I have not lost it, if I had though, I would not share those stories with any of you. I do not understand why people are always so open about sexual stuff with each other. I actually give a shit about sexual interactions with my partner and keep those things between us.

Quote from: DAS B00T x2 on November 05, 2014, 03:14:23 PM

Quote from: Kinder on November 05, 2014, 03:09:14 PM

Paws

GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE YOU FUCKING BESTIALIST FUCK

Furry*

Eh.. He's pretty much the only notable western vidya game composer.

Quote from: Jimjob the Jam Lorde on November 05, 2014, 02:54:20 PM

Quote from: Madman Mordo on November 05, 2014, 02:49:24 PM

>MMXIV
>not liking scrunched up soles

confirmed for shit tier taste in feet

are you implying  I don't?

they're clearly superior to toes

GOD DAMN IT JIM DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE

ur rong tho

Quote from: Numb Digger on November 05, 2014, 02:19:56 PM

Quote from: BaconShelf on November 05, 2014, 02:18:46 PM

A story that will hopefully never happen.

Why not? Sex can be a truly amazing experience, if it's with someone you love or care about. Sex in drunken stupor though, I don't think that would be too enjoyable.

I just don't want to. Too many potential negative consequences and I prefer not to be around other people.

Quote from: Jimjob the Jam Lorde on November 05, 2014, 01:52:51 PM

Quote from: Noelle on November 05, 2014, 01:50:34 PM

You guys are kinda ganging up on him for no reason... Everyone has bad days, and you guys talking about him like this is not going to be helpful to his mood. Just leave him alone, let him take some time to cool off from whatever is bothering him.

but i don't like him

Nobody likes you though.

Quote from: Numb Digger on November 05, 2014, 02:03:18 PM

Quote from: Jimjob the Jam Lorde on November 05, 2014, 01:59:59 PM

Spoiler

This series of events took place to the best of my recollection, around 1981.
A bit of background, my mom and dad divorced around 1974 and I, along with my sister lived with my mother at my grandparents house; theirs was on the same plot of land as my maternal aunt and uncle's house, in fact they used the same driveway. Aunt and uncle had a pool and a travel trailer that we would sleep in at times. I had been overweight as long as I could remember, not morbidly obese but I did wear "husky" clothes. One day, while I was changing, mom walked in on me and asked if everything was alright with my penis; to clarify, I was 18 at the time and had a "grower". Mom thought there was something wrong because it looked so small (it was only around 2" flaccid but around 6" hard). At any rate she took me to a urologist to be sure that I was normal. My mother was a bit of a paradox, in that she had lots of sex books around at the time but didn't like to speak of such things.
We never really talked about sex and there was no real nudity around the house, but I do remember times when she would ask me to come into the bathroom while she was bathing so we could talk; I would sit on the lid of the toilet and she would be soaking with the shower curtain closed half way so I could not see her pubic area and she had a wash cloth covering her breasts.
The night things first happened, it was a couple of months after graduation, I had just turned 18. My grandmother had died several months earlier and I cannot remember where my sister was but I know my grandfather was sleeping at the other end of the house from the family room where mom and I were watching TV after I got home from work.
It was about 11pm and the movie dressed to kill was on; if you recall, or if perhaps you have never seen, it starts out with Angie Dickinson having a sexual fantasy in the shower and continues with her masturbating under the spray, pretty graphic if memory serves.
I was in my work clothes and mom was in her favorite sleep wear, a pink night shirt that came down to her knees, it had a Court jester on it and had "wanna fool around?" printed on it. We watched the scene described above in silence, I know I was turned on and when I looked over at mom, she just looked back and smiled.
I still to this day don't remember how it started, but mom asked if I had ever seen a woman up close like that before, I said no, and she proceeded to get out of her recliner, pull her panties off and her night shirt up. Mom had a dark hairy bush and she came over to my recliner and parted her labia so I could get a good look. She encouraged me to touch it and as I did, I could feel she was soaked.
I had never really had a girlfriend before and so I had no experience but I played with her for a few minutes, marveling at the soft wetness there between her legs.
All at once, mom lay down on the floor, spread her legs with her feet on the floor and knees in the air and beckoned me down. It sounds stupid now but I was confused at first and asked what she wanted, she told me to take off my clothes and lay on top of her. I did.
Without any further foreplay or explanation, mom took hold of my penis, and inserted me in to her folds. The feeling was exquisite and I pumped away like there was no tomorrow. Within about 30 seconds I said I was going to come, mom said "no, not yet" but it was too late and I came inside her. I never felt shame or guilt at the fact that we committed incest, it was just something that happened. We cleaned ourselves up and went to bed.
The next day, I went to work as usual, the whole day, feeling as if the events of the previous evening never happened.
That night, after everyone else went to bed, I went to moms room, she was reading a novel. Mom told me to get into bed with her, she had that same night shirt on but no panties this time. We kissed a little and I remarked that I thought about what we had done the previous night all day and it felt like a dream, she said she felt the same way. I fondled her breasts a little bit over her night shirt and played with her pussy for awhile before she told me to get out of my underwear. Mom hiked her night shirt up to her breasts and pulled me on top of her, again she took my penis and put it into her vagina. There was no more talking, just a slower fucking than the previous night. In the middle of our tryst, we both heard the door to moms bedroom being opened, we looked at one another and I quickly got off if her and went to the door; I walked naked down the hallway of the darkened house to my grandfathers room and listened at the door but heard nothing. My sister was out so it was just the three of us at home. After a cursory look around the rest of the house, I went back to moms bed and we resumed our act, this time I lasted almost a minute; again, I said I was getting ready to come and asked if I was going to get her pregnant, she said no, that she had her tubes tied after I was born. Again she said "not yet" but again it was too late and I came inside my mother for the second time. Like the last time, we cleaned ourselves up and went to sleep.
A couple of days later, my sister, mom and I were clowning around in the pool, we would take turns diving under water and swimming through each others legs. On one of these passes, as I was swimming through moms legs, she pulled the crotch of her swimsuit aside and showed herself to me. I, of course was thrilled. About that time, my aunt and one of my cousins joined us in the pool. I said I had to use the restroom in the trailer and got out. Shortly after I got to the trailer, mom came in and we sat down at the table and began talking. No one else was around so mom shut the curtain behind us and pulled the top of her suit aside, I began sucking on her nipple and rubbed my fingers between her legs, soon, working my way underneath the fabric so I could feel her skin to skin. After a few minutes of this, she suggested we go into the bathroom so in case anyone came to the trailer, we would not be caught. Mom went in first and I told her that I really wanted to taste her, she pulled her suit aside, I knelt down and began to lick her, she was incredibly wet and smelled great. I was really getting into it when she pulled me up and told me she wanted me inside of her. I pulled my trunks down while she wiggled out of her one piece and she sat on the small sink she had been leaning against. I crouched down and aimed myself at her soaking hole, she guided me inside and we began a quick screw. I was lasting a bit longer because of the awkward angle and the discomfort of being cramped into the small space. All was going well until we heard someone come into the trailer, there was a knock on the bathroom door and my sister called "mom"? I said "no, its me, I think mom went into the house". My sister said okay and left the trailer. I finished up quickly at moms request and delivered my third load of semen into her body. Mom quickly pulled her suit on, left the trailer and went back to the pool, avoiding my sister.
Our last encounter took place about a week later, again my sister was gone and mom and I were to sleep in the trailer. Mom had gone out bed a few hours before and I was watching TV in the house. I went out to the trailer and found mom sitting up reading as usual. As I walked toward the bed, mom smiled at me and flung the covers off to show me she was completely naked.
I stripped and got in bed with mom, we kissed and fondled each other for awhile and I asked once again if I could go down on her, she hesitated but then opened her legs. I crawled down between her thighs and savored the wonderful aroma and wetness. I slowly went to work on moms labia, but after only about 30 seconds, she pulled me up and told me she wanted me inside her. For the fourth and unbeknownst to me, the last time, I sank into moms wetness. We coupled for a time, perhaps 2 minutes, I know mom again didn't have an orgasm but I did, again, deep inside her.

Did that really happen? If not, I still kind of admire how open you are about something like that.

Nah, Jim is an eternal virgin