I Would Kick Her/Him Out of Bed for Liking ______
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HarveyCanal said:The_Non said:HarveyCanal said:Actually, hold up. Within the past few years, I've dated this one woman on and off who insists on salsa dancing before getting down. A couple times, it has literally made me unable to do my job. So there is that.
Are you distracted by the sweet salsa jamz?
Old and getting exhausted from dancing beforehand?
So confused....
No, I can salsa dance alright. My problem with this particular chick's steez is her particular steez. It's like we get ourselves in the moment and then right before it's time to literally get naked, she's like hold up wait...she then throws on music, gets this stupidly contrived this-is-what-I-believe-romance-is-supposed-to-look-like demeanor about her and the dancing begins...and it absolutely kills it, believe me.
Actually, she ruined the moment one time doing the same thing by making me dance with her to D'Angelo's cover of Cruisin'. I've never had this sort of mood killing thing happen with anyone else. The way she tries to go about it is just so inorganic to the reality at hand and after a few times of this bs happening between us, I'll never go back to her well again because of it.
It's a shame for her too...because one, she's very hot and pretty darned cool otherwise. And two, she told me that other dudes have had the same sort of trouble performing with her. I haven't had a chance to tell her to stop trying to pull that pre-actual-sex-act-dancing crap on dudes, but if she ever gets around to asking me, now that I've figured it out...I will most definitely tell her, for her future benefit with other guys.
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
Are you distracted by the sweet salsa jamz?
Old and getting exhausted from dancing beforehand?
So confused....
No, I can salsa dance alright. My problem with this particular chick's steez is her particular steez. It's like we get ourselves in the moment and then right before it's time to literally get naked, she's like hold up wait...she then throws on music, gets this stupidly contrived this-is-what-I-believe-romance-is-supposed-to-look-like demeanor about her and the dancing begins...and it absolutely kills it, believe me.
Actually, she ruined the moment one time doing the same thing by making me dance with her to D'Angelo's cover of Cruisin'. I've never had this sort of mood killing thing happen with anyone else. The way she tries to go about it is just so inorganic to the reality at hand and after a few times of this bs happening between us, I'll never go back to her well again because of it.
It's a shame for her too...because one, she's very hot and pretty darned cool otherwise. And two, she told me that other dudes have had the same sort of trouble performing with her. I haven't had a chance to tell her to stop trying to pull that pre-actual-sex-act-dancing crap on dudes, but if she ever gets around to asking me, now that I've figured it out...I will most definitely tell her, for her future benefit with other guys.
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
asstro said:HarveyCanal said:The_Non said:HarveyCanal said:Actually, hold up. Within the past few years, I've dated this one woman on and off who insists on salsa dancing before getting down. A couple times, it has literally made me unable to do my job. So there is that.
Are you distracted by the sweet salsa jamz?
Old and getting exhausted from dancing beforehand?
So confused....
No, I can salsa dance alright. My problem with this particular chick's steez is her particular steez. It's like we get ourselves in the moment and then right before it's time to literally get naked, she's like hold up wait...she then throws on music, gets this stupidly contrived this-is-what-I-believe-romance-is-supposed-to-look-like demeanor about her and the dancing begins...and it absolutely kills it, believe me.
Actually, she ruined the moment one time doing the same thing by making me dance with her to D'Angelo's cover of Cruisin'. I've never had this sort of mood killing thing happen with anyone else. The way she tries to go about it is just so inorganic to the reality at hand and after a few times of this bs happening between us, I'll never go back to her well again because of it.
It's a shame for her too...because one, she's very hot and pretty darned cool otherwise. And two, she told me that other dudes have had the same sort of trouble performing with her. I haven't had a chance to tell her to stop trying to pull that pre-actual-sex-act-dancing crap on dudes, but if she ever gets around to asking me, now that I've figured it out...I will most definitely tell her, for her future benefit with other guys.
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
You sound white
Are you distracted by the sweet salsa jamz?
Old and getting exhausted from dancing beforehand?
So confused....
No, I can salsa dance alright. My problem with this particular chick's steez is her particular steez. It's like we get ourselves in the moment and then right before it's time to literally get naked, she's like hold up wait...she then throws on music, gets this stupidly contrived this-is-what-I-believe-romance-is-supposed-to-look-like demeanor about her and the dancing begins...and it absolutely kills it, believe me.
Actually, she ruined the moment one time doing the same thing by making me dance with her to D'Angelo's cover of Cruisin'. I've never had this sort of mood killing thing happen with anyone else. The way she tries to go about it is just so inorganic to the reality at hand and after a few times of this bs happening between us, I'll never go back to her well again because of it.
It's a shame for her too...because one, she's very hot and pretty darned cool otherwise. And two, she told me that other dudes have had the same sort of trouble performing with her. I haven't had a chance to tell her to stop trying to pull that pre-actual-sex-act-dancing crap on dudes, but if she ever gets around to asking me, now that I've figured it out...I will most definitely tell her, for her future benefit with other guys.
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
You sound white
I???ll tell you about a time I am amazed someone didn???t kick me out of bed for not liking something.
It was long ago enough now and I was young so I don???t feel bad telling it. I guess this can go in embarrassing sex tales, too.
Not sure if it???s weird that as someone who goes through most of life with music on, I am not a fan of it as a mood setter or during the do. Circumstantial, sure. But deliberate sound tracking is goofy to me. Kinda like cue music in movies.
I???ve never liked The Roots very much. I already knew he was a fan, he already knew I wasn???t. It didn???t really cut his shine in my eyes; he had plenty other good things to compensate for that unfortunate shortcoming. Out of politeness, I hadn???t really stressed to what degree I didn???t like them and I suspect he had that arrogant, ???Maybe you need to hear it again, properly, to see how good it is really is??? attitude....so, he put them on. Things got heated quickly and the music faded into the background until we were in a particularly quiet and engaged moment when it came in loud and clear as a backpack full of clanging coins meant for the campus radio vending machine. I dismounted, took the needle off, resumed position and things continued as they should.
I am not having sex to The Roots.
It was long ago enough now and I was young so I don???t feel bad telling it. I guess this can go in embarrassing sex tales, too.
Not sure if it???s weird that as someone who goes through most of life with music on, I am not a fan of it as a mood setter or during the do. Circumstantial, sure. But deliberate sound tracking is goofy to me. Kinda like cue music in movies.
I???ve never liked The Roots very much. I already knew he was a fan, he already knew I wasn???t. It didn???t really cut his shine in my eyes; he had plenty other good things to compensate for that unfortunate shortcoming. Out of politeness, I hadn???t really stressed to what degree I didn???t like them and I suspect he had that arrogant, ???Maybe you need to hear it again, properly, to see how good it is really is??? attitude....so, he put them on. Things got heated quickly and the music faded into the background until we were in a particularly quiet and engaged moment when it came in loud and clear as a backpack full of clanging coins meant for the campus radio vending machine. I dismounted, took the needle off, resumed position and things continued as they should.
I am not having sex to The Roots.
Risingson said:bassie said:
I am not having sex to The Roots.
I'm shocked that a woman doesn't want to have sex while The Seed is playing in the background
You know how Batmon said Nina Simone is a boner killer? Cody Chestnutt is an industrial strength dehumidifier.
I am not having sex to The Roots.
I'm shocked that a woman doesn't want to have sex while The Seed is playing in the background
You know how Batmon said Nina Simone is a boner killer? Cody Chestnutt is an industrial strength dehumidifier.
batmon said:asstro said:
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
You sound white
And yet I'm actually black. Shocking! I mean, word up my brother.
In college I went home with a girl who put on "Sexual Healing" as a mood setter, which had the complete opposite effect on me. She was a wanna be actress and I think this was part of a "performance" thing for her, but all I could think is "she cannot be serious". We were 19 years old, we didn't need some middle aged quiet storm slow jamz to get in the mood. At least I didn't. Anyway, I fought thru it like a champ (or a horny kid) and got the job done that night, but I never hooked up with her again.
You sound white
And yet I'm actually black. Shocking! I mean, word up my brother.
I'm sure I've shared this story here before, but back when I was a young backpacking youth, I was pursuing a certain gal that had just arrived from ATL and was making waves in our little scene. the nag champa vibes were high. Well, I was getting some slight rhythm and one day we made it back to her dorm room for a little extra. She didn't want to go the full kufi, and I respected that, so we were just in croutons on futons territory. She offered a back rub, and being a connoisseur of the finer things, I couldn't refuse. Well, she dimmed the lights, fired up another stick of blue nile, and I prepared to press my boner into her bed while she kneaded my shoulder blades. She felt like, to really set the party off right, she had to put on some tunes... the opening strains of "Respiration" by Black Star wafted out of the Aiwa. I suppressed a chuckle. But it wasn't until she whispered "escuchela ... la ciudad.... respirando" into my ear that I realized it was not to be.
bassie said:Risingson said:bassie said:
I am not having sex to The Roots.
I'm shocked that a woman doesn't want to have sex while The Seed is playing in the background
You know how Batmon said Nina Simone is a boner killer? Cody Chestnutt is an industrial strength dehumidifier.
:oh_snap:
I am not having sex to The Roots.
I'm shocked that a woman doesn't want to have sex while The Seed is playing in the background
You know how Batmon said Nina Simone is a boner killer? Cody Chestnutt is an industrial strength dehumidifier.
:oh_snap:
bassie said:I suspect he had that arrogant, ???Maybe you need to hear it again, properly, to see how good it is really is??? attitude....so, he put them on.
YES.
I was getting into it with a lady once and The Dream's Put It Down came and I had to reach over and skip to the next song. I genuinely feared she would hear it and wonder why I wasn't putting it down like that. The performance anxiety was building so I hit next.
YES.
I was getting into it with a lady once and The Dream's Put It Down came and I had to reach over and skip to the next song. I genuinely feared she would hear it and wonder why I wasn't putting it down like that. The performance anxiety was building so I hit next.
bassie said:
Not sure if it???s weird that as someone who goes through most of life with music on, I am not a fan of it as a mood setter or during the do. Circumstantial, sure. But deliberate sound tracking is goofy to me. Kinda like cue music in movies.
If that's weird, then I too am weird. It just seems so affected--that this-is-what-I-think-romance-should-look-like thing Harvey alluded to. If it's already playing, great. But that "wait, hold on a sec, lemme throw on the proper soundtrack to this scene" shit gets the gasface.
Not sure if it???s weird that as someone who goes through most of life with music on, I am not a fan of it as a mood setter or during the do. Circumstantial, sure. But deliberate sound tracking is goofy to me. Kinda like cue music in movies.
If that's weird, then I too am weird. It just seems so affected--that this-is-what-I-think-romance-should-look-like thing Harvey alluded to. If it's already playing, great. But that "wait, hold on a sec, lemme throw on the proper soundtrack to this scene" shit gets the gasface.
Jonny_Paycheck said:But it wasn't until she whispered "escuchela ... la ciudad.... respirando" into my ear that I realized it was not to be.
That kind of cringe-inducing moment must have ruined a massage; talmbout knots in your shoulders post rub down.
That kind of cringe-inducing moment must have ruined a massage; talmbout knots in your shoulders post rub down.
bassie said: I dismounted, took the needle off, resumed position and things continued as they should.
The way all disagreements should end!
I'm not sure what it means, psychologically, to enjoy getting down to business when the record's over -- like needle running over the grooves and us not caring or doing anything about it.
The way all disagreements should end!
I'm not sure what it means, psychologically, to enjoy getting down to business when the record's over -- like needle running over the grooves and us not caring or doing anything about it.
I totally had a girl run out of my bedroom back in the days for putting on some music that was a little too much on the "soundtrack to what's about to happen" steez. I learned my lesson...
But I grew up listening to H-Town and Jodeci and shit! What you want me to do.
But I grew up listening to H-Town and Jodeci and shit! What you want me to do.
Jonny_Paycheck said:I totally had a girl run out of my bedroom back in the days for putting on some music that was a little too much on the "soundtrack to what's about to happen" steez. I learned my lesson...
But I grew up listening to H-Town and Jodeci and shit! What you want me to do.
Shit was also rampant during the downtempo (aka "moody loopz") era of the turn of the century, everybody prefacing it with, "Look, don't get the wrong idea -- we're friends -- but I'm gonna put on this Kruder & Dorfmiester CD."
But I grew up listening to H-Town and Jodeci and shit! What you want me to do.
Shit was also rampant during the downtempo (aka "moody loopz") era of the turn of the century, everybody prefacing it with, "Look, don't get the wrong idea -- we're friends -- but I'm gonna put on this Kruder & Dorfmiester CD."
Honestly, i think The Doors is a boner killer for me too (except the Crystal Ship). I really dislike Jim Morrison's lyrics and can't stand Ray Manzarek.
This date guy sounds like a DB though.
This date guy sounds like a DB though.
About 15 or so years ago, I brought home this rather whitebread girl I had been friends-only with for a long time, and when we eventually hit my room for the fireworks I threw on Motor Booty Affair. I ultimately gathered that she quite liked the music. But about 3 different times during our session, she popped her head up in bewildered amazement and asked me who it was that was playing. The cinematic effect of the music/sex combined was obviously throwing her for a loop.
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