Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Morning Edition - 1/25/06

Please Beat Me Down
High School is that transition period between adolescence and adulthood. We come into ourselves and begin to stand for what we believe in. The American Civil Liberties Union (ACLU) served a victory to a Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey high school senior yesterday that helps the young man prove his point – well, at least he thought it would. Hasbrouck Heights School officials sent the student home after he disregarded their no shorts between October 1 and April 15 policy. The youngster purchased a skirt and wore it to school to show that the no-shorts policy was discriminatory and was again sent home. It was then that the ACLU stepped-in and brought the matter to school officials. Now, the senior will be allowed to wear skirts (not shorts) to school whenever he pleases.

Maryland, Scary-land for Unsuspecting Girl At Daycare
An eight-year old boy at For Kids We Care, Inc. in Germantown, MD, brought in his dad’s .38 caliber revolver to school and allegedly shot his seven-year old female playmate in the arm. The victim was taken to Washington Hospital Center where doctors say the young lady will be okay. The boy however was arrested – no charges have been announced since he is a minor. His dad, John Linwood Hall Sr., 56, was charged with leaving a firearm in a location accessible by an unsupervised minor, possession of a firearm by a felon and contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Hall has been in trouble with the law and has a rap sheet that dates back to the 1960s.

From Living Single to Two Queens, One Castle
TC Carson, Kyle from Living Single, is starring in Two Queens, One Castle a new play about men on the down-low now showing at DC’s MetroStage through March 5. The play – musical, really – was written by singer/actress Jevetta Steele who took portions of her real-life experience to craft the show. Steele was married 12 years when she discovered her husband was on the down-low and was struggling with HIV. Two Queens has R&B, gospel and jazz pieces included in the storyline. For more information call MetroStage at 800-494-8497 (1201 North Royal Street in Alexandria, VA).

On Blast
Oh goodness…please tell me this isn’t happening to me! Well, if you’ve uttered this line or something similar to it while doing the “do” we want to hear about it. Tell us about your most embarrassing moment while doing the do. (For example: I lost my grip and let my partner fall head first off the bed) Be honest and feel free to hit that anonymous button if it’s still just too embarrassing to tell the story with a straight face.

Keep passin’ the open windows…

22 comments:

caspar608 said...

You must have read my mind. I was going to ask you to put this on blast!!!!

FREAKING RICAN said...

Oh boy...Let's see...The one that sticks out the most was this one time when I was in the position of doggie and the movements were so hard and long that that dam rubber jacket was just Irritating the crap out of me but it felt so good that when the do was finally over and he pulled out the worst sounding Air pocket (graceful speaking) came out of my honeydew that I almost passed out from embarrassment. I wouldn't wish this to happen to my worst enemy!

caspar608 said...

its happened to most freakin!

KahluaLoverInVa said...

Being busted in a public park at night by cops while laying on a picnic table doing the nasty!!! (I was about 19) To make it worse, their flashlights came from behind my boyfriend so that when he stepped back from me...I was totally 'out there for the world to see'...and when we got dressed and were being led to the patrol car for our 'trespassing' citation, the male cop says "ma'am, did you want to take those with you?"....pointing to my panties I had forgotten on the ground!!!!! Fifteen years later and I still get red in the face!!

Cocoa Rican said...

Three very vivid disasters come to mind:

BAD
The first was when I was in my late teens. While having loud, passionate sex in the bathroom of my then boyfriend’s mom’s house (yes, he lived with his mom) I grabbed at the towel rack beside the bathtub for leverage and thrusting power. Our loud moans and wails drowned out his mom’s quiet entry into the apartment and we continued our volume 10 dirty-name calling, while going at it. Suddenly, I pulled too hard on the towel rack and was horrified to have it pull-out of the wall – screws and all – hitting my partner in the head and hearing his mom scream, “[My partner’s name here] what’s going on in there?!” Needless to say, by the trajectory of her voice I could tell she was in her bedroom, which meant she had already passed the main bathroom where we were carrying-on. When I exited the bathroom, my boyfriend joined me in his bedroom with the towel rack in hand. His mom knocked on his bedroom door and asked what the heck happened to the rack?! I could feel her eyes fall on me and I wished I would burst into flames and disintegrate on the spot!

WORSE
The second occurred in DC…after breaking up with my partner of 8-9 years, I was engaged in open-door, hot, loud and extremely intense sex in my bedroom. My ex came home (yes, we were still living together) crept up the stairs and stood in front of my bedroom door before entering his own room next door to mine. I only knew he was in the house from the floor boards creaking! I jumped from the bed and slammed my door shut. Two seconds later, my ex knocked on my bedroom door (where I laid in shock, my hands over my mouth) and asked if I would join him downstairs for a chat – NOW! I think this would be a good time to mention that the person I was having sex with was someone who was a friend of ours during our relationship (which only added to the horror of it all). To this day, I throw-up in my mouth a little when I think of the whole scene.

JUST LET THE GROUND OPEN UP
After over a year of coy flirtation an acquaintance of mine and I decided to let the raw fires of desire burn bright and go for it once in for all. So after a night of drinking, dancing and teasing, we ended up in a hotel room going at it. Everything was going as I had imagined, until we began making love. During one of our position changes I pulled out to find the condom was no longer snuggly holding my pee-pee. I felt around the bed while trying to keep the momentum going by engaging in deep kissing and passionate play, but was finally forced to say, “I can’t find the condom. I think you might have it.” Yes, it was as corny as that! He said, “What do you mean, I might have it?” I said, “Why don’t you go in the bathroom and see if you have it….” My sexy smile turned into a flushed smirk that betrayed my embarrassment. He went into the bathroom and sure enough, he had it. We only had one condom, so the night ended on that horrifying and humiliating note. Thankfully, we can both laugh about it today.

FREAKING RICAN said...

Caspar I'm still waiting to hear your freakin adventure....come on girl give it up!

FREAKING RICAN said...

Oh I just thought of another one this one was really a "This is not happening to me moment" My lover came to my job to pick me up a 1/2 day for me and the whole ride back to my house on the highway I was giving him head. Once we arrive onto Staten Island I told him to take the service road so we had a bit more privacy. As I am doing my thing he obviously didn't realize that he kept breaking and a car behind us pulls up to the side of us and I am still going up and down, up and down and the brother decides to roll down his window to see what the other car wants and the driver says do you need help and my lover is like "No not really, everything is a o.k." and here I am picking my head up just realized that the window is still rolled down and the driver is looking at me like "Holy Cow" Sorry"...Sorry! After all that sucking you have the nerve to interrupt! Crap! I had him right where I wanted him and the moment was killed in two seconds!

petite morceau said...

oh lordie, lordie, there are quite a few embarrassing moments for me:

- we were doing it at the very top of the stairwell in a 39-story building LOL, thinking since we were on the very last floor before the exit to the roof no one was going to enter the stairwell - HA! that's what you get for assuming LOL. About 1/2 hr into it we're both completely naked & I'm riding that cowboy (facing the exit door no less), the door suddenly opens, shocking the shyte out of me and my guy, not to mention the security guard (he was young and cute too lol). I was so shocked it didn't even occur to me to cover up so he got quite an eyeful and he couldn't take his eyes off of me but he passed us walking down and just told us to get dressed and leave. The worst part is that we had no choice but to walk past him once we were leaving the building. What pissed me off was as we're passing him on the way out he gives my guy the "thumbs-up" sign with a big smile on his face - I swear if I'd had magical powers at that very moment he would have burst into flames it pissed me off so much - grrrr.... (as a footnote, we figured the security guard didn't make a big deal about it because he'd been out on the roof for atleast more than 1/2 hour and god only knows what he was doing up there... lol)

Tammy said...

OK, first the usual one...once while my partner was dining on my goodies...i let out the most unlady like fart...but to make matters worst it smelled. suffice it to say the night of passion was over. The second time, while driving down the highway in his van from phil. to wash., dc i was tickling my tonsils with his member. all of a sudden this loud horn startled us...it was a truck driver grinning down at us and smiling. at first i was totally embarrased but then excited. so everytime we took a trip to dc, i looked for truck drivers so that i could give them a show of my skillz! hey i'm a voyeur what can i say?

Anonymous said...

Honestly, I have no moments. Every floor, chair, set of steps, frisk, toilet and bed has memorable moments that brings a :) to my face.

Sorry

Oh I do have one. I was dating this older woman and she would stay over my house because she had two teen boys. One day I awake to find her lips around my member. Needless to say, I didn't like that and from then on, I learned to sleep on my stomach...You aint taking nothing here w/out me being involved. that was my first and last ecounter with sexosomnia....whatever term they give it now-a-days.

Just Me.

petite morceau said...

Just me, I find your reaction to your older female friend's method of waking you up very unusual.

I know many men who would love to be woken up in that manner every morning.

Perhaps instead of viewing it as her taking something without your permission/involvement, you could see it as her thinking it was the best way for you to welcome the morning. I mean, she was already in your bed so it's not like she sneaked in and attacked you...

Unless I misunderstood your post and you and she were sleeping in separate beds/roooms?

KRISALMIGHTY said...

MMMMMMMM, LETS SEE. I WAS IN THE HYATT IN DC AND I WAS MAKING LOVE TO MY BOI IN THE SHOWER (STANDING UP, DOGGIE STYLE). ANYWAY AS I STARTED TO CUM, MY LEGS GAVE OUT UNDER ME AND WE BOTH FELL AND I HIT MY HEAD ON TTHE SIDE OF THE TUB AND WAS BLEEDING FROM MY EAR. MY PARTNER HAD ANAL BLEEDING AND A RIB FRACTURE BECAUSE WE WERE SO SUDDENLY PULLED APART. THE EMBARRASMENT WAS EXPLAINING TO THE TWO FEMALE EMT PERSONNEL AND THE POLICE OFFICER WHAT HAD HAPPENED AS WE LAY THERE BUCK NAKKED IN THE BLOOD AND CUM AND SEXY SOAPY MESS. WE BOTH STILL TALK ABOUT THAT TO THIS DAY AND WE BOTH AVOID SHOWER SCENES.

Cocoa Rican said...

Tam,
You know I laughed so hard my stomach hurt…not the funky fart when the man is actually down there! Girl, if it were ice skating they would have killed you with the deductions!

Petit,
I’ve done the stairwell sex and it’s exhilarating, though I have to admit mine was normally during the wee hours (well, when it was done in an apt. building)… when at pvt homes, it was the bomb. Love being able to change heights, grip the rails, etc.

Just Me,
What can I say? You appear to be a freak who likes control… oh wait, a CONTROL FREAK! I mean, the stairs, toilets, etc., but you’re bothered about a mornin’ mike check? What’s really going on? Let’s just say that anyone who wants to do the “Testing-1,2,3” on my mike in the a.m. is welcome to give it a shot… I’ll plug the amp in!

Caspar,
Let me find out?! Yours better be a good one… you’ve managed to cheer folks on, but now you’re playing all shy and sh*t?!

REMINDER: Noah’s Arc, Tonight at 9:30 p.m.; Logo…. Luv you Wade! :)

Cocoa Rican said...

**** WE HAVE A WINNER!!!!!!!!!!****

KRIS,
OH MY GOD! YOU WIN! I LAUGHED, I CRIED, I SCREAMED!

I'm suddenly afraid of shared showers! LOL

FREAKING RICAN said...

Krisalmighty, If I don't get yelled at today for the laughter that was coming out of my office space with your story Holy Shit! I have to give it to you. What a Moment! I laughed so hard that tears were coming down my face and that hasn't happened to me EVER! So congrat's for being the first person to ever make me laugh till the tears came a flowing! GREAT SHARE! I enjoyed every moment of it! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

KRISALMIGHTY said...

GLAD Y'ALL LIKED MY MOMENT....ITS HILARIOUS NOW IN RETROSPECT BUT THEN LAYING THERE IN PAIN, STILL OUZING CUM AND TRYING TO ANSWER QUESTIONS WITH A STRAIGHT FACE WAS EMBARRASING. ANYWAY THE HYATT COMPT US FOR THE ENTIRE WEEK AND SENT PERRIERE JOIETTE CHAMPAIGNE BUT WE STILL NEVER DO THE SHWOER THING AGAIN .....LOL

caspar608 said...

Well, that was a lovely memory Just Me.

I would rather not share my story as my Psychiatrist said it would be bad for my progress. I will tell you that it involved the Bronx Zoo.

: )

caspar608 said...

A real lady NEVER speaks of such things,....but OK, I will tell all of you of my torment.

I fell asleep. Yes, I fell asleep. Its not like it was whack or bad or anything of that nature...I was just so TIRED of him pounding away at me that I FELL ASLEEP. Snored and everything. When he finally shook the hell out of me I was like "what, wait, who the hell, Mom!" I thought I was dreaming. No it didn't involve a date rape drug I knew who the person was and I was completely comfortable with him. BUT HE PUT ME TO SLEEP. That was embarrasing.

Then there was the time that I was dating a complete savage and I was totally horny so I decided "what the hell" and I told him we could get it on. I was SOOOOOOOO disappointed and frustrated. First, he was 12 years older than me and a cop to boot. He acted like he had it going but DAMN, not only was he short on the money (don't want no short, teeny,,,y'all know the song) but his thing kept going LIMP. Now, don't get me wrong...this was when honey (me) was in peak condition, looked good, felt good, smelt good all THAT but homeboy was like "yeah, give me that good pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah..." and he was doing NOTHING for me. It was GROSS. I was embarrased for him, I was embarrased for myself for not throwning his ass off of me. Needless to say, he never got another taste.
Sad but true.
Don't get me wrong, I have had my experiences with air coming out of my honeydew but that wasn't embarrasing. The man was doing it right and I was feeling it so neither of us cared if I made a little noise. It was like....keep it moving, turn over, get on top, twist me up.
Now I am just celibate. Hopefully not for long.

caspar608 said...

Just Me...
I don't like sneak attacks either.

Anonymous said...

My incident happened while we both were asleep. I awoke and the scene and had to address her with it. She apologized but I see it as a violation of my person. I love to share but, don’t try taking nothing from me. It's like, your man mounting you and satisfying himself with you never partaking of the experience. RAPE RAPE...POLICE He got his ROCKS off and I didn't get me mine.

If you really want it. Take your clothes off and then mine.

Just Me.

caspar608 said...

Forget about the RAPE, RAPE thing I was a willing participant. I WAS ROBBED!!!! In my case I was ROBBED.

I don't like to have anything taken from me either. Not physically or spiritually. It ain't happenin. So you did what you had to do JUST ME. AT least you talked to her about it. I was just like "EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" after homeboy got his thing off. I didn't have a car at that time so I had to wait until he drove me home. I think I soaked in the tub for like three hours afterwords and vowed to NEVER be with anyone unless I knew they had ALL of their FACULTIES present.
Most talk a good game but are SELFISH, SELFISH, SELFISH.

ABout that concussion in the shower and anal tearing. THAT is the most horrifying experience I have ever heard of KRIS! The farting in the face was pretty bad too. But you know what, at least we have all admitted to our shortcomings (some literal : ).
I nearly peed on myself laughing.
Golden Shower anyone???
I'm just playing!!!!!!!!!

Tammy said...

I have come to the conclusion that all of y'all are CRAZY!!! and the shower scene...it sounds like something from Desperate Housewives...hilarious!!!!!!!!!!!!!!