"SHELLY WANTS YOU TO EAT HER OUT", SHE SAID OVER THE LANDLINE"
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Posted:Jul 1, 2016 4:54 am
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Kathy Smith had come to Southern California--Hollywood--to become a songwriter...
I use her real name here because it's such a common name there's not a chance she will ever be "outed" by this little post. As I write this, I love the memories of Kathleen that come flooding back to me from the years I knew her-- and the many sexual adventures we had together.
Kathy Smith was a beautiful Brunette with an English body that was as white and as smooth as ivory. She was the only woman I ever knew who could eat her fill of donuts, and cream cakes, and everything fattening, and maintain a constant weight of about 130. She was 5 ft, 6 inches tall, and had those beautiful English legs that the English ladies are famous for.
Oh, and what an absolutely delicious and beautiful pussy Kathleen had.. Even back in those days, the middle 1960's, she trimmed her pussy and sometimes kept it without any hair at all. Kathy loved to play pretend games involving sexual fantasies, and when she removed all the hair from her lovely pubis--well-- you can probably guess the games she liked to play then.
Kathy had never had , never wanted any, never married, didn't want to be, and had the pussy of a virgin girl with the outer lips tight together and the inner lips also tight and looking like she'd never had a penis intrude...
Kathy Smith LIKED me, and I liked her. Neither of us LOVED the other, and that's probably why the relationship we had lasted for a decade...
"Shelley wants you to eat her out." It was early afternoon on a Wednesday, and I was home in my apartment only a mile from where Kathy lived in a high rise on St. Andrews Place in Hollywood. I was working on some homework for a class I was taking in L.A. City College under the old G.I. Bill.
"Her husband won't go down on her, and she's never had anyone lick her pussy ..I told her how you love licking pussy besides-- sucking cocks.. "
My mind was still on the homework I was doing, and I hadn't fully realized the beauty of this situation yet... " Why me?"
"WELL," Kathy said, "You're AVAILABLE right now, and she's met you, and I've told her how much you love to eat ME out. She trusts me... and.. her husband is away today, so she has a chance to DO IT, if you could come right over now...."
There was no sense asking Kathy why SHE didn't eat her friend out..THAT was something Kathy just WOULD NOT do.
In thirty minutes I was at Kathy's apartment door-- knocking.
Shelley smiled at me, and looked a little nervous, but I tried to put her at ease right away. I told Shelley, "You're a beautiful woman, and I appreciate you letting me do this for you, and for myself too... If I do anything you don't like, just let me know and I'll stop right away.." as I spoke, I moved close to Shelley and took her hand gently in mine. Shelley was sitting on Kathy's sofa, and I kneeled in front of her and I gently touched Shelley's cheek and then her shoulder while looking deeply into her pretty brown eyes.
Shelley was wearing a lightweight summer dress of yellow and red flowers with a red belt. She had on a pair of brown sandals and I gently took them off her feet and massaged her ankles and feet and then let my hands very gently move up her calves. I could smell a faint odor of some light perfume coming from Shelley, and the touching of her body had my cock already hard. I was only wearing white cotton shorts and a white T-shirt.
"This will be our secret" I said. "Kathy knows I don't go blabbing about the things I do to a bunch of guys... or to anyone."
Kathy said, " That's right Shelley, he doesn't go blabbing secrets..And, I'll be right here too.."
I stood and showed Shelley the bulge in my shorts.. "The thought of you already has me hot.."I told her, and pulled off my lightweight shorts. My penis was standing up only a few inches from Shelley's face, and she studied it for awhile and said.."It's pretty!.. My husband's is natural, you know, uncut.." and she moved her head forward and surprised me be taking the head of my penis in her mouth...
"Wait.." I said, "I want to make you cum first.." and I kneeled back down in front of Shelley and this time ran my hands lightly all the way up her legs to her panties and very softly ran my forefinger on her slit over the silk panties she was wearing. Shelley stood up, undid her red belt, and pulled her summer dress over her head and handed it to Kathy, who was watching everything but knew to stay quiet.
Shelley sat back down on the sofa while I pulled her pink and blue panties down her legs. She didn't resist, and I noticed she was breathing a little deeper and seemed to be relaxing more each minute.
With Shelley's dress and panties off, Kathy silently helped Shelley remove her bra. I didn't waste any time and dived right into Shelley's pussy. Her bush was trimmed to about 1/4 inch, and her pubis smelled excitingly lovely with a wonderful musky odor. Shelley moved her legs wide apart and the pink tip of her clit stuck out almost 1/2 inch. I was surprised when I saw Kathy holding Shelley's right breast and gently rubbing the large pink nipple.
All three of us were getting more and more excited. Kathleen too, was only wearing a lightweight dress of some kind of yellow diamond pattern. Kathy took her dress off and was nude underneath it.
I had my lips and tongue on Shelley's clit and two fingers in her very lubricated pussy. Shelley began to moan and then almost by a reflex, Shelley pulled Kathy's standing body close to her and reached out with her tongue to taste Kathy's pubis. Kathy shivered and sank down on the sofa on her knees as Shelley began to moan and tongue Kathy the way I was doing to Shelley.
Kathy let out a whimper and grabbed Shelley's head in both her hands and I knew from the moans and whimpers Kathy was making that she was cumming..
Suddenly, Shelley began to thrust wildly against my face and let out a low wail...and came for what seemed to me for a long time. Shivering, with her whole body jerking.
I stood back up and grabbed my penis, and was starting to cum when Shelley took it in her mouth as I came, swallowing my spurting cum..
It would be a lie to say this was the only time the three of us got "together."
If Shelley's husband ever suspected anything, I never heard about it.
Shelley's husband was a strict Catholic. I don't think their sex life was very satisfying to Shelley.. The times I was with Shelley she seemed to be sex-starved and hungry for praise at how she looked and smelled, and how lovely a woman she was. She was a honey blonde, with long hair, a nice body, and a pretty mouth. Shelley was a little plumper, and an inch or two shorter than Kathleen... I think she had a huge crush on Kathy, and the two of them were together a lot during the time Shelley lived in Hollywood.
Kathleen never became a successful song writer. The majority of people who came to Hollywood during the 1950's and 1960's to find fame and fortune, never made it to their dreams... At least those people gave their dreams a TRY, and I certainly won't blame them for that.
Shelley and her husband moved back to somewhere in the mid-west. I heard from Kathleen that
Shelley had settled into the role of housewife and mother, and ended up having four -- three girls and one boy-- and began going frequently with her husband to church.
by david stardust... July 1, 2016... Friday morning...
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SYNCHRONICITY SUCK OFF.
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Posted:Jun 30, 2016 4:09 am
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syn·chro·nic·i·ty
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the simultaneous occurrence of events that appear significantly related but have no discernible causal connection.
On the Mojave Desert where I live it's now 110 plus every day. Because of the heat, I dislike going anywhere until the weather starts to moderate late in July.
Of course supplies need to be gathered for living even at this time of year, and it was my turn to go to buy some things. "Don't forget to get rolls of paper towels!" Marisol said as I went out the door.
I was wearing only a pair of old slip-on shoes with no socks, a pair of thin green cotton shorts, and a white T-shirt. When I went out to get in my old Dodge Colt (with no A/C ), I was just a little chilly.
The desert is a strange paradox in many ways. Because of the extreme low humidity, the area cools rapidly when the sun sets. At the time I set off for the store it was only 7 AM and the temperature was 78, cool enough with the little wind that was blowing, to be chilly on my old heat-acclimated body.
I drove to a new coffee shop near the grocery store, and ordered a hot black coffee. The place was surprisingly busy, and when I sat down at one of the outside tables, a young guy, asked if he could sit with me at my table since most other places were already filled up by people who'd stopped for coffee on their way to work.
"Sure," I said, "No problem.." when the guy asked to join me.
"Somebody has been busy." The young guy said to me...
I didn't know what he was talking about until he pointed down at the table where he sat and I saw a deep scratch on the table, but couldn't read it from my spot across from him.."What does it say?" I asked.
"Donald TRUMP sucks his own dick !" The young guy read to me.
"Well, that must be a lot of fun for him..." I said with a smile.
He surprised the heck out of me when he replied, "You better believe it, I can do it and it's great.." The guy looked right in my face when he said that.
The young guy was nice looking. He was in his twenties I guessed, and looked to me like he was a military guy because he was clean shaven and his blonde hair was cut in a short brush cut. He was slim. He looked pretty athletic... He was wearing red running shorts, a loose fitting yellow T-shirt, and white sneakers. When he'd walked up to my table and asked if it would be OK to join me, he looked to be about 5 ft 8, or 9 inches tall, and about 150 pounds.
When he told me he sucked his own dick, MY dick gave a jump and started rising. The thin green shorts I was wearing didn't do much to hide the bulge. I didn't try to cover it up. I've been picking up strange guys all my life, and I think I've developed a sort of radar when opportunities for a sweet sex episode happens. It was happening now, and this guy and I both knew it.
I hadn't put in my pretty Chinese teeth when I dashed for the store, and now I was happy I hadn't. I still look pretty good without teeth.. Unless I clench my jaws together no casual observer even realizes I don't have teeth.
I was so sure of this young guy that I jumped right over all the play acting and went right to the bulls eye.. He was watching me closely and I sensed he was a little excited. "I leaned closer to him across the table, and I blurted it right out, "Would you like to have me suck you off?"
"Oh yeah, Pop, he whispered back.."
We both got up from the table. My cock was hard and anyone who looked would have seen it clearly etched against the thin green shorts I was wearing.
The guy was driving an older hatchback with Arizona plates on it. The great thing was that it had very dark, tinted windows all around.
We both got in his car, and he drove a little way in the parking lot and parked in the dark shade of a large bushy desert tree. The seats of his hatchback went all the way down. He shucked off his red gym shorts. It was still early, and no one was anywhere around where he'd parked. I pulled off my green shorts and grabbed his pretty dick while I stripped off my thin white T shirt.. His cock was already hard, and felt hot in my hand.. He had a fat six incher. It was uncut, but was nicely trimmed and had a nice large mushroom head. My mouth was watering as I went down on his penis to his balls with one fast swoop of my head and watering mouth... O.M. G. I thought, as I worked his cock with my tongue and lips.
"I want to do you too..." the young guy said.
We rolled together into a 69, and his hot mouth did the same to my cock as I was doing to his.
Without my teeth in, I was able to use every part of my mouth. When I suck cock, my mouth becomes a sex organ to me. My gums,tongue and roof of my mouth glided over his smooth, hot, cock and I knew he was going to squirt his cum fast.. That got me so excited that my dick was ready to go when he went. All parts of my mouth were as sensitive as my dick. Five, six, seven, spurts of hot cream filled my mouth on the top of my tongue and I swallowed it all.
He swallowed my cum too. We were both out of breath and both sweating a little. I sat up and pulled on my white T-shirt, found my slide-on shoes, and pulled on my green shorts.
"Will you be here tomorrow? I asked him..
"No," he said, "I gotta' be in Santa Rosa tonight."
I didn't remember exactly where Santa Rosa was, as I opened the hatchback's door and climbed out..
"Too bad.."I said. "That was a great one.."
We shook hands, and he said, "For me too... I think you made me cum faster than I ever have before..."
I walked back to my old Dodge Colt, savoring the flavor of his cum still in my mouth, and the complement from the guy.
There was a spring in my step as I thought how I'd just been writing about how I loved to suck off strangers a day before on my VisionPersonals.com blog. Synchronicity worked for me in strange, exciting ways.. I was 79 but still was able to have fun with guys like the one I'd just sucked off. Most of the time we never even knew each other's name. Just like this time.
I went into the grocery store and bought some packaged chicken parts to cook for the dogs, a large bag of Lamb and rice food for them, paper towels for M... four cans of hot, spicy Hormel Chile along with a few cloves of fresh garlic, a large container of Cumin powder, a whole assortment of fresh vegetables, a large bottle of Ken's salad dressing, a seedless watermelon and a large plastic bag of fresh sweet cherries...
by david stardust.. Thursday morning, June 30, 2016
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DOES EVERYONE HAVE A HOMO SIDE?
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Posted:Jun 29, 2016 7:05 am
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Overtly no, I don't think everyone does. Do you think everyone does?
Can everyone be COAXED into gay activity? What do you think about that?
Everyone is too big a number in my opinion...
Perhaps most people can, under the proper circumstances.
Do you think that women are more apt to take part in gay activity than men are?
Oh, Yes, I really do.... 90 percent of the women I've been intimate with have had urges to try having a sexual fling with another woman. Do you have any experience along this line?
Society is much easier on bisexual women than it is on bi men. Two women making out is something that most men find very sexy. Two men making out is something that makes a lot of people sick to their stomach. Do you like to see two men getting each other off? Or, does it make you sick to watch them?
Would you like to watch me take a nice looking man's cock in my mouth and get him off and swallow his cum...? Or, would that completely turn you off?
I get completely filled with the most intense lust when I meet a strange man in a park, or somewhere we can have sex without being seen-- or most importantly-- not arrested. When I know from the guy's actions, or words, that he'd like to have me blow him, I go almost into another world of total lust... When I unzip his fly and take out his penis, I'm just about cumming myself, without even getting his cock in my mouth yet.
This type of fast stranger sex is common among a lot of gay and bi men, and we all seem to get so much pleasure from doing it, that all the societal scorn placed on us, and all the sex police used to try and trap us in the act, doesn't keep us from doing it every chance we have of getting away with it.
Stranger sex is usually so intense and so fast-paced that it only takes a couple of minutes to take a man's load and walk away with the salty flavor of cum still in our mouths, and our minds going over every moment of that sweet ecstasy while it lasted.
A lot of men who do this sort of dangerous sex, remain in the closet, with wifes and at home not having a clue about what the guy does every chance he gets. I've known a few women who also have this special lust to suck dicks, but women who are into it, are few and far between--and-- women don't have the same social "thumbs down" pressure on them that cock sucking men have..
I'm not complaining. Life is what it is and there's no sense in complaining about our habits that are looked down on in our culture.
by david stardust, Tuesday morning, June 28, 2016...
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HAVE YOU BEEN IN A COMPETITION FOR LOVE ?
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Posted:Jun 28, 2016 1:57 am
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Love triangles can get deadly in a short, violent time.
When I first came to Los Angeles from Connecticut, I met a young Mexican girl who was working in a downtown restaurant. It was one of those young love at first sight, sort of things. Before I knew what had happened I was a married young man. The woman was a great woman, but the differences in our cultures pried us apart in a couple of years, and then I was a divorced young man.
Right after our divorce, I had a fling with my ex-wife's younger sister... Big Mistake.. Romyna, (my ex-wife) knocked on the door of the apartment where I was living and asked sweetly if we could talk.. I let her in, and before I knew exactly what was happening, Romyna lunged at me with a butcher knife and stabbed me in the shoulder.
I was able to take the knife away from Romyna, and then she was calm, and helped me patch my shoulder up. The wound was superficial, and Romyna was ever thankful I didn't put the police on her...(What the F. I deserved to be stabbed !!) Romyna, her sister Martha, and I, stayed friends--yes, with benefits--for all their lives.. Both sisters died only a couple of years apart in their early 60's.
My next adventure of the heart was with a pretty blonde woman whose husband was still in the Navy. She and I carried on, and then lived with each other while her husband served out his final year in the service. Fortunately, for me, when the husband got out of the Navy, I was able to convince the woman to go back with him, and she did. The husband was not a revenge-seeking sort of guy, so I had nothing to fear.
My third adventure was with a woman who was older than me that I met in a creative writing class in a Hollywood Junior College. She also was married and HER husband WAS a revenge seeking sort of guy. Plus, he drank a lot-- plus-- he had a brother who was just as mean as he was.
At that time I lived in an upstairs apartment across the street from Los Angeles City College where thousands of students were always milling around. The woman's name was Jackie, and she telephoned me to tell me to get out of my apartment right away and go somewhere for a couple of days. Jackie's husband and his brother--along with a shotgun-- were drunk and had found my address in Jackie's purse. I lost myself among the students in the college, but kept a lookout for two guys who were after me. .
THAT adventure ended with Jackie getting a divorce, and she and I remained friends with benefits for a number of years. Jackie sadly died quite young age from a Staff Infection that she caught from an operation she had on a torn muscle in her thigh.
When people live and love, they step into a cauldron of hot emotions. I've had my share of those sorts of jealousy-fed red zones.
Marisol, too, was married at the time she and I started sleeping together. Fortunately for me her husband was never into any sexual appetite for M. or for anyone. He's one of those guy's who's mostly asexual. I can't say I'm friends with him, but I don't fear him coming after me..
What about you? Have you had your share of the GREEN-EYED monster? Jealousy is a competitive game where there are mostly no winners. Everyone loses.
by david stardust... Tuesday, June 28, 2016...
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I LIVED IN A 1956 VW VAN FOR TWO YEARS !
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Posted:Jun 27, 2016 3:25 am
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Two years prior to my buying the place where I've been living for the past forty years, a comfortable house trailer that belonged to my ex-brother in law, was my home.
I would have stayed right THERE if one of California's huge fires hadn't swept from Agora (a suburb of L.A.), all the way to the Pacific Ocean in Malibu, and burned the trailer to the ground.
I was fortunate because I wasn't home at the time of the fire, and even more lucky because most of my important papers and pictures were stored in a Rent-by-the-month storage locker in the Los Angeles area.
All of 1974, and 1975 found me living in a 1956 Volkswagon Van that I had converted into a pretty comfortable little home. Even though the VW Van was old, it had a rebuilt 40 engine, and a good transmission in it. I was born in 1937, so --at the time I lived in the old van I was in my mid-thirties-- I was 37 and 38 to be exact.
I wasn't penniless at the time. In fact I had a pretty good chunk of change saved up from a little porn business a group of ex-army friends and I, had earned making, and then selling and renting, Super 8 mm porn films to the beer bars located all over Hollywood.
Our business was legal and there was nothing wrong--legally-- with what Arch, Bill, Tidus, Ralph, and myself had been doing for a couple of years. We made scads of money, because the beer bars in Hollywood at that time were all showing porn movies in their bars. The U.S. Supreme Court had recently lifted the ban on porn, and there were no computers at that time to flood the marketplace like what's happened in today's world. Men all over were eager to watch porn on a screen. It was a brand new thing.
Our business was doing great, and as a bonus the boys and I got so much pussy--a different girl every night if we wanted it--that me and another one of the guys, Bill, started sucking cocks for a little sexual variety...
We would have stayed in the business, but a syndicate from New Jersey moved in on us, and all of us wanted to stay alive... We divided up our loot, and took off in different directions. All the filming equipment we used had been rented, so there was no loss of our capital in that department.
By the time this all went down, I was getting fed up with crowded city life anyway, and was longing for a place where I could look out and see nature, and not a bunch of people, vehicles and buildings.
I didn't want to spend the money I'd made living in a rented apartment, so I chose the old VW Van for a good opportunity to use as a home while I looked for what I finally found... This, my remote desert home.
My friends in L.A. thought I would sell off this place I bought in 1976, and return to the city after living here a couple of years. But I fell in love with the Mojave Desert, and threw myself into making the cabin I bought out here into a comfortable home.... I've never seriously looked back, and never regretted my moving here away from the maddening crowds, out into the open desert--a wasteland to most city people, but a paradise to me.
by david stardust... Monday morning, June 27, 2016...
The two pictures below are of that old VW Van.. which I've kept on my property as a memory of my early life...
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DON'T LET THE LITTLE THINGS SPEEDBUMP YOU OFF THE ROAD OF LIFE
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Posted:Jun 26, 2016 2:42 am
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If you get to live as long as I have-- or like a few of my old friends, even longer than I-- you'll find out for yourselves that all things are possible in this existence we call living.
Perhaps as some physicists now believe, we are just holograms, or a complex computer program running on some super race's computer for their amusement.
WHATEVER!.... As far as most of us are concerned life, is just life! Aside from the deeper meanings of it all, as an intellectual exercise, most of us don't care what the super brains think about our existence.
IF you get to live a long, long life, and you're a person who likes to reflect on the things that have happened to you during the years of your existence, you may come to the same conclusion I have...
You might be thinking now, "Okay, you old fool, what ARE you referring to? Don't pull on my dick (or, lick on my clit), without getting me off..."
The thing is, don't sweat the little stuff. Don't even sweat the BIG stuff. Things like anger, bitterness, envy, jealousy, denial-- ALL our emotions are just blowin' in the wind after we leave them behind in a few years.
A big secret in this life is to learn to enjoy the little things. Since this is a sex site, I'm underlining the enjoyment of a full sex life in this post. If your cravings are homosexual like some of mine are, you'll never feel fulfilled sexually until you let yourself satisfy those cravings.
My own experiences have led me to believe that most humans are bisexual, and given the proper environment, those cravings will cum out..
Not for all, but for a lot of people, our sexuality is a core pleasure that supersedes other pleasures. Some people are horrified when I tell the stories of the in my young life. For me, it was a wonderful experience that highlighted what crap we're often taught about what's right and what's wrong.
Things like kindness, gentleness, and love, are universal expressions that are always miles away from the "Dark Side" of living. Regardless of how those who try to control our lives and feelings attempt to bend our brains, real FREEDOM, comes from the ability to think for ourselves-- always-- about everything.
by david stardust... Sunday morning...June 26, 2016..
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SEX IS NOT THE PATHWAY TO NIRVANA
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Posted:Jun 25, 2016 1:16 am
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Essentially NIRVANA means to extinguish, to blow out.. (And I don't mean by a good blow job! lol
The cessation of Reincarnation as in the Indian, and the boat load of Eastern Religions, is deemed to be the peaceful end of the circle of life.
A person can get into a whole load of gibberish when one plows down into this stuff. Since these ancient religions spiral themselves around the belief that our lives are never ending, and one's death only leads to another incarnation, NIRVANA is the end of that road so to speak.
When one seriously considers our own demise, the thought that our deaths are like a light switch being turned off, and it's all over BUD, is not too bad a thought.
One nice thing about the Eastern religions is that most of them don't want to CONTROL us as badly as our Western religions do.
Of course Islam is a whole separate ball of wax and I don't even want to get into that crapola here.
I'm an Agnostic. In case some of you didn't know (and I realize you could care less about).. That means I don't know about what it's all about, or what comes after this life. I'm probably nearer the head of the line to take the long dive off this Earth than most of you sweet people who take the time to read this. Each morning when I get up early to make coffee for myself and for Marisol, I give thanks for another day of life on this beautiful, and peaceful Mojave Desert.
When I walk my dogs before the sun rises, and never see another human or vehicle, and smell the fresh, cool morning air, I give thanks to something.. perhaps nothing. I just think it's important for me to give thanks for being alive, and to be still able to stand, to walk, to eat a good steak, and of course to still get off with great orgasms.
by david stardust.. Saturday morning.. June 25, 2016..
P.S. In case you wonder why I sign and date all my posts, it's because I just want to let you all know that this stuff comes out of my own perverted skull, and isn't copied and pasted here...
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DOES YOUR MIND WORK IN STRANGE WAYS ?
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Posted:Jun 24, 2016 3:36 am
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By STRANGE I don't mean psychotic. I mean do you think outside the box about almost everything? Do you have a mind that twists and turns things you hear, see, and read, like the spinning board of your kitchen's Lazy Susan? Are you able to visualize things in your mind so that you can twist and turn those things at will?
OR, does your kitchen lack a Lazy Susan, and does your brain work in a linear way without all the manipulation?
I've written posts in the past about people who think differently about things from the vast majority of the population. I freely admit I'm one of those. I don't MEAN to be contrary. I don't go out of my way to be THAT way, it's just the way my mind works. I'm a cynic about nearly everything I hear or read.
Being the way I am, the way I think about things, doesn't mean that I don't like people, because I DO like people. It's just that I see the flaws in all of us humans, myself included.
Basically, people like me are pragmatists, and strive for the freedom to be themselves without the environmental and societal pressures to CONFORM to the frequently stupid mores of our culture. Most sexual laws, societal pressures, and taboos, have been created by the power brokers in a society.. Powerful politicians, Religious leaders, and Ultra rich manipulators control the news outlets of all societies. America has some of the greatest salesmen in the world, and most people can be sold anything when manipulated by experts.
If all persons in our society were the type of person I'm writing about in this post, it would be a kinder and gentler society. Our country, probably wouldn't function as a country, though, because everyone would be off somewhere doing his or her own thing.
Our world is controlled by money and powerful people who in most cases don't have the best interests of those below them in mind when they push their way through life.
Do you think Big Pharma has any real desire to CURE cancer or any other disease? Big Pharma's huge profits come from treating SYMPTOMS, not trying to find cures? Do you believe that the majority of politicians go into that field to actually help the little guy? Do you think that the majority of religious leaders, the one's who've graduated from recognized Divinity Schools, actually believe everything written in the Bible? Do you think the doctor you go to, actually knows anything about basic nutrition and how our bodies require 90 basic minerals, vitamins, and rare earth elements in order to thrive ?
The creation of the Internet has put a library of every written fact in the living space for all of us who want to have it there. The truth behind the facades of money, and power are now available for all of us little people to find out truth's about most everything for ourselves if we want to.
The tragedy that's looming about our Internet, is that governments all over the world, are chipping away at the freedom the Web allows us. Piece by piece, things are being censored and we're not allowed to see them. Of course the Big Shots see everything. They set themselves up as Gods over us, and we allow them to do just that.
By david stardust... Friday morning, June 24, 2016...
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DO YOU LIKE TO GET PEOPLE OFF ??
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Posted:Jun 23, 2016 2:48 am
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Two groups of people seem to exist when it comes down to basic sex. One group is interested in pleasing their partner, and the other group is only interested in being pleased themselves-- and could care less whether the other person is satisfied.
Most people I've talked to about this, believe that the man in the relationship is the one who frequently leaves his partner unsatisfied. I've known some women though, that get a thrill out of teasing their man by bringing him almost to orgasm and then doing things to keep him from cumming. Things like flipping on the TV by remote--accidentally--just as he's about to cum, or "accidentally" scratching his dick with her teeth toward the end of a blow job...
Teasing is also done by men. I knew one guy who told me he got a big kick out of leaving his girlfriend unsatisfied when they had sex. I found out as time went by that this guy was a closet sadist. He did a lot of things that I found reprehensible and I stopped seeing him because of those things.. For example, this couple had two beautiful small dogs, they were both French Poodles. The dogs were very smart and sweet. This guy would bring both dogs inside the house when he was fixing himself a BLT (bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich).. If you've ever had dogs, you KNOW that bacon is something that not only humans love, but a will do almost anything for a little bacon. Peanut butter is another thing they love. The guy would tease the dogs by pretending he was going to give them bacon and letting them watch as he ate it all, then harshly making them go back outside without giving them even a biscuit.
On the other side of this sex coin are people like me, who find it wonderfully exciting to make people cum. My older brother and I shared a bedroom as I was growing up, and I found it terrific to suck him off nearly every night for a number of years. He blew me a few times, but I was the one who loved making him cum..My older sister also got my services--the use of my tongue and lips-- without much reciprocation on her part.. It was all OK by me. I loved making both my brother and sister cum. Watching their faces, and hearing them trying to repress their moans, made me feel very powerful.
by david stardust...Thursday morning... June 23, 2016
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QUANTUM MECHANICS AND THE RULES OF ENTANGLEMENT
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Posted:Jun 22, 2016 4:23 am
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2016 3:02 am
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The Large Hadron Collider (LHC) is the world’s largest and most powerful particle accelerator. ... The LHC consists of a 27-kilometre ring of superconducting magnets with a number of accelerating structures to boost the energy of the particles along the way.
Don't worry!
Don't think for a second that I'm going to go into a long complicated, convoluted, half-assed explanation of what the heck this stuff is all about.. I have about as much understanding of it all as one thread in a fine Italian suit has of what the rest of the threads around it have created... About as much understanding as an Earthworm has of the concept of GOD.
I do know that somewhere down the line, it all plugs into WHY meditation works.
Yeah, that's right, just common, everyday meditation. Now I hope all you sweet people who are so bored that you decided to read this post, won't flood me with questions of WHY meditation works. WHAT KIND of meditation, and HOW do I do it.
I don't know! All I know is that it works for me in improving my life in every direction, and it has something to do with photons that are somehow entangled in places far out in the universe that are filled with nothing but dark matter.
There are probably a hundred thousand books and papers written about meditation and the effects it has on changing portions of the human mind over a period of time.
What can I add in a tiny post like this one?.. Just to try it, you may find you like it.. It can make crazy coincidences happen in your daily live.
Wednesday morning...June 22, 2016...by david stardust...
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GIVING YOUR DICK A VACATION
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Posted:Jun 21, 2016 3:44 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2016 8:53 pm
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If you're past middle age, taking off from good sperm releases is not a good thing. I've talked with men who are only in their 40's who've gone for six or seven months without having a climax..This is a very bad thing to do!
There's a pretty sound theory among health Scientists and nutritional researchers, that the male prostate gland needs a constant workout in order to keep from growing into the size of a watermelon and plugging a man's urinary tract to the point where he'll need a catheter shoved up his penis and into his bladder in order to pee.
The prostate gland will not grow to the size of a watermelon, that's an exaggeration, but it can grow large enough to cause a blockage in the urinary tract.
I'm not writing about the big "C" here. I'm writing about the normal growth of the prostate in the average man as he ages.
If you're a man living alone without a Significant Other, you should find a way to arouse yourself to the point of masturbation at least 3 times a week in order to clear the prostate and keep that little walnut-sized gland healthy.
Prostate massages are an excellent (and very pleasurable), way to discharge the prostate. There are plenty of massage houses that will do that form of massage to a man if he's a good customer, and tips well. A prostate massage is essentially being fucked in the ass by a semi-professional with a dildo or vibrating butt plug
until the has a very large and pleasurable orgasm.
Besides clearing the prostate frequently, there are other things a man who looks after his health should consider. Diet, exercise, and nutritional supplements of Vitamin C, Zinc, Magnesium, Astaxathin, Lutein, and special nutrients formulated especially to keep the prostate healthy. The specially formulated capsules for a man's prostate health usually combine a strong mixture of Saw Palmetto with other ingredients.
by david stardust...Tuesday morning, June 21, 2016...
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