quickie, as you have to watch out for cleanliness and stuff, but it goes without saying that the bathrooms in the Four Seasons are cleaner than the usual hotel bed.
And the men's room was indeed empty.
I went out, and didn't see my girlfriend. She hadn't finished yet.
But then, an attendant came with a cart full of hand towels. I went in after him to wash my hands (again) hoping he would replace the towels and leave, but in the end it looked like he was going to stay. Curses! Foiled again!
When I came out, I said, "Damn," and my girlfriend (who was waiting for me) said. "What?"
"Nothing."
Later, we were walking down to take the bus home, and I told her what had happened.
"Too bad!" she said. "I felt like doing that too!"
So we decided to take the bus home from Exchange Square. When we got to the bus stop, we had JUST missed the bus to our place. So we stood there waiting for a while. Suddenly I said, "Hey, I have been meaning to go with you to the outlet shops! Let's go there if the 91 bus comes first!"
"Okay!"
Well the bus to Ap Lei Chau came first. And we were the only ones who got on the bus.
So there we were on an empty bus. "Let's go upstairs."
We sat down on the seat behind the stairs, which in hindsight was the perfect choice.
As soon as we sat down, I moved to take off her panties. She looked surprised (I don't know why she's always so innocent!) But she smiled a broad smile as I tucked the tiny panties into my shirt pocket.
Now this miniskirt is very frilly and very short, so it was the easiest thing in the world to offer access to her Brazilian waxed pussy.
Just touching the soft skin of her pubic mound was enough to make both of us gasp. She put her leg over my knee, and sat back, giving full access to her already wet pussy.
I was fingering her, often kissing her deeply, staring into her eyes, and she kept saying "Oh, it feels amazing! Thank you!" I was flattered and proud and so turned on, as the bus travelled through Sheung Wan, with my fingers alternating between stroking her clitoris and being inserted inside of her.
Every time the bus would stop to pick up passengers, we'd slow down a little, and she was ready to cover up quickly if anyone decided to come up the stairs. It was a perfect vantage point to see if anyone was coming up.
Finally, after a few stops, an old man of about 70 or 80 did decide to come up. My fingers came out, and I licked them before he could see, and we both sat up properly and smiled at each other, looking into each other's eyes.
The old man took the seat in the very front of the bus. He just sat there like a statue, staring out the front window, and never turning his neck even the slightest.
Again, on impulse, I boldly unzipped my trousers, pulled down the front of my underwear, and pulled my entire package, balls and everything (and of course I was VERY hard), through the zipper. "Stand up a little."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah."
She stood up and got in front of me, then lowered herself as I slowly put myself inside of her. It was truly an amazing experience. Just 10 feet in front of us was the back of an old man's head. Looking out the window, we passed buildings where people could easily have been watching from the windows; we passed people on the street who might have looked up and wondered why a woman was sitting on a man's lap in the bus; we probably passed other buses where if other people looked, they could not possibly have been mistaken about what was happening, even if all they could see was the upper half of our bodies.
Sometimes during this time my girlfriend moved her own body up and down on me, making it even more obvious if someone happened to look. Other times, she was just raised a few inches above me while I turned my hips to move my penis up and down inside of her wet pussy.
We did this for what seemed like a long time, but must have been only 2 or three minutes, before the bus stopped again, some people got on, and my girlfriend said, "Quick!"
She pulled off of me, straightened her skirt, and sat properly on her seat. I quickly shoved myself into my zipper and zipped up (didn't have time to pull up my underwear). No one could have guessed what just happened. My penis was all wet and still hard inside my trousers. Once the two men who had come up sat down (behind us, unfortunately), I reached into my trousers to pull up my underwear properly. Actually, I was a bit relieved that someone did finally come up, because I would have been close to coming soon, and didn't want to have to pull out because of that.
We sat through the rest of the journey, both smiling huge smiles, my eyes popping out of my head thinking about what we had just done, her panties still in my shirt pocket.
"Thank you," I said.
"No need to thank me, we both enjoyed it," she replied.
I'm so glad I called in sick.
Of course, later that night we finished what we started. And it was wonderful, as usual.
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Poor Bling support from Gay Hookup Zone?
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Posted:May 23, 2007 12:09 am
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2007 11:41 pm
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The idea of "Bling" is a good one for creative types such as myself, and it allows Gay Hookup Zone members to share with others little bits of their personality.
But Gay Hookup Zone seems to be really missing the boat in terms of implementation. In order to "take" a bling someone posts somewhere, first you have to click on the icon, which then takes you to the member's profile page, instead of a place where you are immediately encouraged to add the bling to your own profile.
Also the "search" function on the bling page simply doesn't work. You can add whatever "tags" you want to a bling you create, but when you use the search box to look for a tag, nothing is returned. Ever. No matter what the tag is.
This "search" feature is just broken.
Anyway, here are the "bling" icons I've created so far.
Please help me out and "take" these. It may cost you a few points, but are you really using points for anything?
I'm trying to collect enough points to buy that Ferarri I've had my eye on. 
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Sex on the Bus - Part II
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Posted:Nov 2, 2006 7:19 pm
Last Updated:Jun 7, 2007 4:29 am
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Well... it's been a while since I posted part 1, and I thought I would be posting something really really hot soon thereafter, but it hasn't happened yet.
However, something did happen that I can post about here as part 2.
On the Sunday before Halloween, my partner an I decided to dress up and go to Soho or LKF. Well, she dressed up, but I didn't really, as I didn't have a proper costume.
But she wore a cute little blue gingham farmer's outfit we bought in one of the lingerie booths in Ladies' Market, and she finished the look with pigtails, white lace-top stockings and black patent leather heels.
It didn't take long for the night to get interesting...
We got on the 5B bus heading toward Central, and there was nearly no one on board. Upstairs was completely empty.
Out came the camera.
I don't have her permission to share photos here, but you can imagine we got some pretty hot shots. Just hope the driver wasn't looking in his upstairs mirror. Ah, who cares anyway, right?
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A swinger's first time, 2 on 2
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Posted:Oct 18, 2006 4:16 am
Last Updated:Apr 28, 2024 4:35 pm
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Hey everybody. I posted this in the magazine section way back in May. A lot has happened since then, but I thought I would cross-post it here, anyway.
Original post:
For any of you interested in swinging or group sex, who have been reluctant to try it for whatever reason, or who just might have not put in the effort to make it happen, listen up...
I've always been a relationship person myself, but as a total exhibitionist, I've always wanted to try something like group sex. But I was never with a partner who was eager enough to give it a go. Well, recently, the opportunity presented itself.
When I finally had a girlfriend who I thought would go along with the idea of meeting another couple, I started contacting couples on Gay Hookup Zone. I sent out a couple dozen invitations, and got a surprising number of responses.
It seems it might me much easier for a couple to meet a couple than it is for single people to meet eachother (which I've also done successfully through Gay Hookup Zone), at least here in Hong Kong, where I live.
Anyway, a few couples agreed to meet us, and when we finally arranged a time that was convenient for all of us, we met at a bar. Things worked out.
We were all attracted to eachother, 2 straight guys and 2 bisexual girls, and got straight down to business. that's actually the only way to go about doing it. It won't happen if you're shy or unsure of how to initiate the sexual contact. Once you're in the proper setting (which could be back home, or even in public), just do it. And be assertive.
After all, we're all here for sex. We all have the expectation. As long as we're attracted to eachother and the situation seems safe, there's no reason to beat around the bush. Beat straight toward the bush.
Anyeay, I have to say my first time, and my partner's first time was absofuckinglutely amazing. She was a star. And I was a stud. And we had the most fun I thought possible.
There are advantages to meeting peopke for this kind of sex:
1. Less likely to meet a psycho. If you meet a couple, it's pretty much given that they're both normal enough to be with eachother, so they cant be that freaky.
2. No expectations. You're there for sex and so are they. No one is looking for a relationship here.
3. No obligations. Likewise, once you do it, there's no pressure to call, or to do it again. But if you do want to do it again, that's ok too.
4. Easier to meet people!
5. Easier to meet new types of people you might not normally hook up with.
6. It's a hell of a lot of fun!!!
Anyway, I look forward to any comments, and happy hunting.
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