Scintillectually Yours

Okay, so I’m a day late and a dollar short. Having nothing profound to say today I decided to stop on by Professor Fate‘s TMI Tuesday blog and start the Q&A meme. Enjoy!

1. Have you used put anything edible on (or in) your partner’s body and then eaten it?

Mostly on. Anything IN my partner’s body (well, certain parts of it, anyway) are already edible.

2. Have you ever had an AIDS test due to reasonable suspicion or hyperactive imagination?

Not for those reasons (although with my sexual proclivities in the early 80s I really lucked out! Not even so much as a case of crabs!). I did however get tested every six months during the three years I was trying to conceive my son.

3. Have you ever fantasized about someone else other than your partner while you were engaged in sex, oral sex, or mutual masturbation?

I don’t normally fantasize about anyone in particular, although I have been known to call out someone’s name while cumming. Preferably the name of the person I’m with. If I’m alone, it doesn’t really matter. Could be several names!

4. Have you ever engaged in sex, oral sex, or mutual masturbation while in a moving car?

Oh, indeed. Is there nothing more fun than making truckers drive off the road?

A car being driven by someone not engaged in the sex, oral sex, or mutual masturbation?

Taxis count, right? Yeah, definitely.

5. Have you ever had sex so many times or for so long that one or both people involved runs dry?

Yeah, sometimes the lube does have to be on hand. Mostly due to the air conditioner blowing right on my hooha.

Bonus (as in optional): Name 5 things an unplanned (or planned) visitor would find in your bedroom?

As if I’d pass this up! There is a metal tool box (I shit you not) with a lock on it underneath one of the nightstands. Yes, it is filled with all manner of fun things.

Also under said nightstand is a the Kama Sutra tin. I am in LOVE with their Honey dusting powder and use it in place of perfume sometimes. Makes my neck (and other body parts) yummy to lick.

There is a basket under my nightstand that includes all three books in the Beauty series by Anne Rice (oh…the wetness they inspire), two favorite vibrators, and a large beach towel for those times when the force of my own ejaculate could rival Cytherea’s.

I have a plastic bag of ridiculous porn that was given to me by my ex’s mother when her husband’s son passed away unexpectedly. Kind of an odd thing to be inadvertently willed.

Yes, the requisite lingerie drawers. One for one lover who prefers me in my birthday suit (so that drawer is for my pajamas and nighties: nights when I’m alone, in other words) and the other for the lover who really loves me in garter belts and push-up bras.