I at one point had… or made ? … an actual sex sandwich.
Gal I knew said she lost a slap-bet with a one armed friend of hers. Having only one arm, this arm was jacked. She did not want to be slapped.
(don’t know if the bet was real, she may have just been very kinky and fancied me, but the one armed friend at least was real, lost an arm in an accident, I met him eventually)
The conditions of the bet were either accept a full force slap, or… have sex with someone, each of you slathered in peanut butter and jelly.
So of course, I did the moral thing and prevented a physical assault, lol.
Bought a cheap shower curtain, put it over my bed and uh… yep. PBnJ BJ, PBnJ licked off nipples, noses, ears… all in our hair… all over our bodies… and then the actual sex sandwich.
Didn’t put PBnJ into her uh… cornhole… as that could have led to an infection of some kind, she figured. She uh, cleaned me off before the sandwich got fully pressed together.
Oh, and the bonus shower sex while cleaning off.
We set aside an entire Saturday for this, I had to map out all my roommates schedules so as to… minimize the chances of having to answer a knock at the door… entirely covered in pb and j.
Sadly, I guess, we were uh, too busy to take any pictures of this… but how’s that for food related stuff you do or do not think you could be convinced to do?
Ah no, I’m really not into WAM - I’ve done it once or twice but it both does not play well with the ol’ autism and it’s just so miserable to clean up afterwards. All that laundry…
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I at one point had… or made ? … an actual sex sandwich.
Gal I knew said she lost a slap-bet with a one armed friend of hers. Having only one arm, this arm was jacked. She did not want to be slapped.
(don’t know if the bet was real, she may have just been very kinky and fancied me, but the one armed friend at least was real, lost an arm in an accident, I met him eventually)
The conditions of the bet were either accept a full force slap, or… have sex with someone, each of you slathered in peanut butter and jelly.
So of course, I did the moral thing and prevented a physical assault, lol.
Bought a cheap shower curtain, put it over my bed and uh… yep. PBnJ BJ, PBnJ licked off nipples, noses, ears… all in our hair… all over our bodies… and then the actual sex sandwich.
Didn’t put PBnJ into her uh… cornhole… as that could have led to an infection of some kind, she figured. She uh, cleaned me off before the sandwich got fully pressed together.
Oh, and the bonus shower sex while cleaning off.
We set aside an entire Saturday for this, I had to map out all my roommates schedules so as to… minimize the chances of having to answer a knock at the door… entirely covered in pb and j.
Sadly, I guess, we were uh, too busy to take any pictures of this… but how’s that for food related stuff you do or do not think you could be convinced to do?
oh I hope it was at least creamy peanut butter…
Uh, ahah yes, it was.
Already had 2 moderately nutty people, arguably also two additional decently sized nuts on one of those nutty people… no need for any more nuts.
But you didn’t answer the question!
… would that be uh, too much for you, you think you could talk some into, or get talked into that?
Ah no, I’m really not into WAM - I’ve done it once or twice but it both does not play well with the ol’ autism and it’s just so miserable to clean up afterwards. All that laundry…
WAM?
Is that… ok, I had to look that one up, didn’t realize there’s an acronym for that.
But, couple of things:
I’m also autistic, and I’m pretty sure my partner for that was as well. But also I guess different textured strokes for different folks.
Also, we didn’t have to do any laundry. That’s why we got an extra shower curtain, managed to contain it all on top of that.
We stripped down fully and put our stuff in a bag prior to uh, festivity commencement, to just double make sure it wouldn’t get messy.
And we had also figured it would get all in our hair and thus pre-planned the shower schedule so we’d up to an hour long shower, if need be.
But but but, you answered my question, so thank you; I’m not trying to change your mind, just doing the autism thing and overexplaining.
Lol no worries I picked up on the subtle signs of sympathetic autistic vibes (or uh… something like that).
Yeahhh, it’s just a textural thing with me. Can’t stand the sensation :(
Velvet it is then?
Perhaps suede?
One of these days I really should do a gonemild post showcasing my collection of vintage velvet cocktail dresses…
I think I can practically guarantee that if you can cosplay as a lounge singer, you’ll have quite a lot of fans on lemmy, haha!