You can read the first part of this tale here…

“Fuck me now,” I said, bent over and wet in front of his already hard cock. Steam filled the bathroom and he stepped closer to me and grabbed my ass, enjoying the feel of my smooth skin. He spanked me and I yelped, the water intensifying the slap.

“Bend over farther,” he growled. “Grab your ankles.”

I was happy to oblige, the water running down my neck as the blood rushed to my head. I felt him close behind me, lovingly caressing my ass and sliding his fingers occasionally into my exposed pussy. The shower was filled with steam, making it hard to see and breathe.

He played with my pussy with the tip of his cock and my knees went weak. He was in one of those moods…a mood for all-out love-making, not just a quick fuck in the shower. He was in the mood to enjoy every inch of my tight body, to explore every part of me.

And I was right. He slid his cock into me slowly, deeply, without hurry, and waited there, feeling me quiver around him. He filled me to the brim, his balls pressed against skin and he took in the feeling of being in me.

“Fuck, Rori. You feel so good. I could stay like this all my life, living in your pussy.”

“I would let you…” I lifted my head from the floor and saw stars as the blood began flowing again. He grabbed my hair, twisting his hands around the wet tendrils, and slowly, carefully, with every intent to feel every movement, began to fuck me. The water flower down my back and ass, tickling us both as he slid in and out slowly. I felt an orgasm begin to build and grow as he yanked my head back, thrusting into me faster and faster, his balls bouncing against my clit.

Suddenly he stopped, pulled me upright, and pinned me again the shower wall, facing him. He got down on his knees, not spending long teasing my lips with his tongue and nibbling my milky-white thighs before beginning to lick my pussy. I gasped as he found my clit with his tongue and moaned as he sucked it before going back to licking up my juices.

“God you taste like heaven.”

One hand on my stomach to pin me to the wall, he began to finger me with the other hand, slowly, as the water kept us warm. I moaned some more, gasping each time his fingers pumped into me, hitting my G-spot. He watched me, a smile on his face, enjoying my pleasure.

“I want to make you cum tonight, Rors,” he said, “at least three times.”

To be continued…

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Dear Between the Sheets Readers,

I can tell by my pageviews that I have some regulars (even if only a few of you guys actually leave comments…grrr). I’m always looking for new ways to make BtS a bigger and better blog for you…so I hope you’ll take a moment to vote in my end-of-the-year poll below! Whether you’re a first-time reader or stop by every day, I care about what you have to say (and about how sexy your 2007 was…tee hee). Don’t worry - everything in anonymous, unless you want to post and answer in the comments section!

Between the Sheets 2007

1. How did you first find Between the Sheets?

	Search Engine
	A 451 Press Site
	Sugasm
	Fleshbot
	Another Erotica Blog/Website
	Other

2. What is your favorite part of BtS?

	Sex Tips and Advice
	Fantasies
	Stories from my Real Life
	Sexual Health Information
	Reviews of Sex Products
	Other

3. How often do you visit BtS?

	Whenever my RSS reader says you’ve updated
	Every day, when possible
	A few times a week
	About once a week
	A few times a month
	Less than once a month
	This is my first visit - I may or may not be back
	This is my first visit - and I plan to come back for sure!

4. What are your favorite sexual subject matters in fantasies and real-life stories? (Choose all that apply)

	Hardcore
	Gay Male
	Lesbian
	Threesomes/Group Sex
	Oral
	Voyeurism
	Anal
	BDSM
	Finger Play
	Breasts
	Exhibition
	Roleplaying
	Masturbation

5. In 2007, have you… (Choose all that apply)

	been in a committed relationship the whole year
	been single the whole year
	broken off a relationship during the year
	cheated
	had sex
	had a threesome (or orgy)
	had a one-night stand
	received oral sex
	given oral sex
	been a slave (male)
	been a slave (female)
	been a master (male)
	been a master (female)
	had anal sex
	contracted an STD
	had sex with people of the same sex openly
	remained in the closet although you are gay/bi
	had sex while “in the closet”
	had sex with someone of the opposite sex
	visited a sex club
	lied about your sexual past to a partner
	videotaped a sex session
	used a webcam while you masturbated
	had cyber-sex
	had phone sex
	had sex in a car
	had sex on a plane
	had sex in someone else’s bed
	fulfilled a fantasy

6. In 2008, the fantasy you would MOST like to fulfill is…

	Sex with an authority figure (teacher, police officer…)
	MMF Threesome
	FFM Threesome
	Orgy
	Joining the Mile-high club
	Sex with someone I know other than a spouse/bf/gf
	Sex with someone 10+ years older
	Sex with someone aged 18-25
	Sex with a celebrity or porn star
	Sex in a pool or hot tub
	Total domination
	Total submission
	Sex in a public place
	Something else

7. I’d visit this website more often if…

	there were more stories and fantasies
	you had more sex tips
	your posts were shorter
	your posts were longer
	you wrote more personal stories about your life
	you wrote fewer personal stories about your life
	there were prizes to win
	there were more pictures
	you can more news stories
	you posted more jokes and humorous stories
	you reviewed porn sites
	there were more polls and contests for participation
	other - I’ll tell you in a comment!

”

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I couldn’t stop thinking about him.

There are few men who “get to me.” Sure, I lust. I even love. But only the rare beast captivates me, moving pictures in my head. You need to cool off, I told myself, rising from the couch and slipping off my sweatpants. You need a shower.

The thing about showering is that you can’t let it steam. When you’re trying to remove wild thoughts of fucking from your mind, the shower has to be a gently cool one. Even a cold one. You simply can’t have steam.

*Bing*

My computer yelled at me, and, avoiding the open window as best I could, I opened the laptop. It was a message…from him.

“What are you doing?”

“Going to get a shower,” I typed in reply. A cold one.

“Care for some company?”

“Haha, I will leave the door open for you.” I know you’re away on business. God, don’t tease me.

“You do that, little girl.”

I shut the laptop lid and slinked into the bathroom, not giving a damn about the window. It was either take the damn shower or masturbate. One way or another, it was time to get wet.

Shower won. The cool water nearly sizzled against my skin, as I let it flow over my head and down my body. I could breathe again…I could stop thinking about hi-

…I froze to the sound of my front door opening. I heard someone walk down the hall and quietly slip into the bathroom, all the while the cool water flowing on my back.

“I came home early,” he said quietly, his voice thick with the steam I felt in my veins. “I texted you from the driveway.”

I didn’t say anything. I breathed in, water filling my eyes, my ears, my mouth.

“God, Rori, this water is freezing.” He reached around me and turned it to hot, and then kept his arms around me as he pulled me in close for a long kiss, and I gently bit his lower lip. He tasted soooo good. The water began to get warm against my back.

“I missed you, beautiful.”

The bathroom began to fill with steam, fogging the mirrors, the windows, my head. He intoxicated me like a glass of wine, loopy and free and fun. I kissed him again, wet and sloppily.

“Say something, Rori…”

I bent over in front of him, hot water rolling down my back, my ass.

“Fuck me now.”

Continued here…

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Was Santa good to you, baby?

It’s December 26, and I drove past the mall today to see it packed with shoppers returning unwanted Christmas gifts. So the question I’m dying to know is this - what did YOU get that you’d like to return? And what can you treat yourself to with that money?

After all, the money you get from returning Christmas presents can’t be put toward credit card bills or household expenses. No, that money demands to be spent on items that you deserve for being so “good” this year.

And what better way to spend that money than on an item that will make you feel reeeealllly good. I mean, really, really good…

Won’t Great-Aunt Dorothy be surprised that she bought you a new dildo? hehe…

Here are the top three “sexy” gifts you can buy for yourself. Click on any of the names below to buy!

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The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #112? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Fighting The Dominatrix Stereotype
“She wanted a man for a boyfriend, not a doormat.”

From afar
“Say my name, over and over.”

Steely Dan*
“My body is flexed, and held in place, and the onslaught is relentless.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Pic(k) of the Day

Editor’s Choice
A Brief History of (My) Fucking

More Sugasm
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Erotic Writing and Experiences
Catalina loves the Best of Catalinaloves.com
Dirty
Dirty (A Fantasy)
Dream…?
Following dreams part 2
In-Car Entertainment - EastEnders vs Cake
Kitty
“Life is a bowl full of cherries”
Lines In The Sand
Lunch Date
Raw Pussy
A safe-harbor fuck for the holidays
Skin on Skin
Tingle Belle
“We�?….(the final Part)

NSFW Pics & Videos
Cock Size
Defiance
Do whatever you want, but…
Happy Holidays From HotMovies
Julie Ordon

Sex News, Reviews & Interviews
Fuckingmachines.com
Headshot - Blue Artichoke Films
Interview with Jill Eisenstadt about wedding night sex
Sex Toy Review: Hitachi Magic Wand
Slave Bells Ring, Are You Listening? XXX-Mas Looms.

BDSM & Fetish
Bad Girl II
Blood Red Saturday Night
Control and Letting Go - The Wife
Long Distance Scenes
My Delicious Fetish

Sex Work
Sex Worker Solidarity: Dallas From Babeland

Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
All About “Squirting�? (Female Ejaculation)
Good Sex Hunting
Lists
One year on
Three Christmas Wishes
Was she turned on?
Yikes, Groupies!

Sex Advice
How to Give a Tantric Lingam Massage

“I’m cold.”

If there’s one thing you should know about me, it is that I’m always cold. I sleep with about three blankets during the winter, and often wearing a sweatshirt. I much prefer the summer months when I can lounge around in next to nothing instead of bundling up in multiple itchy layers. My skin screens for sunlight.

He pulled me closer in response, running my arms and wrapping himself around me. I love fucking…but I love snuggling as well. Being pulled again him, his breaths tired and deep, was making me shiver…and not from the cold.

I kissed his lips softly and he opened his eyes, looking into mine. I’m a romantic girl and his stare made me melt. I felt myself start to grow wet as his legs rubbed mine and he kissed me deeply. His fingers ran through my hair, pulling my lips closer to his own.

Pulling away, he looked deeply into my eyes again, his fingers still entwining in my curls. Slowly, he began to push. I knew what he wanted, and I began to salivate.

Why? Because, simply put, I love his cock. I love pleasing him, so I allowed him to push my head under the covers as he peeled off his boxers with his free hand.

My gasp caught in my throat as he forced his cock into my mouth, using his grasp my my hair to push my head down until I was taking it in completely. My eyes began to water as I sucked, suppressing the urge to gag. I rubbed the head of his penis against the back of my throat and he moaned with pleasure

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Perhaps I’m not the authority on this subject. After all, I don’t have a penis. I don’t know how it feels.

That said, I’ve never had complaints. And, I’ve gotten a lot of requests. So, I must be doing something right. I know that not every girl out there likes to give head. Ladies, change your ways. You can learn to enjoy it…or at least tolerate it. The fellas in your life want blow jobs. Humor them occasionally! Here are my five important steps to a better blow job:

1. Learn to swallow. Swallowing cum is hard; I won’t deny that. Talk to any guy through, and they’ll tell you that yes, they like to cum in your mouth. It just feels better. At the least, allow your man to cum in your mouth and then spit it out if you have to. Over time, however, you’ll learn to swallow, and it won’t be a big deal anymore. If you’re currently have trouble swallowing, check out “How to Be a Cum-Guzzler”.

2. Move your tongue around. If you’re just doing a little head bobbin’, it gets kinda boring. Give him full benefits of your wet, hot mouth - lick, slurp, suck, and constantly mix it up.

3. Let him know you’re alive and enjoying yourself. I get it - some girls don’t like to suck a cock. I can appreciate that. HOWEVER, if you constantly tell your boyfriend that you hate sucking cock, how do you think that will make him feel? Imagine him continually saying, “I really hate licking your pussy. It sucks. It is so gross.” That’s a confident booster, huh? You don’t have to pretend that you love giving head, but give it your best effort to like it a little. And, while you’re giving head, let him know that you’re having fun and that you’re turned on by his huge, hard dick. Moan, look into his eyes, and suck that dick greedily. You have to want it.

4. Don’t ignore the balls. Some guys are more sensitive than others, so definitely be careful. No teeth, please. Some girls, though, forget that the balls are there. Gently sucking or licking a guy’s balls can lead so some of the most intense pleasure possible for a guy. While you’re sucking his shaft, you can also use your hands to carefully fondle them.

5. Suck hard. While most guys will ask that you don’t use your teeth, you don’t have to treat his penis like it’s made of glass. Watch how he strokes himself sometime - he’s probably fairly rough with his cock. I’ve never had a guy complain that I’m sucking too hard…they love it. The harder, the better. Pretend that you’re sucking on a thick milkshake through a straw - yes, you should be sucking that hard.

How do you feel about these tips? Is there anything you would add or remove?

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Note: The person can be real, fictional, celebrity, someone OTHER than your significant other, or…well…anyone else in the world. No rules. Who would it be? Leave a comment!

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Early this month, Health Bolt posted an piece that I loved - “Top 6 Reasons to have More Sex This Holiday Season.” They reasons they listed?

1. You’ll burn calories and work off those holiday cookies.
2. Sex is a great way to warm up.
3. Romping helps to lower your cholesterol.
4. You’ll sleep better after orgasming.
5. Sex helps you connect to loved ones.
6. DHEA (a sex hormone) is great for you overall health.

We don’t really NEED another excuse to have sex…at least, I’m guessing that anyone who reads a sex blog is horny enough for two or three typical people (I know I am). That said, how can you fit sex into your busy holiday schedule? THE QUICKIE, of course! Here are my top five tips for successful quickies:

1. Plan for it. While successful quickies don’t always have to be planned, for some people, not scheduling a mid-afternoon romp may mean that it never happens. You don’t have to sit down with your day planner and lover. Just plan it in your head. Ok, when my spouse gets home at 5:30, we’re going to fuck like dogs for 10 minutes before the kids get home from practive…

2. Don’t worry about the other person. I always advocate that giving is better than taking. However, with a quickie, you should both focus on yourselves. Don’t rely on your lover to get you off - just do it. You have limited amounts of time, and no one knows how to get you off quicker than yourself.

3. Admit defeat occasionally. Sometimes, 6 or 7 minutes just isn’t enough to get off. Admit defeat and move on. A Quickie is a Quickie is a Quickie…you don’t have time for full-on sex sessions every day sometime months

4. Look for unusual opportunities. You may need to steal away for sex at odd times…and that’s ok! Look for these strange chances. Jump in the shower with your lover while you’re visiting relatives. Give him road head as you’re carpooling to work together. You get the idea!

5. Supplement Quickies with “real” sex. Quickies can’t get you through life, after all!

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Once again, we’re nearing the new year and I’m planning my fabulous annual New Year’s Eve Party. At the end of each year, I like to reflect on what has happened in the world, from the controversial to the funny to the just plain stupid. And for you all, I’d like to take this time to recap the top four sexiest news stories of 2007:

Old People Are Getting It On
According to some studies done this year, the Washington Post and a number of other sources reported that senior citizens are having sex well into their 70s and 80s. Hells yes. More than half of people 57-75 are enjoying oral sex on a regular basis, as are at least a third of people aged 75-85. Of those not doing the nasty, most reported that it was because of failing health or lack of a partner…not because they didn’t want to do it.

This, my friends, gives me hope for the future.

MySpace Hands Over Sex Offender Information
I’m a strong advocate of safe sex for everyone, and that includes protecting our children from sexual offenders. This year, MySpace handed over information regarding thousands of sex offenders on their social netowrking site. It’s a step for a safer future. I dig that. Ok, ok, this isn’t really a cream in your jeans kind of story…but it was important in the world of sex!

New Jersey Admits that Some People Like It in the Butt
Alright, fine, it is about more than liking it in the butt. In February of this year, New Jersey began recognizing civil unions for gay and lesbian couples. Finally! I mean, for hundreds…thousands…of years, guys have been getting it on with other dudes and girls have been carousing with other girls. It’s refreshing to see that people can finally admit that and even celebrate it. Yay gay rights!

Craig’s Toe-Tapping Scandal
It’s been a big year for gay sex stories. The most famous, however, is probably Senator Craig’s scandal when he tried to solicit gay sex in a public airport restroom. You know what I love about stories like this? The fact that it brings to light SEX in the public eye. We need to talk about SEX more. We need to admit that SEX is happening in public places, ALL THE TIME. And that’s not a bad thing!

What IS a bad thing is attempting to fuck another guy in an airport bathroom after you’ve spent your entire career campaigning against gay rights…

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The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #111? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form. Participants, repost the link list within a week and you’re all set.

This Week’s Picks
Sex Worker Solidarity: Audacia Ray
“Visibility on our own terms and the ability to uses our voices (and other mediums of expression) are key to the progress of sex worker’s rights.”

So Many Men, So Few Sluts

“Everyone wants to avoid generalizations about men and women, yet they’re too powerful to ignore.”

This Time
“She had That Look, and despite my earlier fatigue, I knew what was coming.”

Mr. Sugasm Himself
Hombre Magazine’s Left Handed Ads

Editor’s Choice
Love in an Elevator

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The Everything Guide To Bras
Giving a woman a pedicure
Sex Tips for “Married Old Guys�? - How to Keep Your Sex Life Hot, Even Without Erections!
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Thoughts on Sex and Relationships
Different Level of Consciousness
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Jodie Foster, a lesbian
Loved endlessly…
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Unwanted sexual experiences from a new angle; Men have needs too!
Where Do I Come (In)?

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Strippers and libertarianism

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Dinner and a Menage’ a Trois
Dominating her, er again part2
A Little Restraint
More from my last visit (pt. 2)
My First Erotic Awakening Massage
One Hell Of First Date
Thoughts…
V is for Vicious Ardor

Sex Work
Whip Me, Beat Me — And Call It Girlfriend Experience

Sex News, Reviews & Interviews
Featured Design: Pro-Porn
Fuck The Cheerleader, Fuck The World. (Hogtied.com, Forced Orgasms, Cheerleader)
Gift Guide #2
Intern Sex Toy Review - Saturn Cockring
Interview with Greta Christina about hiring a professional submissive
Pinky & Jade at Pinkys House (Inside Dacia’s Dirty Mind)

Erotic Writing and Experiences
Catalina loves Turning 36
Christmas Tree HNT
Fingers
Foreplay
I Speak Roughly, Part 2: RBU
It’s
The Kiss: All Through The Night.
The Limitations of Terminology
Patience Rewarded
The Shower - Part One
Trying on Shoes (a fantasy)
Women Dancing

Sex Poetry
While sleeping

NSFW Pics & Videos
Danni’s Friends in Daring Nude Galleries
Janelle Elson - Stairway To Janelle
Pornsaint Niya Yu

Sex Humor
Brunch Stories 2-The Strange Folks On Craigslist
Condom Use

“Someone will see you.”

“So what?” I dropped my shirt the the ground and kicked my skirt across the blue carpet. The city was alive at night, and the Marriott overlooked Philadelphia’s Market Street, where ants in cars hurried back and forth to dead-end jobs and dinner parties and kids’ dance recitals. With all of the hurrying, the large white flakes of snow were simply joining the gray slush on the ground. I already missed the glistening icy fields at home as I stood at the floor-to-ceiling glass window, watching the slush. Philadelphia is a dirty city in the winter.

He kissed my neck from behind, already rugged breath in my ear, already hard cock pressed into my back. “Someone will see you,” I teased.

“So what?”

I pressed my forehead against the glass and it felt cold against my skin. His strong arms wrapped around my waist. “Come to bed, sweetheart,” he said.

“No,” I breathed, the warmth creating a cloud of mist on the glass. “Right here is fine. Its an amazing view.”

His hands, large and rough, worked down my sides, playing with my lacy black panties before slipping them off. I stood at the window, leaning back, resting on the coffee table while he worked down my abdomen with kisses before parting my lips and inserting one finger, carefully, slowly. My breast overfilled my lowcut, lace bra, revealing perked perfect nippled at that angle. I gasped as his tongue trailed down until finally finding my waiting clit. I shuddered. He suckled, gently.

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You think that Paris Hilton and Britney Spears know how to kick it? Try being a porn star. Although porn stars aren’t “mainstream” as pop princesses, porn stars now how to part with the best of them, and they’re more than welcome at bars in LA, New York, Paris…and around the world! Here are some pics of your favorite movie “faces” around town:

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I’ve had ten sexual partners. And I’d like to think that with each, I’ve grown a little. So, here are the ten things I’ve learned about sex. Thanks, guys. lol. Have you read number 4 yet?

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I love Halloween. Most years, I go all out - decorations, an elaborate costume, parties, themed snacks…you get the idea. When I look back on all of my Halloweens, however, one stands out in my mind in particular.

It was my sophomore or junior year in college, and our campus-owned townhouses were hosting “around the world”. In case you’ve never player, basically, every house or apartment in a complex creates a different mixed drink in huge quantities, and then everyone visits every other house and does a little tasty test using shot glasses. mmm. Now, in a less..erm…college…atmosphere, you can play around the world with finger foods instead. It’s a fun way to get to know your neighbors.

In any case, our campus police look the other way once a semester so we can play around the world. They basically patrol the parking lot and arrest anyone climbing into cars drunk and are readily available if there is a fight or health problem. But generally, they stay out of the complex and pretend that everyone is overage as long as every is cool about it. And usually people are. The whole campus in not invited. It is only for people in the townhouse complex, who are generally 21+ seniors anyway. You have to have a wristband or the organizers escort your underage ass to the parking lot, where the police deal with you. Each townhouse has four students living in it, so each that signs up to create a drink gets four wristbands.

I did not live in the townhouses…but that Halloween, I got really, really lucky. One of my best friends did, and her roommate was going home for the weekend. So, I got her wristband! Oh, it was sweet.

In any case, I got all dressed up (my boobs were hot that night), and started drinking. I met a LOT of single guys that night. I mean, it was a college social - basically, that is what it was - a mixer for singles. We all had too much to drink and too many hormones raging. A lot of people made mistakes that night. But perhaps none had a weirder sexual experience than I did.

Early in the night, I met these two guys who had lucked into wristbands in the same way I had - they were friends of people who had roommates going out of town. They were cute (dressed as a superhero and a ninja) and fun to talk to, but I moved on quickly. The night was young.

Toward the end of the night, though, I was tired and just wanted to go home with a cute guy on my arm. And there they were, sitting in my friend’s house, finishing off her hard lemonade. She was upstairs asleep already and upset over an ex-boyfriend, so I sat downstairs guarding her possessions drunkenly until the alcohol was gone. When one of her roommate got back, though, I decided that I was going home, and I was taking the superhero with me. The problem? He had agreed, that night to act as the ninja’s wingman.

Sigh.

He really did try to change my mind too. He was a good wingman. The problem was that I simply wasn’t interested in the ninja. They were both cute, but I was interested in the superhero. So, the compromised - they both walked me home. Then they both came in for a drink. Then…they both started kissing me.

Now, I’m no prude, but a mmf threesome does not interest me. At least, not spur of the moment like that. And not with my roommate in the next bedroom. So, I had to make a choice - do I play into their scenario and choose the ninja, or do I go with my gut and choose the superhero?

And the lesson I learned that night is that I should have said no to both of them.

Maybe I’m old-fashioned, but I always go into any sexual encounter with the mindset that it will be more than a one-night stand. So, I went with my gut and politely sent the ninja packing. And you know what? The sex was horrible. My superhero was worried that his friend was upset at him the entire time. He barely got off before he was pulling his spandex pants back on and running after his friend. I was left yelling, meekly, “Call me!” like a sad teenager.

That’s the night I learned that the friendship bond between friends is stronger than pussy. Don’t get in the middle of a the wingman agreement. He won’t call you.

CHICAGO, Dec. 7 /PRNewswire-FirstCall/ — Which cars will be turning heads on the street this year? According to Playboy’s “2008 Cars of the Year,” a high-performance hybrid surges past competitors, a European import squeezes to the top, and a luxury carmaker provides one of the most fuel efficient and affordable vehicles on the road.

The selected cars were chosen by an expert team of automotive writers who traveled the world and test drove every new model hitting the showroom floor this year. The vehicles were taken on the sharpest turns, most challenging curves, and the steepest hills to properly separate the superlative from the mediocre.

2008 Car of the Year: Audi R8

Best Luxury Sports Coupe: Maserati GranTurismo

Best Sports Sedan: Cadillac CTS

Best SUV: Land Rover LR2

Best Crossover: Buick Enclave CXL

Best Convertible: BMW 335i

Best Easy-Day Car: Mercedes-Benz E320 Bluetec

Best Pint-Size Performance: Volvo C30

What do you think - are these cars sexy?

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