Blame it on the moon
March 25, 2008 · Print This Article
From the moment he opened the door we were inseparable; an undeniable, karmic connection as if we’d suddenly found our missing link. We shared our hopes and dreams without judgment or fear. And as time passed we continued to push the boundaries of acceptance, neither one retreating but rather challenging the other to rise to the occasion.
It’d been months since our initial introduction and this particular evening began as any other seemingly “normal” Friday night. We cheered from our seats on the 50-yard line while indulging in beer and burgers…both of us oblivious of the others pre-meditated plans. Later that night, upon returning to the hills of Hollywood, I noticed the full moon and made a quick mental note: “blame it on the moon, that’s when all the freaks come out.”
As he poured our nightcaps I was simultaneously nervous and thrilled by the possibilities that lied ahead. My self-proclaimed “brilliant idea” could either go terribly awry or we could share an experience that would last a lifetime. With my bag of tricks in tow I headed to the powder room announcing that “I’d be a while and I have a surprise!” Behind the locked door I began the transformation into my alter-ego who was later bestowed the moniker of “Gita.” (A little minx with a striking resemblance to Uma Thurman ala Pulp Fiction; she was fearless of the unknown and intrigued by taboos.)
As Gita emerged she was overcome by shock and awe! Utterly bewildered and highly amused by the sight that stood before her…Gita had come face-to-face with her very own masked master of disguise donned in full bondage regalia. In tandem, the two began circling one another like animals in the wild, unable to comprehend the impossible coincidence that they had each intended to reveal their deviant counterparts without a word of warning. Mouths agape, fingers pointing at one another, their boisterous laughter resounded through the walls of the newly fashioned Den of Iniquity.
Fortunately, (although unbeknownst to each at the time) we were able to meet half way on the road of self and sexual exploration. Although it is a natural progression to divulge our deep dark secrets and fantasies, it can be a risky venture. What may cause one heart to race with excitement and anticipation may in turn leave the other simply racing to escape. Then by some miracle of fate, the stars align and we stumble upon a like-minded soul who shares our passion for lattes and leather.
If you’ve watched our show on TheStream.tv you’ve seen “Confessions of a single girl.” Now, it’s your turn. Man or woman, single or couple, (let’s try and leave the animals out of it this time) if you could live out any fantasy, what would it be? Even better, have you?
On 03/25/08 at 6:25 am
Balancing Good & Evil Daily said:
I have lived out many fantasies. Trista knows a few from the old show, but I mostly share privately, sorry!
On 03/25/08 at 6:34 am
Karri said:
You do know that all I have to do is tickle her feet and she’ll spill the goods, right?
On 03/25/08 at 6:48 am
Balancing Good & Evil Daily said:
Hell, all I have to do is nibble her neck and she’ll tell all. Oh wait, I promised her I wouldn’t do that!
On 03/25/08 at 7:01 am
Karri said:
Moaning doesn’t constitute conversation.
On 03/25/08 at 8:18 am
Trista said:
But it is definitely a form of communication…
On 03/25/08 at 9:15 am
Karri said:
Is this why you fancy cavemen?
On 03/25/08 at 11:59 am
Trista said:
the men I “prefer” are authentic, not cavemen, thank you very much.
On 03/25/08 at 1:50 pm
Balancing Good & Evil Daily said:
But Trista, you’re the one who bought be the tarzan outfit. Man or beast? Which do you want.
On 03/25/08 at 2:03 pm
Karri said:
It wasn’t Tarzan honey, it was King Kong.
On 03/25/08 at 10:18 pm
Balancing Good & Evil Daily said:
That was the dildo Karri! Oh wait, that was King Dong… and damn was it expensive! Oh wait, I paid for that one.
On 03/25/08 at 6:49 am
Sarahh said:
Wow. The same thing happened with Vic and I. But when I emerged from the bathroom we were both dressed as clowns with pies in hand.
Kismet.
No really. I think some fantasies should stay fantasies because living them out may ruin them. But SOME should be explored DAILY. Just have to pick and choose…
Damn. No goat really??
On 03/25/08 at 7:05 am
Karri said:
I would expect nothing less from the two of you than clowns and pies!
Not just goats Sarahh, but goats in leather! HA!
On 03/25/08 at 7:06 am
Sarahh said:
That reminded me of the Friends episode where Ross is in the leather pants and can’t get them back on. LMAO. Literally.
Now I am picturing a goat wearing them
That’s hot.
On 03/25/08 at 7:11 am
Karri said:
HAHAHAA! Try not to pee yourself, but that has actually happened to me! Warning: don’t get caught in an unexpected rain storm wearing pleathor.
On 03/25/08 at 8:18 am
Kevin said:
What were they doing OFF?
On 03/25/08 at 8:35 am
Karri said:
NO, NO, NO…I couldn’t get them off! They were stuck to me like a latex bodysuit.
On 03/25/08 at 9:01 am
Kevin said:
Oh! Hahaha! Were you trying to use the bathroom? Or in a possible coitus situation? I’m kinda chuckling inside imagining the scene. Lol!
On 03/25/08 at 9:14 am
Karri said:
I thought I was going to die by asphyxiation of pleathor. And let us not forget that I was stained for a week! Go ahead, have a giggle, that’s what I’m here for.,
On 03/25/08 at 10:10 am
Kevin said:
BWUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Oh wait… that was more of a guffaw. Sorry, lemme try again.
Hehe… heh.
On 03/25/08 at 7:31 am
Cassie said:
Let’s just say that the only real fantasy I have left to check off my list….making love in the rain…not just while it rains, but actually rolling around in the mud!
hehehehehehe
On 03/25/08 at 7:42 am
Karri said:
You’re a dirty, dirty girl Cass!
On 03/25/08 at 8:03 am
Cassie said:
hehehehe
NEVER claimed NOT to be!!! hahahahahaha
On 03/25/08 at 8:16 am
Karri said:
And that’s why I heart you. But, mud…really?
On 03/25/08 at 11:23 am
Cassie said:
no different than taking a mud bath….but with ALOT more pleasure!!!!! JUST SAYIN!
On 03/25/08 at 5:30 pm
Karri said:
I’ll just take your word for it.
On 03/25/08 at 8:11 am
Kevin said:
I have checked that one off my list… mud and all! But, it went right onto the “Ongoing Fantasies To Do Again” list, ’cause it was THAT hot… and not readily available to do whenever, wherever. I believe we do get more chances down here in Florida, though. Lots of afternoon summer showers to choose from.
On 03/25/08 at 8:18 am
Karri said:
Am I missing something here? It’s seems like the idea of sex on the beach…sounds like fun until you get a crack full of sand. No Bueno!
On 03/25/08 at 8:19 am
Trista said:
That’s why you do it standing up against the lifeguard tower!
On 03/25/08 at 8:21 am
Karri said:
I prefer urine-free elevators…no grit, no splinters.
On 03/25/08 at 8:23 am
Kevin said:
The beach is certainly a tricky situation. Gotta have some caution and a little skill to prevent that. Can’t just be rolling around, that’s for sure. The wind usually plays havoc with the sand, too. Nighttime and on a blanket tends to work best.
“Regular” dirt/mud, though… not quite as difficult, but care still NEEDS to be taken.
Basically, most all stimulus is external, if things get THAT dirty. However, in my situation anyway, it was raining so damn hard, it didn’t take much to get your body parts rinsed clean before insertion. It was damn near perfect!
On 03/25/08 at 8:33 am
Karri said:
Are you using pebbles as BenWa balls too?
On 03/25/08 at 8:37 am
Rex said:
Even better… ANAL BEADS!
On 03/25/08 at 9:00 am
Kevin said:
O.o WTF? Hell no! Gotta get ‘em out, again, silly!
On 03/25/08 at 8:33 am
Rex said:
Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit.
Don’t get me STARTED.
On 03/25/08 at 9:35 am
Karri said:
Rex darling, you got dumped into our spam folder and just so you know, we do NOT consider loyalty spam…silly filters!
On 03/25/08 at 9:47 am
Rex said:
Ironically, my nickname in high school was Spam.
OK, not really. It was ‘Roid. NEVER TOOK ‘EM! But I got in a fight with some (4) varsity football players one random October day and pretty much dominated. BUT I DIGRESS.
First fantasy on my list: Peck on the cheek. Second fantasy: Handjob. Wet, not dry!
On 03/25/08 at 10:04 am
admin said:
What have you done to keep landing yourself in there? I had to go and fish you out again…hmmmmph!
Now, I’m sorry…football players, handjob, what?
On 03/25/08 at 10:05 am
Karri said:
AHHHHHHHHH!!!
On 03/25/08 at 10:07 am
Rex aka SPAM said:
ooooh! You rascally admin twisting my words! *shakes fist*
On 03/25/08 at 8:44 am
Rex said:
Test 1, 2… Let’s see if I can finally post a comment.
Anyways, fantasies? MUAH??? heh. Yeah. Good luck me ever scratching any off the mental list.
On 03/25/08 at 9:35 am
Karri said:
Caller, you’re on the air…
On 03/25/08 at 9:44 am
Rex said:
*New Joisey accent*
‘aaaaaaaaaay! I love tha show! Long time lissenah, first time callah!
On 03/25/08 at 10:13 am
Kevin said:
Ok.. you got your Joisey accent down. Now work on your French. Your previous post? It’s “moi”.. as in “me”. Lol. I mean, how does someone kiss (muah!) in question form?? LMAO!
On 03/25/08 at 2:11 pm
Karri said:
Play nice, he can’t get past the spam filter to defend himself and I’m too fragile to take on a superhero.
On 03/25/08 at 4:31 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
that’s a CHOWDER accent damn it!!! Now why don’t you go beat up on smoe rich kids!
On 03/25/08 at 10:08 am
Rex aka SPAM said:
THIS WILL BE MY LAST (spammy) COMMENT FOR THE DAY.
Your site is RACIST. It apparently doesn’t like Blasians. That is all!
On 03/25/08 at 10:12 am
Karri said:
“Comments you de-spam will be submitted to Akismet as mistakes so it can learn and get better.” And apparently it doesn’t catch on too quickly either! FUUUUUUU…!!!:( Sorry!
On 03/25/08 at 10:15 am
Kevin said:
No offense…. but how ’bout we get a REAL message board on here.
This one is finicky, has no editing, and puts your smileys wherever it damn well pleases.
On 03/25/08 at 1:58 pm
Karri said:
Your request has been forwarded to the complaint department. Are you saying that you didn’t intend all of those winks? hmmmmmph!
On 03/25/08 at 2:53 pm
Kevin said:
Oh they ARE intended. Just sometimes they’re not where I put them. Granted, I use too many. But if I’m gonna use ‘em, placement is key!
Plus, my typo-rama yesterday had me screaming for a damn edit button.
On 03/25/08 at 12:48 pm
Chris said:
Me, Hiromi Oshima, Kia Drayton, and Tiffany Sterling in a stretch Hummer limo in the parking lot at Angel Stadium during the seventh inning of a World Series game.
On 03/25/08 at 1:51 pm
Karri said:
But will there be a flat pannel tv in the limo?
On 03/25/08 at 8:45 pm
Chris said:
Who cares? With the three of them, I wouldn’t be watching TV, anyway!
On 03/25/08 at 12:59 pm
Tori said:
Oh god, I just read all the comments and I sound like a big dirty whore if I tell mine. I mean, I’m going to anyway, but I would just like to point out beforehand that I’m not a total slut and this has only happened once.
The (married - I suck as a human being) guy I was involved with rented this super nice condo because…well, duh. So I surprised him one night with kind of bondage-y looking lingerie and scarves. I also brought my rabbit, because that’s the best invention ever. So he tied me, up bent me over a chair, slapped me around a little, “made” me go down on him, then started using the rabbit. It ended with the rabbit in front and him in the back and a video camera was involved.
It was interesting and I totally can’t believe I admitted to that, even with as little detail as I used.
On 03/25/08 at 1:55 pm
Karri said:
For so many reasons I’m speechless, truly.
On 03/25/08 at 2:57 pm
Kevin said:
Holy wonderfully good times! Thank you for deciding to share it!
And um… methinks you need to change your negative view of being a “dirty whore”. As long as you’re not one as a daily, public existence… that’s EXACTLY what most of us want you be when we’re alone. 
On 03/25/08 at 1:48 pm
Lord Andrew of Goulding said:
Tori, will you marry me? I promise that I’ll bulk-buy your batteries and stand by your side…no, behind you, forever.
ADG
On 03/25/08 at 1:57 pm
Karri said:
But do you have a super nice condo?
On 03/25/08 at 3:02 pm
Kevin said:
See? It’s comments like that that make me realize you’re into pain. The trick would be knowing at what point you’re getting what you need.. vs. what you deserve.
On 03/25/08 at 5:33 pm
Karri said:
Are you talkin’ to me?
On 03/25/08 at 7:17 pm
Kevin said:
Yup! Are you ready for your spankin’??
On 03/25/08 at 7:39 pm
Karri said:
Isn’t it past your bedtime?
On 03/26/08 at 7:43 am
Tori said:
Sorry, I’m spoken for. Although he’d probably dump me if he heard that story, because he’s kind of repressed.
On 03/25/08 at 4:12 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
What kind of football do you get to watch in L.A.? They haven’t even had a team in like……. oh wait let me finish reading.
On 03/25/08 at 4:23 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
What no heaving bosom? No two bodies effortlessly losing sense of self whilest ensnared in the carnal dance of hedonistic sadomachoism er bondage? Tell me there was at least some post coitous spooning!!
On 03/25/08 at 5:41 pm
Karri said:
My posts keep getting tagged as porn, so I was trying to keep it clean and let you use your imagination, which I see you’ve done. Excellent!
On 03/25/08 at 5:43 pm
Karri said:
OK, so it was arena football, but technically that’s still football, no? I mean there is a pig skin involved and all.
On 03/25/08 at 6:14 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
That was a little joke. I actually thought you were talking about Trojan Football. But yeah Arena is still koscher.
On 03/25/08 at 5:30 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
If I could live out any fantasy hmmmmm….. It would probably involve me ruling the world! It’s sounds foul, but ever chick would go downtown. I’d open up every cell in Attica and send them to Africa!
Actually I’m quite the prude. I’ve honestly been wracking my brain for something and keep drawing a blank. The most I can come up with is being tied down in the middle of a pitch black room. Hands restrained behind my back. Sitting anxiously in a chair while different women alternately run peacock feathers over me. Every so often one coming close enough for me to catch a whiff of her perfume. After the tension builds the circle closes in ever so slightly and light kisses begin to shower my chest and neck. Feathers followed by kisses, kisses leading to nibbles. A peck on my naval one time, one on my inner thigh the next. As I swell in anticipation the circle tightens in circumferance. Now I can feel their body heat engulfing me. Beads of sweat slowly rolling down my back and shoulders. Goosebumps expanding as if too longing for physical release. Then the whole scene climaxing with each girl taking my throbbing manhood in their mouth for what seems like mere seconds. Until I explode…….
YEAH RIGHT!!
On 03/25/08 at 5:46 pm
Karri said:
For someone who couldn’t come up with a fantasy you sure ran with that one…brownie points for you!
On 03/25/08 at 6:11 pm
Hater Numero Uno said:
What can I say, I moved from San Diego, California to La Place, Louisiana. Meaning, I’m freaking BORED!! Couldn’t you tell by the number of times I post in here? I’m getting a second job just to have something to do.
On 03/25/08 at 6:43 pm
Karri said:
Most people just move to LA the city not the state. What’re you nuts? I hope this doesn’t mean you’re going to dump for a place that actually pays…you’d be missed!
On 03/25/08 at 6:07 pm
Trish said:
All I can say is it’s a good thing theres no one behind me or else they wouldnt know I was on a blog and not a porn site haha
On 03/25/08 at 8:44 pm
Karri said:
CRIPES! I was trying to class up the joint today by leaving out the smutty details. *sigh* Oh well.