| If we had sex |
[01 Sep 2006|02:30pm] |
1. Would you be in control?
2. Would you pull my hair?
3. Would you whisper in my ear?
4. Would you talk dirty to me?
5. Would you kiss me with a little tongue or a lot of tongue?
6. Would you say my name?
7. Would you go down on me?
8. Would you let me give you a hickie?
9. How many rounds would we go?
10. What would you wanna do afterwards?
11. Would you take off all ur clothes then take mine off slowly? Not?
12. Would you lick and bite me all over?
13. Would you like 2 play or get straight to the point?
14. Would you want me to take my time?
15. Would u fall asleep when we were done?
16. Would u want me to go fast or slow?
17. Where would u wanna "do it" at?
18 Would u be loud or quiet?
19. Would you mind if i licked you?
20. Would you do it 2day?
21. Would you do it 2morrow?
22. Are you going to re-post these so I can answer them for you?
|
|
| Inventory |
[12 Aug 2004|04:23pm] |
Okay - so let's see what's the state of play with my current love life.
RF - shagged for the first time last night. Magic and well worth waiting five years for.
RE - still doing lunch, but not much likely to happen. She lives with her b/f.
GA - has informed me she is getting married, so that's the end of that.
SH - likely to get it on this weekend. I'm not too bothered, but I think she is.
JE - see her once in a blue moon, and we always seem to end up getting naked, and I always want to avoid it, but don't.
KB - hard to see this one going anywhere.
A - met online, meeting on Sunday for art galleries.
Chance of finding a soul-mate amongst this lot? Pretty much zero.
|
|
| Update |
[13 Jul 2004|02:24pm] |
Must be a while since I logged in to update. Most of the time I have stayed away from the poontang, but recently I've gotten a new sniff of it, and have been indulging.
Went to see JE on Friday and we shagged on the sofa. The previous Sunday I had been fiddling around with RF at her flat after a walk along the beach. Then this weekend I cuddled up with EL in bed, though there was no actual sex or anything.
Currently in the little black book there is also:
KB - librarian - have lunched but not dated.
RE - archivist - have chatted to but not invited out.
TD - researcher - have had coffee with but not laid a finger on (though I do want to)
GA - theatre manager - who I've been pursuing for four years and is still undecided as to whether I'm worth the effort (note to GA: I'm not).
Nothing now lined up until Friday when I am going to a movie with GA.
|
|
|
[03 Mar 2004|01:16pm] |
So I did end up doing the nasty with JE last night.
The only way to fuck JE is to go at it solidly for about fifteen minutes. Just slide it in and pump and pump really fast. She's not one for subtlety. Or foreplay. She just likes penetration.
Anyway, I shuddered to a climax inside her. It's the first time I've come inside a woman for a very long time. I thought I'd lost the ability to do so actually. But there it was ... a condom full of nut custard. Result!
Stayed around and watched a bit of telly with her afterwards and then went home.
|
|
|
[02 Mar 2004|01:19pm] |
I'm supposed to be going out with JE tonight. I've started to find her a bit unappetising. I can't really be bothered to talk to her or to listen to her, and I think the only reason I see her is for the sex. Having said that, I can hardly be bothered to even do that with her.
She has quite fat and suckable tits, and gives the best hand jobs I've ever experienced, and which go on for literally hours. But I just feel lazy when it comes to JE. I've felt this way for some months and it's not good that I keep seeing her while I feel this way.
On the other hand, she makes a point of only seeing married men as she hates commitment and the thought that they might want something more of her, so I suppose that should be okay.
But I do feel I should respect her more. Especially as we started off as friends - which we hardly are anymore.
|
|
|
[01 Mar 2004|03:47pm] |
Day of naughtiness and acting up.
Emailed LH and EL in a very flirtatious way, asking for cuddles or massages etc. Then emailed GA telling her that I was finding it very hard to be friends and needed her to understand my physical needs and bear them in mind if we are to meet up (i.e. if she's not prepared to be physical with me then I don't want to be friends).
Lastly, rang RF and told her that I was pissed off by the fact that she only rang when I rang her, and told her that she should grow up and stop weighing her love out like that.
Who am I to talk though ...
|
|
|
[27 Feb 2004|11:09am] |
I heard that MK(2004 datee #4) was leaving in a week or two, so grabbed the opportunity to invite her for lunch before she goes.
She's got a pudgy little body, but it looks fit and voluptuous, and she certainly fills a pair of jeans.
The invite I put out to MH yesterday has not elicited a response. She isn't a particularly friendly girl. Which makes it all the more imperative that I date her.
|
|
| On the go ... |
[26 Feb 2004|04:45pm] |
The female I'd like to ask out is not the female I'm currently working on asking out. She's a backpacker working on our reception desk. Bad bleach job with the roots showing through, but divinely handsome, well dressed, happy-go-lucky, and with long legs, big bum and largish lo-slung tits.
But she's so nice that I don't think I can ask her out ... it seems I can only ask out women I don't like all that much. Like I decide which women are playing in the first division, discount them, then ask out the women in the second division. What's that all about.
Well, at the top of Division Two right now is MH, who I asked out a couple of weeks ago. She was too busy at the time and asked me to get back to her. She reminds me a lot of Big Sal - a girl I dated about fifteen years ago. She's quite horsey and middle-class, but with an awesome rack, pudgy bum and thighs, and interesting teeth. I've seen down her top a few times in meetings, and I'm impressed. She seems a bit scared of me, but I can just imagine slipping my hand into her knickers and stroking my hand along her slit. Oooh ...
I'll keep you posted.
|
|
| Work |
[25 Feb 2004|12:13pm] |
I'm fairly desperate for a wank, but I don't seem to be able to enjoy one at work like I used to.
First of all, you need a nice quiet lav, where nobody is likely to come in and park themselves next to you for a poo. You can normally find an executive washroom in most office complexes. Then you need the time to do it - something in short supply in my current job.
Then you need the inspiration, which I can generally find anywhere I work, and here - with a preponderance of young casual female staff - there is no problem whatsoever.
But for the past year it's been more and more difficult, and I really used to look forward to the workplace wank. On the other hand, I have had several hand and blow jobs here over the past year, including one in a nearby library between the science books.
So ... having just had a meeting with the delicious BH, the timing would be perfect. I'd like to bear her soft brown skin in mind while I attend to my hard purple skin. Now I have to find the place and opportunity before the horn wears off.
|
|
| JE |
[24 Feb 2004|03:57pm] |
Bit pissed off. I was supposed to go to the movies, or to dinner with, JE last night. Which would have meant a certain hand-job, if not more. But she just emailed me to say it's all off - she's been working too hard and is tired etc.
She has fantastic tits, and I was really wanted to look at them while she wanked me. So, I'm a little pissed off and a little in limbo. I'll quickly see if I can get GA or RF to oblige.
|
|
|
[23 Feb 2004|03:42pm] |
I've been thinking all day about eating someone's pussy. I don't care who really. Any woman, any age, as long as it's clean.
Why? I just like the smell, the texture, the way it looks close up. I also like the wrongness of wanting to do it, the naughtiness.
It would turn me on so much to be doing it to some middle-age office worker here. Under the desk. Lifting her skirt and breathing her in fully.
|
|
|
[23 Feb 2004|12:10am] |
So, now I'm approaching my 42nd birthday, and to be honest I don't know what the rest of my life holds.
Two things: am I letting down the me of say 8 years old if I don't at least attempt to be happy?
And: I've wasted enough time getting it right. What am I waiting for?
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
|
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
bobbyperoux's journal