Desultory and Impulsive

One of my fantasies is watching her get into the parked car of another man that she has been exchanging messages with and having finally arranged a moment to meet with sexual intent

Feeling her fear and anticipation as I drove her there. Parking some distance away but still close enough to see but not close enough to make out the exact particulars

Sitting in the car with her
Watching her eyes zero me out of her life as she worked herself to fully commit to what she's about to do.

Hearing the car door shut
Sitting there alone as she began to make her way towards his car

Watching her walk on shaky legs
Seeing the subtle to how she stepped across the parking lot. Not looking back at me. Her hair swaying back and forth all business like between her shoulders.

Her slight bend over to get a look at him through the glass of the passenger door

Him seeing her for the first time
A slight nod of his head

Her reaching for the door handle. Looking up to see if anyone she knows was in the area... but not at me. Not in my direction.

The door opening
Her stepping in

The door closing



Silence.


Just two people in a parked car.
Talking. Lots of talking. Awkward talking

Then a laugh.

He made her laugh

And now he touches her
The sensation of his touch after her laugh
Flooding her with a rushing need that she absolutely needs for him to take over.

He does

His hand makes a move for her crotch and she is wet and so goddamn hot. And soft. There is no hesitation in her flesh down there. I can see her say or mouth the words "Oh my God..." as her head leans back

His begins grabbing at her breast through her clothing. Puts his mouth over her mouth before she is ready and knowing and she eagerly returns the kiss.

She is unconsciously grinding her ass against the seat of the car as his hand continues to rub her crotch

He rips part of her shirt open and a breast is exposed.

She braces the armrest of the car door as his hot mouth closes around the flesh of her breast in a sexual hunger to nurse from her body...










Fuck I want to watch that.
 
I've something to confess

It really upsets me to have to delete PMs

Like... irrationally so.
 
You know what also upsets me?

The grey spot of chest hair in the middle of my chest.

The only reason it upsets me is that it fucks up my pictures and makes me look like I have mange or am wearing a v-neck rug.

It's annoying.

Happy Thanksgiving
 
Penises are pretty weird.

I'm not entirely sure why guys send unsolicited dick pics though. One would think by now that's not a way to score a chick.

If a woman has an interest in your dick she will ask for a fucking picture

And I will tell you what
When that happens... holy shit. It's like... "Really? My dick? You want to see my dick? Why? I mean... you've already seen plenty in your day!"


But whatever the fuck you do, do NOT say that to her.
 
Well... you can. But you open up the door to her saying "meh... of all the dicks I've seen, yours is... okay"
 
Penises are pretty weird.

I'm not entirely sure why guys send unsolicited dick pics though. One would think by now that's not a way to score a chick.

If a woman has an interest in your dick she will ask for a fucking picture

And I will tell you what
When that happens... holy shit. It's like... "Really? My dick? You want to see my dick? Why? I mean... you've already seen plenty in your day!"


But whatever the fuck you do, do NOT say that to her.

I wouldn't say they are weird. But I fully agree with the general sentiment of this post.
 
I've reached the point of age where my eyebrows start to become unruly.

Also. I fail miserably by being myself outside of my own thread.
 
This strikes me peculiarly interesting.

During one of my bored-with-myself lit surfing moments I just so happened upon a conversation about me.

It was serendipitous as it's next to impossible to do a vanity search on my username and so yeah... talk about me all you want. I'll never know--unless linked.

Anyway I was like... "holy shit! I'm being mentioned! I'm POPULAR!"

But they were all like... "yeah... he scares me."

And I'm like... honest to fuck.
 
I stood there
Waiting for my overdose
To subside.

The air was cold
Moon
High in the sky
Like a silver skull
Reflecting dead light from the sun
Onto the frost bitten ground

My feet were cold
But I didn't care

I stood there in the dim light
Holding fast
To what numbness
Remained available to me

There was no sound
No wind
To take my breath away

The trees
Specters of darkness
Their empty branches
Failing
To hold on to any kind of hope
Of a seasons change

My feelings
Slip back into me
Slowly
Predictable by the nature of chaos
Like watching frost form
Across a glass surface
Drugs could shatter

And in that sky
Neck tilted back
Hands in my pockets
I think...

If we kept her frozen
I would still have her.
 
I've reached the point of age where my eyebrows start to become unruly.

Also. I fail miserably by being myself outside of my own thread.

You've just now reached that point? Consider yourself lucky.

And I saw the post you're referring to (since I frequent there more than Am pics), don't take it to heart. :rose:
 
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