YummyMarie: a place for her random ideas, thoughts, and musings

Double post...

Lol...you guys are too much but I love it

So, I am on my phone at the moment, and as such, I will not be responding the way you have all been waiting for right now...wah wah wahhh

The Slamdango. I will have to think LONG & HARD about this one

I am sworn to secrecy, but I will say this...beneath the shroud of mystery lies a formidable challenge that no woman can truly prepare herself for...

OR...can something this LARGE be truly kept a secret? After over 100+ reviews, surely there must be one lady whose broken heart (after experiencing the slamdango, of course) could not contain the truth any longer.


The SLAMDANGO: ECCIE's longest held secret, or it's best played out conspiracy???

This brings to mind another ECCIE wonder...1.3 inches of dangling death that is...

Do we ladies dare to speak of it? Dare to confirm or deny what 3-sides admits to on a regular basis? To what LENGTH are we ladies willing to go to protect the myths/legends/outright truths the community takes so much child-like interest in?

I am not sworn to secrecy about the dangling death (and a plethora of other fascinating topics), but as a LADY, where does one, and --more importantly-- HOW does one decide to draw the line?

And for that matter, just how LONG is the line?

Ahhhhh Yummy Marie... there are two things I know to be true. One the other guys all want to know what exactly the SLAMDANGO® involves. Two is that none of them ever want to be SLAMDANGO'D® even thou they are clueless as to what it is. I mean after all there is only so much a guy will do to get a T-Shirt.

And now to add even more to the mystery, there are the following types.

1) Romantic Slamdango®
2) Mad Sex Slamdango®
3) Grudge Slamdango®
4) Fear For Your Life Slamdango®
5) Put Some Stank On It Slamdango®

WONDERFUL

Meeting Yummy Marie...

For what seems to be two years now our schedules just never seemed to match up. Every time I was in Houston Marie was on tour. When Marie was in Austin I was out of town. I get a PM telling me that Yummy Marie will be in town with friends for three days. We set a time for the following day. I jump in the car and it was storming. Not many people on the road and it was hard to see even with the windshield wipers going full blast. I avoided no less than two traffic accidents and finally arrived at her location. And like every other chick I've ever know she kept me waiting for 10 minutes. Then suddenly through a crowd of drunken Hispanic people having a wedding I see a vision. It's Yummy Marie. She was wearing a beautiful dress with flats. Her make up was perfect. Sparkly stuff ever so slightly around the eyes that would make a bass fisherman lose his mind. We embraced and a long hug saying..... finally. I escorted her to the Sports bar and we sat at the bar. Only for a moment then we decided to get a table as her friends were to join us shortly. So we took our respective drinks and pushed two tables together and had a seat next to each other and began to chat. Right away we were joined by three of her friends. Drinks were ordered. We told jokes, we laughed and the entire time Yummy Marie kept giving me this sexy look. I was trying to pay attention to the other guests but Marie just kept giving me "that look". Suddenly I realized I had been rubbing her silky smooth leg under the table. Slowly moving up her leg towards her thigh. Without thinking I was making that journey up to the promised land. Then it hit me.... what the SAM HELL was I doing? I stopped and we just smiled at each other. Bar called last call and the guests excused themselves and we said our goodbyes. Yummy Marie and I took out last drink and went to a table just outside and sat and talked for at least an hour. It was raining the entire time. Very romantic... to say the very least. I lost track of time. What a delightful young lady.

Then endings....

1) Big hug and a nice kiss and I was off.

2) I told her I was tired so she bitch slapped me and went to her room.

3) Even thou it was raining heavily Yummy Marie walked me to my car. Suddenly she went to the other side and jumped in the passenger seat. Not a word was said and we went at it like 16 year olds on prom night. Touching, feeling, grouping and passionate kissing. With out missing a beat we move to the back seat as cloths started coming off. I could feel her wetness and little SL was going off like a dope dealers pager at a crack house picnic. after some hustle and bustle we LOCKED in 69 position. This went on for quit some time. I could tell she wanted to experience the SLAMDANGO®. So I laid her down with legs spread in MISH position. Little SL is looking square into the promised land. I move forward and I just about to make entry and the door at my feet comes flying open. gusts of wind and rain starting coming into the car. It was out waitress from the sports bar. She grabbed my foot and started pulling my leg. You know just like I have been pulling yours.... right now!

SL this is not April 1 that was damn right unfair. I feel like I woke up just before the fire works in a wet dream.

LOL, sounds exactly like MY story, except I haven't met YM, rain nor shine.

fun2come
Imagine soft lips,an ever present smile and a quick wit.

fun2come
Imagine soft lips,an ever present smile and a quick wit. Originally Posted by tucson

That imagining thingy has to stop !!!

I just saw a large group of puppets dressed as lawyers headed towards SL's. Did you do something to piss off a bunch of puppets?

Wake up SL! You fell asleep and were dreaming again.

Wake up SL! You fell asleep and were dreaming again. Originally Posted by Chica Chaser

I have a dream. I'm taking the Dr. Martin Luther King thing to a new level!

Truth be told, SL only wishes he had my 1.3" of dangling death to Slambongo, or whatever the tshirt says, with.

Truth be told, SL only wishes he had my 1.3" of dangling death to Slambongo, or whatever the tshirt says, with. Originally Posted by pyramider

Dreams and wishes are different. Taint no getting them confused!