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I would like to find kinky unselfish and obviously Unjealous open minded friends.
Ill try anything twice.
Let me know if you have any fantasys
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I can't wait for fetish revolution this Saturday. |
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Often, the things someone doesn't say is what is most prevalent in their mind and in the end most important to them. How many times have you searched and thought something didn't make sense, until in the end new information is uncovered and the whole puzzle just clicks into place, feeling silly because it was right there the whole time. Most fights and arguments are about something more, something deeper that they're too afraid to disclose to even the person they love the most. Its strange to say I'd prefer honesty over fidelity... Who hasn't been drunk or at a party that they made a mistake at, or had that coworker who teases and flaunts, that if only you just had permission it would be so amazing and fun, yet meaningless. Its strange to feel comfortable enough to say, if you want to be with me in the end it really doesn't matter what lusts or desires you have otherwise, lol because if you don't want to be with me in the end that's an entirely different problem. Tell me all the gory exciting details the next day... but whatever you do, don't not tell me, because trust isn't easy to come by. And looking like a fool isn't something anyone is fond of. Tell me as your best friend, as a partner in crime, let me play the fool without being one, or the angry bf who is out for blood.
Its so easy to walk into a room with a stranger and assume a part, sub, dom, master, slave... for many it becomes a part they play in their own story. As far from sincere as possible. Because its easy to fake having no dignity to someone who knows nothing about your life, and just as easy to pretend having everything together and appear to know what you want and be in charge to a girl who knows nothing about your life and past. But its not real. That's why we all have private profiles, why we don't just have kinky sex with the girls and boys we grew up with. Because they know us, because they wouldn't respect you enough to control their life, because they'd laugh if you blindly followed every rule they conjured up.
So how do you have a sincere relationship yet show that you're capable of being anything they want, need, or dream about... without being fake. Because no one is drawn to fake, and you can find a nice guy who will treat you like a princess that is hurt and broken and needs nurturing at any church on any corner. How do you show you care and that you'll never hurt them and you'll protect them and forgive them for anything past and future, yet appeal to their desire of fun and excitement, of bondage and fear, of pain and being taken advantage of, and fucked like a piece of meat.
Balance somehow ends up being what we all strive for and wish we could have, but in fear of being called a hypocrite we're told we need to choose sides. That if you're a switch you aren't really anything, that you're a fake, and an actor playing a game. Yet I've never been one to enjoy being placed into a box, we're always evolving, and never equally. Communication and honesty are the only keys to creating anything that will last... unless you really do want to live without a personality, without choices and desires, as a pet, completely one sided.
What do you hope for? |
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The art of subtlety is riddled with
conclusions that only exist in your own mind.
The distance between naivety and foolery
begins with a question that you answer
without ever being given an explanation.
Left with the realization that instead of having all
the answers, you don't know your own thoughts.
Fear that the greater fool carries is knowing that
the world you've created does not exist
while giving benefit of doubt in a time where
accusations does not help anyone.
Fear that you cannot sleep and stay in this dream
forever. That you'll wake up in your bed the next morning
like the last morning. with a headache, pit in your stomach and too much space.
Honesty ends up being the only escape you find
painting yourself a villain
confessions so you don't leave any stone unturned
because its true
because you don't believe in the dream anymore.
Because even if you did, you're not going to
lie to create it.
Because you're not afraid of anything,
except of not knowing
could things have ended up differently
if I...
if i
tried harder
hadn't found out
turned a blind eye and smiled when I knew it wasn't right.
chased harder.
Ignoring every inch of pride that says I'll last longer than
you will
I'm more principled than you
are.
The game that no one wins.
But wouldn't dare lose.
The exchange of power ends up leaving one broken and the other rigid.
neck stiff and sore from denial of anger
neck stiff and sore from apologies
Just lying in your own past
in silence.
unable to decide if you need to move forward and just
try to jump in head first
Lie to me, tell me its going to work out, and its never been this way before
scream to the depths that its forever and unique
stab me in the back and I'll sit down and talk to you about your feelings
ask permission and I'll tell you it was my idea
I'll tell myself it was.
or delete everything and start back at square one
saying we need no proper ending
that would mean this meant something.
Thx for the fun |
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I guess I'm just the hugest asshole in the world. Sorry cyber friends |
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He walked her over to the table and tells her to stand up straight and keep her chest out.
Turns her around and lifts her skirt to the small of her back to expose the tight lacy school girl panties she had been soaking all night in.
He reaches on both sides of her to grasp her elbows and begins to pull them back until they are touching.
Reaching his left arm between her back and her arms he then curls his hand back up and grasps her hair and takes full control of her body.
Leaning in he quietly commands her to arch her back and bend over.
He pulls her hair tightly and extends her neck,
She slowly and gracefully arches her back taking slower and deeper breathes.
She bends further and further til her body is in a perfect ninety degree angle.
Head in full extension back, still tight with his arm holding her restrained and rigid.
With his right hand he stiffens up
pulls back, deeply happy to be able to finally give her what she has been anticipating and yearning for.
And with every swing she gasps and begs
for please,
one more. |
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Epic BDSM was such a blast tonight (: |
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Just for the record, this is a free site... So if in the first message you send me, you tell me how amazing I am, and how you would like to fulfill all my fantasies and beyond... But send me a different email address to contact you through, them I'm going to assume you're not a real person. |
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Find my new favorite kinky music video
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=93LhP1CgQ6w&feature=relmfu |
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Is it weird that lately I've daydreamed about my friends mother giving me blowjobs and being my dirty little secret? He goes out of town soon for a week or so |
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First impressions are important, but not everything. I've always tried to make as little as a spash when I first get into the water, and with most things, i'll draw it out as long as possible. Most all of my friends i've known for 5 -15 years or more, people don't always jump up and down and get super excited when they first meet me, but almost always with time people begin to trust and respect me. If I start out as quiet and meek and almost shy then don't be surprised, I normally try to start slow, learn what is ok, what is funny, and what people like to hear first. But don't worry, with time and when I think you're comfortable and ready I'll be myself. lol or like others, i'll get tired of trying and be content with moving on. |
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strangely enough, today was the first time I searched anything other than women within a certain range, and I discovered one of the obvious reasons why most of the women on this feel harrassed or don't have enough time to write back everyone... there are so many men! No, i was not seeking out men, or couples, or transgendered people, not that I'm against any of it. I was just curious what other people see when looking up me or anyone else on this site, haha some would say my competition, if life was a game. I now see how generic and boring my profile is compared to everyone else's. I may need to make some changes!
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| Age: 34 |
| Hull,
United Kingdom |
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