Fantasy Friday...
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Posted:Oct 12, 2015 3:42 pm
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This being the fantasy site that it is I thought I would try writing a fantasy blog post.
I haven't had a "fantasy girl" in years. A fantasy girl for me is one who I daydream about and compare other women to. The last one was in 2011. The girl in 2011 was a lady I saw for about four months from April until August.
She had become my sister's friend. My sister told her that I had joined an online dating site. She told me she would never date someone she met on the internet and that I shouldn't either. She told me she would date me.
After that, we would meet up several times a week. She would visit me at home and I would go to her home. We also did regular dating stuff. Things such as eating out, movies, festivals and live music venues around town.
She wasn't my fantasy girl until one day by the pool when we were talking and I noticed a few pubic hairs peeking out of her bathing suit. (I got the first woody I had had in the presence of a woman for several years). From that point,, every time I thought of her I became aroused. Needless to say, I was fascinated with her. We stepped up the frequency of our encounters.
I had taken to fixing things around her house. We never talked about sex until the last few times we met up. Then one day she started talking about men's hygiene and how important it was to her. The frequency of our "dates" increased a little more, to almost every day at the end.
Then one day the drain clogged in her bathtub. I fixed the drain, a leaky faucet and repaired a window screen. I had been doing things around her house since about 9 am in the morning that day. The plumbing problems were last on the list. It was a long day.
I had just finished her projects and was getting ready to leave at about 9:30 pm, when my sister called the woman to ask her if I was bugging her. She told her "no and that as a matter of fact we were getting ready to take a shower together". Then she asked me if I wanted to take a shower with her or not and they both laughed. (I don't turn down co-ed showers as a rule. Cleanliness is next to Godliness as the saying goes. I happen to like wet naked females, just say it's one of my many quirks).
We never took that shower. Her husband called almost as soon as my sister hung up the phone. That was the first I knew about him. It turns out that they had been separated since a couple of months before I met her. After she screamed at him for a few minutes the mood had changed and I went home. I only saw her a few more times and lost my fantasy. I had never even kissed her once.
I got some chickens about 2 weeks later. I figured that I needed something to take my mind off women. I started to spend more time on the site. I was here for about 2 1/2 years before I had more than 2 e-mails with any of the women here. No fantasies here for me.
Fast forward 2 years, I met another nice woman. We began to see one another every so often. I am happy just to get out of the house and hang out with a woman. Even if it is going to be a friends with no benefits deal. There's more to life than sex is my view. (Especially when there's no chance of sex on the horizon).
Then one Saturday afternoon we were hanging out, talking and discussing Biblical prophecies and the One World Government. Somehow it seemed to me that we had "crossed the Rubicon", so to speak. (You're going to have to research that on your own. I don't have the space here to explain what it means).
The next day, which was Sunday, I thought about her and our conversation almost all day. Then Monday morning I woke up thinking of her (with both the big and little heads) and realized I had a new "fantasy girl".
I hadn't gotten any sugar but felt I could almost taste it. It felt good. As if I was experiencing the world for the first time, from a new perspective. I have no idea what she thinks, but it's okay, because now I have a new "fantasy girl" and have visions of sugarplums and toys in my head(s). Even if I never see her again, she has given me a boost that I needed, unbeknownst to her.
I have new hope and something to dream about. I go to sleep more easily and wake up feeling more alive than I have felt in years. It makes my days seem brighter and has given me a more positive attitude.
This blog post may show what a non-life I have, even as it reveals my renewed interest in having a life. I am leaving it as it is. I'm still here, watching and waiting in the trenches of hope and despair, a dirty old man, online searching for passion.
Scorn me if you will. I am always smiling once more and couldn't care less now.
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Pretty girls have hearts made of stone...
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Posted:Oct 9, 2015 7:31 am
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2016 4:26 pm
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The title comes from a line in an old Flatt and Scruggs song I heard as a . It has nothing to do with this blog. I just happened to like the sound of it, so there it is.
I've been on this site for about 5 years now. Over the years I've seen where a lot of women wonder who can eat pussy better, men or women. I think it's women. They know about pussy and what it takes to make a pussy happy. Someone who owns something usually knows how to use it best. It works as with tools and machines. Practice makes perfect.
I have been hit on by gay men all my life. The #1 line is "let me suck your cock and you'll never want another woman." I always pass on that one. I like women, sexually aggressive women and just women in general.
I have no use for other men. One hard dick is all I want to have to deal with. A guy who touches me in an inappropriate manner will get a demonstration of what a lifetime of martial arts taught me. I consider sexual molestation grounds for defensive action. You won't see any of those moves in any kung fu movie.
The best blowjob I ever had was from a woman who told me that a gay guy taught her how it should be done. This was in 1977. She learned well. The only sex I had with her was receiving her oral masterpiece. She wanted nothing more than to show off her talent. She was extremely skilled. She set the bar for the rest of my life. I have never met another woman as good at sucking as she.
My experience has been that when a woman tells me how great she is sexually, she isn't at all what she says. False advertising is the rule in a lot of sexual matters. The quiet ones are generally much more satisfying to be with.
Growing up, older men would tell me "never turn down pussy". I have turned it down more than once, even in high school. I have an idea in my mind of what I want and it's not to screw every woman I meet. I have no interest in being just another stamp on someone's passport.
Another thing a lot of older men used to tell me was "you have to tell a woman what you want or she won't know". I've never been one to be overt when wooing a woman. Women always say "all men want is pussy", so I've always felt that they KNOW and there's no point in belaboring the issue. On this site I especially feel that there's no need. It's an adult dating and hookup site. Everyone here knows what the deal is and/or isn't.
If a woman seems to like me too much too fast, I back off. I've learned over the years to tell if a woman is married by the way she acts around me. Married women bent on fooling around always seem to be grinning like a possum. Single women tend to be less smiley with me. Not less smiley, just a different kind of smile.
Humans as a rule aren't monogamous by choice. Monogamy is an artificial construct. although some people ARE monogamous by choice, naturally. I am a serial monogamist and have been all my life.
Marriage isn't forever with most people. We fall in and out of "love" fairly frequently. I don't believe in "love". I believe that people meet someone they like, that fits their ideas of what they want, until they get tired of them. Then they move on. These are my observations not necessarily facts.
I have 2 sisters, one is almost 2 years older, the other almost 3 years younger. I try not to do things they have indicated they don't like and do what they say they want a man to do. Based on their experiences, I have developed my own style of approaching women.
I don't normally make the first move. I don't want to be perceived as harassing, molesting or otherwise forcing my way into a woman's life. I let them set the rules. They do anyway, after all they control the pussy. There are lots of women in the world who go after what they desire.
Hard as it is, I try to carry that style over into the online dating experience. I seldom make first contact. It doesn't work as well here as in real life because women have more choices here and can pick and choose. I'm just another face in the crowd and it's hard to get the "face time" required to advance a relationship.
I'm not what women who go by the pictures want. If I was what most of these women want I wouldn't be on this site. My sisters both tell me to knock 10 or 12 years off my age, "no one will know unless they see your driver's license". I've met more than one woman who told me that she had done just that. "Age is just a number."
They also advised getting onto more dating sites to increase the exposure I receive. This site may be raunchy but I have already tried a couple of other sites and found them to be too dull and bland for my taste.
I have a friend who introduced me to this website. He is married and goes through several women a year from the site. He says women want to be lied to, no matter what they tell you.
I read somewhere that when a man lies to woman, she senses something is not right, that there's danger involved. That feeling of danger is more exciting than the feelings she has with men who are honest. Women like "bad boys". Nice guys finish last. We don't project the uncertainty that fuels sexual excitement. Predictability is boring and stifles romance.
Almost everyone likes playing with fire. Getting close to the flame and not being burned is exhilarating. It gets your blood flowing and makes your heart beat faster.
The excitement creates emotions that can be redirected into passion. If a woman is frightened a little, she is more easily shifted to another emotion. I read that somewhere, too.
Mystery, intrigue and fear all transmute into passion if played correctly. A man whom can get woman's emotions going can easily redirect the energy that comes from uncertainty. Scary stuff that makes a woman shiver can be used to make her more susceptible to seduction.
Excitement of almost any sort awakens something in all of us. That's why people who fight a lot often have mind blowing sex. The emotions from anger, fear or uncertainty can change quickly into lust. These emotions get the blood flowing, the heart beating faster, breathing to become more intense and open the door to other emotions.
A fast ride on a motorcycle is almost certain to cause a woman to become horny. A lot of men know this. Something about the sense of surviving death makes them all the more ready to cling to someone. Danger is an aphrodisiac. Thrills of almost any kind, kindle desire.
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Quotes for the Day..
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Posted:Oct 2, 2015 2:52 pm
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2016 4:17 pm
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“Remember: Y'all is singular. All y'all is plural. All y'all's is plural possessive.” ― Kinky Friedman
"There's lies, damned lies and statistics." ---Mark Twain
"He who knows not and knows not that he knows not, He is a fool - shun him; He who knows not and knows he knows not, He is simple - teach him; He who knows and knows not he knows, He is asleep - wake him; He who knows and knows he knows, He is wise; follow him" -- Arab Proverb
"Soldiers and police officers must not abandon their own judgment, even if it means they sometimes have to disobey the ill conceived or mad orders of their political commanders." -- Sun Tsu
"Contradictions do not exist. Whenever you think you are facing a contradiction, check your premises. You will find that one of them is wrong." --- Ayn Rand
“Every time you see a beautiful woman, just remember, somebody else got tired of her shit” ― Kinky Friedman
"Believe nothing just because a so-called wise person said it. Believe nothing just because a belief is generally held. Believe nothing just because it is said in ancient books. Believe nothing just because it is said to be of divine origin. Believe nothing just because someone else believes it. Believe only what you yourself test and judge to be true.: "---Buddha - Hindu Prince Gautama Siddharta
“You don't accomplish much by swimming with the mainstream. Hell, a dead fish can do that.” ― Kinky Friedman
Nobody accomplishes anything amazing alone. Thus, with the exception of the sociopaths among us, we're all eventually grateful to those who help us achieve great things. I think we're especially grateful to those who proactively try to help.
This doesn't mean you have to go way out of your way to offer assistance, but it's often the case that you have access to something or the ability to do something that won't take much on your part, but that can really have a positive impact on someone else's success. --- Bill Murphy Jr.
"The rule of law is simply the rule of bandits who are in control of the United States." -- Eustace Mullins
"The last thing I ever wanted was to be alive when the three most powerful people on the whole planet would be named Bush, Dick and Colon." -- Kurt Vonnegut
“Always respect your superiors, if you have any.” ― Kinky Friedman
"Art is never finished, only abandoned." --- Leonardo Da Vinci
“Now I have a cat. Well, that's not quite accurate. A cat and I have each other.” ---Kinky Friedman
"We have two American flags always: one for the rich and one for the poor. When the rich fly it means that things are under control; when the poor fly it means danger, revolution, anarchy." -- Henry Miller
"That's all the media and the politicians are ever talking about, the things that separate us, things that make us different from one another. That's the way the ruling class operates in any society.
They try to divide the rest of the people. They keep the lower and the middle classes fighting with each other so that they the rich, can run off with all the fucking money. Fairly simple thing. Happens to work. You know, anything different, that’s what they gonna talk about. Race, religion, ethnic and national backgrounds, jobs, income, education, social status, sexuality. Anything they can do, to keep us fighting with each other so that they can keep going to the bank.
You know how I describe the economic and social classes in this country? The upper class keeps all of the money, pays none of the taxes. The middle class pays all of the taxes, does all of the work. The poor are there just to scare the shit out of the middle class. Keep them showing up at those jobs." -- George Carlin
The late President John Kennedy said it best; "When peaceful revolution is impossible, violent revolution is inevitable."
"If voting made any difference, they wouldn't let us do it."--- Mark Twain
"It can't happen here" --- Frank Zappa
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Meandering Me...
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Posted:Sep 14, 2015 8:00 pm
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2016 8:13 am
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Meandering, I take that to mean wandering, rambling, aimlessly ambling or drifting with the current. Going with the flow. Taking the path of least resistance.
I tend to ramble, wander or go with flow. This is reflected in my writing style most of the time. I really try to stick to the subject. I just seem to deliver unrelated bits of information, in no particular order, at times. So I think it is a fitting title.
I have wanted to blog for years, but had no forum. I don't know what kind of forum this place might be. Who knows, maybe I will actually be read and receive comments. Maybe develop a few fans. I don't want enemies here.
This site is at times a treacherous scene. I have heard some strange and disturbing tales from other members. Tales of false profiles, jerks and all manner of rude crudeness. Tales of things I have never and would never do.
I have met some terrific people here. I have also met some that make the stigma of online dating relevant. By that, I mean the bad stuff people say about the experience. You never know what sort of freak you might meet online.
The photo is of my old truck with a temple that I made for someone to use at home for their idol worship. This temple was blessed by an Indian saint. The thing inside the temple is my lunchbox.
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