Presents
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Posted:Dec 23, 2008 11:36 am
Last Updated:Jan 15, 2009 1:38 pm
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An old saying goes something along the lines of "your family prefers your presence to your presents"
Irrespective of your self doubt (or your ego), giving of yourself is so important.
To the great people who I have come across in this cyber land - all the very best for Xmas to you and yours, and a happy new year.
Oh and if any lady wishes to dress up as a christmas fairy and come sit on my lap - please feel free lol
Take care on and all
xx
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Coffee
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Posted:Dec 17, 2008 5:49 pm
Last Updated:Dec 18, 2008 11:23 am
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Some days there's nothing better than sitting down and enjoying a coffee.
Of course the company is so important - the deciding factor obviously.
So here's to delicious company and a reasonable cup of coffee....
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This blogging is tough
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Posted:Dec 15, 2008 1:56 pm
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2008 11:14 am
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I've been away - anyone miss me ? lol
Actually this post is more around the fact that blogging seems so hard at the moment. I'm a pretty quiet guy but with plenty to say so I thought that this may just be a great avenue for me to 'express myself' and also to share some writing that I have been too scared to show elsewhere.
Trouble is - while I have plenty to say on a great number of topics, none seem appropriate for Affairlook. That's the thing about blogs - only the great bloggers get good feedback so the rest of us don't know if we even make sense to people.
But then..... does it matter? Do we blog for others or for ourselves. A great blogger on here often talks about her various moods (her different selves). I admire her writing - and for being true to understanding herself. We can't talk about what we don't understand so hence I hate talking about myself. Few others I would prefer to talk about hehehe
Waffling a bit I know - but I want to finish with repeating something I've said numerous times. The more time I spend in chat rooms, the less patience I have with the random 'attack' of random sex. Must be getting old - but I so want to know the person I bonk now (not necessarily in-depth - just enough to like them for something other than availability)
If you have managed to hang in there with this - thanks
have a great day one and all !!!
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Mature
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Posted:Dec 3, 2008 5:18 pm
Last Updated:Dec 7, 2008 12:08 pm
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Just a quick comment ..... in the mood for a nice mature lady (or two Lol), but then, what's new about that
Funny how I've always fancied ladies older then me. Not to say that I don't like them younger as well - I'm very non discrimintory. Actuall I am a bit - they have to be nice people first and formost.
Hope you are all enjoying the great sun we're having
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Black
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Posted:Dec 2, 2008 11:19 am
Last Updated:Mar 12, 2009 3:18 pm
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What gathers us,
Brings us here
To live our lives,
In dreadful fear
To carry on,
This little game
Yet we believe,
Our greatest shame
To just continue,
Live and die
Dust to dust,
Our mortal lie
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Away
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Posted:Nov 24, 2008 7:56 pm
Last Updated:Nov 30, 2008 1:29 pm
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I'm away in our lovely Capital city for a few days.
It's always frustrating when I go down there - a great hotel room and freedom but no playmate (or playmates). When you're alone in a hotel room, it seems such an opportunity: sigh......
On another note - Wellington is a cool city. I couldn't live there any more but the harbour on a nice day is magic. It also seems to retain some small town feel to it while offering all the sights of a big city.
Despite the so called conservative nature of public servants, Wellington also has this amazing acceptance of the weird, wacky or just unusual.
Take care one and all
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A rough 'early' story
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Posted:Nov 24, 2008 11:28 am
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 5:36 am
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I had chatted online with her for a while ‒ but at last I was finally going to meet the girl who wanted to be my submissive slave. This was a first for me ‒ but man I’ve fantasized about this for a long, long time.
She opened up the door, wearing a nice white blouse and jeans. I said hi and walked past her into her house. She started to talk but I placed a finger over her lips “sssh, there’s no need for you to speak”.
I sat down and as she came towards me I said “hold it just there”. Again she started to speak so I put my hand up, a universal sign that basically says ‒ be quiet. As she stood there, I looked her up and down ‒ checking out my possession “the jeans might show that tight ass off, but I don’t like them. Drop them’ Dee looked a little bewildered ‒ as if she suddenly realized that this was actually happening ‒ no longer was it just her fantasy. Slowly she unbuttoned her jeans and lowered them to the floor. “Go get a short skirt and stockings on” Stopping herself talking, she turned and left the room.
When she came back in, she was wearing a sexy black mini skirt, with black fishnet stockings. “Is this more to your liking” she asked. “You look much better ‒ but geez, don’t you ever stop talking! I’m going to have to fix that” I stand up and walk over to Dee. Dropping to me knees I quickly put my hands up her skirt jerked down her panties. It was so quick, she didn’t even have time to react. Standing up I said “open wide Dee”. As she opened her mouth, her eyes opened even more as I put her panties in her mouth. ‘now just leave those there ‒ and we might get some peace” No doubt she felt foolish ‒ but I think she was also starting to learn her place.
I walked around her ‒ looking, making her very conscious of my eyes eating her up. I stood behind her and whispered into her ear “you’re a sexy bitch aren’t you” and as I say that I run my hand up the top of her thigh and cup her bare ass. I squeeze it fairly hard, and then as I take my hand away, I give her a quick spank.
Sitting down again I prepare myself for the real entertainment “take the blouse off ‒ slowly” As she does that, I can feel my cock start to get hard “lose the bra as well”. She stands there, head lowered, wearing just the short skirt and stockings ‒ with the panties still in her mouth. I beckon her closer ‒ and I reach up and start playing with her breasts ‒ enjoying their plumpness, gently squeezing her hard, dark nipples. I drop one hand, putting it hard up between her thighs ‒ feeling the heat and wetness as it pressed on her pussy. I enjoyed the feeling of her juices on my hand as I rubbed up and down. “turn around and bend over ‒ finger youself, I want to see juices running down your legs” Dee turned and bent over ‒ her ass was in full view as she slowly put one finger inside, then another. She groaned as she started to also play with her clit. Her hips started to sway and the squelching sound increased each time her fingers went in. Before she could cum, I placed my hands on hers “not yet you don’t”. A small sound of disappointment escaped from her muffled mouth.
“on your knees Dee”. As she kneels there, I stand and slowly unzip. I take my hardening cock out and also remove the panties from her mouth . I lean forward and run it all over her face ‒ as I trace around her lips, her mouth opens and I slide inside. With my hand hard on the back of her head, I force her to take me all in. She sucks me hard ‒ and man was she good at it! As the pressure mounts, I take it out and rub my pre-cum over her faces. I then start to stroke myself right in front of here eyes ‒ my cock twitches as I cum ‒ spraying Dee with my sperm ‒ over her face and into her hair. “lick it clean” I order.
Next I stand her up ‒ and leading her by the hand, I bend her over the arm of the sofa, exposing her delightful rear. Flipping her short skirt up, I admire the view. A gentle kiss on each check ‒ then without warning, I give her one spank, then another. She moans deeply, and raises herself a bit ‒ in anticipation and longing for the next one. A smack again, and again. Her checks glow red and I can see the wetness run down her legs “oohhh please”she whimpered. I relent and thrust my cock into her. She pushes back as I pound into her ‒ long, deep, hard thrusts. I hold her shoulders to get as deep as possible as I pick up speed. It was all too much for her as she came quickly. She gave a little scream and enjoyed the moment ‒ but I wasn’t finished. I adjusted myself as I slowly guided my juice covered cock into her ass. She gasped in surprise but quickly relaxed her muscles. Her breathing went up a notch or two ‒ she couldn’t get enough as I pushed my full length into her. I quickly established a nice tempo ‒ thrusting in and out, sweet dripping off us both. Dee’s muscle started to tighten as she groaned in ecstasy. The pressure was too much ‒ I explode deep inside her. “good bitch” I complimented her.
Of course Dee was made to shower me, provide me with a drink and to say goodbye before she was allowed to relax and have a shower herself. All the way home, I was planning for my next visit….…
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Summer has advantages and disadvantages
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Posted:Nov 19, 2008 11:41 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2009 3:14 pm
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Summer can be a great time as it means less clothes are worn. While tight trousers that show off an attractive rear are very nice, I find the summer sights of women in skirts exposing some leg and low cut tops showing cleavage a great time of year.
Please don't get me wrong - I am not a pervert who goes around staring at women but I do notice pleasant sights.
Of course there are also down sides to summer. Fewer women wear stockings - and I so love the sight of legs in nylon.Another draw-back is that meetings in dark yet public spots are also more difficlt (obviously because it doesn't get dark so early). Of course others make up for this by having outdoor sex, nude sunbathing etc etc but these are delights I have still to experience. Others will also rue the loss of romantic fire sides.
Does all this mean that there is seasonal sex?
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Is Romance dead?
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Posted:Nov 12, 2008 2:33 pm
Last Updated:Dec 1, 2008 11:21 am
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Just wondering..... has the speed and instant response of cyber chat reduced the need for romance?
What do women think - is there still a place for the old fashion gentleman?
We all need to be flexible and how we approach things should depend on the person we are with. Personally speaking though, I would hate to see the end of the old fashion approaches.
Of course, I'm not discounting the fun of meeting for one sole purpose only - I'm a bloke I love sex as much as everyone else.
Never any harm in being polite before you munch lol
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The Office - part 2
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Posted:Nov 3, 2008 8:04 pm
Last Updated:Dec 3, 2008 5:12 pm
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At our next meeting, I noticed that her skirt was shorter than last time, but she still wore those sexy black stockings that had got me so fired up. She entered my office with a knowing smile ‒ and staring straight at my crotch she said “very nice to see you again”. She shut the door behind herself and just stood there, one arm on her hip. I could see her hard nipples, pushing against her blouse. She was so beautiful ‒ her curves just made her even sexier. Standing there, she gave the impression that every inch of her body was screaming out with lust.
“If I remember rightly, you seemed to enjoy my legs. It’s been a long day, I think my poor feet could do with a bit of tlc”, she moved to my desk and sat on it, legs dangling. Her black shiny shoes pointing upwards as she silently invited me to attend to them. Without a word, I walked over to her and slowly dropped to my knees. The feeling of submission just added to my sexual tension, already my heart was pounding with desire.
I gently lifted her foot and careful undid her shoe. Easing it off, I kissed the top of her foot, enjoying the feeling of the nylon on my lips. She wiggled her toes, a clear signal, so I kissed each of her toes starting with the smallest and working my way along. The kisses were slow and they lingered ‒ I was in no rush. A strange feeling came over me, I needed those toes ‒ they were sooo sexy. With a hint of trepidation, I placed my lips over her little toe and gentle sucked. The contented “mmmmm’ told me that she was enjoying this. My tongue started to caress her toes, in between them being sucked. I truly felt that I was making love to her succulent digits. She kicked off her other shoe and planted that foot onto the bulge in my pants.
I started to massage one succulent calf while my tongue continued to lick her toes, embracing them. My cock ached for release under the pressure of her stockinged foot. Just then, she gently pushed me over with her foot. As I looked up at her, she stood. “stay there a sec’ hun and watch” and with that she lifted a leg and rested it on a chair. It was truly magnificent ‒ not one of these sticks you see on models, rather curvy, luscious and all so real. A soft white thigh was exposed above her black stocking ‒ what a sight! She leaned forward and kissed her own stockinged leg and lovingly caressed it up and down, fingers running lightly over the nylon. Then, almost unbelievably, her hand ran up past the stocking, over that ripe thigh and onto her waiting pussy ‒ I could hear her sigh as her finger made contact with her inner heat. Obviously she had come prepared, no panties got in her way. Lifting her skirt so I had a better view, her fingers pushed their way into her wet pussy, her hips moving to welcome them. I could see the juices over them as they went in and out. She used her fingers to spread her wetness over her clit, letting her fingers play there for a while ‒ her breathing reflected the pleasure she was giving herself. By this stage I was ready to explode myself and she knew this “take it out hun, stoke it for me, I want to see you spurt ‒ cum for me”. I got onto my knees and released by throbbing cock. It leapt free of my trousers and almost jumped into my hand. Watching her fingers explore her pussy, I was so hot I couldn’t take the time to play slow ‒ my hand stroked myself hard and fast, my breathing quickened, my cock glistened in anticipation. Suddenly it was all too much, I came and came ‒ squirting load after load of cum onto the floor, I don’t think I had ever cum so much.
Panting, covered with sweat, I look into her eyes. She smiles knowingly. Slowly she takes her hand from her pussy and places her soaking fingers into her own mouth “mmmmmm Come here you!”
I crawled over to her and tried to kiss her feet again ‒ but she’s beyond that. She grabs my hair and pulls my head up ‒ guiding it in between her legs. “Get in there, make me cum all over you, feel my juices, drown in my pussy”, her voice all husky with desire. Her hips thrust out to meet my eager mouth. As I kiss her dripping pussy, she grinds it into my face, covering it with her juices. My tongue slips easily between her lips and I start to lap, exploring, probing as deep as it can. My head is held firmly as she moves her hips, making love to my tongue. I move up to lick at her clit ‒ it was huge, swollen with lust. I could feel her grip tighten in my hair and she groaned as my fingers entered her, sliding in deep. My lips engulfed her clit and I started to suck and nibble her. My other hand probed at her ass and she moaned with pleasure as first one finger, and then another entered her. She screamed as she came but there was no let up. She thrust her hips as I continued to finger her hard and fast. She came again and again. My face was covered as I moved my fingers out of the way so I could drink her beautiful nectar. She continued to rub herself into my face, while I loved the wetness.
She leaned there panting as I stood. I forced her back onto the desk, submissive no more. I entered her hard ‒ grinding myself deep into her pussy. Thrusting into her, I reached out and grabbed a breast, squeezing it, feeling its softness ‒ and the contrasting hardness of her nipple. She reached into her blouse and pulled out a bare breast. Eagerly I grabbed it, all the time slamming myself into her. Hips meeting with strong passion, the lust screaming out for both of us. Sweat and groans as my cock was thrust deep into her, filling her. The heat was unbelievable. Pounding with desire. I felt her muscles tighten as her orgasm hit, oh the feeling, I exploded inside her, cuming again.
We pulled ourselves together, still sweating in each others arms and talked through satisfying silence. The passion had changed. No longer was it lust, it was something much much more …..
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Fishing
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Posted:Nov 2, 2008 4:52 pm
Last Updated:Nov 6, 2008 6:38 pm
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Just spent a weekend with a bunch of blokes - including a full day's fishing trip.
Fishing is just an ideal way to spend the day - even if you don't catch much (just as well I guess). A bunch of friendly guys on a boat all day is great. Even sitting on a rock all day by yourself knowing you are unlikely to catch anything is so peaceful.
This weekend highlighted (again) the differences between men and women. People say we're crap communicators because we don't say much - but given the right environment, we do open up (and no I didn't spend the weekend at some sort of touchie feelie retreat, and yes there was some beer to help the process). The common theme from people was "you just get on with it" - and that's how we deal with our situation
OK OK I will 'fess up - it was a weekend for fathers with special needs . Sometimes during life's struggles, things seem hard but every so often there are things that make you realise how lucky you are.
Count your blessings, love your family and fish as often as you can.
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Lyrics
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Posted:Oct 28, 2008 1:03 pm
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2008 1:05 pm
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Listening to some old tapes (yes tapes) yesterday and reheard some of my favourite lyrics:
"Write you letters in the sand for the day I take your hand, in the land that our grandchildren knew"
and the ultimate line:
'for my life still ahead, pity me'
Long live the Queen (well their music anyway seeing the great one is dead)
We were out to dinner last night and someone had the cheek to say heavy metal has no real lyrics! Now I like a broad range of music - from John Denver (oops did I say that out loud!) and Commander Cody through to Metal and I love some of the lyrics in metal
I am the animal, by God I am the beast
I love to see you bleed so welcome to my feast
that is soo cool.
Yes I know these words a quoted from a far more ummm reputable source but who can forget ....
woe to you oh earth and sea, for the devil sends his beast with wrath because he knows the time is short.
Let him hath understanding reckon the number of the beast, for it's a human number, It's number is......
What song lines make you shiver ?
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Hmmmmm
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Posted:Oct 27, 2008 3:03 pm
Last Updated:May 25, 2024 5:36 am
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11 am, at work, first day back from long weekend - and I'm in the mood to meet someone new......... sign, if only 
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