CAN I GET a MAN WITH THAT?

DON’T DRIVE AND BONE

Today’s contributor learns the danger of vehicular sex     
 
Since my boyfriend and I both live at home, it’s hard for us to get some alone time.  Every once in a while, we have to resort to having sex in my parent’s car.  It’s uncomfortable, but also necessary.  The last time that we decided to do it in the car though, an unexpected visitor interrupted us.

My boyfriend and I were in the backseat, we had our clothes off and we were going at it, when there was a knock on the window. 

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FREE RIDE

Today’s contributor channels a really bad Charlie Sheen movie

My boyfriend and I were on our way to New York City — an excruciatingly long ride from the suburbs during 6am traffic. He was driving my car to his construction work sight and at this ungodly hour, we hadn’t been able to get our dose of morning sex. We were extremely horny, not to mention, bored since we were forced to drive around 10mph.

So, while on FDR Drive, a six lane highway in New York, I decided to trade my passenger seat for the driver’s seat — with him still in it. This was in broad daylight, so the cars next to us got a little show. One guy was talking on his phone and we heard him scream, “Oh shit, the people in the car next to me are getting it in.” We began laughing hysterically. We were almost finished as my boyfriend got to our exit. I got off of him and we kissed passionately at the next stop light. I thought this to be one of our greatest sexual accomplishments yet.

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GRAVEYARD SHIFT

This kind of sex will really bring you back to life

The summer after we graduated high school, my boyfriend and I were really into having sex in the car. Since neither one of us had our own place, it just seemed the most convenient place to work out our sexual tension. We would generally park on side streets where the lights wouldn’t hit our car and go at it for hours.

One day, we couldn’t wait for the sun to go down and we were desperate to find a spot that would allow us to explore our passion without interruption. We drove around for what seemed like hours, dying to have sex.  Finally, I suggested we go to a cemetery, where I figured the winding roads would help us keep our session discreet. We drove into the cemetery, parked at the end of a long road and we proceeded to have amazing, uninhibited sex.  After we finished, I guess my adventurous spirit (no pun intended) wore off and I realized that 1. I’d just had sex in a cemetery and 2. I wanted to get the hell out of there.

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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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BOOTY CALL BUST

Today’s contributor fears her ‘sexual freedom’ will put her behind bars

Some say I’m a “freak,” but I prefer to think of myself as sexually liberated. Quite simply, I love doing what I want, when I want. Sometimes, however, this can backfire on me. One night, I was feeling super frisky. I called one of my booty calls, who always comes through for me in my time of need. I decided it would be fun to have a little rendezvous right in my car.

I picked him up and we parked on a quiet street. Things got hot and heavy pretty fast. My legs were in some crazy positions, the dirty talk was flowing—we weren’t holding back at all. Suddenly, we heard loud beeping. I froze and looked up to see an NYPD van backing up to park alongside my car.

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THE KING OF BAD DATES

Today’s contributor refused to be this loser’s “burger queen”

I went through a rocky breakup, and my friend decided to set me up with his cousin. In the weeks prior to our date, we spoke for hours and sent each other pictures. He was tall, handsome, and had great conversation skills.

I picked him up for our date, and the first thing I noticed was his baggy clothing, which I loathed. After my brief superficiality, I decided to proceed with the date. We planned to see a movie, and he told me he wanted to see a scary movie. I was annoyed; we had previously talked about how much I hated them. When I reminded him of that conversation, he insisted that we see it anyway. We argued, and he finally apologized and agreed to see something else.

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