The Lechery Thread

Heh. Today I got my come-uppance. It was funny because while I did something that looked completely lecherous, I wasn't actually leching. I saw a girl who I thought was from my high school talking on her cell phone as I passed, so I did the ol' 180 and kept walking backwards staring. You know this little flowerbeds that colleges have that basically have something of curb height around them? Yeah.
 
I'd like to introduce a new term in to the lexicon of lechery:.....i call it spiteful lechery. That's when you are leching on someone whom you percieve to be a complete idiot yet you cannot help yourself and your desire for them becomes inmixed with spite...both for them; for being desireable, and for yourself for leching on idiots.
 
Lexicon of Lechery... that's so great. Heh.

There's also playful lechery, when you're with a friend, and she's not paying attention to you, so you start shamelessly checking her out and time her to see how long it takes her to notice.

Only works well with certain women though. Others wouldn't find it funny.
 
Heh. The funny thing is that the same girl I tripped over the curb looking at (oddly enough, it was curiosity and not lechery at the time) showed up later in the Student Union and recognized me that time. I had to laugh inside.
 
Wolf of Mibu 69 said:
I had to laugh inside.

I am a silent laugher too. My friend Jorge from Ecuador said "Robbie there is a payaso, a how you say clown in your head that makes you laugh inside and your shoulders shake!".
 
as rr points out, lechery toward certain objects has a
self- degrading quality.

the word 'lechery' is related to the French le'cher, to lick.

the lecher wants to be the licker of sometimes remote, disgusting or fatal objects. ever had the degrading urge to lick a most disgusting orifice?
 
I would never go to a bar if I didn't think there was at least a chance of picking someone up. Why pay 6 times as much for a beer for no reason?
 
Marquis said:
I would never go to a bar if I didn't think there was at least a chance of picking someone up. Why pay 6 times as much for a beer for no reason?

Because if I have a bottle of Belvedere at home; I'll just end up drinking the whole thing warm without the iced glasses, the vermouth and the big olives.

:D
 
rosco rathbone said:
Because if I have a bottle of Belvedere at home; I'll just end up drinking the whole thing warm without the iced glasses, the vermouth and the big olives.

:D

LOL, I hear that. I am trapped in my apartment because of the hurricane right now, with no one to hang out with but my porn and the bottle of Bombay Sapphire I bought before the storm started.
 
Marquis said:
LOL, I hear that. I am trapped in my apartment because of the hurricane right now, with no one to hang out with but my porn and the bottle of Bombay Sapphire I bought before the storm started.

Rescue workers recover drowned man with boner and BAC of .5, details at 11.


The media is hilarious. First hurricane of the season is billed as apocalyptic. Now, 2 months later, Jeanne can't even get mentioned on the front page of the tabs here.
 
Everyone's getting bored with the hurricanes at this point.

I live in a beachfront condo that was almost totally cleared out during Frances. This time just about everyone ignored the mandatory evacuation.

The sad part is we still have two months of hurricane season left. If God sends a real one our way, we'll probably be caught with out pants down big time.
 
Sounds like I should ship you some feisty but tameable pussy. But I'm not sure if Fedex is working too well.

I'd say those on beachfronts who ignore evacuation orders may have somewhat self destructive tendencies! Or just love danger.

Added: the Floridians I saw on TV, facing a third hurricane, did NOT look bored.!
 
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Why can't they have men's-only yoga class? It is hard enough standing on your toes, in a deep knee bend, on one foot, with the other leg out in front of you, etc etc, in 105-degree room, without having to deal with the presence of perfect yoga babes.

This is the point where lechery becomes irritation, to me.

I couldn't take my eyes off of this girl next to me. She looked like some kind of Egytian-Jewish princess...the daughter of a Shah or a Pharoah. Long nose, huge cheekbones, swollen curvy lips, cat eyes, glowing, flawless coppery skin. An unbelievable dancer's body. with the round ass that only the Hebrew sisters have. Of course, she was doing all the postures with perfect grace whilst I swayed, cursed and my complexion took on the ashen tone which indicates the inevitabliity of heatstroke.

I just wanted to do my damn yoga and feel better; but my lizard brain keep making me peep at her, bent over in front of me and picturing rough sexual activity, hair in knots, tears, that nose and those lips smushed sideways against a head board.

How irritating.
 
rosco rathbone said:
I'd like to introduce a new term in to the lexicon of lechery:.....i call it spiteful lechery. That's when you are leching on someone whom you percieve to be a complete idiot yet you cannot help yourself and your desire for them becomes inmixed with spite...both for them; for being desireable, and for yourself for leching on idiots.

Giggle, giggle, PREEN!
 
First of all, great thread + revival = happiness.

Anyway, my lechery has taken an interesting turn: indifference. I still lech out of habit, but I hardly ever get turned on from it (just enjoy looking). I don't gawk like most guys; I just look with seeming boredom. Heh.
 
Marquis said:
Hot yoga Rosco?

Yeah, babe. It's like a summer's day on Parris Island, except with Sanskrit lingo and too many hot women who have those tattoos at the base of the spine and the nape of the neck.
 
Wolf of Mibu 69 said:
First of all, great thread + revival = happiness.

Anyway, my lechery has taken an interesting turn: indifference. I still lech out of habit, but I hardly ever get turned on from it (just enjoy looking). I don't gawk like most guys; I just look with seeming boredom. Heh.

I'm quite familiar with this. It becomes a reflex not even connected to the cock and balls.
 
I've wanted to try that as an antidote to the winter ick, but it seems like a recipie for the flu. Now I have yet another reason to avoid Bikram.
 
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