Accidentally Erotic
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
There I am, sitting in the dark, squinting at a chart of letters trying to work out if that's an E or a H. The optician is leaning toward me and suddenly I'm concentrating more on her than the chart, praying she doesn't get any closer or this could get embarrassing.
What situations in your life have you found accidentally/inappropriately erotic?
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 12:49)
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Oh, so many stories....
Gigs are always a good one. Especially when it's the boyfriend up on stage - I'll be stood right at the front almost touching him, he'll be playing deep, rumbling bass lines that vibrate all up my legs and I can literally smell the pheromones coming off him. Guitars are so phallic anyway... think about it - to a girl (or to me at least) it looks like you're stood there holding your wang. And basses have longer necks... *drools*
Next story! Bit odder, this one. To briefly explain - the boyfriend drives a Morris Minor van. 1969. Bright blue. Lovely. Now, when he's driving at a good speed (relatively speaking) I'm fine, but if he slows it down and crawls along, it vibrates like fuck. We found this out a while back at one of the shows he'd entered it in - for those not in the know, vintage vehicle rallies comprise of a bunch of nutters staying in a big field for a weekend, lots of stalls and stuff, and a ring in the middle where you drive around and show off to the paying public. In the ring you have to drive around VERY SLOWLY - as in, walking pace. At that sort of speed he has to keep fiddling with the clutch, choke etc. in order to keep it going, with the result that it runs a bit "lumpy" - so naturally it vibrates at different speeds and levels of intensity. Nearly had an unfortunate moment last summer when I came so close to orgasm right in the middle of the arena with hundreds of people watching... still, at least I could blame my flushed appearance on the hot weather :) now I've learnt to sit with my feet jammed right at the end of the footwell so I'n not actually touching the seat!
Finally (for now at least), I had my legs waxed professionally for the first and only time about five years ago, before I went on holiday to New Zealand for a month. The hot wax, the short, sharp shock of having it pulled off, the nice (fairly attractive - don't normally like beauty salon types) woman stroking my legs as she smoothed the strips down... all resulted in me having visibly erect nipples when I got up off the table thing, and had a bright red face when I paid. Been too embarrassed to go back since!
Think I'd better go and have a cold shower now.
(apologies for length, but I just like it that way)
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 13:43, Reply)
Gigs are always a good one. Especially when it's the boyfriend up on stage - I'll be stood right at the front almost touching him, he'll be playing deep, rumbling bass lines that vibrate all up my legs and I can literally smell the pheromones coming off him. Guitars are so phallic anyway... think about it - to a girl (or to me at least) it looks like you're stood there holding your wang. And basses have longer necks... *drools*
Next story! Bit odder, this one. To briefly explain - the boyfriend drives a Morris Minor van. 1969. Bright blue. Lovely. Now, when he's driving at a good speed (relatively speaking) I'm fine, but if he slows it down and crawls along, it vibrates like fuck. We found this out a while back at one of the shows he'd entered it in - for those not in the know, vintage vehicle rallies comprise of a bunch of nutters staying in a big field for a weekend, lots of stalls and stuff, and a ring in the middle where you drive around and show off to the paying public. In the ring you have to drive around VERY SLOWLY - as in, walking pace. At that sort of speed he has to keep fiddling with the clutch, choke etc. in order to keep it going, with the result that it runs a bit "lumpy" - so naturally it vibrates at different speeds and levels of intensity. Nearly had an unfortunate moment last summer when I came so close to orgasm right in the middle of the arena with hundreds of people watching... still, at least I could blame my flushed appearance on the hot weather :) now I've learnt to sit with my feet jammed right at the end of the footwell so I'n not actually touching the seat!
Finally (for now at least), I had my legs waxed professionally for the first and only time about five years ago, before I went on holiday to New Zealand for a month. The hot wax, the short, sharp shock of having it pulled off, the nice (fairly attractive - don't normally like beauty salon types) woman stroking my legs as she smoothed the strips down... all resulted in me having visibly erect nipples when I got up off the table thing, and had a bright red face when I paid. Been too embarrassed to go back since!
Think I'd better go and have a cold shower now.
(apologies for length, but I just like it that way)
( , Thu 2 Feb 2006, 13:43, Reply)
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