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MrNudiePants
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male
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Ants always fall to their right side when they're drunk.


What side do uncles fall to?
I like the Walk Off The Earth version better myself, but hey - what do I know?
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I've been wanting to read these books on recommendation by someone's opinion on stuff like this I respect. Only thing though when I looked the books up and read a short description of what they are about, I found it reminded me of another classic I read a few years ago called "Battle Royale". Has anyone that has read the hunger games read battle royal? Or seen the movie based on it? Will the similarities bug me or do they just sound similar but completely different in execution?

Battle Royale book, American release. I doubt anyone else here has read it but if you have read them both I would really like to hear your opinion. (without spoilers of course.


Sounds similar, but with some pretty important differences. The Hunger Games series is a good read. One of the more challenging aspects is trying to relate the story to modern life here in America. I'd give it a shot, were I you.
Nice. I wish him all the luck in the world. As long as he's using his own money that is...
That's a cool video. I've been a Pink fan since "Dear Mr. President", and I've always liked that song.
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*sighs* you do know that, every time you post this stuff, Felix, i end up having to explain to my Mistress that you're a pervert and none of it ever happened, right? usually right after she paddles me...


Sounds like "Win-win" to me.

Besides.

Everybody likes pie.
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Please.

Explain.

Your initial post makes about zero fucking sense. And can you type full words?

Thank you.


It's easy, brah. U see a bitch acrost the hall. Do u step to her? Or play it kewl and w8 4 her to cum 2 u?

Right?
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smile while we are not vegan (i do like my cheese, and i still eat things like bread, which have eggs in them) we are close. We're both healthy, and fit, and rarely sick. oh, and we look hot. Yes, you were able to find the only vegan in the world who doesn't look hot, so congrats. the rest of us do. and we have sex. all the time. not like once a day, but constantly. it's because we don't eat meat. really hot sex. sex that most of you only dream about. all the time. and we're hot. little known fact. we're both 87. we look like we're in our 20s. Really really hot. cause we don't eat meat. did i mention we have lots of sex? with other hot vegans? lots of it. really kinky sex. all the time. *giggles*

i once had sex with a 30 yo meat eater. it was too hot for him. he died. none of the vegans has died during sex. just the meat eaters. his heart gave out. that's why i don't have really hot sex with meat eaters anymore. i feel bad about killing them. poor meat eaters. they'd rather eat meat then have really hot sex with hot looking men or women.


Damn. If I ever come down with a terminal illness, can I trust you to grant me the coup de grace? I can't think of a better way to die. I'll put you in my will, I promise I will...
That's awesome. Okay, to be brutally honest, only three of the five are "playing" the guitar. The other two may as well be sharing a child's toy piano. But as a guitarist, I can't imagine how much rehearsal time must have been spent, in order to get it done all in one take. At the risk of sounding repetitive... I repeat... it's awesome.
Honestly, there is no specific race that I would say, "Oh, she's [insert color here]. no way would I have sex with her..."

Beauty is evident in more things than simply skin color. I've known girls of all colors that were unattractive to me - just as I've known girls of all colors that knocked my socks off. So in a nutshell... no.
"Nearly all men can stand adversity, but if you want to test a man's character, give him power."
-- Abraham Lincoln
Personally, I've never understood chastity devices. I just don't get it. Forcing yourself to suffer until some significant other decides you've been a good boy and can be let out for a few moments? Where does that get fun?
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But think how creatively the whole scenario can get now that you can't? If it was me, I'd have you pull out and point your dick at my face while you orgasmed, and I'd mime it out like you shot a giant load all over me. I'd even wipe my eyes and whimper in a satisfied yet fun-humiliated way right afterward. It would be like the sexual version of an elaborate touchdown dance.


I'd like to see you try and spike the ball...
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But, unless someone is personally attacking you, or mention something directly to you, people should learn to check their egos at the door and let it be. Everyone always feels their 2 cents is worth a dollar!



Only because Ms. X's two cents actually IS worth a dollar.
Gotta admit - she looks like she's held her shit together. I know a lot of much younger chicks that wish they looked this good. Not to mention the fact that she makes Anderson Cooper say, "Are you fucking kidding me?" twice...


I have. It wasn't because we got any kind of illicit thrill out of it, nor did we desire to make a fool out of him, or anything like that. It wasn't any kind of power trip at all. I was in my early twenties, and so was she. She was married to a guy that would rather get hammered on beer and pass out on the couch than make love to his slim, athletically attractive wife.

It started out innocently enough. She and I were friends, we talked. We both had a lot in common. We were all part of a group of friends that hung out together - I worked nights and she worked a split shift. Occasionally, some of us would go to the beach as a group, or to breakfast as a group - it was nothing for the two of us to get together once in a while. Breakfasts led to hanging out at her place. Skinny-dipping in her pool during the hot Florida summers. She had unfulfilled needs, as did I. We used each other as a means to an end. Our affair lasted a few months, then eased to a close as gradually as it began.

I have no regrets about that period in my life. We were both adults, we were friends, and we both knew that our sexual relationship would in no way endanger her marriage (unless he found out, which we took great pains to avoid). After me, I'm sure there were others. Thinking about it, there were probably others before me as well. She was there for me, and I was there for her, when we each needed someone. If that's not true friendship, I don't know what is.
“I don’t want to be seen as a nudist,” he says. “But there is something about how close you get to the act of creation by walking around by yourself in some stretch of forest in Finland, with nothing on, looking for a photograph, climbing rocks and moving around like a monkey. Bared assed and just digging your toes into the soft earth, you really feel like you’ve been created.”

Over the past forty years that sense of freedom has compelled him to photograph himself in a variety of scenarios: sometimes curled up on a sandy beach, other times dangling off the edge of a cliff, always naked as the day he was born. The sites change constantly, but Minkkinen routinely becomes part of the landscape, connecting body and nature in the most surreal ways. In one shot taken in Nauvo, Finland, he hunches over in a lake so that his dirtied back resembles a log or rock emerging from the water. In another—taken in Stranda, Norway—he balances on a tree so that his leg and thigh form a branch extending from the trunk. “There is no age to the picture when it is just the landscape and the body,” he says. “They could be reality from 1305 because of the nudity.”


Time Light Box



Any time I hear "I Hope You Dance" by Lee Ann Womack;

I'm good until I hear the line, "I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean." It just puts a picture in my mind of actually being there, at the shore, and feeling that feeling. I think about the many times I've been awed by the majesty of world around me. The grand and the intricate, the evil and the righteous... the holy and unholy. I think of my own little part still yet to play as things unfold. I think of my kids, my grandchildren, potential great-grandchildren. Heartstrings loosen inside me, and when she says, "If you get the choice to sit it out or dance... I hope you dance!"

I dunno. Something gets all knotted up inside me and I can't talk for a while.