Woke up to candy..
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Posted:Feb 18, 2016 9:22 am
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My oh my!!! I spent all night prowling for sex and now I wake up to candy!! How sweet is that!! She is the Candy, but it was my Tootsie Roll. It was waking up to pure Almond Joy!! And I could not help but fondle her Mounds. Wow!! I was trying to remember ramming my Ding Dong into her Peanut Butter Cup. Did I really spill my Milk Duds? What a sweet Twix that was so Red Hots. I was so into her Bit O'Honey so Good 'N' Plenty when my Starburst all the way to Mars. I just hope there will not be a Baby Ruth.
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I wondered if she really was going to meet me
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Posted:Feb 15, 2016 4:26 pm
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I had met Pretty Sugar online She told me in the beginning I was too old (she had just turned 21) and married and could not access her private pictures or private blogs. She posted a “husband application” in a bulletin and I filled it out. She liked what I had written and opened up all the private stuff. As we talked more, she mentioned that she, too, was married. But she was intrigued. She was just 21 and began to wonder what it would be like with an old, old, old guy.
She flew up from Texas and I flew out from Seattle. We arrived in Minneapolis at about the same time. I called her on my cell. She was standing by one of the exit doors to parking. So I hot tailed it to the gate, but there was no Pretty Sugar. I called, and she said, yes was by the gate. I walked up and down the concourse and began to think she was blowing smoke up my ass. There was no Pretty Sugar. We talked a few more times as I was walking. She insisted she was there. Finally, I asked a cop and he said there was another floor. Sure enough, as I ascended the escalator, there she was. In her pictures, her chest looked big. But as I met her, I could not help staring at those huge tits. She was petite everywhere else. She didn’t even come up to my armpits, she was that short. But those tits! I could not help but stare. Even as we got into the taxi, I kept staring down the cleavage and wondering what the nipples would be like. They are natural, she smiled and told me. I wanted to grab. I was almost out of control.
We checked in and headed to the room. Locking the door, I slid my arm around her waist and drew her close. Gazing into her eyes, I bent for her lips. Out tongues entwined as my hands slid up and down her ass. I pulled her close as the kiss became more and more heated. She began to gyrate against me. She could tell I was rock solid and she was teasing. She reached down to feel and pulled her face away from mine. “Nice,” she said and smiled. My hands were sliding under her blouse and I could not get it off. She helped. I unsnapped her bra and those huge tits hung out there. The areolas were the size of a baseball, and the nipples stood out. Gorgeous tits. Beautiful face, great body. By now, she had opened my pants and was holding my cock. I pulled off my tie, threw my jacket to the floor and then my shirt. I dropped my pants and stood there with pants around my ankles. It was almost comical as I tried to step out of my pants without taking off my shoes. Pretty Sugar had slipped out of her skirt and stood there in a thong. Finally I was naked. I sat on the edge of the bed taking off my shoes, and simply staring at Pretty Sugar in her thong. I ran my arms around her kissing her stomach, letting my tongue form little circles. Slipping my thumbs in the side of the thong, it came off easily revealing a glistening wet shaved pussy.
I pulled her down on the bed and began to eat. “You are as good as you say,” she told me in between groans. Time and again she came as my tongue moved from clit to lips to plunging in and licking her juices. I nibbled lightly and played.. fingers and tongue bringing her to climax again and again.
Now it was my turn. I rolled her over and up on all fours. Grabbing her hair, I pulled her back to me and drove my hard cock into her pussy. It was soaking mixed with her juices and my saliva. I drove hard pounding her sweet pussy. I wanted to fuck her ass, I told her. I had never done that and she had offered before we met. I pulled out and she guided my cock to her asshole. I pushed hard, she groaned and stiffened. “it’s too thick” she said grimacing with pain as I pushed in. As much as I wanted to fuck her ass, I couldn’t do it. I was out and back in her pussy. Pumping hard and fast. She was fingering her clit at the same time as I pumped hard. She was moaning and groaning. I was pumping and gyrating feeling my cock stiffen and her pussy tighten. I pumped for what seemed like days. She came and came again. My cock grew and my balls swelled as I exploded deep inside her. “YESSSSS” she said. Sweat poured off both of us. “Yes,” I said. “Nice beginning”
I rolled her over and held her to me. Our tongues found each other and were playing. My hand reached down, my fingers finding her clit and slit and before to bring her up again and we continued to play for several more hours and into the night…
And having tried anal a couple times I prefer the pussy. Hers was wonderful.
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Origins of the Valentine's Day Heart Symbol
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Posted:Feb 12, 2016 9:27 am
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You'll Never Look at a Heart Symbol the Same Way Again However, turn the heart upside down and it becomes a particularly intriguing symbol. Now the heart looks like a pair of plump, dangling breasts. The heart also compares favorably to the female buttocks. Once again, with the heart turned upside down, and the point extending towards the vulva, the comparison is interesting.
The upside down heart also compares favorably to the male genitalia with two testicles and a pointed penis. Others have suggested the heart image looks like the tip of the penis.
The use of an arrow to pierce the heart has strong male overtones, suggesting the heart as female and arrow as male. Furthermore, the traditional male and female suggests an accurate comparison. The male symbol has an arrow point, just as Cupid's arrow. The female symbol is rounded at the top and narrows to the bottom, just as the heart.
The comparisons between the heart and human body are numerous. It is amazing that such an endearing image has so many possible erotic connections. Perhaps that is why it has endured for so long as such a powerful and connotative symbol.
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He was sending 1,000 valentine's day cards
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Posted:Feb 12, 2016 9:24 am
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My friend was in the post office yesterday and saw a middle-aged, balding man standing at the counter methodically placing "Love" stamps on bright pink envelopes with hearts all over them. He then takes out a perfume bottle and starts spraying scent all over them.
His curiosity getting the better of him, my friend goes up to the balding man and asks him what he is doing. The man says, "I'm sending out 1,000 Valentine cards signed, 'Guess who?'"
"But why?" asks the man.
"I'm a divorce lawyer," the man replies.
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Most people do not know about this
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Posted:Feb 10, 2016 9:49 am
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When Alexander the Great was preparing an attack against a much superior enemy force, he conceived the idea of a flanking movement from three sides.
The problem was that the onset of each attack by the three flanking units had to start precisely at the same time, in order to sow maximum confusion within the enemy ranks.
He called his generals together and outlined his plan, then put to rest their concern about simultaneous charges when out of sight and contact from each other by telling them the following: '"let each soldier tear a strip of cloth from his uniform. . Have, upon my signal, each man urinate on the cloth. Wrap the cloth around the wrist. Then wait. When the cloth is dry, begin your attacks".
The battle went exactly as planned and the Greeks were victorious. This victory was celebrated by a musical composition.
Over the ages it was modernized. Today we know it as Alexander's Rag-Time Band.
You'd be surprised how many people don't know about this.
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Most people do not know about this
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Posted:Feb 10, 2016 9:49 am
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When Alexander the Great was preparing an attack against a much superior enemy force, he conceived the idea of a flanking movement from three sides.
The problem was that the onset of each attack by the three flanking units had to start precisely at the same time, in order to sow maximum confusion within the enemy ranks.
He called his generals together and outlined his plan, then put to rest their concern about simultaneous charges when out of sight and contact from each other by telling them the following: '"let each soldier tear a strip of cloth from his uniform. . Have, upon my signal, each man urinate on the cloth. Wrap the cloth around the wrist. Then wait. When the cloth is dry, begin your attacks".
The battle went exactly as planned and the Greeks were victorious. This victory was celebrated by a musical composition.
Over the ages it was modernized. Today we know it as Alexander's Rag-Time Band.
You'd be surprised how many people don't know about this.
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My friend was pulled over for speeding
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Posted:Feb 9, 2016 8:16 am
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My friend is a farmer who was pulled over for speeding. The state trooper started to lecture him about his speed, pompously implying that the farmer didn't know any better and trying to make him feel as uncomfortable as possible.
He finally started writing out the ticket, but had to keep swatting at some flies buzzing around his head.
My friend the farmer said, "Having some problems with circle flies there are ya?"
The trooper paused to take another swat and said, "Well, yes, if that's what they are. I've never heard of circle flies."
The farmer was pleased to enlighten the cop. "Circle flies are common on farms. They're called circle flies because you almost always find them circling the back end of a ."
The trooper continues writing for a moment, then says, "Hey, are you trying to call me a 's ass?"
"Oh no, officer." The farmer replies. "I have too much respect for law enforcement and police officers for that."
"That's a good thing," the officer says rudely, then goes back to writing the ticket.
After a long pause, the farmer added, "Hard to fool them flies, though."
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She was
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Posted:Feb 8, 2016 9:32 am
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A girl and I had emailed and IM’d.. she had sent me pictures showing everything from almost the first email.. Great pictures.. pretty and attractive.. nice body .. from her pictures, it seemed… So on my business trip, I had to stop in the city where she lived… she had offered before if I was in town to call her and get together… I was hoping she meant for something more than coffee..
Once the reservations were made, I emailed. I did not have her phone number.. she gave it to me and said she would love to go to dinner.. or maybe just order room service.. My flight was late, but then so was the babysitter.. she has … said she wanted to spend the night, but the babysitter could not stay overnight.. she told the babysitter she needed to go to the store for groceries..
I met her in the lobby and we took the elevator to the room. I was already hard just from anticipation, but that is not unusual for me. She asked if she was what I expected.. to which I said she was..Once in the room, I motioned to the couch and she sat there. I asked if she wanted a glass of wine, and she said, “yes.” So I opened the half bottle that was there in the room and poured each of us a glass. I touched her glass and toasted in French, Serb, Georgian, Russian.. and English, of course. We chatted. She told me she had never met anyone off the internet and was nervous. I understood. She was feeling at ease as we talked more and I told some of my stories.. I reached out and slowly slid my hand up her arm.. rubbing her arm as we talked and gazed into each other’s eyes. slowly I moved my arm across her shoulder and she began to move toward me.. Staring into her eyes, our faces moved closer and closer.. and then our lips were touching.. my tongue slid between her lips and found hers and began to play.. a deep strongly passionate kiss that endured and endured. With my right arm around her shoulder, my left hand found the outside of her thigh and began to move up her thigh to her waist and side and then back down again.. all the time we were locked in a deep kiss.. My hand moved again up her thigh and this time to her stomach making small circles on her abdomen. Continuing to kiss, my hand moved down to her knee and this time up the inside of her thigh. As I did, her hand reached out and found my throbbing member.. now rock hard. My hand slid to her panties and slowing down between her legs, massaging her pussy on the outside of her panties. We were still deeply kissing, her hand on the outside of my pants massaging the log. .. by now she could tell that it might not be that long, but it was thick.. my hand slid inside her panties and down her slit, passing gently over her clit..
she was soaking wet… my fingers slid up and down her slit, stopping to massage her clit. She was working to open my pants. I reached back and helped her unbutton and unzip. Her hand slid under my pants to grab the throbbing shaft.
My hand moved up and slid under her blouse to take her breast in hand. She had hard erect nipples that responded to my squeezing.. We were both wiggling with excitement. She pulled her hand back and started to remove her clothes. I did the same. Soon we were both completely naked. We were again sitting on the couch as I pulled her again toward me. “We don’t have much time, I am sorry,” she said. I pulled her face to mine, my other hand sliding over her soft body, wanting to touch her everywhere. She had one hand of my cock as she swung her leg over me and guided the shaft into her juicy pussy. She was thrusting up and down and back and forth. I was thrusting and moving.. I reached down as she was moving to play with her clit as we were fucking and she smiled at me.. our faces came together, our tongues met.. my other hand holding her tit and twisting her nipple.. “I am going to cum,” she whispered to me. “Cum, baby, cum!” I could feel her tighten on my shaft and her body stiffened. I could feel my balls swell and my cock expand as I was ready and then I exploded in her. She kept moving on me as the intensity of the orgasm seemed to go on and on… and when I was done… I was still hard. Once again she apologized that she could not stay and that she needed to go. It’s ok, I said. But she made no move to go. She sat there with me still erect and still buried inside of her. We were kissing and touching. “I need to go,” she said. But she sat with me still hard and still buried in her… We continued for some time like that.. and then she did have to go.. She said again she was sorry she could not stay the night. I was sorry too. It seemed so quick. But I am pretty sure the next time in town, we will spend the night together. She emails me every so often asking about staying longer the next time and she has her new boobs for me to play with.
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FEEL GOOD STORY
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Posted:Feb 1, 2016 3:31 pm
Last Updated:Feb 9, 2016 8:03 am
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His company just went public.. one of the centimillioniares.. And they just met two days ago.. It was love at first sight and they got married this morning. Isn't that a feel good story?
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One more - it was 2009 but so well remembered
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Posted:Feb 1, 2016 8:28 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2024 5:13 pm
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She told me she has gotten married in August 2008, but by December had decided it was wrong and was getting a divorce. However, some time in October she had gotten pregnant. It was April 2009 and she wanted to play. I had not played with a pregnant girl in a long, long time.
She is very close to her sister and when she announced she was going to visit me, her sister offered to drive. “N” agreed. I checked into a hotel room and waited for them to arrive. They called as they were getting off the exit into Seattle. They found a parking place on the street and flagged me down. They were both cute, and I was surprised by how big “N” was. I had offered to give her sister some shopping money, reminding me of old times bribing a little sister or brother to go outside when I wanted to make out or play with a girl. Except this time the sister was older, and married. I am sure she just wanted to be sure I was not some crazy from the internet. “N” and I had met only through the internet. I could have been a crazy. In fact, maybe I am crazy. But then, who isn’t?
“N” and I headed off to the hotel. In the elevator I slid my arms around “N” and she folded easily into me, our lips touching, opening and tongues exploring. We were deeply locked in a kiss as we reached our floor and the doors opened. She was a good kisser, and that is always a wonderful sign of what is to follow.
In the room, “N” immediately sat on the bed and smiled. I sat beside her and put my arm around her shoulder. She moved into me and our lips were again locked with tongues exploring darting and playing. My hands ran over her shoulders and sides, down her back. I pulled away to take off my tie and undo my cuff links. And then it was back to deep wet kisses as my hand wandered along her sides, down her legs, up her thigh, and across her bulging stomach to a breast. I slid my other hand under her shirt to undo her bra and reached in to her nipples one after the other. As I removed my shirt and she shed her shirt and bra, I asked if she liked her nipples twisted and pinched. She did. I obliged with squeezing and massaging her nipples. I ran my hand over her pregnant belly, as we passionately kissed, and played. I finished undressing and she did the same. Again we were passionately kissing, our tongues exploring and playing with one another. My hands were exploring her whole body, but eventually slid slowly up her thigh. I touched her pussy lips and found them dripping wet. I slid my fingers up and down her slit and then began to massage her clit. She was getting so excited. So was I. I pushed her back onto the bed on her back and came over the top of her. She was more than ready, but I wasn’t.
We continued kissing and I was now rubbing my cock up and down her slit. Using the head of my cock to play with her clit. She was pulling on me, trying to pull me into her. But I wanted to tease, to increase the intensity. I slid back down, kissing each breast and
sucking each one, still playing with her clit and my cock. I continued kissing down over her belly. She was smiling. I could tell she knew where I was going and she was excited. My tongue slid around her pussy lips a couple times. She was jiggling and juice was pouring. She tasted good. My mouth closed over her clit and I began to suck and nibble and massage. She was moving. I continued to massage and suck and lick and she was tensing and grabbing her tits herself. She was bucking up with excitement. I don’t know how long it was but she was soon cumming. And I was continuing to lick and suck and rub her clit with my tongue. She grabbed my hands and pulled them to her nipples to squeeze. She was soon bucking up again and gyrating with excitement. She was cumming again!
Now it was my turn and I moved up to let her taste herself. We were deeply kissing and she had reached down to my cock. “It’s big!” It really is not long, but it is thick. She was trying to put me in. “Just slide it against your clit,” I said. “I want you in me!” As she slid me in, I pulled back out and slid up and down. She was gyrating with want. And I could no longer hold. I was in and pumping. She was so wet and so ready and so tense. I was driving. “I want to be on top,” she said. So we moved and she came down on my cock and was riding hard. She was good. I was squeezing her nipples and she worked my cock. She was gyrating and rotating and driving and moving. “I am going to cum again,” she announced and then she did. I was holding back, but no longer. She was riding again and I was moaning and groaning and swollen and then I exploded!
I was wheezing and gasping for breath, but still pretty hard. She smiled and announced, “I just want to sit and feel you in me.” And that was what she did.
We talked for some time like that, her sitting on me, my cock inserted in her pussy.
She sent me a text the next day saying that when I ate her it was the most amazing she ever had. In fact, the whole experience was the best. She wanted to know when we will do it again. “Soon,” I said. “Soon.”
She wrote:
My weekend was nice. Thank you. How was yours? My family didnt know that we met. Just much sister. I had a very nice time. Ive thought about riding your big cock and looking down into your eyes a few time while I touched myself!
Me:
I would love you riding my cock again. I would love eating your pussy again. How difficult would it be for you to drive back up for another play time?
She wrote:
I dont know if itd be difficult. It was a very long drive. I do think it was worth it. And - am super horny. Oooh I want you to feel my wetness to!
Your tongue felt amazing against my clit! I felt badly that I didnt suck your cock though.
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Do you like erotica like this?
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Posted:Jan 28, 2016 2:32 pm
Last Updated:Jan 28, 2016 7:54 pm
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We had talked online a few times and she had sent me a number of pictures showing everything from almost the beginning. When I asked if she wanted to meet me in the city of “J” I wasn’t sure she would say yes. (maybe I am never sure.) It was a four hour drive for her. But she immediately said of course she wanted to meet me. I let her know when my flight was arriving. She switched shifts to get the time off. She sent me her phone number and we talked for a few minutes a few days before we were to meet.
I had checked in already when she called and said she was in the hotel parking garage. I had a small suite in the hotel that overlooked the water – nice sized living room to go with the bedroom. I went to the lobby to meet her. “L” was wearing a tight white short dress that seemed like it would leave little to the imagination when she sat down. The white accentuated her tanned bronze skin --- a tan I would later find had no tan marks. That was no surprise either. This woman exuded sex appeal.
She smiled when she saw me and we hugged there in the lobby. I kissed her on the cheek like a long lost friend. “Let’s take your things up to the room.” “I didn’t bring that much. Just this small duffle bag.” Off we went to find the elevators to the 6th floor. The room, being a suite was located at the far end from the elevator on a corner of the building. Maybe they figured we would be noisy.. why do you suppose that would be?
Once inside the room, she set down the duffle and sat on the couch. I sat next to her, and asked, “Are you hungry? Want to get something to eat? I understand the hotel restaurant is one of the better restaurants in “J”. “Sure,” she said. Off we went to eat.
She chose fish; I had a small filet. She likes white sweeter wines, so we began with a very nice Reisling, and had a very good bottle of red California blend decanted. The waiter was obviously impressed and would hang around the table a lot, mostly discussing wine with me, but I am sure also gazing that the beauty I was sitting with. Maybe he was trying to figure out how this old guy was sitting with this young sexy woman. Before the main course, we shared an order of deep fried lobster tails, and they were so good we ordered another one. I told the waiter to hold the main dish until we were finished with the lobster tails. Told him we were in no rush, which was both true and not true. As we sat and ate, I did most of the talking telling the story of my aerospace company and people and places that were connected to it. We finished with dessert, and she was telling me her history and a friend she knew from middle school with whom I had also met online (but not in person). Small world. And then it was time for the real dessert.
Back in the room, I called for room service and ordered a bottle of their best champagne and asked for strawberries covered in chocolate. Room service said they could do that. We sat on the couch, and “L” moved into a side by side cuddle and asked how I got started in all these businesses. So as we waited for room service, I was again talking.
Room service arrived. I signed, and sat back on the couch. I opened the champagne, toasted and we drank. I put a strawberry in her mouth. I gazed into her eyes. This time I wrapped my arms around “L” our faces moved toward each other and soon our lips were locked and my tongue was playing in her mouth. We continued to kiss deeply and my hand began to roam up and down her side and down onto her legs and thighs. We kissed and kissed. My hand began to slide up the inside of her thigh and her hand found that I was hard and pulsing. She began to undo my pants. My fingers slid up and down her slit with her panties still in place. I could feel her wetness leaking through her panties, as her hand pulled out my cock. My hand slid inside her panties and my fingers found her clit to massage. And then she was moving down and had my cock in her mouth. She was very good. I was holding her head and trying to reach into her crotch.
I pulled her up and began to take off her clothes. Soon we were both naked, and I led her to the bed. We collapsed on the bed and embraced in a long, long deep kiss as our hands fondled one another. I could feel she was so wet, her clit was aroused and she was moving as I stimulated her with my fingers. I moved down kissing the top of her breasts, sucking on a nipple, kissing her bellybutton, all the time massaging her clit. I was between her legs, my tongue running up and down her slit flicking her clit as it went by. Then her clit was in my mouth as I suck and rolled it. I sucked, rolled, nibbled her clit. My fingers moved in and out of her pussy. She was gyrating and playing with her breasts. Then my hand moved up and played with her breasts, all this time I continued to press, suck, massage and manipulate her clit and finger her pussy. Soon she was gyrating and moaning a little. She was cumming. I continued to suck and stimulate, but she pulled away and said, “Now it is your turn.” How could I refuse?
She moved down on me and was sucking and playing with my erection. I was getting so excited. I pulled her up and rolled her over onto her back, spreading her legs. I pushed in and began to move in and out. I was thrusting and driving and ramming harder and stronger. And then I decided she should be on top. I rolled over and she moved on top of me. She was riding me and moving. She was good.
But then it seemed like a wave swooshed over me. I suddenly felt exhausted. I had not slept more than a few hours a night for the last few days, a full stomach, and several bottles of wine seemed to catch up. Not how I would like the story to end. But it did.
We cuddled and slept. She had to be back by noon the next day, and had a four hour drive. We did not awaken until 8 am and she was gone by 8:15am.. so not even morning sex. Not how I would prefer to end the story. But that is reality.
She did write me this: “It was wonderful seeing you! I had a great time! I got home safely but got a ticket for going 8 over!!!! I'm outraged!!!!” And she said she wanted to see me again. I hope we will.
When the sex is good I sometimes write it up and first send to my partner(s) to correct and critique. Then I share it.
I would like your input. Do you like to read some of these sexcapades in my blog?
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I am different
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Posted:Jan 26, 2016 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Jan 26, 2016 5:31 pm
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I am not an asshole like a lot of the guys on here. I'm different enough to tell you it is worth finding out in person. I like to find girls that I could treat like a princess. Too bad for the girls that are pushed around by dirt poor losers.. I am a real Sugardaddy. This I can tell you. Gifts with a wealthy sugar daddy will be quite different from the simple chocolates and cheap roses a girl is accustomed to. When there is more than enough money to go around, men enjoy spoiling their girls and are often willing to go to extra lengths to please them. Take Hugh Hefner for example, his girlfriends frequently receive extravagant gifts such as cars and jewelry, for him, it isn’t a big deal. The mindset of a wealthy man is quite different from that of the average working joe and really different from the guys who sponge off their girls. That can take some time to get used to.
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Try it agin
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Posted:Jan 25, 2016 9:41 am
Last Updated:May 13, 2024 5:13 pm
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This is part of a blog written by lil_whimsical
"OK guys ... here's the dirty truth ... attractive, mentally stable women don't have no-strings sex with men they meet on the internet (other than maybe once or twice if they've gone through a bad break-up, or they want to try something new).
An attractive woman can pretty much have sex with any guy, at any time, if she makes him believe that she won't want a commitment from him..."
I do believe it is true. If I was not fairly well off financially I am not sure any attractive women online would give me any notice. In real life I do meet females who get to know me and like me enough to have sex. But even at that, I am not sure if it wasn't for my financial situation and profile in the community But online, I am sure no girl would.
I am a sugar daddy. I do like to do nice things for my girls. And some keep coming back. I have had one sugarbabe who has been with me on and off for over eight years. Every time she gets into a serious relationship she deletes me from facebook and when those relationships have ended she adds me back and writes that she wants to see me again. Last week a sugarbabe who had moved away four years ago contacted me. She moved back to Seattle Saturday and wants to pick up where we left off years ago.
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