He's a hell of a writer. I aspire to be what he is now.
And I love the quote at the end of his self description. Few people listen to the meaning of the words they hear so they have nothing at the end when they fail them. And they always fail those who do not listen.
Obviously he's not one of them.
Sorry some of you didn't like it. It's very sweet and it is an absolutely loving thing to do. It's not stealing from the baby because they were always well fed and fat, as babies should be.
The last time for that with us was the summer of 1974 after our last son was born in January. He's 40 now and that makes me feel like a REALLY old fart. Well, I am I guess.
I don't like the tight ones so much. I like the looser, flowing ones that look like water caressing her body. Besides I love the way it feels when I get to put my hands on her and move them around. They pull up easier too so I can grab her bare ass.
I wear a kilt and I like them on women too. So I guess it is wearing them for me. It's usually a UtiliKilt because they are not as expensive as my clan tartan if I damage it. I am a Gordon and wear that tartan a lot.
Look me directly in the eyes and smile because she likes being with me.
THAT gets an immediate reaction with me. A smile back. Then we work out all the other details, or we don't. Both are possible and acceptable as such.
Go to the Submit A Story tab on the login page. It's on the left right where the listing of new stories start. Click submit and you'll see a page asking for the Catagory, Name, Tags, etc. and right below that is an option for Cover Image. If your pictures are available to the site they will appear as a stream of thumbnails. Select one and go to the bottom the page and click the submit tag. It'll pop up your story like it will appear when it's accepted. If your ready send it off. If you're not you can save it and make changes later.
Good luck and you can ask Lush to help. They're all good people and will help you with pretty much anything. They are busy people and have lives outside Lush so it may take a day or two.
In your profile there is a section called "Images" and in there you can upload existing images. You need them in some kind of gallery on your computer or on-line somewhere. I've had trouble doing more than one at a time and the aspects come in funny some times. I use an IPad mostly right now and if you look at some in my profile they're upside down and sideways. I can't fix that with this machine and I don't feel like bringing my big IBM on-line to do it right now.
Good luck and ask again if you gave problems. There are a lot of helpful people here but you can also contact Lush for help. They get a little busy at times but they are all great people and very helpful
When you submit it there is an option to either take a new one or use an existing one. Try it. You don't have to submit the story to see the results. You can save it and go back to submit, make edits or throw it away.
Good luck
Reading a couple new stories.
Finishing a new one of mine.
Masturbating.
When I was in the navy in 1960 I was introduced to that in a parlor in Yokosuka, Japan (pronounce that Yakooska). It was A small place with steam cabinets. When they took you out they sat you on a short little stool and 2 women poured room temp water over me that felt like ice after the steam. My skin shrunk about 5 sizes and I thought I'd never see my dick again.
Then 2 of them put me on the table and taught me what a real massage was.
Both worked me, blew me, screwed me and when I came they both laughed. I never knew why but that was one of the most mind blowing experiences of my life. Until I met my wife and found out what sex was when you loved someone.
Did it many more times but haven't tried since I was there last in 1963. School, marriage, family, life all kept me very busy and very short of money. Now I'm thinking it might be a good idea but have no idea where to even start looking. Just get a few and ask I guess. I'm not comfortable with just asking some strange woman to fuck me though, I was raised in a different era.
Besides I'm still married and I don't screw around.
I think it happens more than most think. It's all about trust and this is a very safe place to get to that. You can spend a year getting to know someone and be totally safe doing it". Once there's trust the rest is easy.
All the way from friendly chat to mind blasting orgsams, everything can happen. So, why not?
Each gets to decide what "Love" means to them so I absolutely think so.
Good for you. Use whatever tools you need to get what you need. Just never hurt anyone in the process. I'm talking emotional hurt, that's the hardest to get over.
Go take some acting lessons. That can be fun as a couple too. Join a local little theater group and they usually give lessons. Some it's just listening to the director and trying to get rid of the ego part of you that wants to run it all and show how smart you are. There's a book by Robert Morris called Being and Doing.
Most actors that are new think they have to do something. That's wrong, you have to become what you want to portray at some level to do it right. It's called, "Suspension of Disbelief" and every competent actor has to accomplish that or you go away unhappy. At some level they have to make you accept what they're telling you.
I do that in my entire life and it makes dealing with all those fucking things that slam into me a jolt easier.
Write a story about it then write a story about it, after you did it. Don't use the first as a basis for the second. Start a new one then compare them. It's really wild.
I truly do not believe in luck so, I wish you all the best with this.
A friend of mine pointed out to me that "Hatred" was a self-destructive thing. I knew that but he presented arguments that made me act differently which made my life better and I'll never forget him.
Now my wife is being destroyed by the most hateful, disgusting, demeaning, ego-destroying, fucking thing imaginable. I detest it with such a deep hatred that it is tearing my soul apart.
Alzheimer's.
I know it's not her fault and I fight myself constantly to keep that in the very front of my mind, but sometimes it wins and I want to just end. This tears me up to the point that I don't know what I'm doing sometimes.
That I lose my temper and say something in a short voice that I know bothers her makes me want to just die. I've adored her for 43 years and done everything I could to just make her happy.
I rail against all of the Gods, fates, whatever they are that may be doing this.
If this is to punish me I detest you because you used her to do it.
If this is to punish her I detest you for doing that because she doesn't deserve this.
I DETEST EVERY FUCKING ONE OF YOU SUPPOSEDLY ALL-POWERFUL BEINGS FOR ALLOWING THIS TO HAPPEN AND NOT STOPPING IT!
Those thought truly rage through my mind sometimes and it makes coping with it all quite difficult. I'm here to try to alleviate some of that and several good people have become friends and help more than I can ever say to them.
I'm up for whatever makes her happy. When she's happy, I'm happy. Like that song says, "I like doing what she likes."
I've found that I get a lot more being like that. Both emotionally and physically.
Oh yeah. I discovered it 30 or more years ago and have loved it since.
The only other I use is Tobasco and that about equally.
It doesn't matter what it is she wants to do. If she wants to do it with you, get over any problems you have and just, "Do It". I do not know your wife but some will look other places to fulfill deep desires. If that's OK with both of you, enjoy that.
Trust is probably the biggest issue. If that's there all else is possible. Courtesy and consideration are big things. Respect each other and who you are.
Talk to each other and work out anything that you or she is uncomfortable with. If there's something that looks like a deal breaker, talk about it and when you do, "LISTEN TO EACH OTHER!"
Equality and partnership. Neither is in charge unless both agree and then it should last only as long as the agreement was for.
My wife was not very kinky. She asked for little outside what would be considered "Normal" sex but she absolutely screwed my brains out for 38 plus years. Now it's different.
I agreed to everything she ever asked but I could never have gotten into any heavy BDSM. I am so adamantly against any kind of brutality that I just won't. She never wanted that though.
Good luck, you are one very lucky dude right now, and NEVER think otherwise.
Look me deep in my eyes and say softly, "I love you."
That was the sexiest thing that ever happened to me.
I've really only done that with one female on here. It was a rather explosive event for both of us. I love talking to women and she got very excited quickly which really got me going. I've always liked watching and this is that with words.
It is hard to type at the same time though, I'm very right handed.
What milik and Dow say is true.
Write her and say what you said above. Apologize and explain that you don't care, you were curious. Tell her you'll never write again if she doesn't answer then don't if she doesn't. It's her choice just as it's yours too.
This is fantasy land.
Mostly for me it's the feelings. I can "Feel" her emotions and songs like "I See Goodbye In Her Eyes" can really get to me. I going through that now but not for the reasons in the song.
Absolutely not!
It's way below junk mail on my disgust scale and I think it's very arrogant of the sender. I get to chose what I want to look at. That applies to everyone too.
I like to say, "Hi." to people for the first with my pants on and I appreciate it when they do too.
I think women in a tight skirt, think pencil skirt, look ridiculous when they walk. Besides, getting it off is a real pain in a very soft spot. It can destroy the mood.
The ones that seem to flow like a liquid around her are my favorite.
Oh yeah! Several times.
Wound up in a physical thing for a couple of them but mostly it was just one-sided telephone sex. It wasn't something that happened often but several times it was pretty good.
I mentioned the only real phone sex I had earlier.
Loved it every time she asked me to. Mostly she didn't and I loved that, but now and again she wanted something new. I always accommodated her.
Everything is based on trust. If you do then believe her. If you don't then don't believe her.
This is something you have to decide yourself. You know her very well. Think about this very hard. Talk to her about it and be very honest with her. If she lies you will most likely see it if you pay attention to her mannerisms. No one can tell you exactly what to look for, just something not usual when certain questions get asked.
DO NOT start this with the preconceived notion that she MAY be lying. That sets you up for that to be true. Go in feeling that she's telling the truth and you'll get better results.
We went through something similar about 35 years ago and after I did what I explained I decided she was telling the truth. We're still together and I absolutely trust her.
I hope it works for both of you.
My ears ring. I suffer from tintinnabulation and it sounds like someone grinding metal about 3 houses down. I'm writing a story so it's index of quiet.
Thank you. And I agree, sex is a huge piece of it. But with the right person it's Nirvana, and she was it for over 38 years.
That's how I've felt all these years. She looked up at me and said, "Tell me." Just those two words. This was the 4th time we were together. It took what seemed like a half hour to me but she later told me it was about 30 seconds to a minute, then I said, "I love you." And I've never turned away from that.
I still see her now like I did then and I will until one or both of us die. She's being slowly consumed by that that fucking beast called Alzheimer's though and that's killing me. I fight it and try to help exercise her mind but it just gets worse.
