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[MF] Oops I did it Again!

Oops I did it again…I was a bad dog.

I have been living a vanilla life for a while now. Married and working my ass off and focusing on life type stuff. I think when I go in beast-mode-killing-it-at-life, I tend to shut down my sexuality. I don’t think it is something I do consciously, but it is done regardless. It helps because I tend to get really distracted by good pussy, and it takes over my life for a bit. Maybe some people can relate…it is probably part of some addiction tendencies.

With this as the context, I recently took a holiday back east to visit family. If you have read any of my previous stories this might sound familiar. I am a few years older now, and am not as attractive in my 40s as I was in my 30s, but somehow I just stumble my way into these situations. Read more »

The Time I Hate-Fucked a Right-Wing Conservative in Honor of Obama’s Inauguration [MF] [Craigslist]

I have a real distaste for sentimentality, as it strikes me as backwardly myopic and is a slippery slope to conservatism, but thinking about the casual encounters section gives me the sentimental feels, and segues perfectly into one of my favorite CL stories I have. Craigslist democratized casual sex way before Tinder came along. And to be honest, if Tinder existed when I was in my heyday of promiscuous activity, then I probably would not have even bothered with craigslist. While the casual encounters were there for the taking, it really was a whole lot of work, and required wading through the cesspool of human desires, which was interesting to me on a number of levels, but also kinda sad. The saddest part was not in the gaze itself, but in seeing my reflection in the pool. There are times I lament the demise of CL casual encounters as a reflection of some puritanical social reaction to what has become a society much more open to casual sexual activity, specifically women being more casual and open with their sexuality. But I know that’s pretty black-and-white, and think the extinction of CL casual encounters is just part of our internet aided, virtual evolution. Read more »

There are not enough stories about good Pussy Eatin’ [MF]

I have been lucky with my physical health. I’m not really sure what it feels like to have back or neck problems, but my S/O has some jacked up shit going on with her neck sometimes. It’s not a spinal thing, but more of a muscular thing. The muscles get tensed up, some weird movement or trigger comes along, and the muscles don’t release. This happened recently with Nadja, and she is laid up in bed for four days.

FOUR DAYS!

Four days in bed with a beautiful woman sounds like a really fantastic way to spend my time, normally. And all things considered, I am a pretty good dude. When she is laid up and not feeling well I will take care of her. Get her food. Make her laugh and keep her spirits up. Pack a bowl, throw on some Rick & Morty, and chill. I try to find solutions to what ails her or try to take her mind off of it. At the same time, I have a libido which requires attention. She was in so much pain for those four days she was mostly immobile, although it became gradually better as time passed. To make matters worse, for the past 6 months or so, I have been refraining from masturbating or releasing my seed anywhere other than inside her or on her. She has some trust issues with me and loves my cum, so this is my way of trying to both alleviate and satisfy. It’s also been a good exercise of will, which is a muscle I sometimes have a difficult time to control. Impulse control is a difficult thing for me on occasion. Read more »

[M]y [F]irst and only BBW Experience [craigslist]

I had just moved across the country to LA for a new job, but I guess it was not solely the job I was moving to the west coast for. I was also moving because fuck the Midwest. I was over it. And I was moving because I met a woman, and I thought she was awesome. We were both crazy in much the same way. It’s not like I didn’t know this was a bad idea. But I moved to LA because I kinda fucking love LA. All of SoCal, really. The woman was the impetus for my move, during a time when I was in a rut. I think maybe that is the theme for this story…the landslide falling down.

I think we know our own secret motivations behind our actions, even if we tell ourselves and others some misdirections. Those motivations may only come to light years after the fact, and are obscured by the fog of time. We create these stories of our lives which are never really totally true at the time, and when viewed through the prism of age and experience, and subjected to the fragility of our own memories, start to take on a totally different meaning. That’s just the nature of existence and the stories we tell to make sense of it. Read more »

In De[f]ense Of [M]onogamy

You know what’s wild? For me, currently, it is the difficult slog of monogamy. But wait! Before you put your wieners and vibrators away, let me preface this by saying that sentence is mostly a provocation and a prompt to write something that has been on my mind after reading through some of the stories on this sub, and others similar to it, where the commonplace takes a back seat to the fantastic. Don’t get me wrong…the fantastic stories are always more exciting and better fodder to rub my wiener to in the dark of the night, under my covers where only god can see me, but the mundane is usually where the best fucking happens. The fantastic stories are the ones my friends to prefer to hear, but when I think back on my sexual life, it is the mundane moments that tend to stand out. Read more »