Life's Lessons
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Posted:Jun 21, 2014 1:29 pm
Last Updated:Oct 1, 2014 11:38 am
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Fantasy, for me anyway, is rooted in a little bit of reality. The light of dawn wakes me up. It's 4am...damn fucking summer lol just kidding, I love that early light, especially when I realize it's Saturday morning. I indulge in a little fantasy, smiling as I remember my last online play partner...whew, so fucking hot! I fantasize about what it would be like if he was there, waking up in bed with me. Warm and alive and sexy as hell. Start out slow and sensual, touching, kissing, sucking, licking, exploring...then hard, intense, needy fucking like animals...savoring each other's real life flesh and heat until we both get that hard intense release, cumming in waves of pulsing orgasm together. Rest. Repeat. Smiles. What a nice way to wake up.
Then reality shows up. And blows your fantasy all to hell. You realize, in the hard, tough, real world, it would never really happen. You see that it takes a certain type of girl to get this sexy young guy in real life and you are clearly not that type. And you had absolutely no business going down that road anyway lol Not talking stalking lol Just talking that little fantasy in the back of your head...the little 'what ifs'. But all is cool. You smile, remember the fucking hot online time and hope there are more in the future because you do enjoy each other's company. Enjoy the time, fucking each other, making love to each other and sharing little tidbits of real life that add fun and interest to the relationship. Go ahead and fantasize in the wee hours of the morning, just keep it fantasy. As it should be.
Do not invite anyone to your pity party. And better yet, don't have that pity party in the first place. Takes all kind to make this world go round. You will find that special real life guy in the way that is 'you' and then watch those sparks fly.
Always be true to who you are. He's gotta love you for who you are.
Stepping down from my soapbox. lol
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