becky is so good at back rubs that if jesus were to give back rubs he would have to take lessons from becky because she’s better than jesus at back rubs
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it’s a little intimidating to talk about the anal sex. but then i was like, jill’s talked about it on here. and then i realized that no, no she didn’t. she talked about OTHER people’s anal sex. much different. much, much.
so, anal sex, kids! at the becky household, we’re fond of back rubs. when we first started “going out,” (is that what the kids are calling it these days? going out? kids?) we did a lot of back rubs. we still do, for the right “price.” ahem. so i got the brilliant idea to get chuck massage oil for a holiday. xmas? i think? it seemed like a really great idea. a thoughtful idea. a totally sweet and lovely girlfriendy thing to do for my boyfriendy. fyi: i’m the best girlfriend in the world. true story. chuck told me so and he’s right about everything.
at that time he was still talking to an old girlfriend quite a lot, his girlfriend from high school. they don’t talk as much or as often now, but they’re obviously on good terms. and he obviously told her everything about everything. she even told him a period related story about a period related cup. one of those “cervix” cups that apparently are shitty because it spilled blood all over jackie. (they’re not like other cups that may or may not have been discussed and loved by becky. cough, cough.)
perfect.
so, i bought him the massage oil a few months into our relationship. he told jackie about it. he then relayed the conversation and the implications she had laid on him. she had, allegedly, implied that by buying oil i wanted sex. of the anal variety. she had told him that if a girl bought that, then she wanted to have things shoved in things.
he thought it was hysterical and intriguing at the same time. like, “ha, ha, ha… anal sex?” i’m going use a chiefy inspired *record scratch noise* right here.
i don’t know if i told you. (i did) but i was completely unintroduced to the ways of the male species. i didn’t know nothing about nothing. we had certainly been sexing. a lot. and it was awesome. obviously. i mean, like you were wondering if it was awesome. you knew it was awesome because, well, obviously. i was part of it. and i am awesome at everything. including sexing. in fact, i might kill the person i’m sexing if i don’t dial it back a notch. i have to be careful. with my huge penis because i’m *that* good.
there we were, oil everywhere. everyone’s back was all relaxed. there was one muscle that wasn’t relaxed, however. mr peepers was all excited by the BACK MASSAGE oil’s slipperiness. the sheer, erotic nature of the back rub got him aaaaaall excited.
one thing led to another and yadda, yadda, yadda. places were touched. places were violated. places were orgasmed. and someone fulfilled a lifelong dream of one little boy.
and that’s the time. that becky bought massage oils, implied she was a butt whore and chuck made an oily hand print on the wall, forevermore.


Moral of the story:
Never by my dad massage oil.
Check.
Hi
You & Jill & Becky are great!
I’ll be smiling all day now.
All the best,
RKCharron
xoxo
I am not a fan of the butt sex. My husband, sadly, is. It’s a problem.
Hmmm…when I was first married, we bought the massage oil, too.
There was no violation, though. I’m feeling gypped.
Although, there was that time when things were really well lubed and I was really going to town when I slipped and, well, violations were handed out. Screaming during sex usually equals good. Screaming during sex because of a rectal violation? Not so much.
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Back massages are pretty special. Ha ha ha…anal sex massages? Even more special.
“yada yada yada. places were touched”? you yadda yadda’ed over the best part! you didn’t even mention the lobster bisque (too random a reference?)
hubby bought ME massage oil for our one year anniversary last week, ruh roh!
Oh, I totally heard that record scratch. YIKES IN THE PANTS.
The sex of this particular variety is off limits in my world. That is an exit only zone if you ask me.
But maybe I’m behind the times?!
Ha. Behind.
Apparently, I’m 12.
Oh nooes! You have to be very careful with oil. For instance, a man should not place a hand on an oily back for support. This will result in the hand sliding off the back, in a donkey punch fashion, and falling on top of you and severely injuring the receiver of said rub. It didn’t warn me on the label.
Okkk.. I haven’t had much back door experience, but at least now I know to run at the sight of massage oils. And to hide the ones I have the next time a boy comes over…
@lusty-she mentioned the bisque.
Yeah…tonues are soft, fingers are
@lusty-she mentioned the bisque.
wieners are too big for that imeo. but that is my opinion, and you know what they say about opinions; they’re just like assholes, everyones got one, and they all stink.
sorry, couldn’t resist.
moooog- you just never know how he’ll react…
rkc- oh, you and your flattery!
mt- those men and their buttz
mj- suuuure it was a mistake. *eyeroll*
jag- we really bonded that night.
lust- you=my hero!
ll- yikes, indeed!
asg- well, if everyone’s like a little… relaxed?
nik- *files away for later*
cj- those boys are sneaky and persistent at the same time!
alyx- for reals and for trues. I’m pretty sure
What a lucky little boy. I know ALL men would love constant back door action!
Um yeah. Me + anal = not gonna happen unless severly intoxicated and well lubed. And even then I don’t think I’d let it happen. The few times I’ve allowed this to happen have always been cut short due to the pain. I think it’s better to leave it as an exit only in my book.
Note to self-The new bf will never receive massage oil.
Becky, you are a gift from Jesus.
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
oh. freaking. my.
I love back rubs too, but I am NEVER buying my fiance massage oil. Thanks for the cautionary tale