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GregLondon
Over 90 days ago
Straight Male, 50
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"Would you like a ham sandwich," he said.
"What?" she asked, looking up from the Ford Fiesta.
"I saw you parked here and thought you might like a ham sandwich," he repeated, running his hands through his greying hair. "If you don't like ham I've got cheese and pickle.
She didn't usually accept sandwiches from strangers, but she was hungry and the car kept breaking down.
He handed her a sandwich. She noticed that his hands were shaking - he looked nervous.
"I can't help but notice that you're pregnant," he mumbled.
"Well, either I'm pregnant or really fucking fat, aren't I?" she snapped.
There was an awkward silence. She munched the ham sandwich. He looked up at the sky. It was grey. It would rain later.
"Fancy a fuck?" he asked, not quite daring to look her in the eyes.
"Yeah," she sighed. "Why not? I've got fuck all else to do. The AA aren't coming for another 3 hours."
So they fucked. He came in her arse and shuffled off into his blue van. She finished the sandwich and waited for the AA----------------
There you go.
"What?" she asked, looking up from the Ford Fiesta.
"I saw you parked here and thought you might like a ham sandwich," he repeated, running his hands through his greying hair. "If you don't like ham I've got cheese and pickle.
She didn't usually accept sandwiches from strangers, but she was hungry and the car kept breaking down.
He handed her a sandwich. She noticed that his hands were shaking - he looked nervous.
"I can't help but notice that you're pregnant," he mumbled.
"Well, either I'm pregnant or really fucking fat, aren't I?" she snapped.
There was an awkward silence. She munched the ham sandwich. He looked up at the sky. It was grey. It would rain later.
"Fancy a fuck?" he asked, not quite daring to look her in the eyes.
"Yeah," she sighed. "Why not? I've got fuck all else to do. The AA aren't coming for another 3 hours."
So they fucked. He came in her arse and shuffled off into his blue van. She finished the sandwich and waited for the AA----------------
There you go.
Ok. I am not a woman.
But here goes. In other threads in the forum, Dodgy Daz has been (quite rightly) castigated for trying to set up his wife for a dogging experience that she clearly doesn't want. Well, it's not exactly the same... but no matter how many women are here in the forum, it doesn't change the fact that Debbieweb's husband clearly doesn't feel too comfortable with swinging. She says that he works 7 days a week, and that whenever he comes home, she is either in here or on cam chatting to guys. Well, it seems to me that rather than having hordes of women in here saying "come on! swing!" someone should be asking if it's really what he wants. It might well be that it's not, and that he feels coerced into doing it (we've all said yes to partners because we're scared of losing them).
So, my message is to Debbieweb's bloke: Do what YOU want. Don't do anything you feel uncomfortable with, and don't do things just to please the missus if it's not what you want. You're in charge of your own life.
But here goes. In other threads in the forum, Dodgy Daz has been (quite rightly) castigated for trying to set up his wife for a dogging experience that she clearly doesn't want. Well, it's not exactly the same... but no matter how many women are here in the forum, it doesn't change the fact that Debbieweb's husband clearly doesn't feel too comfortable with swinging. She says that he works 7 days a week, and that whenever he comes home, she is either in here or on cam chatting to guys. Well, it seems to me that rather than having hordes of women in here saying "come on! swing!" someone should be asking if it's really what he wants. It might well be that it's not, and that he feels coerced into doing it (we've all said yes to partners because we're scared of losing them).
So, my message is to Debbieweb's bloke: Do what YOU want. Don't do anything you feel uncomfortable with, and don't do things just to please the missus if it's not what you want. You're in charge of your own life.
Daz, the majority of people here are up for intelligent (well, sometimes) debate about swinging, stupid jokes, and flirting. Why would we want to participate in you setting up your wife for a sexual experience she feels uncomfortable with?
How about this advice: talk to your wife, look at your marriage, do you really want to wreck it for some cheap sexual thrill? This is a woman you're supposed to respect, no?
How about this advice: talk to your wife, look at your marriage, do you really want to wreck it for some cheap sexual thrill? This is a woman you're supposed to respect, no?
One of the side effects of seroxat is that it was much harder to cum, at least at first. I didn't really mind... just meant that I lasted for hours instead of minutes!
Orgasms are overrated (for guys anyway), in that they put an end to all the fun. It's alright for women, but the problem with guys cumming is that your mental state goes from "oooh, this is so filthy and sexy" to "ugh... what the FUCK am I doing having sex with a transvestite in a grubby flat in east London?" in about half a second.
Orgasms are overrated (for guys anyway), in that they put an end to all the fun. It's alright for women, but the problem with guys cumming is that your mental state goes from "oooh, this is so filthy and sexy" to "ugh... what the FUCK am I doing having sex with a transvestite in a grubby flat in east London?" in about half a second.
Thanks Silk and Big G... I have only been here a couple of weeks so it's nice to know I am one of your favourite posters - thanks!
I've just discovered your website, which is great (aside from the fact that I hate sites built totally in Flash). Would you mind if I added a link to your site on my links page? You'll probably not get too many extra hits, just a few bemused office workers on the west coast of the US.
I've just discovered your website, which is great (aside from the fact that I hate sites built totally in Flash). Would you mind if I added a link to your site on my links page? You'll probably not get too many extra hits, just a few bemused office workers on the west coast of the US.
I think the internet can be fantastic, and I've made loads of friends over the web, but I generally know quite quickly which people I like enough to meet and have as real friends. I've also had enough bad experiences with people off the net that I know that the web can give a very false sense of intimacy - you chat to people online and you think that you know them and there's a real friendship, but often it's an illusion. It's not that people are false or insincere, it's just that (for me anyway) the building blocks of friendship (meeting, sharing a joke, chatting, drinking) work better in real life.
I'm certainly not against sex with strangers. I met a great couple in a club and we got on like a house on fire and ended up shagging. That experience - which all took place within a couple of hours - meant more to me than weeks of cyber or chatting on the internet.
I'm certainly not against sex with strangers. I met a great couple in a club and we got on like a house on fire and ended up shagging. That experience - which all took place within a couple of hours - meant more to me than weeks of cyber or chatting on the internet.
Wibbly... you kinda have my idea. I think that one of the dangers of the internet/sex with strangers/swinging is that you stop looking at people as human and start looking at them as pornography. Instead of seeing a whole human, with all the good/bad things that involves, it's easy to start thinking in terms of she'll do anal/he swallows/he's 9"/she's busty.... you're no longer trying to connect to another human being, you just want an ultra-realistic version of porn.
And no, I am not hungover this morning. I wasn't drunk/wasted last night.
Most sci-fi isn't about the future, it's a metaphor for the past and the present.
And no, I am not hungover this morning. I wasn't drunk/wasted last night.
Most sci-fi isn't about the future, it's a metaphor for the past and the present.
Well, it was a more a metaphor for what is happening now.
There's more sex than ever, but people seem generally unhappy with their choices. People don't want to connect directly with those around them. Increasingly, people are shut into impersonal relationships with people off the internet, where they can be an open and honest as they want, but escape at any time by turning off the PC. And then the pendulum swings in the other direction, because you realise you are so starved of basic human contact that you end up in a car park somewhere, fooling around with a stranger because it makes you feel less alone.
I'm not knocking the internet and the sexual freedom it gives.... has been amazing for me. But I also realise that the more strange/disconnected sex I have, the more my soul seems to ebb away.
We have more choice than ever, but I am not sure we use it wisely.
There's more sex than ever, but people seem generally unhappy with their choices. People don't want to connect directly with those around them. Increasingly, people are shut into impersonal relationships with people off the internet, where they can be an open and honest as they want, but escape at any time by turning off the PC. And then the pendulum swings in the other direction, because you realise you are so starved of basic human contact that you end up in a car park somewhere, fooling around with a stranger because it makes you feel less alone.
I'm not knocking the internet and the sexual freedom it gives.... has been amazing for me. But I also realise that the more strange/disconnected sex I have, the more my soul seems to ebb away.
We have more choice than ever, but I am not sure we use it wisely.
Hmmm... Debbie... you seem like a nice girl and it's a shame you're feeling tired and emotional tonight. All I'd say is that you shouldn't depend too heavily on the internet. Chatrooms and messageboards often give a false sense of intimacy - you think you know these people, but the majority and strangers that you will never meet and you need to be careful about depending on people like that.
I hope you sort out your problems with your other half about swinging, but it seems to me that his insecurities would be better solved by sitting down and talking to him about your needs and his needs, rather than by getting testimonials from strangers off the web.
If he has doubts about swinging, they may be doubts over your relationship, trust, his self-esteem, his sexual identity... lots of things. Seems to me that rather than trying to twist his arm into swinging, you should make sure he feels valued and loved even if he's not into swinging.
I hope you sort out your problems with your other half about swinging, but it seems to me that his insecurities would be better solved by sitting down and talking to him about your needs and his needs, rather than by getting testimonials from strangers off the web.
If he has doubts about swinging, they may be doubts over your relationship, trust, his self-esteem, his sexual identity... lots of things. Seems to me that rather than trying to twist his arm into swinging, you should make sure he feels valued and loved even if he's not into swinging.
The year is 2104. Men and women fuck in the street as children are placed in protective booths and suck on meat-flavoured lollipops.
Strangers queue at disused hoverparks to have sex with strangers - there is the risk of disease but AIDS was cured 75 years ago and unwanted pregnancies no longer exist. However, most of the public have bored of human-human sex and are either jacked into the internet and cybersexing with dead filmstars, or off their heads on McOpiates.
Approximately 25% of the population is transexual: either men who have perfect breasts and luscious hair, or women who have grafted penises above their vaginas.
Of course, this is just the first world. In the Third World, men and women just fuck as usual, although the Pope's endorsement of contraception has cut the population. Even the Imams decided to give the intravenous pill their blessings.
Meanwhile, in London, and old, old man called Greg fucks another cloned 18-year-old fuckdoll, endless reliving the fantasies of his youth, but each fuck seems more and more meaningless.
Strangers queue at disused hoverparks to have sex with strangers - there is the risk of disease but AIDS was cured 75 years ago and unwanted pregnancies no longer exist. However, most of the public have bored of human-human sex and are either jacked into the internet and cybersexing with dead filmstars, or off their heads on McOpiates.
Approximately 25% of the population is transexual: either men who have perfect breasts and luscious hair, or women who have grafted penises above their vaginas.
Of course, this is just the first world. In the Third World, men and women just fuck as usual, although the Pope's endorsement of contraception has cut the population. Even the Imams decided to give the intravenous pill their blessings.
Meanwhile, in London, and old, old man called Greg fucks another cloned 18-year-old fuckdoll, endless reliving the fantasies of his youth, but each fuck seems more and more meaningless.
Don't panic. I was 19 when I lost my virginity.
Nowadays we are bombarded with sexual imagery and live in a culture that values sex above almost everything else. Magazines and TV push sex at every opportunity, and it can sometimes seem like the whole world is a throbbing mass of sex. It's not true... there are plenty of people out there who don't have sex, or don't have sex very often.
If you feel frustrated, that's fair enough, but don't feel pressurised into having sex just because you feel you ought to, or because you think everyone else is doing it. Relax, socialise, be friendly to people... chat to girls (or guys, if that's your thing) and it'll happen.
Nowadays we are bombarded with sexual imagery and live in a culture that values sex above almost everything else. Magazines and TV push sex at every opportunity, and it can sometimes seem like the whole world is a throbbing mass of sex. It's not true... there are plenty of people out there who don't have sex, or don't have sex very often.
If you feel frustrated, that's fair enough, but don't feel pressurised into having sex just because you feel you ought to, or because you think everyone else is doing it. Relax, socialise, be friendly to people... chat to girls (or guys, if that's your thing) and it'll happen.
I wouldn't worry Helen... when people go to Munches, they are normally too busy getting drunk and flirting to think about people who aren't there! Sad but true.
And I often find myself in the same boat as you... skint. In particular with regard to cabs - London is big city and often a cab home will cost me £30, which I can't afford.
And I often find myself in the same boat as you... skint. In particular with regard to cabs - London is big city and often a cab home will cost me £30, which I can't afford.
