Friday was a flop with Cougar...and isn't really anything I want to discuss. Had a long enough day as it was, then had to relieve it with Blue Eyes, and still go home and wake up the next morning. Is what it is...not hashing it out again.
Saturday was spent mostly at home putting my desk together with the family. Interesting to see my gf and mother both trying to be the alpha female in the room and claiming dominance. There can only be one lead...who's it going to be!?!? A storm came through and wrecked shop at my parents house. Went over there and picked up the lawn furniture, siding, etc. that was blown all over the place in the pouring rain. It was at this point that I started to feel shitty and it only got worse.
Sunday I met up with a friend of mine and went to go see a Car Show in VA Beach. In my mind I was thinking more along the lines of Tuner Import night, with half naked women modeling against high end custom cars or straddling a pair of 20" Giovianni's...but that wasn't the case. This was more of a family event, some nice women dressed in business clothes, and more like a dealer open than anything else. It was fun to get out of the house and sit in some cars that I'll never own, but wasn't nearly what I expected. I got home feeling even worse than I did when I woke up and assumed I would be calling out of work the next day.
Monday I went to meet my trainer and get my lift on. Sick or not...I'm not going to miss a training day. Called out of work at 330am and headed to the trainers. Had a fantastic lift, good encouragement, came home, showered and passed the fuck out. Woke up, and immediately went to porn and got a good release. Genre was my usual..white women sucking black dick...just doesn't get better than that. Cleaned up, went to Walmart, got some lunch and relaxed for a bit. Got bored and started reading some of the sleezy CL ads online...shit is scary what's out there, but always good entertainment. Stumbled across a women in PA that writes about working in a massage parlor, which then got me thinking into researching those in the area, which then got me looking into finding videos online dealing with that. Amazing what all you can find online. 2nd orgasm was to a tiny Asian giving a hand job to someone in a massage room. Reminds me of all the massages I've had, and how nice it would have been for E to finish me off that way ;) Never happened, but nonetheless fun to think about. Showered, cleaned up and watched some TV.
I'm not sure what caused me to go back to porn the 3rd time that day, but I did. This time I went and browsed through some of my favorite videos of girls dancing. No nudity, just thongs and that ass shakin' like no other! Spiced it up a bit and put a webcam up and had it pointed at the goods. Got lucky and didn't take long until a female was interested in watching the orgasm. Another shower, cleaned up, and got ready to go out to dinner when the gf got home from work.
All in all...nothing special or crazy this weekend. Just another day. At work now still sick dealing with the idiots.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
League Night
League was something special last night. My parents were out of town for the funeral service. We picked up one sub, and friend of my brothers to bowl with us. The team we were bowling against are nice people, but one of the guys always wears compression socks and a matching compression sleeve. It's entirely over the top and looks ridiculous, so my brother and I thought we would clown on him and wear matching outfits with matching compression socks and sleeves. It was priceless, we got the laughs and jokes we were expecting we would. All was well.
Our sub is a petite, 21 year old dirty blonde with one child. She can't weigh more than 105lbs soaking wet, very flirtatious and friendly and had just had an argument with her boyfriend who was also there. So she was laying on the flirtation thick to get back at him I feel. He's twice her age, as she used to be the baby sitter for him and was fucking him while he was still married. Gotta love that scenario...I'm sure there is a porn out there for it too. LOL. Anyway...I kept wondering what it would be like to have a spinner like that again. I've only had one very short girl like that and it was a lot of fun. Now that I'm stronger...I can only imagine how easy it would be to walk around the house with her and fuck her wherever and however I wanted. I enjoyed my neck and back being rubbed while we were waiting for our next throws.
Cougar was bowling on the pair of lanes next to us... and I could tell she wasn't feeling what she was seeing. Woman are so territorial...although...I'm not "hers" as she makes it perfectly clear with her flaky decisions on wanting to hang out or not. Cougar had her hair pinned back out of her face and the rest of it loosely curled. Tight washed out jeans, and an sweatshirt for where she works. We gave each other high favs, a few winks, and are counting down the hours until she comes to see me...which should be 5.5 hours from the time of writing this post. We'll see if she follows through.
Our lanes broke down midway through the first game, which forced us to delay for 45 min and then be moved to the end of the alley. It sucked...being that far away, and not being able to watch Cougar lean down to to throw her ball, the jeans stretching across her rear end. Sigh... I digress. I still had our sub to look at for the remainder of the evening as well as a couple that was open bowling on the lanes beside us to the right. The looked like an alternative couple, piercings/tattoos, type of clothing they were wearing.
She was probably 5'8, size 8, 145-155lbs, timid, a lot of piercings and had her hair died two toned with shades of purple. The hair is what caught my attention first as it isn't a color that you see on a day to day basis. We made eye contact a few times and so figured I would try to start cracking some jokes on my brother and sub to see if she was paying attention. She as, and laughed along, and which point it gave me the clear signal to involve her in the jokes. She didn't seem to mind and by the end of the evening was talking to us and getting in on the conversation. I didn't really have a very strong sexual reaction to her but I won't forget her hair and how the small stud looked in her nose. Very cute. Her boyfriend/husband didn't look to amused, but he'll live. I feel I didn't cross any serious boundaries as there were no formal introductions with names, no touch barriers crossed (hand shake or hug), and no sexual comments at all. Good clean fun...and laughing to the point of tears. :)
By the time I got home it was close to 1030, showered and got ready for fwb wife to come over. Her hubby gave her a pass to come and get her cravings satisfied. That will have to be entire post to itself...if I ever get to it. I will say this though...for any man that has never experienced deepthroating...and I mean true deepthroating it's an experience like none other...and I was glad to finally have experienced it for the first time.
Our sub is a petite, 21 year old dirty blonde with one child. She can't weigh more than 105lbs soaking wet, very flirtatious and friendly and had just had an argument with her boyfriend who was also there. So she was laying on the flirtation thick to get back at him I feel. He's twice her age, as she used to be the baby sitter for him and was fucking him while he was still married. Gotta love that scenario...I'm sure there is a porn out there for it too. LOL. Anyway...I kept wondering what it would be like to have a spinner like that again. I've only had one very short girl like that and it was a lot of fun. Now that I'm stronger...I can only imagine how easy it would be to walk around the house with her and fuck her wherever and however I wanted. I enjoyed my neck and back being rubbed while we were waiting for our next throws.
Cougar was bowling on the pair of lanes next to us... and I could tell she wasn't feeling what she was seeing. Woman are so territorial...although...I'm not "hers" as she makes it perfectly clear with her flaky decisions on wanting to hang out or not. Cougar had her hair pinned back out of her face and the rest of it loosely curled. Tight washed out jeans, and an sweatshirt for where she works. We gave each other high favs, a few winks, and are counting down the hours until she comes to see me...which should be 5.5 hours from the time of writing this post. We'll see if she follows through.
Our lanes broke down midway through the first game, which forced us to delay for 45 min and then be moved to the end of the alley. It sucked...being that far away, and not being able to watch Cougar lean down to to throw her ball, the jeans stretching across her rear end. Sigh... I digress. I still had our sub to look at for the remainder of the evening as well as a couple that was open bowling on the lanes beside us to the right. The looked like an alternative couple, piercings/tattoos, type of clothing they were wearing.
She was probably 5'8, size 8, 145-155lbs, timid, a lot of piercings and had her hair died two toned with shades of purple. The hair is what caught my attention first as it isn't a color that you see on a day to day basis. We made eye contact a few times and so figured I would try to start cracking some jokes on my brother and sub to see if she was paying attention. She as, and laughed along, and which point it gave me the clear signal to involve her in the jokes. She didn't seem to mind and by the end of the evening was talking to us and getting in on the conversation. I didn't really have a very strong sexual reaction to her but I won't forget her hair and how the small stud looked in her nose. Very cute. Her boyfriend/husband didn't look to amused, but he'll live. I feel I didn't cross any serious boundaries as there were no formal introductions with names, no touch barriers crossed (hand shake or hug), and no sexual comments at all. Good clean fun...and laughing to the point of tears. :)
By the time I got home it was close to 1030, showered and got ready for fwb wife to come over. Her hubby gave her a pass to come and get her cravings satisfied. That will have to be entire post to itself...if I ever get to it. I will say this though...for any man that has never experienced deepthroating...and I mean true deepthroating it's an experience like none other...and I was glad to finally have experienced it for the first time.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Goosebumps
Goosebumps...
The room is chilled. Skin cold and tingly. All those hair follicles standing on end. I wonder what it would feel like to have my tongue licking the skin along the seems of her low V cut low sleeve fitted sweater that outline her breasts. Her tight firm breasts sitting perky and at attention. Her cleavage tempting desires beyond my reach. She tans, her skin is flawless, perfect...I can imagine it glistening moist from a hot steamy shower. She's looking at me, and I'm trying to listen. Between her mouth moving, her lips smacking, her hair laying board straight across her body, it's difficult to hold a conversation. It's difficult right now to pay attention. The blood is rushing to accommodate the bulge between my legs. She's married. She's flirty. She's REALLY friendly. She invited me to come down and talk to her to give her a break from work. She's tempting...ever so fucking tempting. We were alone for about 10 minutes before others entered the warehouse, but those 10 minutes felt like an eternity with everything else that was rushing through my head. Wondering what kind of bra she was wearing? What color panties? Does she swallow? Is she into anal? Could we get away with fucking here in the warehouse? Would she cheat on her husband? What does her hair smell like?
Maybe this is why I feel guilty when my office wife saw who I was talking too (earlier post) in IM. The chick I'm talking about above...is the warehouse girl that I've kept in the friend zone. What I say to her keeps me int he friendzone...I guess I should clarify...but what's going on in my head is anything but.
And tomorrow...we're going to lunch together...not the first time...and probably not the last...but you can imagine if 10 minutes has me thinking those things, what will an hour do.
The room is chilled. Skin cold and tingly. All those hair follicles standing on end. I wonder what it would feel like to have my tongue licking the skin along the seems of her low V cut low sleeve fitted sweater that outline her breasts. Her tight firm breasts sitting perky and at attention. Her cleavage tempting desires beyond my reach. She tans, her skin is flawless, perfect...I can imagine it glistening moist from a hot steamy shower. She's looking at me, and I'm trying to listen. Between her mouth moving, her lips smacking, her hair laying board straight across her body, it's difficult to hold a conversation. It's difficult right now to pay attention. The blood is rushing to accommodate the bulge between my legs. She's married. She's flirty. She's REALLY friendly. She invited me to come down and talk to her to give her a break from work. She's tempting...ever so fucking tempting. We were alone for about 10 minutes before others entered the warehouse, but those 10 minutes felt like an eternity with everything else that was rushing through my head. Wondering what kind of bra she was wearing? What color panties? Does she swallow? Is she into anal? Could we get away with fucking here in the warehouse? Would she cheat on her husband? What does her hair smell like?
Maybe this is why I feel guilty when my office wife saw who I was talking too (earlier post) in IM. The chick I'm talking about above...is the warehouse girl that I've kept in the friend zone. What I say to her keeps me int he friendzone...I guess I should clarify...but what's going on in my head is anything but.
And tomorrow...we're going to lunch together...not the first time...and probably not the last...but you can imagine if 10 minutes has me thinking those things, what will an hour do.
Creepy Or Just Detail Oriented?
I'm a detailed oriented person. I focus on the small things that people over look. I look for the things that most wouldn't think to look at and am very good and putting things together. It's how I've been naturally all my life, it's how I catch people lying at work, and it's what's required for me to do well in the Computer Forensic arena if I want to continue along those lines in my career path. To get to the point of this post....
A few weeks ago a coworker and I decided to go to lunch on post. We decided to go eat at Popeye's, the best friend chicken on the planet. I was excited for more than just the chicken. There is a girl that works outside at the gas station on post. I don't know her name, but I feel like she looks like a Beth.
Beth is about 5'7, if I had to guess maybe a size 6-8, and 135lbs. She wears painted on black pants and her uniform shirt for the base gas station. She has a small diamond stud in her left nostril. Green eyes. Dyed jet black hair, that's cut short to about her jaw line, layered where it's longer in the front of her face than it is in the back of her head. She has a few freckles that cross over her knows and cheeks. Perfect white teeth. Nicely shaped lips.
I told my buddy that my "girl" will be walking into Popeye's in a few minutes. He looks at me jokingly and says what do you mean? I said...my girl "Beth"...she works outside, she comes inside around 1115-1130 to use the restroom and text on her phone.
Buddy: "You can't be serious right, you know when she comes inside, kinda creepy man, almost stalkerish?"
Me: " How so man? You know I'm detailed oriented. It's a pattern, I've noticed her before because she's hot as fuck and has done the same thing twice, so, I'm just assuming she will do it again"
Buddy: "Whatever an, no way, I bet you're wrong."
We get our food and sit down. I look up...and there she is...walking inside, along the length of the window, by our table and toward the restrooms. Look at my phone, time is 1123. We get a good laugh. She comes out and hangs out (and I feel this is purposely), not 5 feet from our table and starts texting on her phone. Her ass is just screaming in those pants, thick, meaty, juicy, has that perfect lip that hangs over that I want my hands to slide into you. She moves forward some and stretches near the windows and then makes her way outside again.
My buddy reminded me again that he thought it was creepy that I know a total stranger's pee cycle lol. I guess on the outside it is odd, but if you know me, it's really not that far out of the norm. People are creatures of habit and routine. It's how we feel structure in our lives, I just happened to pick up on a small routine of hers because she is highly attractive to me.
So strangers...is that Creepy or is that just part of my personality traits coming through?
A few weeks ago a coworker and I decided to go to lunch on post. We decided to go eat at Popeye's, the best friend chicken on the planet. I was excited for more than just the chicken. There is a girl that works outside at the gas station on post. I don't know her name, but I feel like she looks like a Beth.
Beth is about 5'7, if I had to guess maybe a size 6-8, and 135lbs. She wears painted on black pants and her uniform shirt for the base gas station. She has a small diamond stud in her left nostril. Green eyes. Dyed jet black hair, that's cut short to about her jaw line, layered where it's longer in the front of her face than it is in the back of her head. She has a few freckles that cross over her knows and cheeks. Perfect white teeth. Nicely shaped lips.
I told my buddy that my "girl" will be walking into Popeye's in a few minutes. He looks at me jokingly and says what do you mean? I said...my girl "Beth"...she works outside, she comes inside around 1115-1130 to use the restroom and text on her phone.
Buddy: "You can't be serious right, you know when she comes inside, kinda creepy man, almost stalkerish?"
Me: " How so man? You know I'm detailed oriented. It's a pattern, I've noticed her before because she's hot as fuck and has done the same thing twice, so, I'm just assuming she will do it again"
Buddy: "Whatever an, no way, I bet you're wrong."
We get our food and sit down. I look up...and there she is...walking inside, along the length of the window, by our table and toward the restrooms. Look at my phone, time is 1123. We get a good laugh. She comes out and hangs out (and I feel this is purposely), not 5 feet from our table and starts texting on her phone. Her ass is just screaming in those pants, thick, meaty, juicy, has that perfect lip that hangs over that I want my hands to slide into you. She moves forward some and stretches near the windows and then makes her way outside again.
My buddy reminded me again that he thought it was creepy that I know a total stranger's pee cycle lol. I guess on the outside it is odd, but if you know me, it's really not that far out of the norm. People are creatures of habit and routine. It's how we feel structure in our lives, I just happened to pick up on a small routine of hers because she is highly attractive to me.
So strangers...is that Creepy or is that just part of my personality traits coming through?
Just another day....
Today, my 2 year old 2nd cousin is being buried. He died of health complications (we think), but there is an investigation underway as well. It's a sad thing. I never saw him, didn't really know him as I'm not close with that side of my family but it doesn't change the fact that it's a sad event. I won't be attending the service as it's to far away and I don't have the time to take off of work right now. :(
Yesterday I was notified that my training budget was being taken away from me and given to this fucker who now sits behind me so that he can get xyz certification for a job he won't be doing. I don't know how much longer I can sit here at this desk and continue to let these motherfuckers defecate in my mouth. I get zero respect at this job, and it seems impossible to find something new or comparable to what I'm currently doing.
I'm going to a car show on Sunday. Excited. I haven't been to one in years. Going with someone who I work with but we have a strange friendship. He can be an ass and when I've had enough I tend to keep my distance. His 6 year relationship ended not to long ago, so I'm sure he is still feeling lonely...whatever, gets me out of the house and doing something I haven't done in a long time.
I got home yesterday flustered and frustrated from the 2nd paragraph above. Pounded down a zero calorie energy drink, picked up some supplements I ordered from my trainer, picked up my client and went to the gym to train him and myself. There were a group of 3 guys there that were being obnoxious cock bites, giggling like little bitches, utilizing all kinds of equipment, and lifting not much of anything. I'm not one to judge what one can do...I started off at the bottom, but it's people like them that kept me from going to a gym. Yelling, grunting, screaming, cracking jokes and ripping on one another while everyone else tries to move around their circus to get their workouts in. Long story short I should thank them as they fueled the rage for me to deadlift 405lbs for 5 repetitions. I've been able to do single reps for some time now, but never set of 5. I'm paying the price for it today as my lower back is screaming but I'm happy with my progress.
Got home, stroked my cock (did not orgasm) to some porn and logged into the site to see if there were any new messages or requests. Replied to some, peeped at a couple new profiles and called it a day. Showered, waited for my gf to come home so we could start season 3 of Downton Abbey.
Yesterday my office wife came and sat at my desk for a while to chit chat. I had my screens unlocked on my work computer and she noticed that I had a IM window open and had been chatting with someone. She inquired who it was and leaned in and recognized that it was the girl from the warehouse downstairs. She is the younger girl that I've thought about sleeping with but have kept a great job of keeping it in the friendzone. I've gone to lunch with her a few times and shouldn't be made into a large deal. Point being, I think office wife got instantly jealous. Her mood changed, her body language, she shut down on me and I immediately started panicking as if I had done something wrong or was just caught cheating. I started instantly reassuring her, letting her know it was nothing she needed to worry about and that nothing was going on. Is my platonic emotional connection to this married woman so strong that I feel guilty having her know I talk to other females?? Why is that? It honestly shouldn't matter who the fuck I talk to as we aren't an item, but yet...I felt bad after she left as if I had done something wrong. Ironically...the dominant man that I man turns submissive to her alpha female personality.
I spoke with cougar on the way into work today. Looking forward to seeing her tonight bowling and taking in her scent. I can smell her now while I type this, just thinking of her hair and body wash. I might even get lucky and get to see her tomorrow before I go see Blue Eyes. I could use her hands on my lower back right now...massage sounds nice right about now.
Yesterday I was notified that my training budget was being taken away from me and given to this fucker who now sits behind me so that he can get xyz certification for a job he won't be doing. I don't know how much longer I can sit here at this desk and continue to let these motherfuckers defecate in my mouth. I get zero respect at this job, and it seems impossible to find something new or comparable to what I'm currently doing.
I'm going to a car show on Sunday. Excited. I haven't been to one in years. Going with someone who I work with but we have a strange friendship. He can be an ass and when I've had enough I tend to keep my distance. His 6 year relationship ended not to long ago, so I'm sure he is still feeling lonely...whatever, gets me out of the house and doing something I haven't done in a long time.
I got home yesterday flustered and frustrated from the 2nd paragraph above. Pounded down a zero calorie energy drink, picked up some supplements I ordered from my trainer, picked up my client and went to the gym to train him and myself. There were a group of 3 guys there that were being obnoxious cock bites, giggling like little bitches, utilizing all kinds of equipment, and lifting not much of anything. I'm not one to judge what one can do...I started off at the bottom, but it's people like them that kept me from going to a gym. Yelling, grunting, screaming, cracking jokes and ripping on one another while everyone else tries to move around their circus to get their workouts in. Long story short I should thank them as they fueled the rage for me to deadlift 405lbs for 5 repetitions. I've been able to do single reps for some time now, but never set of 5. I'm paying the price for it today as my lower back is screaming but I'm happy with my progress.
Got home, stroked my cock (did not orgasm) to some porn and logged into the site to see if there were any new messages or requests. Replied to some, peeped at a couple new profiles and called it a day. Showered, waited for my gf to come home so we could start season 3 of Downton Abbey.
Yesterday my office wife came and sat at my desk for a while to chit chat. I had my screens unlocked on my work computer and she noticed that I had a IM window open and had been chatting with someone. She inquired who it was and leaned in and recognized that it was the girl from the warehouse downstairs. She is the younger girl that I've thought about sleeping with but have kept a great job of keeping it in the friendzone. I've gone to lunch with her a few times and shouldn't be made into a large deal. Point being, I think office wife got instantly jealous. Her mood changed, her body language, she shut down on me and I immediately started panicking as if I had done something wrong or was just caught cheating. I started instantly reassuring her, letting her know it was nothing she needed to worry about and that nothing was going on. Is my platonic emotional connection to this married woman so strong that I feel guilty having her know I talk to other females?? Why is that? It honestly shouldn't matter who the fuck I talk to as we aren't an item, but yet...I felt bad after she left as if I had done something wrong. Ironically...the dominant man that I man turns submissive to her alpha female personality.
I spoke with cougar on the way into work today. Looking forward to seeing her tonight bowling and taking in her scent. I can smell her now while I type this, just thinking of her hair and body wash. I might even get lucky and get to see her tomorrow before I go see Blue Eyes. I could use her hands on my lower back right now...massage sounds nice right about now.
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Women - Primal Perspective
There are a variety of things that make a woman beautiful. Beauty goes beyond the surface and I hope that this post doesn't make me sound shallow, but the intent of this post is merely to highlight the sexual side of me when I view women. These thoughts go through my mind whether I'm ordering food through a drive through, passing them on the highway for a split second, or am having a long conversation with them. It's just part of a systematic approach for me that the primal side controls instinctively almost. Depending on the season, the intensity gets dialed up based on the clothing that is being worn and how much "skin" is available to take in visually.
Eyes
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One of the first things that I look at with a women are her eyes. In conversation, eye contact is key and I feel it is the easiest way to read a person, along with other body language clues. The eyes give everything away, comfort level, if you're connected with someone, if they are telling the truth or are comfortable with the topic at hand, etc. Sexually, I'm aroused by sound and site. Touch is key...but it's why I typically have porn running in the background because the sounds of sex are so extremely stimulating to me. I'm an oral addict...and viewing a passionate woman looking up at you with her eyes is incredible. The dominate side of me loves the levels of this...sitting, her kneeling, standing w/ her kneeling...it's the perception of being above and in control while she looks up at you, serving you. This is why reading the eyes is so important...and you can quickly determine if they love what their doing, or if this is more of a chore for them.
Mouth / Teeth
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I tend to focus on the mouth during conversation, as it helps me listen (as long as I don't get distracted). I focus on the fullness of the lips, the shape and contour of them...how they fit to their face. The shapes of her teeth, how well she takes care of them. The movements of her mouth while she is speaking, the movement of her tongue with words. Does she have an active tongue while talking? I wonder what it would feel like to suck on her tongue. Sexually....as already stated, blowjobs are very important to me. I can get distracted by thoughts of what her eyes and mouth look like while sucking my cock. Whether it's licking the V beneath my head, or her lips wrapped and outlining the head of my cock. I look at multiple still picture galleries as well of just snap shots of women giving head. I feel you can just visual the moment, I picture myself being there...except my cock in place of the strangers. The smile and LOVE some women express for orally pleasing someone is priceless in these snippets of time.
Legs / Thighs / Ass
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I'm more of a lower body guy than upper body guy. Put simply, I'm more an ass man than a breasts man...but I do appreciate them! :) Tall or short...a womans legs are just something sexy. They can be accented so well with different clothing, and it's just a tease for me mentally. I want to follow my hands along them. I want to feel the strength and firmness of them. I want my hands to slide up behind them and have my hands get caught in what I call the ass cleavage. That sweet spot where the booty hangs over the edge of her hamstrings and just creates that lip/edge to get caught on. I have always worshiped the ass of the girl I'm dating or playing with. I love to grab it while I'm making out, squeeze it while I'm fucking, spank it while flirting in the grocery store, or grip her hips/thighs while she's sitting on my face eating that sweet pussy. I love the contours of panties on a woman's ass. Thongs, cheekies, bikini cut, boy shorts...I don't care...they all look great although cheekies are my favorite. Something about them not quite being a thong, but not full coverage and having the bottom of the ass hanging out of them. I like knowing what panties a girl is wearing. Not only is it naughty, but I like knowing what "others" can't see. I frequently watch girls dancing in panties on my porn sites, and it's why I enjoy strip clubs. I love watching a woman control her hips and dance, it's almost trance like if she is very good. I don't prefer nude girls, so VA is ok for me lol.
Lower Back "Back Dimples"
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The area on a woman that's known to house the tramp stamps, sometimes slightly lower. I call them back dimples, because similar to dimples on someone's face, you can sometimes find two small dimples in the lower back region of a woman. I believe all woman have it, it's just not always visible on all woman. I believe it's a major source of sexual stimulation for me because of my love for a woman's ass. These dimples...are they perfect location for my thumbs to be placed when I have my hands gripping a woman's waist line and I'm fucking her from behind. It's like it was meant to be there for that reason...fit's like a glove, and feels as though I have full control her body's motion. It's just perfect.
These four areas listed are probably the top things that I look at or try to look at when I'm looking at an attractive woman. Guaranteed to happen, without second thought, almost like breathing...it just happens without thinking.
Eyes
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One of the first things that I look at with a women are her eyes. In conversation, eye contact is key and I feel it is the easiest way to read a person, along with other body language clues. The eyes give everything away, comfort level, if you're connected with someone, if they are telling the truth or are comfortable with the topic at hand, etc. Sexually, I'm aroused by sound and site. Touch is key...but it's why I typically have porn running in the background because the sounds of sex are so extremely stimulating to me. I'm an oral addict...and viewing a passionate woman looking up at you with her eyes is incredible. The dominate side of me loves the levels of this...sitting, her kneeling, standing w/ her kneeling...it's the perception of being above and in control while she looks up at you, serving you. This is why reading the eyes is so important...and you can quickly determine if they love what their doing, or if this is more of a chore for them.
Mouth / Teeth
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I tend to focus on the mouth during conversation, as it helps me listen (as long as I don't get distracted). I focus on the fullness of the lips, the shape and contour of them...how they fit to their face. The shapes of her teeth, how well she takes care of them. The movements of her mouth while she is speaking, the movement of her tongue with words. Does she have an active tongue while talking? I wonder what it would feel like to suck on her tongue. Sexually....as already stated, blowjobs are very important to me. I can get distracted by thoughts of what her eyes and mouth look like while sucking my cock. Whether it's licking the V beneath my head, or her lips wrapped and outlining the head of my cock. I look at multiple still picture galleries as well of just snap shots of women giving head. I feel you can just visual the moment, I picture myself being there...except my cock in place of the strangers. The smile and LOVE some women express for orally pleasing someone is priceless in these snippets of time.
Legs / Thighs / Ass
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I'm more of a lower body guy than upper body guy. Put simply, I'm more an ass man than a breasts man...but I do appreciate them! :) Tall or short...a womans legs are just something sexy. They can be accented so well with different clothing, and it's just a tease for me mentally. I want to follow my hands along them. I want to feel the strength and firmness of them. I want my hands to slide up behind them and have my hands get caught in what I call the ass cleavage. That sweet spot where the booty hangs over the edge of her hamstrings and just creates that lip/edge to get caught on. I have always worshiped the ass of the girl I'm dating or playing with. I love to grab it while I'm making out, squeeze it while I'm fucking, spank it while flirting in the grocery store, or grip her hips/thighs while she's sitting on my face eating that sweet pussy. I love the contours of panties on a woman's ass. Thongs, cheekies, bikini cut, boy shorts...I don't care...they all look great although cheekies are my favorite. Something about them not quite being a thong, but not full coverage and having the bottom of the ass hanging out of them. I like knowing what panties a girl is wearing. Not only is it naughty, but I like knowing what "others" can't see. I frequently watch girls dancing in panties on my porn sites, and it's why I enjoy strip clubs. I love watching a woman control her hips and dance, it's almost trance like if she is very good. I don't prefer nude girls, so VA is ok for me lol.
Lower Back "Back Dimples"
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The area on a woman that's known to house the tramp stamps, sometimes slightly lower. I call them back dimples, because similar to dimples on someone's face, you can sometimes find two small dimples in the lower back region of a woman. I believe all woman have it, it's just not always visible on all woman. I believe it's a major source of sexual stimulation for me because of my love for a woman's ass. These dimples...are they perfect location for my thumbs to be placed when I have my hands gripping a woman's waist line and I'm fucking her from behind. It's like it was meant to be there for that reason...fit's like a glove, and feels as though I have full control her body's motion. It's just perfect.
These four areas listed are probably the top things that I look at or try to look at when I'm looking at an attractive woman. Guaranteed to happen, without second thought, almost like breathing...it just happens without thinking.
Jan 7th - Evening
I got home yesterday and logged right into the sex website. I had 5 messages waiting and 3 friend requests waiting to be approved. Answered all the messages and replied back to the emails that I got. There are a few women from Germany now on my friend list so it has given me a chance to brush up on my German writing. European chicks seem to be "freakier" too, so I enjoy their home made videos and what they have pinned as their favorite vids on their profiles.
2nd day now that Cougar wasn't able to meet. I'm letting it go and not getting upset about it. I will wait to see if she text messages me today, let her make the first move.
I got on Skype and talked to J.V. who was at work at the time. She instantly knew that I was watching porn on the side and laughed, stating I'm so predicable. I wasn't ashamed and she didn't mind watching, so I adjusted the camera angle so that she could watch while she was at work doing her thing. I watched a few videos, sent a few friend requests out, and chatted with her. I had a continuous erection from about 330 till 445 or so, never allowing myself go to soft. I finished by watching the video I described of the fwb wife eating the cum off of my chest, said good bye to J.V. During this time I was also texting fwb wife (A.T.) and she is planning on driving up late Thursday to get her fix in. We'll see if I can manage it time wise, not sure yet.
GF walked in as I was stepping out of the shower and was shaving my face. We had idle conversation about how our days went and such. She grabbed me and played with my balls for a second and I told her they were heavy...she rolled them in her hands and pushed me to bed and started having sex. I was mentally distracted from thinking of the vids, cougar, possible getting that amazing head on Thursday. She was very persistent on wanting to ride me (the position she likes to finish in mostly). I denied her and just kept it missionary, and the whole thing lasted no more than 15 minutes. I got my release, she didn't...this is twice now that this has happened. She even asked me if I was "feeling" ok, and I brushed it off and said I"m fine, just must have been sensitive when really I'm just being passive aggressive, making sure I get mine and not getting her hers.
2nd day now that Cougar wasn't able to meet. I'm letting it go and not getting upset about it. I will wait to see if she text messages me today, let her make the first move.
I got on Skype and talked to J.V. who was at work at the time. She instantly knew that I was watching porn on the side and laughed, stating I'm so predicable. I wasn't ashamed and she didn't mind watching, so I adjusted the camera angle so that she could watch while she was at work doing her thing. I watched a few videos, sent a few friend requests out, and chatted with her. I had a continuous erection from about 330 till 445 or so, never allowing myself go to soft. I finished by watching the video I described of the fwb wife eating the cum off of my chest, said good bye to J.V. During this time I was also texting fwb wife (A.T.) and she is planning on driving up late Thursday to get her fix in. We'll see if I can manage it time wise, not sure yet.
GF walked in as I was stepping out of the shower and was shaving my face. We had idle conversation about how our days went and such. She grabbed me and played with my balls for a second and I told her they were heavy...she rolled them in her hands and pushed me to bed and started having sex. I was mentally distracted from thinking of the vids, cougar, possible getting that amazing head on Thursday. She was very persistent on wanting to ride me (the position she likes to finish in mostly). I denied her and just kept it missionary, and the whole thing lasted no more than 15 minutes. I got my release, she didn't...this is twice now that this has happened. She even asked me if I was "feeling" ok, and I brushed it off and said I"m fine, just must have been sensitive when really I'm just being passive aggressive, making sure I get mine and not getting her hers.
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