Eating Pussy 101
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Posted:Nov 15, 2008 3:15 pm
Last Updated:Mar 24, 2009 1:32 am
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So many times you find a guy that simply loves to go downtown for a little meal. Sometimes you find one that simply loves to be able to get a woman off and have her writhe as his face is planted between her legs, her fingers clutching his head or hair as she moans and screams. These are wonderful things. The idea of it is certainly a wonderful thing.
But too many times, well intentioned fellas with all the enthusiasm and the right frame of mind do not get to experience making a woman cum or squirting in his mouth or face. Why?
Even though the desire and willingness to satisfy her is there, more times than not the technique is lacking. Personally, I blame porn. Porn you see is made with men in mind. It is the reason that we will get a 15 minute blowjob scene but when it's his turn to eat her at best he's down there five minutes before cramming his cock into her. And in those five minutes he doesn't really do the things that we as women need doing.
There are some exceptions to the rule of course. You can tell when a man in a porn is -really- into it and if he's just doing it because it's in the script. All the films I've seen Evan Stone in, the man positively loves to get his lady off. He seems reluctant to leave her pussy when clearly the director shoos him off to other things.
So fellas, you want to know some tips and secrets to really make your lady see stars and fireworks and bask in the glow of knowing that you gave her the most incredible orgasm of her life? Well then, read on my curious ones.
First things first, we women are not turned on and do not get aroused as easily as you men. It takes some doing. Touch her, lightly, gently, firmly... I'm not talking about touching her sweet softness just yet but all the other places on her body. Kiss her, nibble along her neck and collar bones and down to the hollow of her throat. Take your time. Use your hands while you kiss and nibble and suckle her soft skin. Take the time to enjoy that feminine softness of her.
Massage her breasts. No.. not manhandle and squeeze like they're stress balls. MASSAGE. Never more than medium firm pressure and lighter on her beautiful breasts. Make her ache for more and need more. By now you probably want to get your mouth on those titties right? Don't go directly to the nipples boys. We have so much more ground to cover there. Lick and tease and kiss all over her breasts, the tops the delicate undersides. Make your way to those nipples slowly. Don't even use your fingers to touch them until finally after she is quivering n anticipation, let your tongue slide slowly over her breast and circle the outer edges of her aureole, working your way towards that (by now) stiff, pert nub of her nipple. Flick it.. lave at it.. until finally your lips close over it, suckling lightly, teasing it with your tongue while it's inside your mouth. Nibble it -gently!- even if she begs for harder stimulation. When her body begins to move and writhe under you, you know it time to move down further south.
As with everything else, take your time as you continue to kiss and lick down her body towards her pussy. Take the time to inhale her scent and steal glances to see if you can see her wetness. Your hands should caress her thighs and calves.
You still haven't even touched her pussy yet and the waiting has likely done it's work, driving her mad with want.
Kiss her inner thighs, the curve of where her ass meets the thigh. At this point your position and hers will be an issue. If you have her on the bed, on her back, grab some pillows and put them under her ass so that it is elevated up a bit, tilting her pelvis upwards. This position makes it easier to reach her pleasure points as well as makes it's easier for her to let go and loose control.
When it is finally time let your tongue lick long broad strokes all over her pussy lips on the outsides. You can (depending on your comfort level and hers with it as well as hygiene being an important factor) let your tongue tickle over the pucker of her ass as well. Just that brief, warm wet contact will make er jump and squirm. It's so taboo, so naughty.
Let the tip of your tongue part her folds and taste that sweetness of her now. Don't probe at her hole right away trying to tongue fuck her. She isn't prepped for it yet. The point of oral sex is not the penetration. That is not the focal point of the act. It is to stimulate and trigger the clit. So while you tickle at her hole and tease her inner folds make your way to her clit.
Every woman is built so differently despite having all the same parts. Think of it like a car. There are tons of cars out there, they all have their individual quirks but all of them have wheels, combustion engines, etc...
You may have to pull back the hood of her clit to expose it. You might not if it is already distended. If she's too sensitive (you've been doing your job well if so) let the hood cover that nub as you lick at it and tickle it with your tongue. Rapid flicks are typically more effective than slow licks on this nub. It is the reason that clit vibrators are so popular.
Don't stop there though...suck that clit into your mouth and tease it, alternating between flicking and suckling. She should be begging for something to fill her by now. She might not do it verbally, we women are taught to be such shy creatures when it comes to sex, but a gently inserted finger into her will let you know. If you are doing it right you'll feel her inner muscles moving around your finger, clenching at it, maybe even trying to push it out. This is a good thing.
Finger technique is crucial at this point. In the porns you see the men just shoving a finger or two in and jabbing back and forth. Fellas... when you're fingering a gal it has nothing to do with how deep you can get it. It has more to do with stimulating and providing resistance and friction to the muscles and tissues that surround the opening. It's the reason that you hear so many women say that it's not length but girth that matters.
When you slide your finger in you're going to be looking for that G-spot. If your finger is in and when you curl it it points down toward her ass it's in the wrong way. Turn that finger around. Your open palm should face upwards toward her pussy. You want to be able to curl it in a 'come hither' manner and have it hit the top of her pussy, under the clit.
What are you doing?!!? Don't stop licking and sucking that clit! Keep doing it. You fellas can multitask can't you? Heck we play with balls and stroke shaft and play with ourselves and several other things while we suck your cock. Let me tell ya, trying to control a gag reflex is not an easy thing. It takes concentration but we do it and manage to do other things as well.
So there you are suckling and licking her clit and your finger (or two) are inside her stroking in and out easily. The tips of your finger should feel for a spongy, stiffer, ridged section of tissue on that upper wall. It's not terribly huge, about the size of a walnut. It should be easy to feel in contrast to the rest of the pillowy softness inside her. The more turned on she is.. the easier it is to find it.
Use your fingers to stroke this ridged tissue as you tease her clit. Don't pull away. Don't let her push you away. If she crawls to the head of the bed stay on it and follow. Do not let up. The pleasure is going to be so intense that she cannot stand it. But if you keep at it she will thank you for it later!
Now some (most) women feel that intense feeling like she is going to pee when she is about to cum, or squirt. We feel it and if we don't know what it is we will freak out and think that that is what we're going to do and try to make you stop. Assure her that it's okay and to just let go. The reason it feels this way is because the ejaculatory fluid that is produced by the Skein's Gland is carried through the paraurethral ducts. So, just like you guys have only one hole to cum and pee from so does the female ejaculate. It does not come from the vagina. It is typically thinner than sperm (though I've been with some guys with pretty thin, runny sperm too!). So your reaction to her squirting and cumming like that is going to be important.
Give her praise, tell her how much you love it, encourage her. Be prepared cause her whole body is going to be shaking and trembling and she won't have control of it right away. Give her a moment, hold her, kiss her, let her come down from that high that you just gave her before you try to get some for yourself. Just because our refractory period is usually shorter than yours after we cum and we are able to cum again quickly does not mean that we don't need some kind of adjustment time.
When she stops shaking violently and catches her breath start kissing her again and ease into it and before you know it you'll be having some of the best sex in your life because you just gave her something that (probably) no one else has ever taken the time or put his own needs on the back burner long enough to give her.
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Fake Photos?
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Posted:Nov 5, 2008 7:51 pm
Last Updated:Nov 24, 2008 11:58 pm
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We all see some impressive photos on here to be sure but when one photo surfaces that is under two different handles that are listed halfway around the globe from one another it makes you go hmmm.
I logged in today and saw the new member photos on the opening page like always and one caught my eye because it is the same as one that is in my Network. Image my surprise when suprlovrundrcovr from Calgary Canada wasn't the person in my Network from Spain tecomotodo1999. Sheesh!
When will people learn that fake photos are NEVER a good idea?
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Posted:Oct 31, 2008 10:41 am
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2009 8:57 pm
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I think that now I can understand why people turn to . With the way money matters are right now a quick 300 or 400 would come in handy. I'm not talking about using the money for frivolous things like clothes or jewels or furs... but rather to pay the car payment, the electric bill, the phone bill, the rent, groceries, etc.. etc...
It's sad when something like this begins to be an appealing prospect just to survive in this economy. When a gal can't get help from government agencies because she ACTUALLY WORKS instead of doing nothing but lay back and mooch off the government and suck up the tax money that we pay by working our asses off and still not being able to make it, the illegal immigrants that are helped by our government.. all these places want to help everyone BUT the ones that are trying to do the right thing and stay with their heads above water. So to those ladies that employ the oldest profession in the world just to get by....my heart goes out to you.
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Pet Peeve: Liars
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Posted:Aug 1, 2008 7:39 am
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2009 9:01 pm
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In general I don't like liars. Being lied to is such a violation of trust. I would rather someone be brutally honest than to lie to me.
You come across it a lot here on LesbianPersonals. Even when you as a person point blank for an honest answer you get a lie for a response. Even worse when they elaborate on such a lie. While I'm not a professional at it I do have pretty good instincts at sniffing bullshit.
Let's just say that those lies and fakes on here? They don't stand much of a chance with me. Sure who wouldn't want to have someone think that they are some tall willowy goddess? Or hulking Adonis? But let's get real folks. We're here to meet other people not to indulge in cyber fantasies. If you lie about yourself don't you think the other person is going to realize the lie when they meet you?
I'm very honest about myself in my profile. I try not to mislead anyone. I don't understand those that do.
So note to all, if you aren't going to be honest, don't step up to me.
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Bisexual or Trysexual?
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Posted:May 8, 2008 2:48 am
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2009 1:45 am
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I have been pondering lately what it would be like to be with a woman. Now we all know that what we fantasize about in our minds is not always as good as it is when it leaves the mind and is brought out into real life. So I have to question if this is one of those cases.
I found myself looking through the Women Seeking Women portion of the site tonight and there are so really beautiful women out there. I got kind of turned on thinking of what it would be like. But I am hesitant. After all, we women are far more critical of each other's flaws than men are of our flaws. What if she doesn't find me appealing? Maybe it's that self consciousness that holds me back. With a man it's different. I -know- that I know how to please a man. I don't have that self consciousness thing when it comes to them. But having never been with a woman I just don't know.
Idealy, if I ever get the courage to act on this, I would like to meet a beautiful woman to experiment with. Maybe we could go to a strip club together (as I have never had the courage to go into one of them alone as a woman). I would like to have the option of being the one that did everything. Meaning, she wouldn't have to reciprocate with me or do anything to me other than let me explore. Let me see what it feels like to touch another woman, to suckle on a breast, to go down on a woman and see if I can make her cum. Kissing would be one thing I think I would need. More of encouragement than anything. Does it sound selfish of me to not want them to do anything to me? I'm not real clear on the etiquette with this sort of thing.
Now if things were to work out to where I am turned on and she has this overwhelming need to reciprocate? Well I really don't see myself saying no honestly. I guess it's just one of those heat of the moment things that you never know about until you do it yourself.
So now I'm unsure of what I should call myself. Having never been with a woman I don't know if that makes me bisexual just because the fantasy is there and that I find other women attractive. Or would I be more of a Trysexual, I won't know till I try it?
Ah well... I guess we'll just have to wait and see. 
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Daddy Issues
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Posted:Apr 15, 2008 10:07 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2008 3:07 pm
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I've never considered myself the type of woman that had what people call Daddy issues. I have always considered myself a strong, independent person. I have my own ideas and opinions and I'm not afraid to politely disagree. However, I have come to realize that I do. They were so subtle that I never realized how much of an impact that the examples that we are given at an early age have echos that impact us for years.
I've always wondered why my standards for a mate were so high. I'd always heard that you subconsciously seek out a mate that is the equivalent of the gender opposite parent. In other words if you're a male you look for someone that is like your mother. If you are female you look for people who are like your father. I was determined to not fall into that trap myself. Perhaps too much so.
I've always wanted someone that would want me, not someone so consumed in their work that it detracts from their home life. But he would have to be a good worker. Someone that strives to help take care of his (hypothetical) family. Someone attentive, respectful, kind. Someone who is not controlling and dominating. Someone that follows through when he begins something. Someone that admits when they are wrong or that they don't know about something. Someone that is not angry all the time and always looking at things in a negative light.
I had an epiphony today. All these bad traits that I avoid like the plague are from things that I detested in my father. I've been so picky because I have been so afraid that I would end up like my mother, a shell of a person dominated into sacrficing my life, my ideas, and my freedom. And so I have always had a very critical and somewhat suspicious eye out for men I have been involved with.
(Will continue when I'm not so tired. Having a hard time making my feelings and thoughts into coherant words.)
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What Men Really Want
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Posted:Oct 26, 2007 7:00 am
Last Updated:Jan 12, 2009 2:17 pm
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I know we have all heard the same thing time and again about how in the long run men want a good woman. A woman of character and integrity and one that he can proudly take home to Mama, yadda yadda yadda. But the reality is that is far from true. They don't want low maintence, independant, non coniving, non bitchy, non clingy, non stupid women.
I have come to this conclusion from all the reality shows out there. Now I'm not an avid viewer of said shows but on occasion I do watch them. From the Bachelor to Age of Love to Rock of Love. it doesn't matter if the man is a celebrity or an average Joe. The truth is they always end up chosing the one that plays the most head games, who schemes the most, and who manipulates the most. Now do they have a long term success rate? Not really but there in should lie the HUGE clue about the women that they chose. Now once in a long while they might pick one that hasn't been that way but not before they let a LOT of the innocent ones that were framed by the manipulators to look bad home first.
It's something I can't wrap my mind around. Why go for the girls that you know will eventually just create drama and make you miserable? Is it a man thing? To say you don't like the drama to look good to the friends but secretly want that psycho drama in your life? Do you really want a jealous possessive, self involved Diva?
I can't...no scratch that.. refuse to be like those women. Unfortunately this also means that I am doomed to see all the good guys go off and get involved with these Psychohose Beasts while the predators of the male species try to prey upon me. And that is so not gonna happen. I've had my fill of the Rebel Without a Clue types. Their cheesey lines and attempts to hide their co-dependant, never grew up and need a mommy to take care of me natures behind their Billy BadAss attitudes. I can see them comin a mile away these days and run the opposite direction.
So why can't the good guys get with the good gals instead of fillin the dance cards of the crazy bitches? It boggles the mind to try to ponder what men really want as opposed to what they SAY they want.
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Transcontinental
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Posted:Oct 9, 2007 6:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2008 2:58 pm
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I usually don't do much in this blog other than post, read replies, and answer replies. But tonight I decided to check out who's checking my blog out and I was kinda of surprised.
There are a lot of people from Kentucky, yes. But there are also people from England, Italy, Germany, Bangcock (my sweet one.. I knew about you. I miss your posts), and Spain. There are people from Massachussetts, Vermont, and other states.
If you think about it this is truly an amazing thing. How in the age of modern technology we are able to make connections with people all over the globe and touch lives and minds.
I'm highly flattered to have the visitors that I do. I would love to hear from some of you that have never posted but have read my blog. Even if it's just a hello. I'd love to know why you visited? What brought you to my tiny little corner of cyberspace?
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Game On
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Posted:Oct 6, 2007 3:53 pm
Last Updated:Oct 6, 2007 4:06 pm
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Okay.. so I've decide to vary my options again. I am not breaking it off totally from Mr. X. No I figure if he sees other people so can I. After all, what's good for the gander is good for the goose. Now don't misinterpret this as cheating. See, you must actually be in a committed relationship to cheat. There is not, nor never has been that with Mr. X. Well maybe on my part there was but never on his. I wasn't aware that when our affair began that there was going to be a revolving front door on his house.
Yes that's right. Once again I let my imagination run away with me. I actually believed that he wanted me for more than just sex. But I found out that I was just one of many and if I weren't available then he had plenty of other numbers in his little black book.
So now he is nothing to me but what I am to him. A booty call if I get an itch that needs to be scratched. Nothing more. If her wants more he's gonna have to work for it. I deserve more than to be played. So now.. I will become the player.
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I Think I've Finally Had Enough
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Posted:Sep 16, 2007 8:17 am
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2008 2:57 pm
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I don't think I can handle my affair with MR. X anymore. There is never the right time to talk. Seriously talk. I wanted to do it face to face but.... there's never a chance. I didn't want to do it over the phone but I guess it'll have to be that way if it comes to it.
You see, I went and let my feelings get involved. I thought maybe... just maybe he was The One. We started out as just friends, had a million things in common. Were buddies even. We could joke around and laugh and whatnot. He trusted me with secrets. Shared things with me that he didn't want everyone else to know.
The fact that he was attracted to me and wanted more than a friendship came as a total and utter surprise to me. I had never assumed anything about anyone before. I'm not one of those conceited girls that go around thinking that everyone wants me. I'm more like one of the guys. So when what I thought was a typical hangout and laugh time turned ended with a kiss.... I was stunned. I didn't know what to think.
It went fairly slow. We talked a lot and cuddled before it got physical. And when we did it was.....amazing. We complimented each other sexually perfectly. He started opening up to me when we were intimate as well. I found out that he had always had a thing for me. He confessed secret desires and inclinations that, if you knew him, you would never guess in a million years. Things that didn't match his public persona at all. He would call several times a day and want to talk for hours. He wanted to see me all the time.
He made me feel special. Wanted.
But then things began to slow down. He didn't call as much. We didn't see each other every day. I guess the newness of it all wore off.
I had suspected that he was seeing other girls as well but it wasn't until just recently that it was confirmed. I couldn't go over to his place one day, or so I thought, because of my schedule. Well plans changed so I thought I'd surprise him. It was me in for the surprise. There was another car at his place. A car that matched the description of the one that a friend had see a woman leaving his place in before.
I guess it just finally sank in to me then.
I was nothing but a booty call. I wasn't special to him. I was an available, warm, willing body. Simple as that.
I can't even really blame him or be angry though. He never made any statements to me directly that said we were exclusive. Never made any commitments. It was my foolish notion. That's all.
I'm the type of person that is monogamous. I am loyal to a fault. I can't blame him for my own desire to be exclusive.
But it hurts... it still hurts.
Maybe if we hadn't been friends then it wouldn't. Maybe the being friends part first makes it worse because you think that a friend at least cares about your feelings and how what they do affects you.
Right now I'm numb. The crying stopped when I drove home. There will probably be more though. Most likely. I just hope that it's not when I tell him that I can't continue our affair the way it is. I don't want to cry in front of him. I know men seem to think that a woman's tears are a form of emotional blackmail and I don't want to come off that way.
But I deserve more. I deserve someone who wants me and only me. Someone that wants to committ to me and look out for me and try to make my life easier. Someone I can do the same for.
I'm not a bad person. I'm not a disagreeable person. I am loyal. I am passionate. I work hard. I need someone in my life that can appreciate that and appreciate me. Someone I don't have to share with everyone else.
I was a fool to be blindsided. To allow myself to believe that this time was different. It's my fault. I should never have let my imagination run away with me.
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Angry, Frustrated, and Feeling Stupid!
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Posted:Aug 31, 2007 3:46 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2008 2:52 pm
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So... I'm still messing around with Mr. X. I don't understand him. AT ALL!!!! One minute he's right there. he's opened up to me and let me in and shows vulnerability. The next he's on higher lock-down than a Federal Prison during a riot.
It hurts. Physically. You feel that ache in your chest and that queasy kinda sensation in the pit of your stomach and your eyes burn cause you don't want to cry.
This is why I didn't want to let anyone in. Why I WASN'T looking for a relationship. Why I shut people out and never let them get close. I have enough stress in my life from day to day without this shit. Seriously.
He has told me how beautiful I am and how much he loves my body and hair and everything about me. (Despite my own doubts to his sanity. I don't have low self esteem but damn.. I know I'm not society's perception of perfect either) His spontaneous emotions and confessions and reactions when we are together are genuine. He's revealed things to me that no one else in our circle of friends would ever dream of him thinking, let alone desiring. So... why the Houdini act? Why the sporadic times of pulling away and not wanting to be available and not wanting to do anything outside of the confines of our residences?
I've about had it. Seriously. The sex is amazing.. great. (Not that I don't have certain things and styles I'd like us to do more of than just the primal, wild animal sex we usually have. But there's always room for improvement.) But, I'm tired of always being the one that is wanted only behind closed doors. I'm sick of being the booty call. All my life that is all I have really ever known.
They always want me... they want how I make them feel. Their bodies react to mine in ways that surprise even them (I had one person in college tell me that it was so intense that it was better than doing drugs. Yeah... musicians... what do you expect.) And no.. this isn't bragging and honestly I don't think i'm some kind of sex Goddess either. I just do what feels right and comes naturally. But it's ALWAYS someone else that they chose to have on their arms in public.
I'm a good person. I'm a very caring and nurturing person. When I give my heart to someone it's theirs and no one else's. I like doing those sweet, thoughtful things for people. I like encouraging them to be who they are and to have that time they need to hang with the boys and do their own thing. I don't smother. I don't control. I don't bitch and whine and moan. I don't manipulate. I don't complain. I don't get jealous for no reason. (Now yes if he was kissing some other girl and/or being groped by one then yeah.. I might feel spikes of jealousy. But not the irrational kind that comes out of nowhere.)I don't do any of those behaviors that drive most guys insane.
So why is it that it's always those bitchy, high-maitenence, whiney ass bitches that always have someone and treat them like crap and I am alone? Is that what i have to be? What I have to become? Do i have to lower my personal standards for myself and become this horrid girlfriendzilla in order to have someone as my significant other?
I don't know how to play this game. Not at all. Head games have never been my thing. I don't know what I should do. Sure the simple answer is.."Ask him point blank." I know. I know.... but then how do you overcome the fear of potentially losing your lover and your friend if point blank freaks him out? Or if he was feeling something and then you saying something freaks him out cause he thinks you are trying to move too fast? ARG!!!! Why is something that should be so damn simple so fucking complicated?!?!?!?!
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Adventures in Loveland?
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Posted:Jun 24, 2007 2:32 pm
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2008 2:50 pm
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Okay so... things were going really well and then.. they got more serious..
That's right folks. We did the deed.
Things were cool for about a week. he was acting giddy as a schoolboy. Grinning and singing and other silly little adorable things when he didn't think I was looking. I took it as a good sign.
But then I noticed that when his phone rang when we were hanging out he didn't answer it. Even though he was expecting a call from work. I know this sounds rather benign and meaningless but for some reason little warning bells started to go off in my head.
I'm fairly certain that he is still communicating with other girls thought I'm not sure if he is actually seeing them. Frankly I don't know where he'd find the time. When he's not working, he's usually with me. Not always but for a good majority of the time. So yes, there is that space space for doubt.
I don't want to be one of those uber suspicious or paranoid women. It seems so pathetic. But at the same time my innate curiousity is driving me crazy.
We haven't directly talked about our situation. We're keeping it on the DL for the moment ( a mutual decision) There's been this and that said but it's never been direct from him. I don't think this is intentional. I think it's more me not knowing how to take things or being able to interpret them in too many different ways and the constant self-questioning and self-doubt.
I thought I was past this part of my life. The insecure phase. The questioning what things are and what they mean and being too damn afraid to ruin a good thing by seeming like I'm pushing by asking questions too soon and trying to move things along too fast.
I'm not like that. Not at all. I just like to know where it is that I'm going. I'm not in any hurry to get there. I like to know the intentions. Cause the last thing I want to do is to let someone in, to start feeling for them something more than friendship if it's one sided. I don't want to feel like a fool and set myself up for failure.
Ideally... I'd like him to either say.. hey this is just a booty call thing... or hey I've had feelings for you for a while now and I'd like to see how this goes. If we could be something serious.
I'm not expecting a wedding proposal or him to ask me to move in or anything. I... just want to know if I can consider the -possibility- of things heading that way or just ignore that altogether. It's frustrating. More so because we started out as friends. I fear losing the friendship if things go south.
What happens if I find out he's seeing someone else? Or if I find out that he's found someone that he wants to be serious with and thus our strange little relationship ends?
So.. I've drawn away slightly. To protect myself. We've went from calling each other several times a day to talking here and there. I almost went two days completely without hearing from him but then he called today. It was brief. But the bitch of it all is.. I wanna go over there and throw him down and just have my way with him. Crazy huh?
is it relationship suicide to be too available? Does it take away that sense of hunt and conquest that men so desire to have someone reliable in their life? Should I 'play hard to get'?
Another thing that bothers me.... he isn't one to be much into kissing. I like to kiss. Kissing is very intimate. Very passionate. Maybe he's afraid too. I have no idea.
But is it a good sign that the songs he starts playing after our first time are songs about how he's found the one and how right the world is now that he's found her and all this other stuff? Not random songs but individually chosen songs. Like going through the play list and picking them out. Is it a subliminal thing?
Any of you menfolk care to share some insight from the male perspective for me cause I could certainly use it right now.
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Throwing in the Towel
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Posted:Jun 19, 2007 3:27 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2024 3:32 pm
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At least for the moment.
yes.. I think there might be hope that maybe.. just maybe.. I have found the One. Or more precisely I suppose you could say The One has found me. Lord knows it hit me out of the blue!
It wasn't something I was looking for or expecting but I'd be crazy not to give it a shot. It's scary and at the same time fantastic. But I guess I'm up for a little adventure in life.
But my fellow Bloglandites... I have no intention of completely disappearing from here. No. I will, most likely, become a more frequent blogger if anything.
Keep your fingers crossed for me.. I'm about to jump into the deep end and see if I can remember how to swim.
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