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6'3" tall swm DOM looking for a LTR sub/slave. I still have all of my teeth and hair...lol I like to joke and play but also demand submission. I have a professional job and want to keep it, so discretion is a must. I am divorced and desire communication. Being able to talk with your mate is a huge desire of mine. I want a woman to have adventures with, experience life with, and desire me. Cherrish all of the little things and you will be treated as a queen, my slut, my whore, my sub. here is a little story I wrote: ENJOY when we meet i'm going to give you a big hug and kiss.... soft nibble peck kiss at first then full tongue.... my hand will caress your face and cheek .... i will slightly tug on your hair exposing your neck... i will nibble kiss lick and suck on your neck and ears.... my hands will find the small of your back and pull you towards me... you can feel my hard cock pressing up against you...as my hand leaves your small of your back and grabs your ass cheeks... pulling you again closer and off the ground slightly... you can feel my muscular shoulders as you press against me...you sigh softly... i moan ever so softly into your ear how much I want you... you tell me how hot you are and how wet your pussy is, I tell you it is going to be all mine to do with as I please... you say I want your cock.... my hands move lower from your skirt and caress your bare ass and I can feel your thong.... my hand slides between your ass cheeks and I can already feel your warmth and wetness.... we kiss again and you grab my throbbing cock...you again tell me to take you now... I teasingly back away and you press closer to me... we venture back to my place where as soon as we get into the door..your hands are again all over my cock... i pick you off the ground as you wrap your legs around me... and carry you off to my bed... there i have you stand in front of me as i sit.... i pull you close...with my teeth i raise your shirt and kiss your stomach ... as I do this my hands are all over your sweet ass and thong,,,, i raise your shirt and forcefully raise your arms over your head and tell you to keep them there... you giggle and i grab a hand full of hair and tell you to do it now.... you obey and i run my finger tips all over your stomach and tits... squeezing and rolling your hard nipples in my fingers... i give a hard pinch that makes you squeal... and then I pull off your shirt over your head..leaving just your bare breasts exposed as your shirt covers your head ....I reach up and caress your throat... then grasp it...you moan as my powerful hand weakens your breathe. I go back to exposing your hard nipples and nice breasts... my hands are again all over you... around your neck...all over your tits and ass.... my cock is throbbing...I tell you to feel what you are going to take from me in a bit.. and you grab my cock. and pull it out...i push you back and tell you its my turn...you will do as told....i take your ass in my hands pull you closer and run my tongue all over your stomach ,,... I slide my cock up your stomach to your waiting mouth... I grab the back of your head and proceed to throat fuck you...you gag with each thrust...while gasping for air you feel the slap of my hand across your face as I tell you to take it all...you eagerly open wide and except my girth.....,I spin you around and tell you to bend over...I pull up your skirt and bury my face in your wet thong...my hands unbuttoning your skirt and sliding it down to the ground...i tell you to turn aound so i can look at you... you shyly turn around and I forcefully pull you close to me.... running my hands all over your ass and gripping the top of your thong I slide it off exposing your sweet luscious pussy.... i grab you toss you on the bed and kiss you...suck on your neck and ears and pinch your nipples........my tongue continues down your stomach and you eagerly spread your legs wide for me..my tongue teasingly misses your lips....i blow cold air acros your glistening wet lips and you grab my head and force me to dive in... my tongue flicks your clit as you moan in delight...I reach and spread your lips wide exposing your hard clit... lips spread you receive a hard smack...your pussy quivers with the blows.... you moan with delight.....you squirm and tell me how long it has been and how tight your pussy is.... i reach up and grab your hands and tell you to spread your lips for me as I lick you.... you do as your told.... i flip you towards me so your head is slightly hanging off the bed... My cock is dangling in front of you... you open your mouth and slide my cock down your throat...my balls are hitting your forehead... you gag a little and i pull out...you hungerly grab my ass cheeks and pull me back down your throat... i feel the back of your throat as my cock slide in and out of your mouth.....i reach over and finger your pussy .. my fingers are wet and i slide one between your ass cheeks and play with your ass...you moan ...i pull your head back off my cock and tell you to lick my balls ...you eagerly do as told.....while your licking my balls and ass I reach down and tie your hands to the bed... i walk around to the otherside and tell you to open your legs wide..I samck the inside of your thighs... you widen them as they redden with each smack..... I arch my back as my cock slides into your tight wet sweet pussy..... you groan with each thrust..i move your legs to my shoulder so that with each thrust i can feel the back of your sweet pussy... you moan over and over...i flip you over still tied....shove your head down and ass up and slide my cock deep into your pussy... i lick my finger and rub your ass...you push back as to tell me your ass is ready...my finger slides into your ass..with a slight pleasure pain you moan.... and accept my finger... your mine i tell you... with that knowledge you cum as my cock slides in and out of you and my finger works your ass.... you sigh ....I grab your hips as you press back against my cock... you take a deep breath... as I feel you relax my cock slides in further...you moan in delight .... my balls slap your pussy as i penetrate you deeper and deeper with each thrust... and you thrust backwards against my cock.... i reach under playing with your clit and tug on your nipples.slapping your hanging titts... I grab a rope and begin to tie your breasts making them a nice shade of purple...... you moan... i tell you i'm about to cum... i release your hands and slide my cock, balls deep down your throat... cum fills your mouth as it dribbles down the corners of your mouth..you pull out a little a give you a facial claiming my prise and marking my territory.... you eagerly lick and suck faster not to spill any... I tell you how beautiful you are and finger your pussy while you clean my cock... you lick every drop and play with my balls getting me hard again... as my cock grows in your mouth your legs widen and i tell you that your pussy is going to get a well deserved rest... you gaze at me with a puzzled look... I grab you throw you face down and shove my cock deep into your ass, balls slapping your clit as you gasp for a breathe as the pain intensifies..I reach toward your neck and give it a firm squueeze cutting off your air... you convulse over and over shaking, shuttering and my cock drills your ass... you tighten and we cum together... you calapse with exhaustion and curl up in my arms... I caress you and smack your ass... I reach over and grab the cane and smack your ass and thighs... you scream in pain... and I tell you that you are now mine and deserve my mark... with tears running down your face you smile accepting your masters marks....... I like to travel and be spontaneous...I want a 50/50 relationship with the ability to communicate...and a sub/slave/slut/whore in bed... the person must adore me and cherrish the little things...love the outdoors... getting up early to see nature at its awakening..... must love kids... animals.... me.... must love sex... desire everyday with the ability to talk about anything and everything with an open mind... we all have opinions but we all can learn also new things and be reminded that we are actually small in this world and with that knowledge be bigger than life... I demand respect... I expect love and affection unconditionally.... I want to walk hand in hand experiencing life...actually living it... smiles... .
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11/14/2010 5:13:46 PM

Most of us have a favorite color. Maybe you’re drawn to sky blue because it makes your eyes stand out or you find forest green particularly comforting. Whatever the case, your preferred hue can reveal a lot about what makes you tick. And the same holds true for the people you date — you’d probably have a different impression of a date if he or she said, “My favorite color is yellow” versus “My favorite color is black.” That’s because color speaks a powerful, silent language. 

Red
What it represents: Ah, the color of passion, anger and high blood pressure. Red is a primal color. It represents primal urges, like lust (“I must have you now!”) and fury (you know the phrase “seeing red,” right?). Yes, red is a commanding color: think of how stop signs get you to halt in your tracks and how you stand back when a red fire engine goes whizzing by. 

Understanding people who love it: They act — sometimes without thinking — on immediate desires. In fact, they’re usually the poster children for immediate gratification. It’s up to you if you go for it... or proceed with caution.


Orange

What it represents: OK, orange is not exactly the easiest color to wear and it’s not the most common favorite color, but guess what? Orange is as sensual as it gets. Orange is a mellowed red — and it takes primal, lusty urges and mellows them with a softer vibe. Orange is the color of early attractions, emotional responses, and inner magnetism. Oh, and one other thing: orange is also close to gold, the color of success and wealth. 

Understanding people who love it: Someone who likes orange is alive with feelings, the ability to nurture, and can intuit a path to success. If your favorite color is orange, you don’t have an “off” switch when it comes to passion. This is all good stuff, but there’s nothing casual about the connections this kind of person usually forges. 

Yellow
What it represents: Yellow is the color of the sun, vitality, power and ego... but it’s not a great indicator of romance. Watch out for self-centered, “me first” energy when someone prefers yellow to the rest of the rainbow. 

Understanding people who love it: If yellow is your favorite color, temper your use of the word “I” when you’re interested in someone else. You can come across as too ego-centric otherwise. Now, if you’re dating someone whose favorite hue is yellow, make sure to jump in and share stories about yourself, since this person may not give you much room. 

Green
What it represents: Here is the heart of the matter: green is the color of love. (It’s no coincidence that we make our money in the same color...) Green is the color of life and abundance — leaves, grass, plants — it’s all about growing, expanding, and living. So why don’t we give ferns instead of roses on Valentine’s Day? Because green is about expansive, humanistic love and acceptance, not bodice-ripping romance. What’s more, green is a nice-person color, a “do-gooder, be-gooder” kind of color. This person has a warm heart. Passion is probably in there somewhere, buried under their integrity and honor. 

Understanding people who love it: If you love green, you put the greater good before your own good — but try a little selfish behavior once in a while. 

Blue
What it represents: Blue is a color of clarity, communications and charm. And regardless of the shade, this hue says: “I like to be understood.” On the downside, under stress, a “blue” person can send mixed messages, have trouble making up their mind, or just space out during conversations. 

Understanding people who love it: If blue is your favorite color, you never run out of anything to say — expression is your strong suit. And if you’re dating a “blue” person? The same holds true; you should always know where you stand. 

Purple
What it represents: Purple evokes the energy of illusion, imagination and fantasy. Or should we say purrrrple?Purple tends to inspire coyness, romance, flirtation and teasing — it builds anticipation with a dash of playfulness. The downside of purple is unrealistic expectations. Is it easier to live in your fantasy world than the real world? Some purple-lovers prefer it. 

Understanding people who love it: If you love purple, you can be an imaginative romantic or prefer imaginary romance, depending on how you feel. 

White
What it represents: White is light — the combination of all colors. White symbolizes purity (the traditional bridal dress, the christening gown) and spirituality. There’s a simplicity to it, too. 

Understanding people who love it: People who love white are probably clean and orderly. While white isn’t the sexiest color, it is certainly healthy. 

Black
What it represents: Like white, black is a combination of all colors, but instead of purity, it represents the unknown, the unseen — mystery. Black basically holds back information... but there’s no denying that it has strong associations in our culture with “the dark side” and evil. 

Understanding people who love it: If your favorite color is black, you are more hush-hush than high-strung in nature. The silence of this color lets others fill in the blanks. Black says, “I’m not telling you anything.” People who love black can be tough nuts to crack, but quite possibly worth the effort. 

9/11/2010 5:43:20 AM
FUNNY COMPARISON BETWEEN MAN AND WOMAN MATURITY: Women mature much faster than men. Most 17-year old females can function as adults. Most 17-year old males are still trading baseball cards and giving each other wedgies after gym class. This is why high school romances rarely work out. MAGAZINES: Men's magazines often feature pictures of naked women. Women's magazines also feature pictures of naked women. This is because the female body is a beautiful work of art, while the male body is lumpy and hairy and should not be seen by the light of day. Men are turned on at the sight of a naked woman's body. Most naked men elicit laughter from women. (Except me, of course) BATHROOM:A man has six items in his bathroom -- a toothbrush, toothpaste, shaving cream, razor, a bar of Dial soap, and a towel from the Holiday Inn. The average number of items in the typical woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these items. GROCERIES: A woman makes a list of things she needs and then goes out to the store and buys these things. A man waits till the only items left in his fridge are half a lime and a beer. Then he goes grocery shopping. He buys everything that looks good. By the time a man reaches the checkout counter, his cart is packed tighter than the Clampett's car on Beverly Hillbillies. Of course, this will not stop him from going to the 10-items-or-less lane. SHOES: When preparing for work, a woman will put on a Mondi wool suit, then slip on Reebok sneakers. She wil carry her dress shoes in a plastic bag from Saks. When a woman gets to work, she will put on her dress shoes. Five minutes later, she will kick them off because her feet are under the desk. A man will wear the same pair of shoes all day. LEG WARMERS: Leg warmers are sexy. A woman, even if she's walking the dog or doing the dishes, is allowed to wear leg warmers. She can wear them any time she wants. A man can only wear leg warmers if he is auditioning for the "Gimme the Ball" number in "A Chorus Line." GOING OUT: When a man says he is ready to go out, it means he is ready to go out. When a woman says she is ready to go out, it means she WILL be ready to go out, as soon as she finds her earrings, finishes putting on her makeup.. CATS: Women love cats. Men say they love cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats with all their might, then giggle their heads off!!! OFFSPRING: Ah, children. A woman knows all about her children. She knows about dentist appointments and soccer games and romances and best friends and favorite foods and secret fears and hopes and dreams. A man is vaguely aware of some short people living in the house. LOW BLOWS: Let's say a man and a woman are watching a boxing match on TV. One of the boxers is felled by a low blow. The woman says, "Oh, gee. That must have hurt." The man groans and doubles over, and actually FEELS the pain. DRESSING UP: A woman will dress up to: go shopping, water the plants, empty the garbage, answer the phone, read a book, get the mail. A man will dress up for: weddings & funerals, period. And only if a woman makes him do so. LAUNDRY: Women do laundry every couple of days. A man will wear every article of clothing he owns, including his surgical pants that were hip about eight years ago, before he will do his laundry. When he is finally out of clothes, he will wear a dirty sweatshirt inside out, rent a U-Haul and take his mountain of clothes to the laundromat. Men always expect to meet beautiful women at the laundromat. This is a myth perpetuated by re-runs of old episodes of "Love, American Style." THE WEDDING: When reminiscing about weddings, women talk about "the ceremony". Men talk about "the bachelor party". NICKNAMES: If Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle go out for lunch, they will call each other Gloria, Suzanne, Deborah and Michelle. But if Mike, Dave, Rob and Jack go out for a brewsky, they will affectionately refer to each other as Bullet-Head, Godzilla, Fat-Ass and Useless. EATING OUT: ... and when the check comes, Mike, Dave, Rob and Jack will each throw in $20 bills, even though it's only for $22.50. None of them will have anything smaller, and none will actually admit they want change back. When the girls get their check, out come the pocket calculators. MIRRORS: Men are vain; they will check themselves out in a mirror. Women are ridiculous; they will check out their reflections in any shiny surface: mirrors, spoons, store windows, Teddy Savalas' head. THE TELEPHONE: Men see the telephone as a communication tool. They use the telephone to send short messages to other people. A woman can visit her girlfriend for two weeks, and upon returning home, she will call the same friend and they will talk for three hours. DIRECTIONS: If a woman is out driving, and she finds herself in unfamiliar surroundings, she will stop at a gas station and ask for directions. Men consider this to be a sign of weakness. Men will never stop and ask for directions. Men will drive in a circle for hours, all the while saying things like, "Looks like I've found a new way to get there." and, "I know I'm in the general neighborhood. I recognize that 7-11 store." ADMITTING MISTAKES: Women will sometimes admit making a mistake. The last man who admitted he was wrong was General George Custer. TOYS: Little girls love to play with toys. Then when they reach the age of 11 or 12, they lose interest. Men never grow out of their obsession with toys. As they get older, their toys simply become more expensive and silly and impractical. Examples of men's toys: little miniature TV's. Car phones. Complicated juicers and blenders. Graphic equalizers. Small robots that serve cocktails on command. Video games. Anything that blinks, beeps, and requires at least 6 "D" batteries to operate. PLANTS: A woman asks a man to water her plants while she is on vacation. The man waters the plants. The woman comes home five or six days later to an apartment full of dead plants. No one knows why this happens. TIME:When a woman says she'll be ready to go out in five more minutes, she's using the same meaning of time as when a man says the football game's just got five minutes left. Neither of them is counting time outs, commercials, or replays. CONVERSATION: Men need a good disagreement to get talking, e.g., "Wow, great movie.", "What are you, nuts? No REAL cop would have an Uzi that size.","Well, maybe he got it because he knew about those Mafia guys", etc. Women, not having this problem, try to initiate conversations with men by saying something agreeable: "That garden by the roadside looks lovely." "Mm hmm." Pause. "That was a good restaurant last night, wasn't it?" "Yeah." Pause. And so on. FRIENDS: Women on a girls' night out talk the whole time. Men on a boys' night out say about twenty words all night, most of which are "Pass the Doritos", "Got any more beer?", or "Look at that chick!!" RESTROOMS: Men use restrooms for purely biological reasons. Women use restrooms as social lounges. Men in a restroom will never speak a word to each other. Women who've never met will leave a restroom giggling together like old friends. And never in the history of the world has a man excused himself from a restaurant table by saying, "Hey, Bob, I was just about to take a leak. Do you want to join me?"
9/11/2010 5:42:36 AM
If Men Really Ruled the World: Any fake phone number a girl gave you would automatically forward your call to her real number. Nodding and looking at your watch would be deemed an acceptable response to "I love you." Hallmark would make "Sorry, what was your name again?" cards. When your girlfriend really needed to talk to you during the game, she'd appear in a little box in the corner of the screen during a time-out. Breaking up would be a lot easier. A smack to the ass and a "Nice hustle, you'll get 'em next time" would pretty much do it. Birth control would come in ale or lager. You'd be expected to fill your resume with gag names of people you'd worked for, like "Heywood J'Blowme." Each year, your raise would be pegged to the fortunes of the NFL team of your choice. The funniest guy in the office would get to be CEO. "Sorry I'm late, but I got really wasted last night" would be an acceptable excuse for tardiness. At the end of the workday, a whistle would blow and you'd jump out your window and slide down the tail of a brontosaurus and right into your car like Fred Flintstone. It'd be considered harmless fun to gather 30 friends, put on horned helmets, and go pillage a nearby town. Lifeguards could remove citizens from beaches for violating the "public ugliness" ordinance. Tanks would be far easier to rent. Garbage would take itself out. Instead of beer belly, you'd get "beer biceps." Instead of an expensive engagement ring, you could present your wife-to-be with a giant foam hand that said, "You're #1!" Valentine's Day would be moved to February 29th so it would only occur in leap years. On Groundhog Day, if you saw your shadow, you'd get the day off to go drinking. Mother's Day, too. St. Patrick's Day, however, would remain exactly the same. But it would be celebrated every month. Cops would be broadcast live, and you could phone in advice to the pursuing cops. Or to the crooks. Two words: Ally McNaked. Regis and Kathie Lee would be chained to a cement mixer and pushed off the Golden Gate Bridge for the most lucrative pay-per-view event in world history. The victors in any athletic competition would get to kill and eat the losers. The only show opposite Monday Night Football would be Monday Night Football from a Different Camera Angle. It would be perfectly legal to steal a sports car, as long as you returned it the following day with a full tank of gas. Every man would get four real Get Out of Jail Free cards per year. When a cop gave you a ticket, every smart-aleck answer you responded with would actually reduce your fine. As in: Cop: "You know how fast you were going?" You: "All I know is, I was spilling my beer all over the place." Cop: "Nice one. That's $10 off." Faucets would run "Hot," "Cold," and "100 proof." The Statue of Liberty would get a bright red, 40-foot thong. People would never talk about how fresh they felt. Daisy Duke shorts would never again go out of style. Telephones would automatically cut off after 30 seconds of conversation.