What better way to celebrate the U.S. presidential election than to talk about sex with politicians and public officials? I shared with you last January that Mitt Romney Turns Me On and what I thought Sex with the Presidential Candidates (at least the folks who were running at that time) would be like. But what about real sex with a public figure?
This month, our blogger friends took on the topic in several very creative ways.
Our friend, Ryan Beaumont, wrote a wonderful satire piece spoofing Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged. Ashley Shrugged (a political thrilla in vanilla) is definitely worth reading. You'll laugh and, if you're a fan of Ayn Rand, you'll enjoy it even more than most. Yes, it's not quite on topic, but who cares? It's good.
In her post, I Came First, Same Sassy Girl tells us about her experience with Bill Clinton. Yes, you read that right - Bill Clinton. You know you have to read that one.
Advizor shares a story, November - Snow Chains, about how a good Samaritan's efforts are rewarded after his rescue goes awry. I don't want to spoil the surprise by telling you which politician the story is about, but you'll love it.
My story about sex with a public figure is told in The Councilman. Yes, it really happened and, yes, it was hot. Again, I don't want to spoil it for you, but it involves a Catholic church, a barn, blood, and some cheese. Oh yeah, and some very good sex. Enjoy!
Be sure to add the bloggers who participated this month to the list of blogs you follow, if you haven't already done so.
Next month, our topic will be Holiday Sex and I expect many of our blogger friends to participate. You won't want to miss it.
If you want to catch up on past Sex Blog Chain posts, visit the Sex Blog Chain page. You'll also find information about how to participate.
Showing posts with label Mitt Romney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mitt Romney. Show all posts
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Sex with the Presidential Candidates
I was surprised how many of you disagreed me about Mitt Romney (see Mitt Romney Turns Me On). Okay, I can live with the fact that people can have different tastes.
That got me thinking - What would the different Presidential Candidates be like in bed?
Don't roll your eyes. You know I have an active fantasy life and, for the most part, this string of sex fantasies wasn't altogether unpleasant (except for Ron Paul; he's a "just say no" guy for me).
So, here are my thoughts on each of the candidates and what they might be like in bed.
Mitt Romney - I chuckled at Ms. I's speculation that Mitt would be the kind of guy who would cry after sex, but I disagree - and not just because he turns me on. I have met at least a dozen men like Mitt Romney - Suited up, buttoned down, straight laced, and bored to tears from being with the same woman for 30-40 years. Assuming Mitt is like these guys, even a little, he'd be very nervous for the first few minutes in the hotel room, but once he calmed down, he'd be quite the wild man, letting it all loose and willing to experiment with everything. He'd be seriously into pleasing his partner because he secretly knew that he was hot and the lack of excitement in bed he'd experienced for the last 40 years clearly was not about him.
And Mitt would be a talker in bed. Mostly, he'd talk about himself, but he'd be a talker nonetheless, which would inspire me to either convince him to "play the quiet game" or gag him, which would certainly excite him into premature ejaculation.
Sex with his wife, however, is probably boring and uninspired, but he has no idea why she sometimes falls asleep during "the act."
Rick Santorum - Rick's idea of wild sex probably consists of having sex with the light on (gasp!) on top of the covers (omg!), after neatly folding and putting aside Grandma's special quilt, of course. 'Nuff said.
Newt Gingrich - Newt is a bad, bad boy with a naughty streak. Like Mitt, he probably talks during sex, but he is all about dirty talk. Because vanilla sex is boring to him after years of playing around, I picture Newt in leather and a dog collar, begging a dominatrix to tighten that ball stretcher just a little more. He's clearly into pain and humiliation.
Ron Paul - I can imagine Ron chasing his wife around the bedroom giggling as they role play - the master of the estate and the milk maid, daddy and bad little girl, doctor and naughty nurse (wait, that one isn't role playing,is it?). It's all about the build up and foreplay for Ron, which he will drag out a long, long time even when it's clear that his partner isn't interested anymore.
Barak Obama - Barak is the kind of guy who probably checks himself out in the mirror during the act. He's very impressed with himself and he wonders if the woman he's with knows how lucky she is that he chose her to receive his magic juice. He puts much more energy into getting her into bed than he expends once he's actually there with her. It's only a matter of time before he decides that one woman can't handle all his hot-daddy-bama power and spreading the love is the only kind thing to do for the women of the nation - no, the women of the world.
To tell you the truth, none of these guys is really worth the effort, I'll stick with JJ.
That got me thinking - What would the different Presidential Candidates be like in bed?
Don't roll your eyes. You know I have an active fantasy life and, for the most part, this string of sex fantasies wasn't altogether unpleasant (except for Ron Paul; he's a "just say no" guy for me).
So, here are my thoughts on each of the candidates and what they might be like in bed.
Mitt Romney - I chuckled at Ms. I's speculation that Mitt would be the kind of guy who would cry after sex, but I disagree - and not just because he turns me on. I have met at least a dozen men like Mitt Romney - Suited up, buttoned down, straight laced, and bored to tears from being with the same woman for 30-40 years. Assuming Mitt is like these guys, even a little, he'd be very nervous for the first few minutes in the hotel room, but once he calmed down, he'd be quite the wild man, letting it all loose and willing to experiment with everything. He'd be seriously into pleasing his partner because he secretly knew that he was hot and the lack of excitement in bed he'd experienced for the last 40 years clearly was not about him.
And Mitt would be a talker in bed. Mostly, he'd talk about himself, but he'd be a talker nonetheless, which would inspire me to either convince him to "play the quiet game" or gag him, which would certainly excite him into premature ejaculation.
Sex with his wife, however, is probably boring and uninspired, but he has no idea why she sometimes falls asleep during "the act."
Rick Santorum - Rick's idea of wild sex probably consists of having sex with the light on (gasp!) on top of the covers (omg!), after neatly folding and putting aside Grandma's special quilt, of course. 'Nuff said.
Newt Gingrich - Newt is a bad, bad boy with a naughty streak. Like Mitt, he probably talks during sex, but he is all about dirty talk. Because vanilla sex is boring to him after years of playing around, I picture Newt in leather and a dog collar, begging a dominatrix to tighten that ball stretcher just a little more. He's clearly into pain and humiliation.
Ron Paul - I can imagine Ron chasing his wife around the bedroom giggling as they role play - the master of the estate and the milk maid, daddy and bad little girl, doctor and naughty nurse (wait, that one isn't role playing,is it?). It's all about the build up and foreplay for Ron, which he will drag out a long, long time even when it's clear that his partner isn't interested anymore.
Barak Obama - Barak is the kind of guy who probably checks himself out in the mirror during the act. He's very impressed with himself and he wonders if the woman he's with knows how lucky she is that he chose her to receive his magic juice. He puts much more energy into getting her into bed than he expends once he's actually there with her. It's only a matter of time before he decides that one woman can't handle all his hot-daddy-bama power and spreading the love is the only kind thing to do for the women of the nation - no, the women of the world.
To tell you the truth, none of these guys is really worth the effort, I'll stick with JJ.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Mitt Romney Turns Me On
I was laying in bed with Hubby last night watching the Republican presidential debate, assessing the candidates as a good American is supposed to do when, all of a sudden, I started looking at Mitt Romney a little differently.
First, let me set the stage for you. Normally, presidential debates air at 5:00 or 6:00 p.m. PST, but last night the west coast could only get access through the recorded version on NBC at 9:00. I suppose I could have watched the streaming version online, but I was busy with other tasks like cooking, helping kids with homework, etc.
Anyway, when I realized it was coming on at 9:00 p.m. I groaned. Why? Because 9:00 - 11:00 p.m. is prime "adult time" in our home. That's the time when Hubby and I retire to our room for some naughty business, or reading, or whatever (assuming we're not out on the town, of course).
To be blunt, I was annoyed because I was very horny and the debate was weaseling its way into my fucking time.
Because I am a creative gal, I decided that we were just going to have to "do it" while the debate was on. So, after the kids were all tucked in, we got settled in bed and the debate was already underway.
I scooched over toward Hubby and started kissing his neck - my very subtle signal that I want some "special mommy and daddy time." He didn't move. So I started kissing my way down his chest. His eyes remained glued to the TV. I slid my hand under his pajama pants and started stroking him.
"But the debate is on," he said.
"Yes, I am well aware of that," I replied as I started sucking his cock.
"But we're going to miss some of it," he said, halfheartedly.
I sucked a couple more strokes and then stopped long enough to say, "We can keep it on, and I DVR'd it anyway," and I got back down to business.
It didn't take long for him to be fully hard and less interested in the debate that what was happening in bed.
He put his hand on the back of my head, both petting and guiding me. I tried to block out the boys on TV and focus on the rhythm and the nice cock in front of me, but it was difficult with Mitt and Newt calling each other names. I'd feel Hubby get close to coming, then I'd pull back a bit, slow down, loosen my grip. We played that game for a few minutes until I decided it was time to try something different.
I climbed on top of Hubby, facing away from him, and straddled him, reverse cowgirl style. He slid inside me slowly and easily. I sat up straight and started rocking forward and back, side to side. Slow, full hip movements. I closed my eyes and reached a hand down between my legs to play with my clit while I rode him. I felt a little shudder almost immediately. I started playing with a nipple with the other hand.
I was ready for this long before we came into the bedroom, so I knew it wasn't going to take me long to come, which is why reason why I started off by giving him some head. I wanted it to last a little bit longer for him.
I was getting close to coming. I opened my eyes. That's when I saw him.
Mitt Romney.
He was talking and looking straight at the camera and, as a result, right at me. He was saying something about how he was not going to apologize for being successful. I felt a surge of pleasure and I pinched my nipple harder.
Then things got fuzzy for me and I focused completely on what I was doing. I heard Hubby moaning as I started to shake. I stopped moving and arched my back, pushing down and enjoying the tremors in my pussy and the shudder that swept over the rest of me. Hubby was enjoying it, too. I felt his cock pulsating inside me as he came. I heard him groaning in pleasure.
Then I closed my eyes and allowed the feeling to linger a bit, until I heard Ron Paul talking. At that point, I was grateful that I had already come because if I hadn't, that would have killed it for me.
A minute or so later, I rolled off of Hubby and collapsed next to him, still breathing hard, and absentmindedly traced my finger along his thigh while I refocused on the debate.
I saw Mitt smiling again, flirting with the camera. He is such a good looking man. It occurred to me that if I met him on AM, I would be all over that man. Think about it. He's Hubby's age, so he's not too old, and he definitely does not look his age. He's got that greying at the temples look that I love. He's committed to his marriage. He travels frequently. He has plenty of financial resources, so who pays for the room will never be an issue. Did I mention that he's gorgeous?
As I relaxed in the afterglow of a very nice pleasure session with Hubby, I started feeling a little tingle between my legs again as I watched Mitt and imagined what he might be like in bed.
Yes, now it's definitely true. Mitt Romney turns me on.
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Over the next few weeks, I'll be posting a series about the presidential candidates. Topics include:
The Republican Presidential Candidates in Bed
Mitt Romney's AM Profile
Newt Gingrich's AM Profile
Rick Santorum's AM Profile
Ron Paul's AM Profile
Barak Obama's AM Profile
We simply can't let an election year pass without having at least a little fun with it, can we?
First, let me set the stage for you. Normally, presidential debates air at 5:00 or 6:00 p.m. PST, but last night the west coast could only get access through the recorded version on NBC at 9:00. I suppose I could have watched the streaming version online, but I was busy with other tasks like cooking, helping kids with homework, etc.
Anyway, when I realized it was coming on at 9:00 p.m. I groaned. Why? Because 9:00 - 11:00 p.m. is prime "adult time" in our home. That's the time when Hubby and I retire to our room for some naughty business, or reading, or whatever (assuming we're not out on the town, of course).
To be blunt, I was annoyed because I was very horny and the debate was weaseling its way into my fucking time.
Because I am a creative gal, I decided that we were just going to have to "do it" while the debate was on. So, after the kids were all tucked in, we got settled in bed and the debate was already underway.
I scooched over toward Hubby and started kissing his neck - my very subtle signal that I want some "special mommy and daddy time." He didn't move. So I started kissing my way down his chest. His eyes remained glued to the TV. I slid my hand under his pajama pants and started stroking him.
"But the debate is on," he said.
"Yes, I am well aware of that," I replied as I started sucking his cock.
"But we're going to miss some of it," he said, halfheartedly.
I sucked a couple more strokes and then stopped long enough to say, "We can keep it on, and I DVR'd it anyway," and I got back down to business.
It didn't take long for him to be fully hard and less interested in the debate that what was happening in bed.
He put his hand on the back of my head, both petting and guiding me. I tried to block out the boys on TV and focus on the rhythm and the nice cock in front of me, but it was difficult with Mitt and Newt calling each other names. I'd feel Hubby get close to coming, then I'd pull back a bit, slow down, loosen my grip. We played that game for a few minutes until I decided it was time to try something different.
I climbed on top of Hubby, facing away from him, and straddled him, reverse cowgirl style. He slid inside me slowly and easily. I sat up straight and started rocking forward and back, side to side. Slow, full hip movements. I closed my eyes and reached a hand down between my legs to play with my clit while I rode him. I felt a little shudder almost immediately. I started playing with a nipple with the other hand.
I was ready for this long before we came into the bedroom, so I knew it wasn't going to take me long to come, which is why reason why I started off by giving him some head. I wanted it to last a little bit longer for him.
I was getting close to coming. I opened my eyes. That's when I saw him.
Mitt Romney.
He was talking and looking straight at the camera and, as a result, right at me. He was saying something about how he was not going to apologize for being successful. I felt a surge of pleasure and I pinched my nipple harder.
Then things got fuzzy for me and I focused completely on what I was doing. I heard Hubby moaning as I started to shake. I stopped moving and arched my back, pushing down and enjoying the tremors in my pussy and the shudder that swept over the rest of me. Hubby was enjoying it, too. I felt his cock pulsating inside me as he came. I heard him groaning in pleasure.
Then I closed my eyes and allowed the feeling to linger a bit, until I heard Ron Paul talking. At that point, I was grateful that I had already come because if I hadn't, that would have killed it for me.
A minute or so later, I rolled off of Hubby and collapsed next to him, still breathing hard, and absentmindedly traced my finger along his thigh while I refocused on the debate.
I saw Mitt smiling again, flirting with the camera. He is such a good looking man. It occurred to me that if I met him on AM, I would be all over that man. Think about it. He's Hubby's age, so he's not too old, and he definitely does not look his age. He's got that greying at the temples look that I love. He's committed to his marriage. He travels frequently. He has plenty of financial resources, so who pays for the room will never be an issue. Did I mention that he's gorgeous?
As I relaxed in the afterglow of a very nice pleasure session with Hubby, I started feeling a little tingle between my legs again as I watched Mitt and imagined what he might be like in bed.
Yes, now it's definitely true. Mitt Romney turns me on.
*****************************
Over the next few weeks, I'll be posting a series about the presidential candidates. Topics include:
The Republican Presidential Candidates in Bed
Mitt Romney's AM Profile
Newt Gingrich's AM Profile
Rick Santorum's AM Profile
Ron Paul's AM Profile
Barak Obama's AM Profile
We simply can't let an election year pass without having at least a little fun with it, can we?
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