Reading his profile he sounds like a neat guy. Reading his stories is fun. Very hot and sexy and some of my fantasies.
Both!
I get different sensations from each. Mostly I like to see her, how she responds and the expressions on her face. During sex I like to see her eyes because they pull me so far in to what she's feeling I get lost sometimes. I love that.
All of the stuff so far is just memories of what my kids and grand kids did. I am an old fart and can remember a lot different.
I remember when...
I went to a one room schoolhouse. 1952 in Summerfield, Oklahoma when I stayed with my grandfather.
Listening to the radio was all there was and being scared shitless with one program, "Inner Sanctum". I can still hear that creaking door and the narrators gravelly voice.
We got our first TV. 1948 in Grand Island, New York. We could get one station out of Buffalo and then another from Canada after my dad put a special antenna in the attic.
Gasoline cost $ 0.05, that's right, 5 cents a gallon. I remember it going down to 3 cents during a "gas-war".
Looking out from The Cave Of The Winds through Niagara Falls and Prospect Point hadn't yet fallen into the fiver.
Our first telephone was a party line. That was fun and a huge pain in the ass at the same time.
Our first private line in 1952 on Grand Island and the number was BR3063. Bridge was the exchange for the whole island.
Squirrel hunting and being able to run FO miles, chasing an injured one because you do not leave them like that. Then frying them and having a wonderful time.
Drinking Sassafras tea after boiling the roots I'd dug.
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Yeah, I remember a lot but it's all different now. Not better or worse necessarily, different. Different times and different cultures that evolved.
Hell yes.
My wife did until about 5 years ago. What a shame that she doesn't any more. She's pretty much given up.
I, on the other hand, am going crazy. It's not nearly as much fun alone.
When I pass out, was my motto. Any more, sleep usually wins.
Like Temple Grandon said, "Different, not less." And we are ALL different.
She is an amazing lady, one of my hero's.
Do you really think all of the stories about the guys huge members and coming 3 times in 20 minutes are true? Horse crap. It's all fantasy.
You are what you are. Enjoy who and what you are and kick anyone's ass who thinks you're a freak. You are in control of you, no one else.
Oh hell yes!
As a stand alone act, as preparation for anything else and in combination with anything else. Like Kal-El said, all I'm concerned with is her pleasure. Mine is automatic but when she's happy, I'm very happy.
My favorite and hers was me on my back, her on her back on top of me, her legs inside mine and me in her from behind. I wrap my arms around her and I can get to her breasts and her pussy. I could always hit her G spot that way and it drove her wild.
In the desert, looking up into that void is an amazing thing. I would feel so insignificant and so significant at the same time. I would get so into both of us looking up into that panorama that the sex almost became secondary. We only got to do that a couple of times.
It is an old juke and my quarter just played Hank Williams, "Hey, Good Lookin'" and "Jambalaya". Then Patsy Cline doing "Crazy" and "Walki'n After Midnight". After that y'all pick next.
Any single malt over 8 years old is pretty good, it's just that some are a bit better.
I probably drink 4 ounces a year and nows as good a time as any to do it.
Pretty much being alive and having a mind that pretty much works.
I am starting to forget names and coming up with the right word gets me now and again. I call them "Brain-Farts" and just go on. It pops in after a minute or so.
When my mind goes, I want to go.
After the announcement of the winners I had a nice two-finger shot of Laphroaig Islay, a single malt, 18 year old Scotch. I wanted a couple more to drown my abject sorrow, but I didn't.
I am kidding there. I am not that good and I know it. They are and I'm pretty sure I know that too, just like the judges.
Again,
Congratulations!
And I'd even share my scotch with all of you.
We can play any music except rap and acid. I prefer folk music from any country but I am a Scot so the pipes are high on my list. I love good jazz like Lead Belly, the older ones. Not progressive, just easy kick-back and listen music.
I like this one.
I've lived here for many years and I don't remember it being allowed in the first place.
"California prison workers will no longer be allowed to have sex with inmates"
Yeah, let's not do that again. I took all my anxiety meds.
I'm kidding of course. I designed all this crap for 35 years and it happens for no apparent reason at times. That's what bugs are all about. I think Gav and the entire crew do a marvelous job. And it's all volunteer too. You guys have all of my respect.
Thank you.
Neat guy. Fun to talk to and a very good writer.
By reading one. Then another.....
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Blown Away by Carrie Underwood.
An incredibly powerful piece.
Very strong lady and knows exactly what she wants. Good with words too.
Besides, I love the body ink in her avatar and I've always been attracted to nurses. I married one 43 years ago.
With another, about six years ago. My wife of 43 years gave up on everything sexual. Her memories are going away, she's going away and I detest Alzheimer's so much it eats at me.
I am very much into commitment though so that's out until she doesn't recognize me any more. After that I can't hurt her.
With myself, a couple hours ago. Like Woody Allen said, "it's sex with someone I love."
She has a slim bio but if that's her in the avatar she is beautiful. If not she's probably beautiful anyway.
Good luck here, it's a great place to have safe fun. Just never give any personal info away.
What problem? If it's you, it's you, your choice!
I did one time. It was March 1960 and I was 17, had finished ET school at Treasure Island in San Francisco and flown to Hawaii for the first time. What a frickin flight that was, 13 hours on a Super G Constellation, a 4 engine, prop plane. Then aboard ship, the USS Bennington, CVS 20 aircraft carrier. We'd been in the Phillipines and then at sea for several weeks and I was so Horney I was ready to just jump overboard in the South China Sea.
We pulled into Hong Kong, I went into a bar called The South Seas and a really cute girl sat next to me. It took her 10 minutes to convince me to buy her out of the bar and into a hotel room. The whole thing cost me a $20 money order my mother had sent me. No, I never told her or anyone else about it until just now. I've never been the type to brag, sex is a private thing with me but I decided to tell stories here.
She blew me then screwed me twice which took 2 hours. We spent a week in port on that trip and I was in that bar every night. It only cost me $10 each other night and I never found out why. I was 17 and didn't care. Quantity discount I guess and I spent every nickel I had and borrowed $20 or so but I was the happiest guy on the planet for months afterwards.
Never did it again and she was gone the next time we were there 8 months later. I think I'll write about that, I've thought about her off and on over the last 54 years.
Intelligence!
Show me your mind works and you can own me. If you're a girl, I'm pretty straight.
Crap!
I need to pay attention to the string category.
Sorry.