CAN I GET a MAN WITH THAT?

FRIGHT UNDER THE STARS

A romantic evening takes an unexpected turn 

He bought me flowers and took me to a romantic dinner. Afterwards, we went to a deserted area where we laid on the hood of his car and watched airplanes take off amidst the stars. I was nervous and weak in the knees. Any 16-year-old would be—especially one who’s dating a 21-year-old guy.

I was sexually experienced, but had never taken the full plunge into having sex. In other words, I was still a virgin.  His lips knew what they were doing when he ventured towards my nether regions, causing me to question how long I’d stay one. I told myself I wouldn’t give it up, but his tongue had other plans. And he just knew he would pop my cherry that night.

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DRIVER’S HEAD

Today’s contributor gets a driving lesson she wont forget
 
I have never been a fan of drunken hookups—mainly because I always feel like a complete idiot the morning after. But I’m a light weight—literally in size and tolerance—so it doesn’t take much for me to get a buzz going, and during one occasion, the word “idiot” was an understatement.

I was en route to a popular make out spot with my boyfriend called “Lookout Point.” We were only two miles away, but I was drunk, horny, and my libido couldn’t wait any longer. So I pulled my boyfriend’s pants down and gave him road head right then and there. You know a man is having a good time when he’s louder than the music. But, of course, something always has to go wrong in a perfect scenario.

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BACK SEAT OF MY JEEP

A backseat hookup is mistaken for illegal activity

I decided to spend a 4-day weekend with my boyfriend and his parents in the burbs, not realizing how this arrangement would infringe upon sexy time. While his parents prepared dinner, we offered to pick up dessert at a local bakery. This was really a clever ploy to fulfill our own needs.

En route to the bakery, we found a remote spot near a vacant housing lot. The perfect area to alleviate the sexual tension that was building up from the moment I stepped foot into his parents’ house. We rolled up all four windows of his father’s Land Rover, let down the seats, and in the dead of winter, prepared to christen the family truck.

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THREATS OF A CRAZED EX

We’re certain this contributor’s ex drank the same Kool-Aid as Kid Cudi

My boyfriend and I had been broken up for months, but it was clear that he was still in love with me. I didn’t want to cut him out of my life completely, so I still allowed him to come over and hang out. He’d come over at all times of the day and night—it was almost like he lived with me. My friend and I decided that it just wasn’t healthy for either of us, and that I needed to end things for good.

My friend promised to stay the night since I knew he’d be dropping by at some point. At around 11 P.M., he came over and rang the doorbell, but we didn’t answer. He started banging on the door and yelling that he’d break the door down. He then moved to the back door, and finally he opened the garage door. My friend ran to the door with the phone in her hand, prepared to call 911.

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REBOUND RAID

She planned to make him green with envy, but he ended up red with rage

My ex-boyfriend is an undercover cop — naturally hotheaded with a habit of popping up unannounced. After over a year of dating, our plans to head down the aisle came to a screeching halt when he found out I cheated. But I wasn’t ready to let the relationship go. So, I planned to win him back the best way I knew how — by making him jealous.

I was home with an unsuspecting rebound when my doorbell rang. I wasn’t expecting my ex, but leave it to him to notice a BMW with fraternity plates in my driveway. As soon as I opened the door, he barged inside, knocked me out of the way, and marched up to my bedroom looking for the frat guy “f*cking” his ex-girlfriend. My poor rebound was so frightened he hid.

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DRUG DEALERS AND DRIVE-THRUS

A one-night stand goes from lust and ardor to Law & Order

One night, I met a guy at the bar. Captivated by the mischievous twinkle in his sexy blue eyes, I decided to go home with him. In the midst of some fantastic sex, he answered a knock on his door and didn’t return. As I wondered where he was, a guy I had never seen before burst in. He informed me that my boy-toy had fled the scene, the cops were after him and if I didn’t want to be involved in a drug bust, then I should probably leave.

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THE BROOKLYN PSYCHO

With a date this hard to stomach, she should have just followed her gut

I was at a club in Brooklyn when he asked me to dance. Something about his smile and the way he moved seemed off, but my brother-in-law insisted he was merely drunk. After a decent time on the dance floor, I reluctantly accepted his invitation for drinks. Our next encounter was beyond telling.

We met at a bar near the Staten Island Ferry and things quickly grew uncomfortable. His demeanor was intense and he kept staring at me with a strange look in his eye. Then he suggested we watch TV and eat popcorn at my apartment. That was my cue to excuse myself from the table. I told him I had to use the restroom and planned to exit through the back door — but he followed me!

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