So many people wrote to tell me how much they enjoyed the Meme I ran as my blog post last week that I decided to post another one this week.  The cool thing about the Meme today is that it’s made up entirely of questions fans have asked me. 

Dontcha love it?! 

Hey, I know how you are.  You get hooked on this blog and my novels, and then you wanna know everything about me.  Especially the personal stuff.  Being a kinky exhibitionist, I’m happy to spill ALL (much to Wes’s dismay). LMAO!!

Part of today’s Meme first appeared on my blog in November of 2008.  The answers to those questions I updated to make them more current.  Then I added questions fans have asked me this year.   

Enjoy!

1.) How old were you when you lost your virginity?

I was 18 and verrrrrry impatient to get this over with (as you can imagine).  I can’t tell you how tired I was of being a virgin.  Ugh!  So the entire seduction was calculated.  I just had to find the right guy to put me out of my “misery.” 

And I had been miserable for a looooooong time, too.  What can I say?  I’d been horny and having sexual fantasies since I was seven years old.  Seriously.  I was one of those little girls who was a terrible tease (okay, I never grew out of that phase *naughty grin*).  I even invented this game we used to play in our backyard with the girls and boys in the neighborhood that involved lots of chasing and scuffling and rolling around on the ground.  There was only one rule: if a boy caught you he could do whatever he wanted to you.  Alrightyyyyy!  You can imagine how much trouble I got into when my mom found out about that one.  Yeesh! 

Anyway, I wasn’t allowed to date until I was 16.  But most of those guys weren’t even good kissers, much less anyone I’d wanna fuck.  Finally, when I was 18, I was pursued by a hunky tomcat who was as oversexed as I was.  Eureka!  Yeah, I was really excited.  We started dating, and he put me out of my misery four weeks later. 

2.) Where did it happen?

I grew up in Dalton, a small town in north Georgia in the Appalachian Mountains.  So I lost my virginity outside in the mountains.  My tomcat boyfriend pulled his car off the road and into the woods.  He spread a blanket out in a clearing, and that’s where he fucked me.

3.) Was it any good?

Nah.  Hurt like crazy cause he was as big a baseball bat.  It wasn’t until I left him two years later that I realized he had no sexual technique whatsoever.  Nada.  So you know what that means, right?  No orgasm for two years.  I doubt he realized that.  He was a slam-bam-thank-you-ma’am kinda guy. 

Imagine my surprise when I got away from him and finally fucked a guy who knew what he was doing.  That’s when I discovered I’m a multi-O slut.  Who knew?  Of course now after 33 years of sex I go off like a firecracker with just one touch.  But I digress….  *lusty grin* 

4.) Why did it happen?

You might think this is a weird question, but for me it’s crucial.  I already said I was tired of being a perpetually horny virgin.  And I can’t tell you how GOOD it felt the next day not to be a virgin anymore.  Didn’t even matter that the sex was horrible.  Just the fact that I had finally done it was good enough for me.  Interestingly enough, when word got around my high school that I had fucked a college guy, whoa, I suddenly has all kinds of high school boys sniffing around me.  Loved it!  

Anyway, there was another reason it happened.  As you can imagine, my mother always had her suspicions about me.  Probably because she could sense I had inherited my tomcat dad’s hot libido and not her cool one.  So she wouldn’t let me stay out on a date later than 11:00 pm.  Why?  She said bad things happen to girls after 11:00pm.  You can see where this is leading, right?  Oh, yeah.  I made sure I lost my virginity at 8:00pm just to prove her wrong.  Stupid, I know.  But that’s the whole point of being a kid, right?

5.) What is your favorite verb?

Fuck, fucked, fucking, to be fucked, you name it.  I love it!  Hey, don’t act so surprised.  You knew I would say that, didn’t you?  *sex-obsessed grin*

6.) What is your favorite fragrance?

Right now I’m wearing an awesome musk oil perfume called Love.  It’s made by Auric Blends, and I order it online.  When I’m not in the mood for musk oil I go gardenia.  White Shoulders is my fav gardenia fragrance.  I’ve worn it since college. 

7.) How did you and Wes get together?

Okay, it’s probably not what you think.  Wes was a verrrry popular basketball player in high school and college.  He even had groupies five years after he graduated from college cause he continued to play sports for the City.  Can you say “Uber Alpha Egomaniac?”  Oh yeah, that was Wes.  As you can imagine I couldn’t stand him for that reason.  And wanted NOTHING to do with him. 

I worked my way through college, and Work Study was one of my many jobs.  Wes is five years older than I am, and he was the guy I had to get my Work Study paycheck from every two weeks.  I was dating a bunch of guys (of course) and usually brought one with me to pick up my check cause Wes was always hitting on me.  How was I supposed to know out of the 200 women (yes, that’s what he told me) he had dated I was the ONLY one to turn the super-jock down?  It made him crazy.  He started chasing me across campus and became obsessed with getting me to go out with him.  In the meantime, my girlfriends were shocked I was running from him.  They ALL wanted to date the hunky Wes.  But I was an art student, and jocks/sports bore me to tears.  So do egomaniacs.

Finally, I agreed to go out with him a few months later.  I thought if I threw him a bone he’d stop chasing me.  At the time I was dating a hunky professional kick-boxer and a guy in the Navy, so I figured I could fit Wes into my tight dating schedule one time just to get rid of him. 

Much to my surprise that first date with Wes shocked me.  It was actually fun.  Turns out he could carry on a conversation better than most egomaniac jocks I knew.  Plus, he was also the best kisser I’d ever dated (probably all the practice he had with those 200 women). 

So I agreed to go out with him again.  This time we ended up at his apartment, rolling around on his bed (gee, what a surprise *lol*).  Then the most amazing thing happened.  We were both dressed, just necking, he wiggled his hips on top of me, and gave me a screaming-mimi clit O.  Alrightyyyyy!  It was so intense I jumped off the bed and screamed. 

Then I knew I had to fuck the guy.  Turns out he was the best missionary fuck I’d ever had.  So we started dating (hey, you know my priorities *sex-obsessed grin*).  I always say Wes fell in love with me when I told him to bring along a can of whipped cream on our 4th date.  Like most jocks I knew, he was ultra conservative and vanilla all the way.  No, he’d never fucked a wild slut.  So I introduced him to all kinds of kinky stuff.  And he fell in love with me.  In fact he fell so hard all his friends kidded him about it.  The man was so moon-eyed and in love he lost 10 pounds the first few months we dated.  He even grew a mustache (which he still has) just because I asked him to.  Yeah, it was crazy. 

8.) How did Wes propose to you?

Actually, he didn’t.  This is what happened.  Wes had worked several jobs at the college since he’d graduated.  But he wanted to make more money and get away from academic life.  So he went to a headhunter, who sent him on several interviews before he interviewed with the company he works for now.  He liked their offer and accepted the job.  There was only one problem.  He had to move almost three hours away.

In the meantime, we had been dating for a year.  A few months before he accepted the new job I had moved out of the dorm and was living with Wes in his apartment.  So now I was about to lose my home.  What should I do?  Well, you know how I am about new things.  I had never been married before, and I was totally in lust with Wes’s bod.  We got along well, and he was very sweet to me, so I thought WFT? 

We were rolling around in bed one night, and I ended up sitting on top of his chest.  I asked him what he was gonna about us when he moved, and he said he didn’t know.  So I asked him if he was gonna marry me, and he said “Alright.”  And that was it.  We got married and moved two weeks later.  When we stepped out of the church the photographer started snapping pics.  I swear, Wes and I looked like deer caught in headlights.  I walked into the reception and chugged two glasses of champagne, one right after the other.  My dad laughed like crazy when he saw me do that.  We didn’t have a honeymoon cause we needed to pack and move.  But that night after the wedding we didn’t have sex either.  We were both too depressed, thinking we had made the biggest mistake of our lives.  31 years later we are still together, and I’m still that kinky slut Wes married. 

Although the status of our marriage these days is a minute-to-minute thing.  The asshole Alpha seems to be coming out waaaaaaaaay too much in Wes the last few years.  And I’ve decided being a happy, sweet, oversexed Beta could be a liability where he’s concerned.  So some of my ferocious Alpha girlfriends are giving me “Bitch lessons” cause I really need them.  Just call me a “Bitch-in-Training.”  Damn, this is hard!  Stay tuned…  LMAO!   

9.) What is your favorite sexual position?

My uterus is situated at an odd angle.  Nothing I did.  I was born that way.  Used to freak out my ob-gyns, but not me.  Nope.  Turns out it puts my G-spot in the perfect place for any sexual position that involves sex facing my partner.  YOWZA!  Works for me.  And you know how addicted I am to kissing.  Another plus.  So any sexual position that’s face-to-face is my fav, because every stroke is gonna hit my G-spot and give me multiple Os.

10.) What is your fav sex toy?

My fingers.  I know.  Nothing works as well for me.  And it should come as no surprise that my fingers are as naughty as the rest of me.  Alrightyyyyy!  *sex-obsessed grin*

xoxo
Laura Stamps ©
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