Men don't have on/off switches either...
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Posted:Nov 20, 2009 7:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2009 9:18 pm
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It's all too often said that women don't just have an ON/OFF switch. Even if it is true (more on this later), it has to be understood that men don't either.
Where as for the most part its difficult for a woman to turn ON and easy for them to be turned off, its the opposite for men. And yes, I know the women that read this will say something like "tell me what I don't know" or "just typical male behavior". I'll let you ladies in on a BIG secret. And I'm breaking a sacred trust doing this; but, there are times when we men wish it were easy for us to just turn it OFF. We don't always want that nagging, demanding, bestial hunger that seems to come from an inch or two outside our body just under our crotch. Women are fond of saying things like "men think with their smaller head", try a little lower. Its that little bag of skin holding those tender glands that often screams at us and cause us to be distracted by you without us realizing it most of the time.
When there's nothing we can do about it, it can be pretty damn uncomfortable. Not in a painful kind of way, but in a way similar to being very hungry is uncomfortable. Thing is... like I said, it actually feels like its coming from OUTSIDE us. Difficult concept for many women to understand I'm sure, but true none the less. So, I have to ask you ladies, how many of you have what seems like an outside force you can't see, cause a boiling hunger in your blood?
So try to be a little understanding sometimes, when a guy seems a little stuck on sex. Its not a urge we can dismiss, anymore than you can the mood swings you suffer during your period.
Now, as for women not having a switch. Its true, they don't have A switch. They have an entire breaker box full of them. And they have to be switched on in the right order, or nothing's gonna happen. Like the scene in Apollo 13 where the guy is trying to figure our what order to turn the equipment on, hit the wrong one at the wrong time and its all over and you have to start again.
Want to know the BIG switch though??? Its the main one. Without it, don't even try to flip the rest. So, what is it marked as??? The label reads "RELAXED". If she can't get in that state, she can't get any farther along on her sexual circuit... After that, the differences in the women themselves dictate what order the rest need to be flipped on. Just be careful, as I said, the wrong one at the wrong time and you basically can reset the entire board, all the way back to the "relaxed" switch.
Just something to think about.
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My life 2...
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Posted:Nov 15, 2009 7:14 am
Last Updated:Nov 20, 2009 9:18 pm
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November, has been a bit depressing for me for a few years now. Don't get me wrong. I'm thankful for everything. It was just during this time of year, that I lost someone extremely special and dear to me. My Grandma. She pretty much raised me. Always wanted only the best for me, but was more determined that I grow into a good man and person than just giving me things.
Even though its been 12 years since she passed, I still miss her so much. I regret that she never got to meet the woman that would become my wife, and that I hadn't told her I was going to be a father. If I could have anything I wished for come true, it would be that I could show my to her. She would love him as much as I do.
Those holidays that year, were some of the darkest in my life. It wasn't until my was born in the February after, that I was able to start letting her go.
My ... He's changed my life. As a baby, he often slept on my chest when I napped during the day. (I worked a late shift, and she worked days) There was once that I was suffering from an inflammation in the lining around my lungs. I could hardly sleep, couldn't lay flat at all, and could hardly breath. He got sick one night. Had an awful fever. In spite of the pain and exhaustion I was feeling from it, I stayed up the entire night letting him lay on my chest, and keeping him cooled with a damp washcloth. In spite of the physical misery I had suffered, I would happily go through it all again for him.
Lol... now, he's starting to get taller. He's in the Boy Scouts. Great grades in school, except for that slipping grade in math. And just a fantastic all around.
My wife tolerates a lot from me. She knows I have a profile on here and that I come on looking and browsing. She knows I've talked with other ladies. But most importantly, she knows I'll keep my hands to myself. She does feel jealous and a bit angry about it sometimes. She knows my desires and interests. But she also knows my passwords. I don't hide anything from her.  So, she puts up with me.
Have I met anyone off of LesbianPersonals? But, with one or two exceptions, only in public. And with those exceptions, I wouldn't let anything happen, because I know how it would hurt her. I'm sure that there are some that will say 'bullshit'. Yeah, I may have wanted to, and been able to punch a hole in steel plate with my hard on when I left; but, I have to do what's right if I want her to keep trusting me. That means walking away.
I've tried to help her understand my sexual side for years. She just can't quite understand it all, even though I know she wants to. She doesn't get the emotional connection. Sometimes, I don't either.
She knows that I would like her to bring a woman to me sometime, for my pleasure. She knows that at times, I would like her to be part of it, others to sit back and watch, and some to just leave us be. Then there's the part of me that she could tell you, wants her to share me with other women. NOT for my pleasure, but their use and enjoyment, whether I got sexual satisfaction out if it or not. As if I were just a plaything to be used and thrown away.(If that makes any sense to you)She smiles at knowing I would love to make love to her with the whole world watching, though she could never do it. She laughs about how I'd love to be made a toy at an all girl party. Not laughing in a mean way. Just laughing.
She has told me a few times that she wishes she could find it in her to do those things, but she likes knowing she has me to herself too much. And I've promised not to do anything without her permission.
I'm a pretty lucky man, all in all.
later.
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A few things about my life...
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Posted:Nov 14, 2009 5:03 pm
Last Updated:Nov 14, 2009 8:02 pm
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This is just a little background on me, for those that are interested. I'm not trying to get attention, or sympathy or anything else. My life's been what its been and is what it is, for better or worse. And I've reached a point I'm ok with it all.
The question is .. where to start without sounding like some autobiography cliche.
I was born in and grew up in and around Talladega, Alabama. For those of you into Nascar, you'll know right where it is. For those that aren't, its no big deal. (And for those people that tend to stereotype people, no I'm not a redneck, race car obsessed hick. I don't really care at all about racing.)
My family was poor. My father was Vietnam vet. Though I don't have even the first memory of him and could care less (he was put out of my life because of his drug habit). And my mom was a beautiful young woman, and we lived with my grandparents and their big family (grandparents, mother, about 9 aunts and uncles and a whole lot of cousins, and often lots of their friends). I grew up pretty attached to them all, since they basically all raised me. (I've an aunt about 6 months younger than me, that is more a sister to me than anything else)
Now, it was during this part of my life (before I was even 5), that a number of things happened that had an impact on me for a couple of decades.
Twice, I was molested by a teenage girl. Not sure who she was actually, but have a few suspicions; and I know she was at least teenaged as she had her pubic hair. Some of you will think, with a big family , how? The thing is, its because the family was so big. Being as young as I was, they thought nothing of putting into the same bed where any number of the girls might be sleeping and it was in that bed that it happened.
Many will say that at that age, I wouldn't remember much of anything. And its true, mostly. Like everyone I have few memories of those years that are clear, but there are a few and they are very clear.
Now, I wasn't just molested by her, but at least once by some male. I know it happened, I just don't remember what or who, and have no desire to.
I also got caught several times attempting sex with one girl or another that was about my age. So, you know I've always been a sexual person, in my own right.
The biggest trauma, I guess you could say, happened when I was four. I had a twenty something year old, try to beat me to death with his bare hands. If it weren't for my grandfather (that had lost one arm, and could still roll his own cigarettes better than anyone else), well, I'd likely have died. And had nearly lost an eye.
According to my mom, I was swollen and bruised for a month.
Before that I had apparently not been too shy. Afterwords, I became seriously timid and painfully shy. I later realized, that since it happened because one of my older aunts kissed my forehead, I had attached his actions and the resulting pain, with her kiss. Causing me to be almost totally unable to interact with girls.
Now add to that an extremely mentally and emotionally abusive step-dad that got unending amounts of enjoyment out of embarrassing me, and its surprising I'm even close to sane and stable. A person can only wonder how much a can take sometimes. And all that before I was SIX.
Like I said, I'm not looking for pity or sympathy, or attention for it. I've dealt with it all. I SURVIVED.
I bring all this up after talking to someone I know. She's older (not related to me by the way), and had suffered some awful events in her life. It breaks my heart. If I could take her pain onto myself, I would in an instant. I know there are many out there like us. Many worse, even. And my heart goes out to you all, and I pray for happiness for each of you.
More later....maybe.
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A recent change...
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Posted:Nov 14, 2009 8:47 am
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 10:5 pm
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I don't know where it came from or what may have been the cause of it, but a few days ago there was a dramatic change in my life. No it wasn't some outside event, but something internal changed. And I noticed. I've always been a student of "people" and very understanding of and towards them. I also know how difficult it is for a person to change something essential within them self, even knowing "people" in the way that I do. So for a change so dramatic as this, to happen so suddenly was honestly mind-blowing.
I woke up, pretty much the same as every morning, except perhaps a bit happier than usual. Went through my usual routine before work, and was off to it. It took me a bit, but I realized that people were acting different around me. It was subtle, but I noticed. I realized that I was walking different, seemed to keep a slight (and I mean slight) grin on my face, and talking a bit different. I don't know how I noticed these changes, as we are all very rarely self-aware of our behavior at any one moment, but I did. And I LOVED it.
I've always been one of those guys, women just kind of looked through, barely noticed. They knew I was there, but it was almost like I was more of a shadow than anything. That day though, was very different with them, and I noticed that too.
They kept looking me up and down, smiling. Winking at me. I was working at a table, admittedly taking just about all of it up, when one came up to me and said "What do you think this is YOUR table or something?" I looked at her slowly, cocked an eyebrow and grinned, "YEP, every bit of it."
Her mouth dropped, it was slight, but it happened. She closed her eyes for a moment, seeming unsure how to reply before saying with a smile, "I don't think so". I just smiled.
Later, another woman I've chit-chatted with before, seemed to aggressively want to keep my attention, and I hardly said anything to her.
Then a third, came out of her way, a while after I had spoken to her, to speak to me. It hit me that she did it, because she had wanted to be sure I noticed her. lol... I was BLOWN away. Women had never reacted to me this way, and I enjoyed it to no end.
The next day, unfortunately, things were somewhat back to normal. Not all the way normal, just somewhat. I spent what time I could thinking through my behavior, attitude, etc. Everything, of the day before, trying to understand the difference. I'm not entirely sure what it was, but I know it came from somewhere within. And now that I know its certainly there, I just have to work on drawing it back out and keeping it ongoing. I'm sure it won't be easy, but I'm more determined than anything to be that way again.
I'm not asking for anyone to try to explain it, or anything. I'd like to rediscover it for myself, especially since, now, I know 100% for sure that its in me.
I would like to know, how many others out there have had such a moment happen to them. What was it like for you? Where did it happen? Did it stay with you, fade from you, what?
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Saw this on a blog I visit... will you fill it out?
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Posted:Nov 7, 2009 4:39 am
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2009 11:26 am
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I filled this out on a blog I've started reading lately and decided to post a copy here.
I'm curious what will you say.
1. What would you most like to do to me?
2. Do I visit your blog on a regular basis?
If not, do you want me to?
3. If I were your pet, what kind of pet would I be and what would you name me?
4. What song would I listen to in order to understand you better?
5. Who do I remind you of?
6. If I knew you were coming, I woulda baked a cake!
What kinda cake do want me to bake for ya?
7. If you and I entered a contest, what kind of contest would it be?
8 . Want me to match you up with someone from Blogville?
If so, I'll come back and tell you who I think you should hook up with here.
9. If you were to put something in my pocket to remind me of you, what would it be?
10. What do we most have in common?
11. Will you fill this out on your blog
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Getting to know someone...
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Posted:Nov 5, 2009 6:44 pm
Last Updated:Nov 12, 2009 5:53 pm
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Like so many others on here, I keep wondering why its so hard to get together with others. Now granted, yes, I'm a lone guy and there are countless others on here. Yet, I'm not looking to go straight into someone's bed. I like meeting people and learning about them. Don't get me wrong, I'm not looking for anything serious, I'd love some adult fun; but I won't just grab anyone in sight and begin plugging away.
It's just so crazy that so many people tell you that they would like to get to know you. Then just vanish. Well, not even totally that, just never respond past that first or second message/email. While still posting to their blogs and everything.
If you aren't interested, don't tell someone you are. And if you do, at least have the courtesy and manners to tell them you decided you didn't. The world is filled with enough BS, why add to it.
Those same people often go on and on about how they can't find someone to even be friends with and how no one wants to seem to get to know them and how honest they are, while so many others aren't. PEOPLE its not that difficult, but you have to remember, to make friends you have to be a friend.
Friendships, like any other kind of relationship, takes time. If you don't want to or simply put in the time, don't expect anyone else to. It has to come from both parties.
Basically, if you want to get to know me. Talk to me, put in the time. Life is too short, to be the only one willing to make the effort.
Now, I wonder how many will read this and say, "well, he's not talking about me."
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Making it up to me...
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Posted:Nov 5, 2009 4:29 pm
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2009 4:14 am
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"What do you mean, you promised I'd help her move this weekend? You know I'd already planned something." I said, somewhat irritated.
"Yes, baby. I know, but Jen couldn't get anyone else on such short notice. And I swear, I wouldn't have done it if it weren't really important. You know that." You tell me.
Frowning, I turn and walk away. Head down. You know that I'm giving in, even though I was really looking forward to what I'd planned. But then you had also known I'd accept the disappointment to do something you felt you really needed me to do.
"Babe," You call. "I'm sorry. Jen thinks a lot of you and I really appreciate you helping."
"I know," I half smile back at you, stepping into the bedroom.
I lay across the bed, and close my eyes. It had been a long, hard day, leaving me feeling tired and worn.
The warm gentle sensation I feel, slowly brings me awake. I hadn't realized I'd fallen asleep but waking this way is so welcome.
I look down and see you running your tongue up the underside of my quickly hardening cock. Your eyes open and look into mine as your mouth opens to slowly slide my cockhead between your lips. You move slowly as you know how much I enjoy it that way. I can feel your tongue swirling around it inside your mouth, and moan from the pleasure.
I feel your warm hand wrapped around my balls, as you cup and massage them. Your other hand stroking up and down the part of the shaft not in your mouth.
Taking me as deep in your mouth as ever, you suck in as hard as you can sliding back up off my cock.
I groan, my knees over your shoulders and ankles crossed behind your back, my hand moving to run my fingers through your hair. You pick up speed, pumping up and down to match my thrusts as I begin to fuck your mouth.
I grip your hair, as I quickly reach the top. My eyes clamped shut, I cry,"Oh GOD, yessss!"
I look at you as I come off the ecstasy of your mouth. I see my cum leaking from the corners of your mouth, running down my shaft. I shiver lightly, as your lips pass back over my glands as you rise up off me, your mouth open. You look at my cum covered cock head, then up at me and smile. You lean forward and kiss it. The cum sticking to your lips.
Our eyes locked, you rub my cock across your lips and cheeks, coating them in sticky cum. Your tongue flicking at drops here and there. Lapping them up, licking me clean.
You raise up, my legs falling away. "All better?" you ask.
I smile, and you know the answer as always.
"Well, that was a nice snack, but I need to clean up and start dinner." you say as you head for the door,smiling. "Oh, and so you know. Jen and I had already discussed how you were going to be rewarded for helping her move. She's wanted to feel you cumming inside of her for a long time now."
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I wonder if I am anymore...
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Posted:Nov 4, 2009 7:39 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 10:5 pm
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To be desired is one of the greatest needs of pretty much every person in the world. To know someone finds them appealing and is aroused by them. But how often do we realize this need we have. Often, it only happens when we haven't felt it for quite some time.
Now, of course, I'm talking about sexual desire and sex appeal. It seems I haven't really felt desired in a very long time. I keep wondering what it is that seems to put women off. I'm often getting laughs out of the women around me, through my sarcastic humor. I'm pretty comfortable with myself in general. Clean, shower daily. I admit I'm not the hottest guy in the world, but I'm not a complete slobbering swamp fiend. I work hard. Play hard when I can. Am generally, a pleasant person to be around. And have no problem speaking up and saying hello to someone.
Just this past week at work, we went through our annual harassment prevention training. Since then, I've tried to recall the last time a woman did anything to me that would be considered harassment. Not simple flirting, but something more aggressive from someone I wasn't in a relationship with. The most recent I can remember is getting pinched on the ass in highschool. Damn, nearly 20 years.
And thinking on it, I haven't actually had anyone even flirt with me in some time. So, what is it? Am I just that unappealing? I don't know.
Anyway, its bed time and I've got to work tomorrow and maybe I'm just tired.
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party hard...
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Posted:May 1, 2009 6:59 pm
Last Updated:May 10, 2024 10:5 pm
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Wow, didn't realize it had been so long since I posted. Anyway.. I've been thinking lately that I would like to try to have a party. Haven't really partied in quite a long time. What I'd like to do is have a pajama party... you know.. women in lingerie, or nighties, or whatever. Guys would have to at least wear shorts. lol.. Some form of bottoms would be a must for everyone, even me..lol. I'm not looking for an orgy, just some clean, relaxed, adult fun. Course, I'd want more women there than men. (Always have a better time around women  )
Thing that sucks is.. hell, I don't really know anyone around here. Its always work and home.  So very not fun.
What do all of you think?
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ok... back online...
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Posted:Oct 20, 2007 7:45 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2009 1:18 pm
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Was offline for a while. Changed work shifts.. bought a house.. just.. been busy. Looking over some of my previous posts.. I saw the poll I had put up. Interestingly enough.. all the votes were for a thicker cock over a longer one... even though there were only 6 votes. Its making me wonder if all guys need to rethink their "bigger equals longer" programming when it comes to dick size. I'm not going to say I'm huge, far from it in fact. Its not short .. or long... but I do know its not a pencil and have gotten a number of compliments from women about how nice it was.
Anyway... while the house is far from unpacked.. I'm just wishing for some fun time.. something intimate with someone.. and well.. not so intimate with several someones.. if that happens.
Well, that's enough for the moment, I guess.. We'll chat more later.
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hmmmm...not sure
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Posted:Sep 8, 2007 10:01 pm
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2009 1:18 pm
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Starting to wonder if LesbianPersonals is worth it.. regardless.. until I get the mess straightened out with my bank account.. I'm not able to keep a paid membership. Even so.. what few ladies and couples have shown interest, eventually led to dead ends. There are some nice benefits to being a paid member.. but I don't know.
Starting to think that I'm never going to find the home I want here. In this area, and that I can afford I mean. At least not without having the neighbors halfway up my ass..
.. Well.. guess I should head on to bed. night folks... have a good one.
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well...
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Posted:Sep 2, 2007 10:39 pm
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2009 1:17 pm
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I thought I'd at least made some chat friends on here if nothing else. That was stupid I guess. After all, ppl that you are friends with wouldn't say crap like that about you, esp. in front of a room full of people.. even in a chat room. hell,, i don't know what the fuck else to say.
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