1. STORY

    Nov 10, 2010

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    #beach #road head #sex #hump day

    STICK SHIFT

    Today’s contributor learns the true value of a head’s up

    My boyfriend and I had been dating for two years and needed to spice up our enjoyable, but increasingly vanilla, sex life. Without wanting to get too kinky or weird, we decided to have sex in public. And sex in public we had— restrooms, coat checks, cabs — you name it.

    The rush was amazing and I found myself wanting to hook up with him more than I had in the beginning of our relationship. After months of not getting caught,  I guess I thought we were invincible. Maybe that’s why I decided to give him road head for the first time in a rental car on our way to the beach.

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  2. STORY

    Aug 27, 2010

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    #high school #prom #beach #sunburn #bad date

    RED-Y OR NOT, HERE COMES PROM

    A little fun in the sun ruined prom night for today’s contributor

    The day before prom night, I went to the beach with a guy I had been crushing on for 2 years. We went swimming and flirted along the boardwalk, nothing too serious. Then we capped things off with cuddle time in the sand. I guess the heat made us tired because the next thing I knew we had fallen asleep—for four hours! Worst of all, I wasn’t wearing any sunblock. My sun-dried body was in major pain and I looked like I belonged on the menu at Red Lobster!

    I promptly left the beach for pre-prom pampering with my best friend. As I walked in the door she took one look at me and asked, “What the hell happened to you?!” I didn’t understand the severity of the situation until I looked in the mirror.  Not only was I lobster red, but to top it off, I am a red head! My hair blended into my face—eyebrows completely invisible. I resembled one big red dot from the neck up.

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  3. STORY

    Aug 19, 2010

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    #high school #dating #sex #beach #vacation #STD #UTI

    ALL IN MODERATION

    Today’s sex crazed contributor is forced to tame her inner beast

    After I graduated high school, I started dating a guy who was amazing in the sack. He had some kind of crazy sexual power over me—every time I saw him my inner animal came out and I wanted to jump him. We were having sex three or four times a day—a record for me.

    That summer, my girlfriends and I decided to take a beach vacation. I was upset that I’d have to go a whole week without getting any, but I decided that trading sex for some sun wouldn’t be so bad. We hit the road, but we didn’t get off to a very smooth start. A half hour into our drive we had to stop so I could use the bathroom. Within another 20 minutes we had to stop again, and so the pattern continued. I kept feeling like I had to pee, but I just couldn’t.

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