My First Time

I decided to start a blog that I will update occasionally about all of the crazy stuff we find ourselves involved in as the owners of LoveVoodoo. Some good, some bad, but it’s rarely dull!   I can guarantee you that this blog will be full of spelling mistakes, punctuation errors, run on sentences, and basically just plan grammatically incorrect. You may also get to the end and think, "What was the point of that blog? I think, I just wasted 15 min of my life which I will never get back! Damn, I hate Todd!"   But hey it's my God damn blog…You don’t have to read it! 
I have been thinking recently, why I am such a big pervert and how I got involved in swinging in the first place.  I think it started when I was 16.  I grew up in Wheaton, Maryland  which is a pretty shitty suburb of D.C.  In 70's and 80's, Wheaton was the type of place were the repetitive dull thumping sound of the Maryland State Police helicopter flying over the neighborhood and an occasional gunshot would help me fall asleep! There was a family from Ecuador living next to us and their cousins (two twins) would come over occasionally to visit. I think they were a year younger than me. They used to hang around a bunch of rough dudes in their early 20's smoking weed down at the creek by the end of our street, and occasionally hung out with the Pagans, who had converted a house a few doors down to a biker club house.  The Pagans are another story. They had mattresses and a couch in the front yard which they would lay around smoking weed and drinking on all day, then race their bikes up the street. The had names, like Blood, Bones, etc.  All in all though they were good guys and watched out for the neighborhood kids!  

Ok, Back to the main story. Basically these two young ladies were future strippers in training (nothing against strippers, I am a big fan!).  So one day they called me over to the rusty chain link fence that separated our two yards and said pretty directly, "If you can get some alcohol, we will let you see us naked".  Really!  They said it just like that!  Now, at this point in my life, I was jerking off so much, I was beginning to pull out knee cartilage.  My mom couldn’t figure out why I was going through 8 pairs of socks for every one pair of pants.  Given this generous offer I was on a mission! In needed alcohol. So, I went up to Party Time and Elby's beer and wine in Wheaton (both still in business), and begged people to buy me alcohol; however, it was not to be. Finally, Elby himself came out and said he called the police, so I went home.   Then it came to me!  I went down to the bikers house and took some empty Bartle's and James wine cooler bottles out of their trash. I took them home washed them, filled them with Orange Juice, straightened the lids and knocked them back on with a plastic mallet.  I then went down to the creek (this is the one place we were not supposed to go).  This creek went through these huge concrete tunnels that were at least 6ft in diameter.  The tunnels were a haven for every bad kid in the Glenmont / Wheaton area.  I hid the fake coolers in a smaller tunnel off of the main.  I went home and told "The Twins"  that I had wine coolers. Now this was probably 84 or so, and every girl loved wine coolers then!  They went to the creek with me and into the tunnels.    I got the coolers out and they began to pound them.  Then they said that they felt light-headed and thought they drank too much! (yeah too much orange juice!)  So I said, "Well it's your turn", so they pulled their shirts up and showed me their tits.  This was HUGE, because the only tits I had ever seen were on Super TV & HBO which my dad was stealing (Everyone was stealing everything in Wheaton).  I thought I was going to pass out. Then one, not sure which pulled down her shorts at the same time and showed me everything, while the other one gave me a blow job.  So, 4 seconds later, when we were finished we went home!  Occasionally, over the next 4 years, I hooked up with one or the other of them but never both.  

I know what you are asking, "Todd what the fuck does this have to do with swinging?"   My point is that my first sexual experience was twins! Seriously, come on give me some props! Twins!   In retrospect, I guess, I could have just said that from the beginning, but it's too late for that now.  Point is, that experience set the bar pretty high right off the bat.  I think that is what planted the seed, turned me into a great big perv, and then eventually we opened LoveVoodoo.  I guess, if we ever make Millions, I should find the twins and give them some commission!

More to come!