They decided New Year's would be more fun if they shared the cost of a fancy hotel suite. They checked in and hung out, then hit the city--a nice dinner and movie and then returned to the hotel. They each retreated to their respective rooms for bed. Each couple had sex on the mind, and knew it'd be a great night. Then, John and Amy heard a knock on their door. It was Scott and Kelli with a bottle of chilled wine. They'd started getting ready for bed, too, but decided it'd be more fun to share.
What they saw in their motel room
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It was one of those small motels along the highway. There were two beds, a dresser, a night stand, a lamp and a mirror. They took the mirror off the wall and propped it against one bed so they could see themselves from the other bed.
Vegas
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So she was in Vegas. She'd come to party, and party she did, still had VIP ribbons on her wrists from clubs and after parties. The pool was a cool place to hang out, soak up some sun and rest. She'd untied her bikini straps for tanning, and she turned to look up, her bikini slipped a little. She didn't care. She was in Vegas.
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BFFs on vacation
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Now What?
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Put A Ring On it
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Some women are the marrying kind and if you let them slip away, you'll be sorry. Here's a little advise from our friend Beyonce:
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
Don't be mad once you see that he want it
If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it
The Devil Wears Nada
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In "The Devil Wears Nada", Marge Simpson once again sheds off her clothes for the camera. After drinking a couple too many wines at a charity calendar photo shoot, Marge Simpson poses provocatively for an European photographer.
The intent of the Charity Chicks calendar was to raise money for a fundraiser headed by Marge and her friends. Originally, the calendar was supposed to feature each one of Marge and her friends, including Luann Van Houten (Milhouse' mom). But Marge's drunken sexy poses end up being in every single month of the calendar.
A classic line from the episode:
Comic book guy: Here comes the woman who made February the hottest month of the year.
Snow Blow
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He's knows if you've been bad or good...
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Two questions: first, is Santa copping a feel? And secondly, is that a vibrator he left for her under the tree?
(I guess he really does know who's been nice and who's been naughty.)
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Winter Wonderland!
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Back in the Day
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Yay Skiing!
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Room 223
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The hotel had cable. He thought maybe he could relax a little after all the traveling. She had other ideas.
Colorado Cowgirl
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The Gift
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Couldn't be that long ago?
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Pulling photos from the past. Was it really that long ago? Seems like only a few years ago. Was it really a decade, no...more... 15 years... hard to believe. Before email. Before cel phones. Before wi-fi and facebook and digital cameras. The 1990s. It didn't seem like old history when we were that age, early 20s. We knew technology was becoming more and more part of our lives. We had no idea, though, how quickly and how much all of that would change.
We were both so young, but felt so old. So mature. Like we had it all figured out and everything was in front of us.
I wonder how she is now. Married, with kids. I can find out everything on Facebook. Back then goodbye seemed like goodbye. Now it's all coming back.
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Same Room
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We finally got up the nerve to put an ad on Craigslist for MW4MW. We had never done any swinging before, so we decided to take it slow and post for same room. I was 34 and she 28. The couple we met were probably 10 years older than us. Very social a pretty good looking. They'd been swinging for years. They promised to take things at out own pace.
We agreed to meet for drinks, and then afterwards, the couple got a motel room and invited us in to relax. They suggested we'd all be more comfortable if we just took off our clothes and hung out. So we did. We were both super nervous. But the new couple, let's call them Carter and Carol, made us more at ease. Carter had a large cock. He had it totally shaved. It sort of instantly turned me off. Carol and he definitely looked to be "in the lifestyle."
Carol suggested we just take is slow and easy and maybe the women could just suck each of their husband's cocks, as she said this, she kneeled down in front of Carter and took him in her mouth. My wife followed suit. Soon Carter and I were both hard and getting our cocks sucked by our wives. Carter's already thick member seemed to get even bigger. My wife wasn't as experienced at giving head as Carol, it was obvious, but she was enjoying it and into what she was doing. I couldn't help but watch Carol expertly maneuver her mouth on Carter. It was like watching a porn movie close up, and perfectly clear and with real live sound right in front of me of every slurp and gulp. She was giving it to Carter so hard and sure, that I could tell he was about to shoot his load. I felt my own body respond, and began to tense. Carter clenched and thrusts his hips forward as cum gushed from his cock and Carol swallowed. At that moment, I shot my load into my wife's eager mouth.
After that we cleaned up, got dressed, and said our goodbyes. We wanted to have a little test of what it was like, and we'd gotten just that. We told Carter and Carol we'd keep their number and maybe give them a ring sometime. On the car ride home, I was quiet as I drove, wondering what my wife had thought of the whole experience. She'd put her seat back, perhaps to rest. Then at a stop light, I glanced over and noticed that she wasn't sleeping, but that she'd slipped a hand into her pants. I didn't say anything and pretended I hadn't seen. I wanted her to have her moment. It was clear that she was rubbing herself. She continued as we drove, bringing herself to a shuttering orgasm a few blocks from our house.
As we pulled up in the drive, I already knew that Carter and Carol had sent an email thanking us for a nice time. And I knew next friday, we'd be seeing them again.
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College Dorm Room, Cira 2002
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Brush, Camera, Mirror
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Emily Dickenson
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Emily Dickinson, regarded as one of America’s greatest poets, is also known for her life of self-imposed social seclusion. Her lifestyle created an aura, often romanticised, and frequently a source of interest and speculation. But ultimately Emily Dickinson is remembered for her unique poetry. Within short, compact phrases she expressed far-reaching ideas, questioning the nature of immortality and death. Amidst paradox and uncertainty, her poetry has an undeniable capacity to move and provoke.
Emily Dickinson was born on 10th December, 1830, in the town of Amherst, Massachusetts. As a child, Emily proved to be a bright student. She delighted classmates with her original writings of rhyming stories. Emily’s father was strict in bringing up his children. Emily said of her father: “His heart was pure and terrible.” He censored household reading materials; Walt Whitman for example was considered “too inappropriate” and novels had to be smuggled into the house.
At a young age, she said she wished to be the “best little girl.” However despite her attempts to please and be well thought of, she was also independently minded.
Because of her discomfort in social situations, Emily gradually reduced her social contacts, going out less and less into society. By her late twenties, this led to an almost complete seclusion; she spent most of her time in the family house. Still, she maintained close personal relationships through letters, and penned more than 1,700 poems, which were published after her death. She had instructed her sister to burn all her letters. Not specifying poems, those, luckily, were spared. There are only a few known photos of Emily. No doubt many of her secrets were kept from history.
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Ice, Ice, Baby
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Unfinished Music, Two Virgins
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In October, 1968, John Lennon and Yoko Ono released, “Unfinished Music No.1: Two Virgins.”
Staying up all night at John’s home studio in Kenwood, John and Yoko created the music by recording tape loops of John on different instruments (piano, organ, drums) and sound effects (including reverb, delay and distortion). Yoko ad-libs in response to the sounds. At the end of the session, the story goes, they made love.
The title came, John said, from feeling like they were "two innocents, lost in a world gone mad."
John and Yoko used a camera with a self-timer to take the nude photographs of themselves for the album's cover; the front showed them standing naked facing the camera, the back cover showed them from behind. (The photos were taken at Ringo Starr's basement apartment at Montagu Square, where Lennon and Ono stayed later that year.)
Paul McCartney provided a note on the album cover, which read: "When two great Saints meet, it is a humbling experience. The long battles to prove he was a Saint."
The cover provoked an outrage, prompting distributors to sell the album in a plain brown wrapper. Copies of the album were impounded as obscene in several jurisdictions (including 30,000 copies in New Jersey). John commented that the uproar seemed to have less to do with the explicit nudity, and more to do with the fact that the two of them were rather unattractive and the photo unflattering; Lennon described it later as a picture of "two slightly overweight ex-junkies."
John Lennon and Yoko, you are my heroes. You bared it all for each other and your art. Thank you.
We miss you John.
Forget Me Not
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On Vacation
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Hanging Out
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Elegance and Grace
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View of Two
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This has got to be about the sexiest point of view a guy could possibly hope for. Every part tells a story.
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Flower Power!
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Bikini Malfunction
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