What would you do on a Dream Date with Ginny?
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KillerMuffin
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Go to a male strip bar and stuff money in their g-strings and dance with 'em while she takes pics. Then I'll break her camera.
Why?
Why?
Bob_Bytchin
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I'd have her clean my refrigerator.
Lancecastor
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Shoe shopping!!!
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Lancecastor said:
Oh sure...go for the things that will bring her back for more
KillerMuffin
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Nora said:
Don't lie, Nora. Give you a few shots of Maker's Mark and you're up there giving blowjobs. We know all about you!
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Watch her masturbate while talking to the Terrapin on the phone, of course.
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A good assfucking?
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sunstruck said:
And an assfucking afterwards?
LacyLady
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I would take her to a female Strip club.....buy her a lap dance......get her all hot and bothered.......THEN....convert her to the other side.....like i have been trying for years!.....lol.....Whewww i'm hot just thinking about Ginny being Bisexual.....might happen one day......she's curious......Never know.......I lobe you Ginnyyyyyyyyy
My Dream Date With Ginny
First I would have flown in, so I would probably have a rental. I would check out the finely edged lawn of Ginny's house. It would be early afternoon, and we would chat in the car while going to visit Dr. Paul Wagner, a wetlands ecologist who takes us on a tour of the swamp surrounding New Orleans. Our boat is a little thing and we check out the water foul and gators. The Anhingas are a bit spooky, but Ginny jokes about them looking like count dracula before he is about to masturbate and we crack up a bit.
After acting a bit childish in front of Dr. Wagner about the mating habits of Crocs while Ginny and I do our best Terri and Steve Irwin imitations, we are given an icy goodbye, and we head back into town to the the Matisse Exhibit at Louisiana State Museum's Old U.S. Mint.
After looking around, and absorbing Henri's work, we would get something to eat at The Marigny Brasserie at about four, having the place to ourselves at this early hour. Ginny teases the young male waiter with sexually undertoned language, and we giggle through our meal while he tries not to look our way.
Our appitizers include my order of the Vegetable Napoleon, which is a Grilled Portobello mushroom and local vegetables layered with house-made basil- infused mozzarella set atop an oven-dried tomato vinaigrette. Ginny orders Tuna Tartare, which looks a little funky to me, but I don't say anything. It is a yellowfin tuna tossed in a chive-lime dressing and served with red remoulade slaw, Cajun caviar, goat cheese, pickled ginger and Wasabi. For Entrees Ginny orders the Seafood Risotto, and I do the vegetable plate, which was nicely appointed.
Ginny then took me to her favorite sex toy shop, and we looked over the merchandise, and giggled alot. We were asked to leave after she chased my blow up doll around the store with an 18" rubber cock. I slipped on the astroglide trap Ginny set and careened into a display of vibrators, upon which there were precariously placed two jars of cock rings, the contents of which went rolling all around the store like little perpetual motion machines. This was the only reason I was not able to buy the face fucking mask with the cock coming out of the mouth that Ginny recently displayed on her thread recently. It was awesome. Hopefully next time the guy won't recognize me.
We walk around the French Quarter, sit down and talk with the locals, and generally just shoot the breeze. Then later we check out the House of Blues, have a few drinks and dance ourselves silly. Ginny causes a ruckus when she lets a wheeled motorized penis cruise out from under the table towards the dance floor. It has little wheels and freaks out a few people before it runs out of juice. She tells me later she lifted it from the sex store while the cock rings were rolling.
Everyone is afraid to pick the cock up so it is just sitting in the middle of the dance floor upon our departure. We crack up at the sight of everyone dancing around this enormous wheeled cock, as if it isn't there.
After we get a little tired, we jump in the rental and I take her home. A peck on the cheek and a wave ends my dream date with Ginny.
First I would have flown in, so I would probably have a rental. I would check out the finely edged lawn of Ginny's house. It would be early afternoon, and we would chat in the car while going to visit Dr. Paul Wagner, a wetlands ecologist who takes us on a tour of the swamp surrounding New Orleans. Our boat is a little thing and we check out the water foul and gators. The Anhingas are a bit spooky, but Ginny jokes about them looking like count dracula before he is about to masturbate and we crack up a bit.
After acting a bit childish in front of Dr. Wagner about the mating habits of Crocs while Ginny and I do our best Terri and Steve Irwin imitations, we are given an icy goodbye, and we head back into town to the the Matisse Exhibit at Louisiana State Museum's Old U.S. Mint.
After looking around, and absorbing Henri's work, we would get something to eat at The Marigny Brasserie at about four, having the place to ourselves at this early hour. Ginny teases the young male waiter with sexually undertoned language, and we giggle through our meal while he tries not to look our way.
Our appitizers include my order of the Vegetable Napoleon, which is a Grilled Portobello mushroom and local vegetables layered with house-made basil- infused mozzarella set atop an oven-dried tomato vinaigrette. Ginny orders Tuna Tartare, which looks a little funky to me, but I don't say anything. It is a yellowfin tuna tossed in a chive-lime dressing and served with red remoulade slaw, Cajun caviar, goat cheese, pickled ginger and Wasabi. For Entrees Ginny orders the Seafood Risotto, and I do the vegetable plate, which was nicely appointed.
Ginny then took me to her favorite sex toy shop, and we looked over the merchandise, and giggled alot. We were asked to leave after she chased my blow up doll around the store with an 18" rubber cock. I slipped on the astroglide trap Ginny set and careened into a display of vibrators, upon which there were precariously placed two jars of cock rings, the contents of which went rolling all around the store like little perpetual motion machines. This was the only reason I was not able to buy the face fucking mask with the cock coming out of the mouth that Ginny recently displayed on her thread recently. It was awesome. Hopefully next time the guy won't recognize me.
We walk around the French Quarter, sit down and talk with the locals, and generally just shoot the breeze. Then later we check out the House of Blues, have a few drinks and dance ourselves silly. Ginny causes a ruckus when she lets a wheeled motorized penis cruise out from under the table towards the dance floor. It has little wheels and freaks out a few people before it runs out of juice. She tells me later she lifted it from the sex store while the cock rings were rolling.
Everyone is afraid to pick the cock up so it is just sitting in the middle of the dance floor upon our departure. We crack up at the sight of everyone dancing around this enormous wheeled cock, as if it isn't there.
After we get a little tired, we jump in the rental and I take her home. A peck on the cheek and a wave ends my dream date with Ginny.
omg TWB.....early morning giggle fit.....you sure know how to wake a girl up.....<smiling adoringly at you>......i stumbled in here.....looking quite lovely in my big ole white tee shirt and the flannel pj bottoms i just pulled on.....hair askew....eyes all sleepy.....just going to wake up and peruse Lit a lil before my day starts....my lil heart racing when i saw the thread title....face blushing.....kinda scared maybe someone put something mean....not you, of course......but anyway.....talk about giggling my way through it.......and your date.....omg perfect.....i love the motorized cock making folks squeal as we just crack up.....
thank you my sweet buddy....<kissing you on the cheek>....sounds like a dream date indeed......
and you other silly folks:
Killermuffin: I have no doubt you'd have lil patience with me out....i'd be drunk....scoping on weenies i wanted to take home....as you had some fun, yelling about your three foot no cock zone to guys that grabbed your ass....mad at me cause i kept ordering drinks and slurping them down....i see our evening ending with you pushing me against the wall.....threatening that if i ever told anyone you danced to YMCA....you'd find me and denipplize me.....as you snatched my evidence in the camera away.....hopped into your truck and peeled out.....
woodgie: laughing....that damn bitch iPod!
Bob: i can just see you in your LazyBoy, guzzling beer and hollering at me to hurry....the toilets are next.....<swoon>
Lance: shoes?!?? <huge smile>.....now we're talking....
Nora: mmmmmmmm Gumbo and alcohol....i'd get you drunk and hollering for weenie.....
storm: yummy date there....have your cum splattering all over my tummy as i listened to my turtle squirt over the phone......my lil finger flying.....orgasm tearing through....****!
Kitte: sounds funnnn....we could gossip like crazy and look at cock pics all night....maybe crank call folks at Lit....i'd have to keep an eye on my precious thong so you didn't get it wet and freeze it.........
redrose: you'd come with Nora and me....we'd eat well.....get drunk.......and look out weenies!....i'd embarrass the hell outta both of you......
Ruby: omg....lil groan....to be pampered by Miss Ruby....mmmmmmm....you'd prolly get me all tuckered out and tucked in.....go to sleep yourself....then wake to the roar of the sybian as i cranked him up again....and snuck a few more free rides....your kids waking.....and running to you.......hollering that there's a screaming monster in the house......
miles: yay!....a good, hard assfucking would rule....remember the lube......
sunstruck: that'd be cool....i'd even show you how i masturbate sitting in my chair.....i'd leave you alone....with the collection of course....and a vibe......
Lacyyyyyy: laughing.....a lil alcohol tossed into the mix......and i'd have you spread....licking that pretty pussy of yours....all the time thinking....."omg....i love pussy!.....why didn't i try this sooner?".....i lobe you girly.......
thank you my sweet buddy....<kissing you on the cheek>....sounds like a dream date indeed......
and you other silly folks:
Killermuffin: I have no doubt you'd have lil patience with me out....i'd be drunk....scoping on weenies i wanted to take home....as you had some fun, yelling about your three foot no cock zone to guys that grabbed your ass....mad at me cause i kept ordering drinks and slurping them down....i see our evening ending with you pushing me against the wall.....threatening that if i ever told anyone you danced to YMCA....you'd find me and denipplize me.....as you snatched my evidence in the camera away.....hopped into your truck and peeled out.....
woodgie: laughing....that damn bitch iPod!
Bob: i can just see you in your LazyBoy, guzzling beer and hollering at me to hurry....the toilets are next.....<swoon>
Lance: shoes?!?? <huge smile>.....now we're talking....
Nora: mmmmmmmm Gumbo and alcohol....i'd get you drunk and hollering for weenie.....
storm: yummy date there....have your cum splattering all over my tummy as i listened to my turtle squirt over the phone......my lil finger flying.....orgasm tearing through....****!
Kitte: sounds funnnn....we could gossip like crazy and look at cock pics all night....maybe crank call folks at Lit....i'd have to keep an eye on my precious thong so you didn't get it wet and freeze it.........
redrose: you'd come with Nora and me....we'd eat well.....get drunk.......and look out weenies!....i'd embarrass the hell outta both of you......
Ruby: omg....lil groan....to be pampered by Miss Ruby....mmmmmmm....you'd prolly get me all tuckered out and tucked in.....go to sleep yourself....then wake to the roar of the sybian as i cranked him up again....and snuck a few more free rides....your kids waking.....and running to you.......hollering that there's a screaming monster in the house......
miles: yay!....a good, hard assfucking would rule....remember the lube......
sunstruck: that'd be cool....i'd even show you how i masturbate sitting in my chair.....i'd leave you alone....with the collection of course....and a vibe......
Lacyyyyyy: laughing.....a lil alcohol tossed into the mix......and i'd have you spread....licking that pretty pussy of yours....all the time thinking....."omg....i love pussy!.....why didn't i try this sooner?".....i lobe you girly.......
ksmybuttons
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I'd want to go with Ginny to a photography shoot. It would be the best to have lovely men and women available and have the photographer take pictures for every possible occasion that Ginny could think up. She would be the director...I would laugh until my sides hurt.
I bet we whould have thousands of pictures by the end of the day.
I bet we whould have thousands of pictures by the end of the day.
