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TMI Tuesday – Famous or Forgotten

Thanks to an anonymous TMI Tuesday blog lurker for this week’s questions…Famous or Forgotten
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For each question answered, an accompanying story would be entertaining. Delight us!

1. Have you ever had sex with someone famous or who later became famous, if only locally?
Yanno, fame is a funny thing. How is it defined? I would say having your name known by a certain percentage of the population would make you famous. And you can be very famous within a certain population but completely unknown out of it. With that being said…
I’ve had sex with several local musicians. Also a well-known (in his locale) theater actor/director, a published author, a published fantasy/game artist, and my Diva is a bona fide rock/opera/burlesque star in Germany.
Not to mention *myself*! I mean, this blog is read in 10 different countries across the globe, yanno. But I know my fame will eventually be spread beyond that, just you wait. And you can say you knew me when! 😉
2. In the spirit of Six Degrees of Separation, have you had sex with someone who had sex with someone who had sex with someone who . . . someone famous?
Oh yes, I am quite sure. Do I know specifics? Well, see my above answer. You can extrapolate for yourself. 
3. In the opposite direction, have you had sex with someone whose name you didn’t know?
I have known at least the first name (or a nickname) of every single person I’ve ever had sex with.
4. Someone whose name you knew then but have forgotten?
I recently decided to make a list of every person with whom I’d ever had any sexual contact. All the basic sex acts were counted: oral sex, vaginal sex, anal sex, mutual masturbation. While compiling that list, there were a few people here and there that were forgotten, but they were eventually remembered. There are a few people on that list (which spans over 20 years, some of which were spent under the influence of various substances that hinder memory) whose names I have narrowed down to one or two similar names.
For instance, there was this one guy and I can’t remember for sure if his name was Darren or Derek. What makes that more difficult is that I specifically remember that his friend was the other name. (No, I didn’t fuck him, but my friend did. Her name is Tanya, to make things even more confusing.) I also specifically remember that he had a tattoo on his left shoulder of a hammerhead shark with a diving flag. We fucked twice. Once in the hot tub and once on the floor of his place.
Also, there is one guy who I only knew by the nickname of Scooby. It was a one night stand, and the only time I ever let myself be picked up by a customer when I was a bartender.
5. Someone who you suspect may have forgotten you?
While none of us like to think that we’ve been forgotten, considering my varied history and drunken one night stands, I am quite sure at I have been forgotten by at least a few. There is one friend in particular that I fucked twice. Both times we were completely obliterated. I remember almost nothing about the first time. He remembers almost nothing about the second time.
Bonus question: Someone you wish you could forget?
Nobody that I haven’t already forgotten. Just because I remember that I fucked him, doesn’t mean I remember anything about it. 

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Happy TMI Tuesday!

Sinful Sunday – Band aid

“We are not Groupies. Groupies sleep with rock stars because they want to be near someone famous. We are here because of the music, we inspire the music. We are Band Aids.” 
– Penny Lane (Kate Hudson), Almost Famous



Last weekend I had the extreme pleasure of seeing one of my all-time favorite bands, The Greyhounds, perform TWO NIGHTS IN A ROW!!! Before then, it had been about 8 years since I’d been able to catch a show. In recent years, they’ve been performing with one of my other favorite bands, (JJ Grey and) Mofro, so I did see them a few years ago as part of that act. But it had been far too long since I was able to see them play their own music.

I will relive both nights in my head for a long, long time. Both shows were excellent and I danced my ass off, getting all hot and sweaty in the humid Florida night. I also spent a fair amount of time talking with the band. In all honesty, I would’ve jumped at the chance to do much more than just talk with them, like the good little band slut that I am, but they are all really nice guys and I guess for just a little while I wanted to pretend to be a really nice girl, too.

Of course, I wasn’t such a nice girl that I didn’t get at least one souvenir out of the deal. Nothing like four hot, talented guys touching your breasts at the end of the night! Thanks for indulging me, guys. Just remember that next time you come around, I’m more than willing to be the one indulging you!

Photo taken by the owner of the bottom signature on my right boob.

[Btw, Dee, although I wasn’t trying at the time, I believe this may be the first ‘bar/pub’ photo, am I correct? It was also a concert, but after the fact. :)]

Posted in participation with Sinful Sunday, hosted by Molly’s Daily Kiss.Click below to see who else is showing off their signature assets this Sunday.
 

TMI Tuesday – Fuck yeah, it’s random

Hey, hey, hey, hey…Time to get random again on TMI Tuesday. Why? Because it is fun to know random stuff about you; it can reveal a lot about your personality.

1. Tell us about your sluttiest act ever.
I can’t lie. I’ve done some really slutty things. So many that it’s really hard to judge the “sluttiest”. However, I was recently reminded of one extremely slutty night…
Years ago, not long after I’d found a new job I went back to visit former co-workers. One of them was this hot guy, Aaron, who was the lead singer of a local cover band. He invited me out to see him play that Saturday night. I said that would be cool and he gave me all the info. After he went back inside, my friend Lucy said, “Girl, he wants to fuck you so bad! He was hitting on you so hardcore!” I was fairly astonished. Somehow I’d completely missed it! Having this brought to light completely set the tone for the evening.
Saturday night I went over to Lucy’s house to get ready. Her husband was going to drive so that she and I could drink as much as we wanted. As was appropriate, I wore my little black dress and strappy black heels. And no panties. Hey, he was hot, I was single, and I hadn’t been with a man in about four years! It was the only thing to do!
We got to the bar and I pretty much started slamming back drinks and shots as soon as we got there. It didn’t help that Lucy was buying them! I don’t know how many shots of Goldschläger I drank that night, but I’m sure I could’ve easily swallowed a whole pound of gold! And I know I lifted my dress and flashed the bartender at least once for a free shot. So it didn’t take long before I was pretty drunk.
I was really laying it on that night, dancing all sexy right in front of the stage. Aaron couldn’t keep his eyes off me! It was definitely very hot in there! Lucy still jokes with me about seeing me in action that night. It was a sight to behold, I’m quite sure.
After the gig was over, Aaron played the part of the gentleman and walked all of us to Lucy’s truck a couple of blocks away. She and her husband got inside and Aaron and I made out all hot and heavy against the side of the truck for some unknown amount of time. Finally we pried ourselves apart. Then I got the great idea that we should give him a ride to his car since he’d walked all the way over to where we were. Really, I was just angling for some more make-out time! He was quite the kisser!
We didn’t stop once we got to his car, either. In retrospect, I feel bad for Lucy and her husband for having to endure all the slurping and moaning, although she assures me that no apologies are necessary. (Especially since she more than made up for it herself in my backseat!) Once again, he and I managed to extricate ourselves from each other so that he could leave. He got out, we said our goodbyes with promises to be in touch soon, and then we left in our separate vehicles. I apologized profusely to Lucy and her husband. He was too embarrassed to really say much, but all she could do was laugh!
As it turns out, the evening was not yet destined to be over. A few miles up the road at a stoplight, I looked over to see that Aaron was in the car next to us. He didn’t even notice because we had to honk the horn to get his attention. And speaking of horn, I had it big time! I took this as a sign, rolled down the window and told Aaron that he should pull over. A few blocks up the road was a restaurant with a very dark and shady corner and he found it. Lucy’s truck had barely stopped before I jumped out of it and into the passenger seat of Aaron’s car.
Once I was in his car, my mouth was on his and I was ripping into his pants faster than the car door could close! To be honest, the exact details after that point are a pretty fuzzy haze of hotness. I do know that I didn’t fuck him then. Probably because his car was too small. (That happened at my apartment a few days later!) I also know that I sucked his cock as if both of our lives depended on it and he came at least twice. I have no idea how long I was over there, but Lucy insists it was at least 45 minutes to an hour. Since I was trashed, I can only take her word on it!
The multiple loads I swallowed must have really put me over the top, because we had to pull over several times for me to get sick on the way back to Lucy’s house. The last time I vommed was along the side of her driveway. I was so embarrassed. The next day, at least. I was too drunk to care much about it that night, hehe. The next day she and I were couched up the whole day, each with a pail while her husband nursed our hangovers. 
When I mentioned this question to Lucy, she said the answer is her. 😉
2. Have you ever played air-guitar. . .naked?
Uh, who hasn’t??? 😛
3. To what song do you most like to play air-guitar either clothed or naked?
“Darling Nikki” by Prince. Do you even need to ask why? Also the bass line from “Yeah Yeah Yeah” by The Greyhounds.
4. Are you good in bed? Why?
Yes, I am good in bed. Because I enjoy sex and I don’t take it too seriously. I mean, I take giving pleasure VERY seriously, but I believe one of the best things you can do during sex is laugh. It’s supposed to be FUN! So relax and have a good time!
Also, I do things to my lover(s) that I think feel good when they’re done to me. Every person’s body is different, but there are a lot of common factors. I’m also very good at reading body language and taking cues from my lover(s).
5. What FEELS Sexy to you–tactile sensation? (Leave sight and taste out of this)
A light touch, almost tickling, feels sexy to me. It’s actually the quickest way to turn me on. I love it when Roland trails his fingers across my skin, barely touching me. It gives me chills and instantly makes me wet.
Bonus: Write a six eight word autobiography.
Lover of life, beauty, love, and other lovers.
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How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblogfrom your website!
Happy TMI Tuesday!
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