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Well, I don't know if that was such a smart title but what the hell... I am not really sure where to begin or where this blog will take me.
I guess I should start with a little more about myself than I put on my profile. I like to put my thoughts to paper so to speak and at times I a sure I will offend. But I don't really care, opinions are like assholes and everyone has one.
With that said I welcome any and all comments just remember that I have the right to return comment and most likely will.
I have been told that I am passionate, quirky, loving and funny and oh yeah moody. Am I well to find out you will have to get to know me. I am real and if you don't think so well then move on sucka your wasting me time. Alot of the times my blogs will be about my life activities, especially sex but occasionally I may blog about something like I don't know erotica. I am a very sexual person and I am not ashamed of that, if I were why would I be on "The World's Largest Sex..." you get the picture. Oh and also, although I don't know why I am wasting my time because the assholes usually don't read blogs, but if I am not interested that means I AM NOT INTERESTED!!!!
I look forward to meeting some fun people here and hope i won't be disappointed.
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CHEMISTRY
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Posted:May 5, 2013 2:29 pm
Last Updated:May 19, 2013 4:46 pm
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I am thinking about rewriting my profile and adding this...
Chemistry is a must! Chemistry is part of attraction. I don't have a TYPE of guy I am attracted to, it requires numerous traits.
Don't ask me what they are because I can't even remember. I have to meet you and go from there. Its a sense or a feeling I get when I meet someone.
Simple as that, I am not going to commit to meeting you and fucking you prior to meeting.
I have done that a few times and some were ok others total train wrecks.
I am an intellectual person and to truly stimulate me you need to stimulate my intellect this is not saying we need to have a deep conversation on global warming to determine if I am interested but I do like to know you are intelligent enough to read my ques and know how to please me.
I have been known to hunt and don't be mistaken, when I do I feel that chemistry. I may not have spoken to that person when I chose to hunt but then again when I am in that frame of mind I am going for the kill not a multiple encounter.
Now on to the next part...
My boy toy and I have have been fucking for close to a year now, I know hard for me to believe too! But, we are fuck buddies for the most part. I do care about his well being but if it were to end tomorrow, which it could, I would move on without remorse.
We have amazing sexual chemistry and even the most mundane sexual acts still make my legs quiver and take my breath away!
That is sexual chemistry at its best.
I have met another that I have sexual chemistry with but again its different. We connected the minute we met and needless to say it was bit difficult for us to keep our clothes on. 
Since we have shed the clothes and interacted hehehe the chemistry has been shining through. When I'm with him I want to play until we are spent and then some. But I also know that when our time is done, we go to our own places and life goes on as it should.
Some ask me if I have found my boy toy then why am I still on here? Looking?
Insatiability? Perhaps, maybe I haven't found what it is I am truly looking for but I do know who ever or whatever it is...
Its all about Chemistry! Not just looks...
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Men vs Neandrathal
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Posted:May 1, 2013 10:59 am
Last Updated:May 22, 2013 6:57 am
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I'm am beginning to believe that men are not evolving but more or less devolving!
Case in point...
I have been sick with a cold that just turned into something more and the messages I receive from most of the male species...
YOU GOT IT!
I have heard that cum can cure anything
I have something for you to suck on and feel better
Want me to take your temperature?
Well fucking will make you feel better...
REALLY???? Fucking seriously????
I realize we are all on this site primarily for one thing SEX!!! But does the blood really all run down into your penile area and you forget you have evolved from a Neanderthal to Homosapien???
What is so fucking hot about a woman who is ill, with sweat pouring off of her from the fever? Do you want to come by and watch me blow snot, or perhaps cough up a lung?
Sounds drop dead gorgeous to me!
Looking back I should have said YES come over and fuck me silly!!! That way I can breath on you and hopefully get you sick TOO!!! Wouldn't that be hot!
Just because I am a woman who loves sex doesn't give you the right to disrespect me.
What scares me is how would you treat your girlfriend/or wife if she were sick? Perhaps this is why you are single or have a wife that doesn't put out!
Really guys come on! If you are fucking stupid enough to say something like that to me when I'm sick you can be damn sure the closest you will get to me is from the other side of your computer and no closer. Unless its for me to tell you just how much of an ass you are! Although doing that may be of some help to you and that is the last thing I care to do!
Oh on a side note... THANK YOU to those who have sent heartfelt (or truly sincere) thoughts of my well being... 
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Lingerie
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Posted:Apr 14, 2013 6:14 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2013 7:51 am
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I am beginning to think lingerie gets lost on men!
I was with boytoy the other day, had a bit of advance notice so I prettied up, makeup,shaved, perfume, and LINGERIE. Lacy red bra and panties to be exact.
Granted it made me feel sexy but that's where it ended.
He starts to kiss me and play with my tits, then off comes the bra from under my shirt! Then the shirt and oh yeah the jeans an panties in one fell swoop.
Inside I was torn between screaming, "Hey! Look what I wore for your dumbass!" and "OMG don't you fucking stop!"
I think I would have gotten more use of putting them on his head than I did that day...
So my decision now is I'm going to buy some plain white bras and granny panties! Wear them, unless of course I want to feel SEXY for myself... Ya know naughty sexy, go into a meeting knowing I'm wearing a sexy lacy bra and panties that maybe someone will get a glimpse of if my shirt falls just right.
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Another story the party...
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Posted:Apr 11, 2013 6:21 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2013 12:35 pm
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I just walked into the party and I see you. You seem to have the same look of shock and surprise on your face as I do mine. You think about approaching me then you realize I am not alone but with a rather handsome date. So you change direction and head to the bar.
Later on in the evening we find out that you and my date share a mutual acquaintance and when you see us heading for you, it takes all your strength not to panic. My date introduces us and you sigh with relief when you realize that I am an outstanding actress.
I put out my hand for you to shake and tell you it’s a pleasure to meet you, but I say it with such an icy tone you almost get a chill down your spine. We muddle through the small talk and I excuse myself to use the restroom. As I am walking away I hear you mention you need to refresh your drink.
You catch up to me and grab my arm and shuttle me out to the hallway. Hissing at me you ask, “what the hell are you doing here?” I pull away from you and tell you I had no idea you would be here tonite and I promise to stay away from you. And I mumble under my breath, “that is if that’s what you want.” I go to walk into the ladies room and you follow behind me, “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” you hiss again, fearing someone may be in the bathroom. I turn around and say, “exactly what I said, I think I was clear enough with my words.” You notice that icy tone again in my voice and ask me what is wrong with me why am I so bitchy to you. We hear someone opening the door and you say shit and push me into the stall. I start to giggle and you put you hand over my mouth and stand on the toilet while someone walks past to the next stall.
I am still giggling at the situation and decide to make it more uncomfortable for you by unzipping you pants and putting my hand inside. You grab my hair and I wince and you ask me what the hell am I doing we will get caught for sure! You are now torn between anxiety and excitement because while you were lip ranting I managed to make you rock hard. We hear the occupant of the other stall washing her hands and leaving, and I make my move. While you’re trying to get down off the toilet I undo your pants completely and take your now hard cock into my mouth. You almost slip in the toilet and make some incomprehensible words, all I can understand is, “dammit, you are an evil woman.” Which comes out as half a groan, I giggle deep in my throat and continue to suck and nibble on your cock while you are half standing/half squatting on the toilet trying to stay balanced and dry. I can sense you about to cum and I stop you and tell you sit on the toilet. You comply, hike up my skirt and I straddle you on the toilet slowly putting your cock into my very wet pussy. As I ease down, you notice I am not wearing any panties and I have thigh highs on. I kiss you roughly, my tongue searching for yours. I let out a hiss of pleasure as I feel you completely side deep inside me. This makes me want to fuck you hard, as I am riding you I lean back and arch my back, you reach into my blouse and start to play with my rock hard nipples. This makes me orgasm so hard I shake uncontrollably and you have to grab me and keep me from falling. I lean forward and kiss you deeply again and let out a moan that makes you explode. When we recover from the orgasm, I look up into your eyes and you tell me that I am an evil, evil woman. I just throw my head back and laughingly say but quickies can be so much fun. You are unable to reply because I hear someone coming in the bathroom; we just freeze, after I hear the other stall door close and lock, I get up run to the door to make sure the coast is clear and motion for you to hurry up and get out. You race to the door, bend down to give me a quick kiss and again tell me I am evil. I giggle and shut the door behind us and go in search of my date and you wander off to get a much-needed drink.
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This a repost of a story I wrote...
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Posted:Apr 10, 2013 7:46 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2013 12:36 pm
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We make plans for dinner at your new place. As I am driving over it begins to rain. By the time I find your place it is pouring out and I have difficulty finding a parking space near your building. I take the first space I find behind the building and begin the hike to you entrance that is in front. I give up on running to your place being that I get soaked the minute I step out of my vehicle.
I trudge up the stairs to you apt and realize the doors are not clearly marked. “Great!” I curse, then I walk up to the first door that looks like it some form of life in it, that is when I notice the apartment numbers are etched into the brass door knocker. I slap my head, “Major blonde moment,” shaking my head at my stupidity I begin to look for your door. I knock and you open the door smiling, until you see my appearance, soaking wet from head to toe, hair plastered to my head. You leave me at the door, and I am thinking, “Gee thanks, I’m glad to see you too.” You come back with a large bath towel and wrap it around me. As you are doing this you ask me what the hell happened. I start to unwrap you and the towel and begin to tell you of my tale in the rain. You laugh and say, “C’mon CJ lets get you dried off and warmed up.” I ask where the bathroom is so I can take a hot shower. You tell me you’re going to start a fire. I glance over and just notice your new place has a fireplace that takes up almost most of one of the living room wall. I notice the beauty of the polished rock that surrounds the opening.
You slap my bare ass and tell me the bathroom is upstairs to the right in your room. I turn around and look at you with a raised eyebrow and you just grin, and start the fire. While I’m in the shower trying to warm up I can sense you in the bathroom. And I can hear you fumbling around, I get ready to step out and you push me back in. Pushing me against the tiled wall, you kiss me deep and hard and reach down to my pussy. I shift around so you can get easier access and let out a groan as you hit just the right spot. You bite my lip as I let out yet another groan and I ride your fingers. After I reach orgasm you push me around and shove your hard cock inside me. I let out a shiver but not from being cold, you stop and pull out. Pushing me down to my knees you guide your cock inside my mouth, I take it greedily and willingly. I suck on you and play with your balls, knowing when you will explode I slow down only to have you grab my hair and push my head, forcing you deeper down my throat. I can sense the telltale signs and then feel you shooting your load down my throat.
After you shudder from me still sucking and not letting go, you forcefully pull me up and kiss me hard again, saying to me, “You know how that makes me feel…” I just nod and kiss you again.
You tell me dinner is ready downstairs and its getting cold. We get out and get dressed and go downstairs to the dining room, I let out a gasp of surprise. The outside of the building is very deceiving the room is larger than I anticipated. Not a grand room but larger than I would have expected. You have the table arranged with our meals and candles for lighting. I sit down in a daze and wonder what else about this place is deceiving. You serve me and we eat and drink a light wine with dinner. The talk is simple and quiet, relaxed. I am relaxed after the trek to your place and the shower. You serve me dessert, chocolate cake with chocolate icing and a cherry. I raise my eyebrow and purrr, “Nice touch.” You pull it off the cake and feed me the cherry and kiss me. I reach down and put some of the icing on my finger and guide it to your mouth but don’t put it in your mouth; I put it on your nose and giggle. You scrunch up you nose and say, “ you wanna play huh…” I just grin at you, before I notice you have the slice of cake in your hands and you are tearing off my shirt. I half protest, because I am thinking what the hell am I gonna wear home and I really liked that shirt.
You take the cake and start to try and rub it across my breast but I am already getting up and trying to run from you. You stand there for only a moment before you realize what just happened and take pursuit of me. I look back and see you on my heels and squeal and laugh at the same time. I almost run right into the French doors, but open them just before you grab me and gently feed me the cake. I look at you with surprise and you tell me it just wasn’t fun anymore with out the element of surprise.
I realize that we are out on your balcony and I smile and giggle. I suggest we go back inside and you ask why. I raise an eyebrow and drop to my knees and find you already bulging in your pants. I fumble with the buttons and release you only to take you in my mouth and enjoy you once again. You pull me away and guide me to a chair and have me lie down, take down my jeans and spread my legs while you bury your face deep in between my legs. I arch my back from your expertise with your tongue and the fact that we are outside which only intensifies my excitement. I come quickly and you pull me up to bend me over the railing and fuck me from behind, first fast and hard then slower I ask why you slowed down and you said you want to make it last longer. So I start to push against you and thrust you deeper inside me until I start to cum, and you let loose. I can feel our cum dripping down my leg and I turn around and kiss you again.
You pull me into the living room and lay me down by the fire and add more wood before lying down behind me and wrapping me in your body. We lay for a while just watching the fire and listening to each other’s breathing. It raining again and we can hear it hitting the balcony. You kiss my head and get up to get another glass of wine. We decide to watch a movie and snuggle on the couch. Halfway through the movie I notice your breathing has changed and you are sleeping. I snuggle deeper into the crook of your arm and watch the rest of the movie. When it ends I try to gently wake up to no avail. I gently kiss you and decide its time for me to go home, but when you respond to my kiss and I realize you are still asleep; I slide down to your cock and start to lick it. First I lightly run my tongue up it and look for a reaction from you but your breathing hasn’t changed. So I start to lick it more and suck on it until its hard, again I look for signs of consciousness from you but you are still asleep. “Damn I think, how much wine did he drink?” I kiss the inside of your thigh and you start to stir but nothing else. I decide that a hard cock is a sad thing to waste so I straddle you and put you inside me. Trying to be quiet and not make too much noise I start ride you, slowly at first, then I can’t resist I start to ride harder and you wake up with a start at first then smile broadly. You reach for my tits and start to fondle them and ask me what I am doing. I can’t answer because I am too close to orgasm, you drop a leg to the floor to push even deeper inside me I arch back and let out a moan as I cum and you are right behind me. I fall forward on your heaving chest and lay there spend momentarily. You tell me that was hot and I can do it again anytime I want. All I can do is nod my head in affirmation. Once I get enough energy to get up, I go to the balcony to retrieve my jeans and ask you for a spare shirt since mine is ripped in half on the dining room floor. You grin a sheepish grin and get up to get me one to wear. As you are walking into the laundry room you look over your shoulder and ask me if I am sure I don’t want to go topless. I reply, “Mmmmmm no! Not today.” We both laugh and you hand me a t-shirt to put on and walk me to the door. I open the door and realize it’s pouring again and I am about to get soaked again so I let out a groan before I get ready to deal with the elements. Before I take one step you grab my arm and ask me to stay. We walk back into your place and you close the door behind you…
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Married men
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Posted:Apr 5, 2013 3:31 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2013 12:37 pm
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I have something I need to get off my chest...
I don't discriminate, if you are married,attached, single doesn't make a difference to me.
Ladies before you jump my ass read the rest of the post.
You can't blame me for your man stepping out of your relationship. It has nothing to do with me, if it weren't me it would be someone else.
I don't want your man for a relationship, you can keep him. People "cheat" for many different reasons. I don't care, don't want to hear the excuses.
I have been CHEATED on in both of my marriages. I know how it feels.So save your remarks.
Now down to my issue. IF you are MARRIED/ATTACHED, it is YOU who have a stricter schedule than I.And mine is rather restrictive.
If you chose to contact me and we hit it off, decide to take it further, DO NOT get mad at me because we cannot seem to set a date that works for both of us.I am not putting you off and using it as a game, you are the one who is attached... Do not assume I can host.
If I get an offer from a single guy before you can confirm our plans I WILL accept them.
I will not see you exclusively, you can't do the same for me.
I will not sit at home waiting for you to decide I'm worth seeing. I am and have plenty of men who realize it.
Why do I play with married/attached men?
They are appreciative of me. And know how I like to be treated.They guys I'm with are hot, so why not...
Its really nobody's business who I fuck but I felt the need to clarify these few things...
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Do Men NOTICE
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Posted:Apr 3, 2013 6:47 pm
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2013 2:43 pm
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I recently read an article in Cosmo about guys noticing certain things about women and it intrigued me, so I thought why not ask the VisionPersonals.com guys lol. So here goes...
Do you notice or care about the following:
Sweat-does it turn you on or off? What does it do for you?
Make up-do you care if I am made up or barefaced?
Razor stubble-do you worry about getting pricked in your face while diving?
Natural odor-yes down in the lady parts, guys sometime we have no time to freshen up and we aren't really supposed to .
Now keep in mind I am total clean freak, if I have it my way I shower, shave, the whole nine yards before doing the dirty but lately my boy toy has been breaking me of this... Lunch quickies... SO MUCH FUN! HOT HOT HOT!
Ok so back to the matter at hand...
Do you notice these things? Do they turn you off, on, indifferent?
Don't worry guys I am not planning on changing my habits but knowing its not always important may make me more apt to be spontaneous
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Men and directions
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Posted:Mar 9, 2013 10:36 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2013 3:02 pm
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What is it about men and directions? Twice this week I have encountered men who can't seem to follow directions.
How the hell do you find the bathroom in a new resturant? Nevermind you can't seem to find the toilet you are standing in front of at times...
One lives in another state and is coming to visit a ski resort, asked me if I would like to meet up... Ummmm sure if your going to DRIVE down off the mountain to meet me here first.
How far is it?
Oh IDK GOOGLE OR MAP QUEST IT!!!!!
What a waste of my time!
How hard is it read a profile??? Maybe if it wrote it on my tits or twat????
The other was a guy who wanted to meet today. He was a persistent bugger and lucky for him I relented.
We made plans to meet at a local chain establishment, unfortunately this particular place has several locations in my town.
I clearly gave him the nearest intersection and he managed to go to the wrong one. I told him he was at the wrong one and went home. With his persistence I relented and went back to the correct location and met. He is a nice guy and if things work out we will see each other again. But for the love of PETE! Pay attention, follow directions!
he commented on my "meaness" and I told him its frustration from dealing with someone who doesn't follow directions. This pretty much stems to most of the male human race unfortunately. Hopefully he will be able to follow direction in the bedroom or he will be leaving rather quickly.
Guys are you afraid you will lose your MAN CARD if you follow directions from a woman?
I have to tell you, its a turn on for me when you can pay attention to what is being told and follow directions. ]
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Happy Birthday to me OMG!!! part II
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Posted:Feb 20, 2013 9:11 am
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2013 10:57 am
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My friend invited me out for my birthday to a local bar. I thought ok haven't been out in a while, its a local bar what can happen?
Wrong question!!!
It started out tame enough a few beers before bar. We had a Long Island Ice tea (they were the special lol). And ran into a friend of hers... We did a shot of Kamakazee and he said that went down too slow so he bought us another shot. I don't know what the hell it was but it went down smooth. Too smooth... Next thing I know the DJ tells everyone its my birthday and I am getting shots handed to me and lost count.
This guy offered to buy me a drink and I thought what the hell, he buys me a drink and seems to think he owns me! After numerous times of telling him to back off my friend comes up and lays one on me! Looks up at the guy and says, "That's my bitch! Back off!" I think if I were sober the shock would have shown on my face. All in all I had a fantastic night! Don't remember getting to bed but also didn't have a COYOTE UGLY moment!
The next day was a bit of a challenge! I woke up at 7 am realized my phone was dead and passed out. Finally got up at 11am phone still dead... Had plans to meet Worlds at 11... Ut oh!
My friend comes down and asks if I can give her a ride to get her car. Ok no problem... Ok one problem, my purse with my keys are in her car at the BAR! My car is in the driveway with my charger in it and I can't get into the car lol. We get her car and I get back finally plug my phone in... Can't get it to turn on for about 15 mins. Yes it was DEAD! Once it turns on, I have 14 yes 14 text messages mostly from Worlds some from the guy I was supposed to meet for coffee that morning! And two voice mails, both from Worlds the latter he had some panic in his voice...
"If I don't hear from you in the next 5 mins I am going to the police department and filing a missing persons report."
Too late! He was at the police station and they had file a BOLO for me! LOL I felt so irresponsible! And Loved too
He had them cancel the report and needless to say was relieved to hear from me. Once again he was my KNIGHT in TARNISHED ARMOR!
I am sure he will post a blog about his take on the morning too lol. He told the officer, she is the most responsible person I know! She would not do something like this!
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Happy Birthday to me OMG!!!
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Posted:Feb 20, 2013 8:51 am
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2013 3:20 pm
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So last Friday was my birthday and also happened to be the day my driver's license expired. Off to the DMV, I get there with my bestie
Worlds and I notice they don't take credit cards (GRRRR) I yell to him outside, "Hey can you run to the bank and get cash they don't take credit cards!" He being my knight tarnished armor took to the streets and went to the bank. Keep in mind he is not familiar with my small town so finding the bank was a bit of a challenge. I'm waiting at the DMV for him to come back told the clerk I will come back when he gets back she advises me to just come back up to her window when he is back. Ok great!
He gets back on what seems to be turning the corner on two wheels and races in to give me the money. I pop over to the window and thought it was gonna start a riot! Why can I just waltz to a window and get help???? The look on the clerks face who was being asked this was classic dead pan. "She's special that's why..."
Next its time to wait to get my mug shot for my new driver's license, I sat down waiting for my name to be called. An elderly woman came and was waiting so I offered he my seat and took another across the room. While plopping my ass down in the seat I crack my head on the glass bulletin board behind me.
A guy standing by me rushes over, mind you worlds is standing next to me... Leans in, "OMG are you OK???" Well ya I just hit my stupid ass head on the glass. Worlds busts out laughing. And says something to the effect here we go again...
If you have read any of his posts you will know that I get picked up or attempted to any place we go. We also tend to almost get thrown out of places for laughing so much...
After we get that done we go to a restaurant for brunch and of course are laughing and carrying on. We are almost done and who do I see... the little thief who stole my phone on Christmas. Yes I knew he worked there just didn't know he worked during the day. I was trying to keep from being found out and Worlds was having none of it! He started making jokes about here take my phone etc. I was laughing so loud I was ready to leave. Thankfully we were done with our meal and headed out anyway. I pity that boy, especially now that Worlds knows where he works and what he looks like...
MORE LATER...
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Its a small world/Cheaters and Liars
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Posted:Feb 10, 2013 12:39 pm
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2013 10:12 am
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Please be patient with me with one because I am a bit tired and pissed off...
Let me start with the obvious. The Swinger Lifestyle is small. I don't mean that there are not many people who are involved with it so much as you most likely will know someone who knows someone, who knows someone you know.
Case in point. My dear dear friend knows a woman who is married and cheats. She has lamented to him about her 'cubs' blowing her off etc. She also "plays" with my darling friend and has the audacity to play the hurt when she finds out he is "playing" with others.
I know a guy who is married and up until recently wouldn't have sex outside of his marriage. Although he IS a member on this site. He told years ago he wouldn't have sex with anyone he just likes to watch, take pics,vids, etc.
Said guy still keeps in touch with me although I would not bow to his requests. I chatted with him last night and found out some interesting information that I will share here.
Recently he had sex with someone who is in a SIMILAR situation as his. She hasn't REALLY stepped out of her marriage until they were together.
Are you ready....
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YES! you guessed it!!!! Its the same woman who has been "playing" and lamenting to my friend about her other playmates bailing on her for two years. THERE IS THE CHEATER AND LIAR! But folks it gets much better. And yes of course he is a CHEATER too call it what it is lol.
I asked him why he chose her over me. His response was because I have a stable and he had safety concerns about his health and being with me. ME??????????
So I informed him of my requirements ( no glove no love) which he seemed to have forgotten and advised him that I have been seeing one guy on a regular basis for over 7 months!
I sooo wanted to scream out..."YOU DUMB FUCKING MORON! YOU'RE SO CALLED UNTAINTED BITCH HAS BEEN FUCKING MORE GUYS THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE! HELL I'M SURPRISED YOU DIDN'T NEED A 2X4 STRAPPED TO YOUR BACK TO KEEP FROM FALLING IN THE GAPING HOLE!
Of course I did no such thing. My thoughts, you are both fucking no good cheaters and liars you deserve each other!
My next issue was that my friend who still sees this TWAT was unaware of this and recently went on a rant protecting this poor excuse for a female. After learning what I did about her situation with the cheater and how she deceived him. I was more enraged that my friend was going to get hurt. So I again did something I never do I interfered and told him what I learned. He pretty much told me its his issue and leave it alone, he has seen her about 20 times in two yrs its no big deal. Hmmm 20 times in 2 yrs that's aprox once a month. Pretty good for someone who hasn't really stepped out of her marriage.
Any way this is my response:
Idk care what she does I pretty much told him he found what he wanted so have at it! He didn't think I was good enough because I had multiple partners. Well guess what asshole, so does she I just don't lie about it!
I told him no I would not play in the same room for several reasons. One I would go off on that lying bitch, two I'm not fucking good enough to Fuck but you wanna watch!!!
I can see I made a mistake telling you about what he told me but I don't want to see you get hurt by another lying skank.
I will make every effort to keep my mouth shut and support you when you need a shoulder to lean on. No matter how heart breaking it is for me to see you have to go through it.
You are a good man and you deserve to be treated better than any of these fucking twats have treated you. No matter what you did in the past!
And hope the day never comes that I cross their paths because I will remove the filter and the gloves will come off!!!!!
Ok yes I let the fur fly and I will indeed tell her how I feel about her lying skank ass if I should ever come in face to face contact with her.
Sooo folks, remember it is a small world after all! You never know who is fucking who! So be careful who you talk about and to who and why you lie. I for one and upfront and honest and don't need to lie to get laid.
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Lowering my standards
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Posted:Feb 8, 2013 8:56 pm
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2013 1:22 pm
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Lately I have been wondering if I am lowering my standard or expanding my horizons...
Here are few changes I have noticed about myself, things that I would not have tolerated in the past or thought twice about not bothering.
I still have my boy toy who can be a pain in the ass at times, but now that I know him better and I learned his behaviors things are better. Although the play dates are erratic and not enough.
There have been guys I met who don't quite look like their pics but hey I don't always look like mine right... Well I am talking about missing hair,teeth (J/K about the teeth)... Gained a few pounds, ok more than 10! Some older than me, folks I'm a cougar, I play with mostly younger guys. And other attributes that in the past would make me crinkle my nose and say no way!
Also, opting to meet and even play with some men that in the past I would not have batted an eyelash at let alone meet and possibly play with.
I know I am NOT doing it out of desperation, but it does raise the question...
AM I LOWERING MY STANDARDS OR EXPANDING MY HORIZONS?
Am I maturing in my decision making when it comes to play mates, looking past the superficial or am I just lowering my standards and getting sloppy...
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Pandering
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Posted:Feb 4, 2013 3:44 pm
Last Updated:Mar 9, 2013 10:13 am
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I accidentally deleted the email my friend sent me about this situation so I have to go by memory sorry if I miss anything...
My friend who is also on this site was setting up a play date with someone from here. She was quite the flake to start and when they finally set a date she sent the most fucked up email I have ever read
I swear it was bordering pandering! The legalese is written a little different...
'panderer
1. a person who caters for vulgar desires, esp in order to make money I swear it was bordering pandering!
Hi,
We do not need to get a room but I do request a monetary offering.
I keep a clean apartment, and fresh clean sheets.I don't have pets so I don't have 3 dogs sleeping in bed with me.
I like ambiance which includes music, candles,etc and there is the cost of condoms and lube.
I am not a just a single Mom who likes to have sex. So if you are interested in sane, safe sex let me know.
This is a paraphrase of the letter but you get the idea.
My thought was WOW this woman has balls!!!!
And nerve to boot!
Am I wrong or is she outright requesting money for sex?
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