3 foot rule

3 foot no cock zone when 2 males are near?

I think it's been sleeping, but still exists.
 
Well I've got 12" but I don't use it as a rule.
 
lobito said:
3 foot no cock zone when 2 males are near?

I think it's been sleeping, but still exists.

Yup, that's the one. Killermuffin hasn't mentioned it to Problem Child lately. That was her goal in life at one point, to get PC within 3 feet of another guy.
 
lobito said:
3 foot no cock zone when 2 males are near?

I think it's been sleeping, but still exists.
How the hell does a woman get some dp action with that homophobic rule in place?
 
Kain said:
How the hell does a woman get some dp action with that homophobic rule in place?
She needs to be three feet from the navel to the throat.
 
Does the rule apply to prosthetic phalli, or is it just in the case of a real, live schlong attached to a guy?
 
I have no idea other than, I'm cool with it. 3cm for me maybe.
 
phrodeau said:
She needs to be three feet from the navel to the throat.
Do you mean to tell me that if some ravishing woman wanted you and your buddy to give her the double dickin you wouldn't? I don't mean one on either end either.
 
Kain said:
Chasing Amy. Finger cuffs.

Banky: Alright, now see this? This is a four-way road, OK? And dead in the center is a crisp, new, hundred dollar bill. Now, at the end of each of these streets are four people, OK? Are you following?
Holden: Yeah.
Banky: Good. Over here, we have a male-affectionate, easy to get along with, non-political agenda lesbian. Down here, we have a man-hating, angry as fuck, agenda of rage, bitter dyke. Over here, we got Santa Claus, and up here the Easter Bunny. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first?
Holden: What is this supposed to prove?
Banky: No, I'm serious. This is a serious exercise. It's like an SAT question. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first? The male-friendly lesbian, the man-hating dyke, Santa Claus, or the Easter bunny?
Holden: The man-hating dyke.
Banky: Good. Why?
Holden: I don't know.
Banky: Because the other three are figments of your fucking imagination!
 
Far as I know, it's still in effect for the vast majority of lesbian-wannabe, squeamish, man-pussies around here.

Excerpted. . . .


"Look, P.C., I don't mean to be accusatory here, but last time there was some definite bad touches going on."

"Hey, that wasn't my fault, you were jigging around the bed like a catfish out of water, not me."

"You weren't exactly the epitome of comportment, you know." Ollie glared at P.C. to forestall the round of insults. "I'm just saying that there was some accidental touching and maybe we should lay down some ground rules. For safety."

P.C. scratched his head. "Good idea." He rolled out the bed and stood on the opposite side. He always thought better when he had room to pace. Ollie crossed his arms and took a moment to admire Muff's tits when she sat up and they bounced. That was the best thing about women. They moved and their titties jiggled. "We've got to figure out a way to do this without touching."

"Yeah." Ollie pretended he'd been listening. "No touching."

"We could stay on opposite ends, I think. One on her mouth and one on her pussy. She's got a good," he eyed her torso critically, "three foot spread between her mouth and her pussy. We could go get a tape measure to make sure."

"P.C.!" She was starting to look a little irked with them. Her nipples were still hard, so Ollie ignored it.

"Okay, who gets what first?" He wanted the pussy first, it just seemed more sanitary to get it before P.C. did.

"I want her ass."

"You got the ass last time, it's my turn." Ollie didn't know if it was true, didn't care.

"No, you had it last time. It's Tuesday."

"It's Tuesday? Already? I think I missed a haircut appointment."

"Guys! Remember me! Wet pussy? Big boobs? Helllooooo!"

"Did you? Whatever. So it's my ass tonight."

Ollie considered the problem. "We could do a switch kind of thing."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, we can start in the mouth and pussy, swap places, and then we can each have a stab at the ass."

"I can't believe this. You two are nuts, you know that?"

"Shut up, Muff, can't you see we're busy?"

"Oh good gawd." She crossed her arms under her breasts and tried to glare at both of them.

"That could work. All right, your idea, you get the ass first." P.C. clapped his hands together.

"Works for me. Let's get started."

"Wait! Where do we cum?"

"Face?"

"No, she looks pissed already. Let's do the tits."

"Sounds good."

"3 foot no cock zone?"

"3 foot no cock zone."

"All right, let's shake on it, then no more personal contact, that's disgusting."

"No, we're naked, so let's thumbs up."

"Okay, thumbs up!"

"Ride the wild Muffin!"

"Where'd she go?"
 
MysteryWhiteGirl said:
Banky: Alright, now see this? This is a four-way road, OK? And dead in the center is a crisp, new, hundred dollar bill. Now, at the end of each of these streets are four people, OK? Are you following?
Holden: Yeah.
Banky: Good. Over here, we have a male-affectionate, easy to get along with, non-political agenda lesbian. Down here, we have a man-hating, angry as fuck, agenda of rage, bitter dyke. Over here, we got Santa Claus, and up here the Easter Bunny. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first?
Holden: What is this supposed to prove?
Banky: No, I'm serious. This is a serious exercise. It's like an SAT question. Which one is going to get to the hundred dollar bill first? The male-friendly lesbian, the man-hating dyke, Santa Claus, or the Easter bunny?
Holden: The man-hating dyke.
Banky: Good. Why?
Holden: I don't know.
Banky: Because the other three are figments of your fucking imagination!

HAHAHAHA!!! LMFBO!

Wuz the three foot rule about?
 
I can't believe Problem Child didn't stop in for a visit. :D
 
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