Filthiness - yes or no?

Logophile and LadyJeane, respectfully I apologize for the confusion. Allow me to give a little background...

Since early high school I was fortunate enough to be with a number of young women who very, very sexual. Luckily for me this was at a time when I was easily capable of handling such young women. Looking back it seemed like it was some sort of training ground the way I kept managing to hook up with these kinds of females. Let's face it, I've always been bored with "nice girls" who were reluctant to find a "dirty girl" within them. And, just for the record, my mother met all but one of them. The one she didn't meet was only due to some inconvenient geography.

Anyway, I knew when I was young that I didn't just want to be one of those guys that just "stuck it in, got it wet, got it off and got her out the door." I guess birds of feather... Because that's how those girls were also.

In my early twenties I met one who ended up being the last of those kinds of girls, for me anyway. She had tasted promiscuity, as well as many of the other pleasurable flavors that are much more available to women than to men. Her and I were a good match for one another in that she knew things that I had not yet experienced, and I was the same way for her. The relationship was one of always trying new things, new scenarios, new this, new that.

For the first few months that we were together, we were white-hot, and very in love with one another. Unfortunately, that kind of heat cannot be sustained for very long. Somewhere in the fourth and fifth months our chemistry for one another was changing, fast. At nine months it was finally time to bury the relationship that had died some months earlier.

The point of my post was that when you have two people who are capable of, and do create that kind of heat, you have to be careful with it. You have to be smart enough to let it cool from time to time, and spread out its potential rather than letting it burn up all at once.

I'm not sure how many of the rest of you have found this sort of person, but today I'm married to a woman who is as happy being a "dirty girl" for me as she is being the tender and affectionate lover that every man wants at some point in his life. I am the same way for her.

There are times when one or the other of the two of us simply wants our pleasures to be down and dirty with no holds barred. While at other times one or the other will want tender affections and emotional lovemaking. And still, at other times, one of us may want to be with a lover that simply knows how to make the fires from both ends of the extremes ignite and converge all in one session. That's the balance between us.

If one can't find that balance, then one needs to be realistic about the relationship when it ends.

I love the "dirty girls." I'm happy as can be that they exist, and I hope that every woman can find that girl in her and let her loose whenever the situation calls for it.

By the way, I like this little guy " :rolleyes: " It's too bad that he's typed out as being a roller of eyes. He looks more like "whimsical thoughtfulness" or a "naughty grinner" so I have used him a lot. My apologies for the poor placement of him in this thread.

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Ladies, all I can say is that you seem to have a diametrically different perspective on things than me. That's the funny thing about perspectives. The one you see is always the true one. Because they're all true.

You have experienced, either first hand or otherwise, men leaving when feel they can't handle the woman sexually. (Ok, I'm simplifying, but you get the point.) I have experienced women leaving (not first hand, they apparently have enough other reasons to leave me :rolleyes: ) because the men didn't match their appetite. From my experience, most men seems to be satisfied as long as they get some. I can't honestly hold either for truer than the other or paint the world with one brush. The penduluim, it seems, swings both ways.

And anyway, if most women are like you, (which I doubt the same way that you seems to doubt men can be as simple as me) then all of this would be no problem if there only was straighter communication in this strange game we call love.
 
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