Okay... I've had a couple of things happen to me in my life that I've thought "Wow... this could so have turned into a porno / Literotica story!" One of them I eventually did turn into a Lit story (River Walkers) by changing the events of what actually happened.
This past weekend... was slightly more explicit. LOL. So, hubby and I went to the Running of the Bull in Dewey Beach (which was AWESOME) with my bestie and her boyfriend. We'll call them Bestie and Boyfriend for the purposes of this blog.
Bestie and I have been friends since high school and I'm pretty sure our mothers expected us to become lesbians and marry each other. We are pretty handsy and physically affectionate and if we were at all homosexually inclined we probably would have fulfilled our mother's expectations, but we both like the penis and neither of us are even remotely interested in vaginas, although we play with boobies a fair amount. Especially each other's. Hubby has long since resigned himself to the situation. Boyfriend has come to accept that being with Bestie means he's basically part of a foursome rather than just a couple.
So of course there's lots of sex and gang-bang jokes on our way down to the beach since we're all four of us sharing a hotel room, although we were also meeting other friends when we got down there. But those friends weren't going to be in the same room as us.
Running of the Bull involves a LOT of drinking and at some point Bestie and Boyfriend disappear cuz they went to say hi to some of Boyfriend's other friends... they never re-met up with us the way they were supposed to and they weren't answering their phone so hubby and I decide to head back to the hotel room. We joke that they're probably in there doing it since they disappeared. Get back... nope, just passed the eff out on the bed. They wake up enough for us to make dinner plans with them since we wanted to go to the beach for a couple of hours and we leave again.
When we come back again I joke "I should probably knock on the door just in case they're getting it on."
Knock, put the key in and enter... and OOPS. They are obviously in the midst of pulling the covers over themselves and quickly getting off of each other. We're in the doorway going "uh... should we turn around?" Bestie still has at least her top on that I can see so I'm honestly not sure if they're trolling us, all of us are laughing...
At which point Boyfriend (while laughing) pulls off his condom with a SNAP of rubber and THROWS IT ACROSS THE ROOM.
At which point I realized that no... no they were not trolling us. Bestie and I are both "OMG!" Granted, Boyfriend was still drunk, but his explanation later was that he thought it would somehow conceal what they were doing.
He also later told hubby and I that our faces were epic. I honestly wish we could have gotten some kind of photographic evidence of the entire situation.
Obviously if this HAD turned into a porn then things would have gone very differently when I asked if we should leave, but it was definitely the closest I've ever come to actually being in a scenario that could be the beginning of a porno. And also freaking hilarious.
I still can't believe that he threw the condom across the room. Bestie kept asking him HOW that possibly could have been his first reaction. Personally I thought it was a perfectly reasonable reaction but maybe that's just me LOL.
In writing news - I'm about 4 chapters away from being done with Dealing With Discipline and I submitted another chapter to Marriage Training this evening. Keep an eye out for Feedback, a standalone Non-Con that I wrote for Lit... it was submitted on Thursday and should be out sometime this week!
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