RunningAHEAD - Topic: Fantasy thread...

DrewEOB

Lazy idiot

posted: 5/11/2008 at 4:26 PM

Quote from JakeKnight on 5/11/2008 at 1:03 AM:

He's lying. Trust me.

*cough* eh hem... ditto this.

Tick tock

Purdey

Self anointed title

posted: 5/19/2008 at 10:09 AM

Update please?

kooky2003

Now that was a bath...

posted: 5/27/2008 at 5:30 PM

Um - I no longer have a fantasy.

jlynnbob "HTFU, Kookie's distal tibia"

Where's my closet? I need to get back in it.

joe_h

The voice of mile 18

posted: 5/27/2008 at 5:36 PM

Quote from kooky2003 on 5/27/2008 at 5:30 PM:

Um - I no longer have a fantasy.

I thought it was just a business meeting?

Tri Rule #1 of Triathlon Training/Racing - If Momma ain't happy nobody is happy

Purdey

Self anointed title

posted: 5/28/2008 at 3:22 AM

Quote from kooky2003 on 5/27/2008 at 5:30 PM:

Um - I no longer have a fantasy.

Oooh - does that mean that your fantasy has become reality? Or that your fantasy is no longer exciting? Undecided

Purdey

Self anointed title

posted: 6/10/2008 at 3:08 AM
modified: 6/10/2008 at 6:31 AM

Quote from Mississippi on 6/9/2008 at 11:45 AM:

Oh, I'm sure you bore. Pick a favorite and share away.

OK - here's a running related one to start with: I'm out for a run with an (anonymous!) woman. The weather is gorgeous and we are running freely across the fields. Our trail leads us up a gentle hill, through a field. When we reach the top we stop to admire the view. Feeling pumped with the effort and enjoying the endorphins racing around our bodies, we put our arms around each others' waists. Her hand slips down slowly and caresses my buttocks through my running shorts... and I return the gesture, feeling her wonderful curves. We turn to embrace and push our bodies together. Dropping to my knees, I pull off her running shoes and slide her shorts down. She feels the cool breeze against her moist skin and shivers with anticipation. The rest is x-rated.... and you would have to beg to hear it. Go on... beg.

ymmv

posted: 6/10/2008 at 8:45 AM

okay, here's mine: I start off taking it slow, I need to save energy to go the distance... I'm not as young as I once was. I savor those soft curves, gently following all the smooth hills and valleys, Towards the end, I pump faster and faster... As I cross over, I look up at the clock... A BQ!!!! YES!!! Damn, I need a cold shower now....

Purdey

Self anointed title

posted: 6/10/2008 at 8:48 AM
modified: 6/10/2008 at 12:24 PM

Quote from Purdey on 6/10/2008 at 3:08 AM:

OK - here's a running related one to start with: I'm out for a run with an (anonymous!) woman. The weather is gorgeous and we are running freely across the fields. Our trail leads us up a gentle hill, through a field. When we reach the top we stop to admire the view. Feeling pumped with the effort and enjoying the endorphins racing around our bodies, we put our arms around each others' waists. Her hand slips down slowly and caresses my buttocks through my running shorts... and I return the gesture, feeling her wonderful curves. We turn to embrace and push our bodies together. Dropping to my knees, I pull off her running shoes and slide her shorts down. She feels the cool breeze against her moist skin and shivers with anticipation. The rest is x-rated.... and you would have to beg to hear it. Go on... beg.

MTA: We are all over 18 right? This is a private group right? Who wants more? Or is this already too much for you? Tongue

MTA: I'm off now. You will have to wait until tomorrow for the rest.