My favorite part of the day includes orgasming. My least favorite part of the day involves going to the gym to work out. I know it’s good for me, which is why I even participate…but part of me hates feeling like a hamster on a wheel whenever I step onto a treadmill.
I had to switch gyms last month because things were getting a little bit awkward with one of the guys that seemed to be working out on my schedule. I just thought he was a bit creepy and he seemed to insinuate a few times that he knew that I was Alpha Harlot…or at the very least that he had seen me naked somewhere before.
Don’t do that Peepz…It’s just an uncomfortable situation for everyone.
Anyway, I joined the gym that my wife goes to because it’s also close to home and getting in some sweat time with my babe isn’t the worst thing that’s ever happened to me. We’re motivating each other to go, plus we get to take showers together after.
My favorite time to work out with her is Saturday night.
The gym is usually dead, which means that we can talk about whatever we want without prying ears getting involved or bothered by our topics of conversation. Spoiler alert: we talk about perverse things most of the time, because we talk about perverse things all of the time.
Last Saturday, we were climbing up an endless number of fake stairs together, talking about a PornHub video I had shown her earlier in the day.
“I’m amazed that the human body can even stretch that wide,” she said.
“I know, I think that’s why I love anal gaping so much. It’s not something that I could ever physically do on my own, so I’m fascinated at the limitations of the human body.”
An older man walked towards us at that point and hopped on the stair climber next to me. He popped his headphones in and started sprinting up the invisible staircase.
I continued on with the conversation at a slightly lower volume saying, “I just really feel like what’s missing right now is ONE star that everyone aspires to be like. There was Jenna Jameson, then there was Belladonna and Jesse Jane…and the industry played them off of each other like sugar and spice…and you had Sasha Grey, but she dipped out so early…which lead to Bonnie Rotten…”
My wife raised her eyebrow to stop me, “You’re only naming YOUR favorites. There are hundreds of women in the industry on any given day. You can’t box them in to make lists of who is the most extreme and therefore the best. ‘Extreme’ doesn’t always mean, ‘best,’ and sometimes your taste is terrible.”
The guy took his headphones out of his ears and said to me, “Actually, she’s got a point. There will never be another Belladonna, or Kay Parker…and if Nina Hartley ever retires, I’m going to go crazy!”
My wife and I stopped climbing and stared at him in shock.
“Sorry,” he said, “But it’s the truth. You can’t expect legends to be recreated. That’s exactly why they’re legends.”
I don’t know that I’ve ever heard truth dropped on me like that in such an unexpected situation.
So Peepz…Tell me who your favorite legendary adult actresses are and why you’ll spank to them over and over.
I’ll be sure to chime in again when I see the gym guy again.
Image: Nina Hartley in In Search of the Perfect Package by Brazzers
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