Your weirdest relationship experience
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I'm currently in a "relationship" (more like a fling to be honest) and it's a weird one. I'd be interested in your opinion and your experiences.
I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French s
tteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.
This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of st but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.
Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the stty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?
I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French s
tteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of s
t but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the s
tty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?Artey said:
I'm currently in a "relationship" (more like a fling to be honest) and it's a weird one. I'd be interested in your opinion and your experiences.
I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French stteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.
This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of st but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.
Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the stty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?
Just in case I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French s
tteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of s
t but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the s
tty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?
You should be ashamed of yourself I mean a 135i, what's wrong with a big boys car.
Monkeylegend said:
Artey said:
I'm currently in a "relationship" (more like a fling to be honest) and it's a weird one. I'd be interested in your opinion and your experiences.
I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French stteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.
This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of st but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.
Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the stty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?
Just in case I met her while having my M135i serviced. She was waiting for her husband to finish placing an order for an LCI version of my car. Pretty weird already, right? She asked me how I liked the car and I told her I didn't, which she found amusing. One thing led to another and in the end I managed to get her number before leaving the dealership (her husband was still sorting out a deal so had not seen us).
Over the next months we kept exchanging odd messages here and there, mainly jokes around the build quality of modern German cars, but then something happened. Her husband flipped the greatest junior super car ever for a French s
tteur. That upset her. She wanted to meet. And I obliged.This is where the story really begins. She is kinky as f*&k. Kinky in a weird sort of obscene way. She asked me whether I could not take any showers or wash 3 days before we meet. I almost puked. I'm a kind of guy who if he doesn't shower at least twice a day feels sick and really uncomfortable - I believe that's what 99% civilised classy guys do. She told me that thanks to her husband being who he is she now has a thing for a certain kind of guy, a hobo kind, and if she doesn't get the smelly stimulus she can't "get it up". Being the gentlemen that I am I obliged. We met once. It was phucking amazing, sticky and stinky yet great. Fast forward 3 months, as we were leaving the Travelodge in her VW Tiguan she asked me if I ever considered ... and this is what I can't tell you guys since I believe it would be classified as obscene and could get me banned. Let me just say it was to do with smell and taste and I mean it was RANK. I didn't think anyone could do that sort of s
t but she said her obsession with hobos led her to this and she's now addicted.Needles to say we're done and I'd thought I would have forgotten the s
tty experience with her real quick but I can't. Most of you would have guessed by now what that thing was I think. But can anyone actually beat that experience?Artey said:
Monkeylegend said:
Most decent people tend not to fk around with others peoples partners/spouses.
I believe in equality and since it takes two to tango you really can't blame me only me for this. Anyway, her husband allegedly is a nut job so I was sort of helping a woman in need.k around with others peoples partners/spouses.
Seems like it runs in the family and you have joined them. I would keep an eye on the end of your tongue and todger while they are still there, sounds like the mould will set in any time soon.
Are you married or with a partner by the way, it wouldn't be nice to pass anything on. Don't expect you to answer that
Monkeylegend said:
Artey said:
Monkeylegend said:
Most decent people tend not to fk around with others peoples partners/spouses.
I believe in equality and since it takes two to tango you really can't blame me only me for this. Anyway, her husband allegedly is a nut job so I was sort of helping a woman in need.k around with others peoples partners/spouses.Monkeylegend said:
Seems like it runs in the family and you have joined them. I would keep an eye on the end of your tongue and todger while they are still there, sounds like the mould will set in any time soon.
That's the thing although certain nations like mould, check out the French and their obsession with stiky cheeses.Monkeylegend said:
Are you married or with a partner by the way, it wouldn't be nice to pass anything on. Don't expect you to answer that
I might have lost a love of my life (M135i that is, ) other than that I'm free to fk about.Pickled said:
It's on youtube so should be ok yet I really would like to know what it is before I click it. Hopefully that isn't a secret CCTV footage from Travelodge we used to frequent, is it?Artey said:
It's on youtube so should be ok yet I really would like to know what it is before I click it. Hopefully that isn't a secret CCTV footage from Travelodge we used to frequent, is it?
It's a clip from the film The Crew - it's involves a glass coffee table and a large lady called Sticky Sue...
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