Pretty Please
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Posted:Sep 10, 2016 6:43 pm
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2019 1:23 pm
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I suppose I have seen a thousand too many cock pictures lately. In spite of the fact that I have asked for face pics to trade only, I have received numerous unsolicited penis pics in my mailbox, and many of them have the opposite effect of being a turn on. I can honestly overlook a face that doesn't set my heart racing. I never said I was beautiful, right? If you message me, and you're face is not star worthy, I'm still likely to respond. But if you only display or send me dick pics, you'd better have a pretty penis. If you're going to show it off, it better be big or hard or succulent or have a very nice head, or a pretty shape to it, or be a beautiful shade with a healthy glow or any combination of the above. And you better be manscaped or completely shaved as well. Seriously, if you choose to introduce yourself, make sure you are using a body part I wouldn't mind getting close to. If you've messaged me and I haven't responded, that might be why. I simply wasn't impressed by what you were offering, and I'd much rather see your face or even a torso. I'm sure this is going to be one of those unpopular posts that gets negative comments, but that's what the block button is for.
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Giving generously and generously, too.
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Posted:Sep 10, 2016 2:18 pm
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2019 1:24 pm
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This is a bit off the beaten path maybe, but I've been writing everything but FriendFinder-x type material these days.
I have had mixed thoughts when it comes to homeless people and giving. These views come from personal and professional experiences as well as emotional and practical views. I've seen shady dealings and even heard a few stories that have made me not want to give. I've struggled to move beyond these things.
Anyone who knows my dad could tell you he is the nicest most unassuming man in the world. He is generous without consideration of his own limitations or needs. He once gave a man who entered the sitting area at his golf course $20. Only, he didn't actually have $20 in his possession at the time. He borrowed it from the register. I remember having to drive over to the golf course to replace the money before the end of my dad's shift. But my dad never carries money. He hardly ever goes too far without my mom, and she is the designated cash and credit card carrier. He always worked to make a more than decent living, and that was the extent of his financial considerations. money went into the bank, my mom's purse, and the drawer at home. And it was actually this type of thing that stole my own desire to give of myself. My dad once stopped and offered someone on the side of the road the few dollars he had in his car. The man sneered at my dad and said he didn't take McDonald's money, and then he walked away without accepting the proffered money. I was livid after hearing about it, and I vowed I would never give anyone on the side of the road money, no matter how desperate he appeared. It's not a matter of it being my business what one does or how he reacts when given money. It's the idea that someone would be so cruel to someone as friendly and nice as my dad. And if someone is homeless and hungry, wouldn't he absolutely take McDonald's money? I know I would gladly accept McDonald's money. I would take a quarter if I had empty pockets and an empty stomach. Why didn't this guy? Was he some sort of con artist? And did that mean all beggars were con artists? My dad gave what he had in his possession. To have it be refused as too little had to be mortifying beyond words. It's taken years for me to move beyond that moment, though I know it hasn't stopped my father from being kind hearted.
Of course, my professional experience has also helped shape my thoughts and opinions as far as giving is concerned, and I have to admit it has also left me a bit narrow minded. As a mental health worker, I know there is a high rate of homelessness among the mentally ill. I also know that a person who is mentally ill and wandering the streets will not generally ask for help. He is more than likely delusional and paranoid and otherwise symptomatic and would never get close enough to another person to beg for cash much less allow someone to get close enough to offer it. Even symptoms of depression make one incapable of reaching out for help. So, who exactly are these people out begging for money? I've had to remind myself that mental illness is one of many causes of homelessness today, and just because one is in control of his faculties, doesn't mean he couldn't use a hand. One doesn't have to be psychotic to be on the streets. Homelessness is a side effect of a poor economy. It is a result of a break down in the family unit. It's the result of a lack of health insurance and unexpected medical bills. It is the result of people being unwilling to help one another in a time of need.But our society doesn't see homelessness as a temporary affliction due to unforeseen circumstances. We often only see it as the as the result of drug addiction or an otherwise irresponsible lifestyle. We often refuse to donate to a beggar because we don't want to perpetuate or enable bad habits. Even in the case of the mentally ill, we often do nothing but wonder why he isn't receiving better care from someone else and what good a few cents would even do him. But it's really none of our business, is it? God does love a cheerful giver. And the giver is only responsible for the giving. Once relinquished, the is literally out of his hands. It's up to the receiver to be responsible with his gift. It's up to the the receiver to take another's generosity with a kind and open heart and do something positive with it. And if my dad is willing to continue giving freely with whatever he has in his possession, then I can certainly let go of my animosities and opinions to give with a generous heart and open mind. And I can even expect others to do the same.
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My 17-year-old self still wishes she could have had him
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Posted:Aug 31, 2016 8:11 am
Last Updated:Sep 8, 2016 10:30 am
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I have come to the conclusion, for the second time today-the first time when I made a grown man cry-that I am a horrible person. I realized that I often pity men more so than I do women. What kind of woman does that make me? At any rate, I discovered today that a teacher from my 's school, who had been charged with having a sexual relationship with a student, was sentenced to five years in prison. And to be honest, I felt sorry for him for that. Five years? But that's not really what raised my awareness of my condition. No, that occurred when my mentioned that she felt sorry for her friend, who is now reliving something that occurred two years ago, and I failed to even consider that until she said something. I honestly felt like she was in complete control of the situation. My feels bad that everyone knows who she is, but they only know because her friend made no secret of the fact that she was having a relationship of sorts with a teacher. And, no, maybe she didn't have the foresight to know what could happen because she was young, but that doesn't mean she didn't know she was playing with fire. When I was 17, the age the girl was when this happened, I'd have done just about anything to have one of my high school teachers. Trust me when I say that I was relentless in my pursuit of him. Teenage girls might not be old enough to give consent legally, but they do give consent and even take what they want on a regular basis. Nevertheless, he didn't go to prison for the actual relationship with her; he didn't go to prison for having sexual relations with a minor because she was 17, which is above the age of consent in Alabama. He ultimately went to prison for having pornographic images of her on his phone. And while I guess he should have known better at his ripe old age of 25, I'm pretty sure she actually did know better. She just didn't seem to care. Yes, he's going to prison; he ruined his life. He fucked up. And maybe she's embarrassed and ashamed for one reason or another, but there were men before him; there were men after him; and there will be plenty more men to come. Who can say that it was this teacher who damaged her psyche, if it is even damaged? Who's to say that there ever even is or was a lesson learned by anyone but a young man who will spend the rest of his life in one form of hell or another?
I suppose it wouldn't hurt to point out that I'm definitely not one of those who thinks boys will be boys. I'm certainly not that. In my opinion, the young man from Stanford, who got all but completely got away with attacking that young woman on campus can rot in jail for the rest of his life as far as I'm concerned. But this is different. That young woman was attacked in a most brutal fashion by a predatory animal. This is a matter of a young woman being of sound mind and body, choosing to share herself with another human being. And had they met under different circumstances, they might have embarked on a relationship that wouldn't have created any cause for concern.
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You tease me so well
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Posted:Aug 24, 2016 8:41 am
Last Updated:Aug 25, 2016 6:24 pm
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You tease me
And you do it so well
You always know just what to say
To make my pussy nice and wet
To make we want to pull my tits out of my bra
And play with my nipples
To suck them until they are good and hard
You always know just what I want to hear
What it takes
To make me raid my toy box
Seeking just the right toy
To satisfy me until you come over
And fill me with your fat cock
You always know what to do
To make me want you
To make me want to be your little girl
To do your bidding
To let you fuck me however you like
To make me want to please you
In every way imaginable
You always know what it takes
To tease me
to satisfy all of my desires
But still leave me begging for more
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If you want a response
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Posted:Aug 17, 2016 10:43 pm
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2016 4:04 pm
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I don't respond to form letters. If you were to send me an email and it had forward at the top or if I had an indication that you had sent me something that was some generic message you send out to everyone, I simply don't respond. I just don't feel like I should have to put any effort into something after you already showed me you saw me as a dime a dozen kind of girl. Does that mean that I expect a 20 page email complete with flowery language? Nope. In fact, I actually prefer that you wouldn't do that, either; it still seems fake or like a form letter. It seems like you're trying to be slick. I don't want games. I'd rather you be you. If you're funny, tell me a joke. If you are more of the serious type, tell me about your day. Though, really, you can simply start with "Hi, how are you?" and hit send. I will be much more likely to reply to that than something I feel like you created to save you time and energy and thoughtfulness. It just seems disrespectful to me. Would you want a woman to talk to you with someone else in mind? Would you want a woman who really wasn't paying you any personal attention? No. You wouldn't. You wouldn't want to bother with someone who couldn't be bothered to talk to you.
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First Kisses
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Posted:Aug 17, 2016 5:12 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2016 10:26 pm
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It's a funny thing
about a first kiss
Sometimes it's awkward,
sometimes it's beyond pleasurable,
and sometimes you wish that you could have that same experience
to do over again
You kept leaning in
two or three times you did
But then when you finally kissed me
you caught me by surprise
no warning
no hesitation
suddenly we were eye lashes to eye lashes
and lips to lips
I don't know how long we stayed that way
a minute
an hour
The entire night
but it wasn't one kiss
it was a series of kisses
each one better than the last
but none as good as the first
when your lips pressed against mine
like I'd been hoping they would all along.
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You could at least say hello first
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Posted:Aug 12, 2016 9:01 am
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2016 8:05 am
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I receive emails and IMs all the time from men asking me to meet them for sex. That's it. That's the extent of the correspondence. There's no introduction and no pleasantries. I'm always astounded when I receive these messages. I often have to tell people that I am not into randomly hooking up or even agreeing to randomly hook up without having ever met someone first. And then I'm not the least bit disappointed when I don't hear from them again. I'd rather that happen before any meeting than after. Truth be told, I'm not even sure that I would want to embark on any sort of relationship with someone who was prone to randomly hooking up with people. Beyond not being the safest activity in which one could participate, it doesn't even seem sanitary. Of course, I cannot honestly state that I have never hooked up with someone I didn't know very well, but I always felt a little bit guilty and dirty and shameful about these acts. This is all the more reason not to participate in such activities in the future. And I simply cannot imagine feeling desirous of sleeping with someone who didn't recognize those feelings and even feel the same way about things himself. I mean, do you really want to engage in sexual acts with someone whose screening process was limited to whether or not someone said yes? It doesn't matter what type of site we are on. A little decorum never hurt anyone.
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Putting the adult back in adult situations
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Posted:Aug 6, 2016 11:40 am
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2016 9:26 am
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I met someone online yesterday, and we spent the entire day messaging back and forth. He's happily married, but he and his wife both play with others. They usually play together, but sometimes they play apart. When they play apart, they keep in constant contact with one another and receive blessings before proceeding. He asked me if I wanted to play, and I agreed to meet him. I make no promises and refuse to obligate myself to play with anyone until I've decided I'm comfortable and ready, but I agreed to a meeting. Well, the day got away from us, and we chatted for hours instead of meeting in person until late last evening, and I wound up in the lobby of his hotel around 9:00 pm. We sat and talked for a while. At some point, he informed me that he hadn't received his wife's blessing yet, so we likely weren't leaving the lobby together. Honestly, it didn't much matter to me. I had to be at work at midnight anyway, and while it might have been a fun and new experience, I certainly didn't feel like I just had to have him. My nipples weren't begging for his fingertips. I didn't have that dripping wet pussy feeling. I didn't have a sudden urge to fuck him right there in the lobby. Nevertheless, I wondered what was really going on on his end. I suppose he just wasn't interested once he met me in person, but I don't know why he couldn't just say that. I've had to say it to people before. We're all adults here, aren't we? If we can be adult enough to take our clothes off together, we can be adult enough to choose to keep them on. Why bother lying and blaming it on the fact that he hadn't yet received confirmation from his wife? Shouldn't he have already received the blessing from his wife before he invited me over? Shouldn't he have already gotten the feeling that his wife wasn't supportive of his situation at any point throughout the day while we were chatting? Really, people, not everyone is for everyone. It's really very easy to let someone down gently and say I'm just not feeling any chemistry with you, and I'm not interested in doing anything more than talking. It's just that simple. I always say that I reserve the right to back out at anytime, and I feel that my potential partners have that same right. I find it so odd that we have an easier time telling people we want to fuck them instead of not wanting to. I often hear that Americans are prudish people, and that we aren't as open with our sexuality as people in other countries. I don't necessarily know that we are prudish, though. It really might just be that we are immature. At any rate, the interesting part about the night to me was that even though he didn't want to fuck me, he continued to talk to me for two hours (not that under different circumstances I wouldn't have pointed out that at this point he was insulting both my looks and my intelligence, but it was a decent conversation so I let it go). If I were his wife I would feel a little bit more concerned about that than anything. All women have a pussy, but not all of them have a brain and the ability to engage in a decent conversation.
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Dressing for the part
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Posted:Aug 3, 2016 10:45 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2016 1:24 pm
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I had a conversation with a young man who enjoyed cross dressing. I had questions. I’m very accepting, but I’m still pretty ignorant about certain things. So, I wanted to know about his clothing style. I was curious to know if he cross dressed all the time, or if it was only something he did in private. So, when it came time to ask the questions, I had to pause and give consideration to the terminology. I wanted to ask him if he preferred women’s clothing over men’s clothing. But that didn’t seem appropriate. I think I ended up asking if he preferred feminine clothing more so than masculine attire, though that seemed a bit guided or misguided, even. He told me he was far more masculine than feminine. He just occasionally donned more feminine attire when he was in the mood. This train of thought does bring about some topics for discussion. Society has decided what constitutes appropriate dress for men and women. Society has decided and made the distinction between apparel that is meant for men and that which is meant for women, but it is definitely not fair to assume that everyone will be comfortable and happy in those clothes. Plenty of women are happier in sweat pants and sweat shirts, but that certainly doesn’t mean they are cross dressing. Now, I’m aware that if a man decides he wants to wear lace underwear and garters and a satin baby doll night gown, then that is not quite the same thing as sweat pants, but the point is that if we are going to decide that gender roles have been unfairly created by society and appropriate attire has been unfairly decided by society, then maybe it isn’t fair to say that someone is cross dressing any more than it is fair to assume that certain things were intended for men only or women only. Maybe there is just clothing and maybe there are just people who enjoy wearing clothing. Or not. Hey, be my guest. Wear it, or don’t wear it. Be naked, be happy, be you.
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I Just need you to Touch me
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Posted:Aug 2, 2016 9:28 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2016 9:27 am
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Put your arms around me
And hold me for a while
Let's just lie here for a moment in the dark
Let me lay my head on your shoulder
And lean up and kiss your cheek
Let me feel your heart beat beneath my palm
Most of the time I can get by
On the connection we share from talking
But sometimes words are not enough
They don't always hit their mark
Sometimes I just need you to touch me
I could go and find another
To fill this emptiness I feel when you're not here
But the truth is that I'd still be empty when it was all said and done
No one in this world makes me feel the way you do
Most of the time I can get by on my own
I can swallow my desire
I can calm the fire within
But sometimes nothing helps me
Sometimes nothing satisfies my soul
Sometimes I just need you to touch me.
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It was just sex
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Posted:Jul 30, 2016 5:18 pm
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2016 6:31 am
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It was just sex
just a night filled with passion
Something to fill the loneliness
Tantalizing caresses
Just for fun and nothing more
It was just sex
Over in the morning
See you later and goodbye
A friendly exchange
Casual encounter
Random and unplanned
Alcohol flowing
Until the awkward moments were gone
Only it wasn't just sex
and it wasn't random not one little bit
there is nothing casual in my feelings for you and I wasn't drinking at all
And I hope to see you later
And I hope it wasn't goodbye
Some people would say or do anything to get you into bed with them
I pretend that I don't care
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Promises
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Posted:Jul 26, 2016 8:45 am
Last Updated:Jul 29, 2016 10:53 pm
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Give me a reason to shave my legs
To pay attention to all those details I know you like
If you're going to call me
If you're going to make promises
About all the things you'll do to me
you better follow through
If you say you'll suck and caress my clit
You'd better use your tongue for far more than dirty talk
Don't say you'll fuck me all night long
Then last for a mere few minutes
I could stay at home and pleasure myself
I could sit in my room
Watching Internet porn
Make my own nipples hard
My own pussy wet
Fill myself with a cock that never fails
Get off to my heart's content
And be satisfied on my own
So if you say you'll please me
And I prepare for a night with you
All I ask is that you at least keep up
That you'll give it to me
At least as well as I can promise
I'll give it to you
I'd much rather have a man than a toy, but I hate going home disappointed. Don't do me that way!
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However I Like
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Posted:Jul 22, 2016 7:58 am
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2016 4:29 pm
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There's a part of me that wants you
There's a part of me that wants
to come where you are
Strip down to nothing but a smile
Climb in your lap,
Wrap my pussy lips around your engorged cock
Watch as your tongue slides over my nipples
And see my skin glistening with your spit
There's a part of me that wants to ride you
To be able to get off on your dick again and again
To feel you deep within my core
To feel you explode inside me
After I'm finally spent
There's a part of me that can't wait to come over there
To play out my fantasies
But will you do me right?
Will you touch me the way I want you to?
Will you fuck me however I like?
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