MrX
-
Posts
283 -
Joined
-
Last visited
Content Type
Profiles
Forums
Gallery
Everything posted by MrX
-
I have to say I really like this profile forum because I can say things that are anonymous but that are a window into me for those who know me. Right now what I want to say is that 3 tumblr accounts I really like are eagerlicker, eatbetweenthelegs and eatyouout. I particularly get in that frame of mind when I've been a while going without, if you know what I mean.
-
Text of text I sent earlier tonight: "You know, you're a blast to hang out with, but you're no fun at all when you're not around." That didn't sound too desperate and lonely, did it? Shut up - Don't answer that question. fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck....
-
Thought piece (pt 2) In the hands of the wrong person, you will get totally fucked up, used, chewed up and spit out. But, the upside is not just tremendous, it's infinite (ly delicious). Ok, prove to me I'm wrong.
-
Thought piece (pt 1) I've done some crazy shit at the fortress (beaten on, constrained, sounds, penetrated, made to lick/taste/suck whatever, but my proposition is this: the most reckless thing one could ever do is to let someone know you love them.
-
She and I exchanged stories of our respective scars, and afterwards I felt like a total tool for having judged her prematurely for her erratic behavior before I knew the bad things she had experienced previously.
-
(pt 4) As she gets to the other side of the street, without a word or glance at me she performs, expertly, a series of cartwheels. In the dream I feel instinctively that although she is refusing to acknowledge me, those cartwheels were totally for me.
-
(pt 3) . . . where I'm about to leave. She (and by this point it's clear that she is someone I'm madly in love with) brushes right by me and starts walking away from the bar
-
(pt 2) I'm talking to some other people (perhaps I was with friends after all) and she makes a point of subtly, quietly, inserting herself into the conversation, kind of sort of so I would notice her. The scene then shifts to outside the bar. . .
-
(pt 1) So, since no one has taken the floor from me, I'll tell you about my dream from last night. In the dream, I was out in a LES bar (not sure whether I was with friends or alone), but there was this beautiful creature (hot asian chick is all the details I'll give, although there are more).
-
If you are really in love with the woman you're with, then BDSM style devotion and attention presents absolutely no problem; you're already there. Although some of us (not saying who) like to ravage our women back the other way too (if given a chance)
-
Sitting here, taking a break from some work I've been doing, listening to some music, thinking of you, Sneezy. /s/ Bashful
- Show previous comments 3 more
-
One more comment, Mina. Despite all of my chest-puffing and bullshit, "Bashful" is a so-much better fit.
-
I'll always be me, using those hand towels as I please ;-) And replace champagne for scotch, you know how I do. If Bashful was the dwarf that always got the short end of the stick, then yes, you'd be him.
-
Yeah, but every once in a while I win one. Interesting date with Crystal yesterday. Quite a backstory there that explains much or all of the craziness. Further on the subject of craziness, Itsuki's back in town and wanting to get together, and Angie's been trying to get in touch with me. And actually, there's an eighth dwarf, "Horny", that doesn't appear in the official Snow White movie. That's me.
-
1st of all, made it safely home. I need to get up at 5 am and be functional by 6ish so I'll be brief. Common thread among those other women? Playing me for drinks, lunch and dinner when they were leaving the big score on the table. Dumb dumb dumb. Much more on that later - you're still ringing in my head, but good night for now.
- Show previous comments 2 more
-
(pt 2) While my mind is trying to process this, she tells me that she needs help with a tech startup business idea she has. So, we're going to have lunch this week to talk it over. She challenges me to a beer chugging contest and wins easily (and I'm no lightweight). I told her I'd be happy to represent her but that she should also know that I'm snipped and that she should lose the zero and get with the hero.
-
(pt 3) She gets my cell phone number from me and then texts me a picture of a beaver. I text her back saying, "nice beaver." See, I thought that Angie was nuts but after that perfomance, I'm thinking Crystal is the craziest of them all. In any event, I do want to thank you further for the session shortly, but my mind is kind of boggled right now.
-
(pt 4) no, I'm not making any of this up.
-
Remember, dear hearts and dearly beloveds, relationships only hurt when you allow yourself to give a shit. Cover up your junk accordingly and you will have no worries and feel no pain.
-
Seeing her swollen clitoris sticking out for me to lick and suck on; bombarding it with my tongue and seeing her arch her back and then come volcanically. It's not submissive at all but I'm feeling it and she's coming 9 ways to sunday and i want it to be "you" next. :-)
-
Cross Tianhan off my list; she's got a boyfriend. :-( That being said, I have the following to say:
-
This morning she asked me "you're out late every night - who are you looking for? Does she have red hair and brown eyes?" I thought, she's got brown eyes but also long jet black hair, and a bunch of qualities you don't know." I also thought, "somebody I trust." I ended up saying notihing and just turning away. Profile in cowardice. One day I will answer truthfully, she and I will lawyer up and we'll be done with this bullshit.
-
Got an email at work (at my personal, not work email account thankfully) from a bail bondsman in Manassas, VA that Angie was in jail and needed to get in touch with me. I SHIT YOU NOT. This is getting a little too intense for me I think; might be time to cut the cord. Itsuki takes ME out for drinks, tells me she just got married 2 months ago, and then hugs and kisses me at length. All in one night. You women are strange.
-
I used to be very respectable, you know, and do very respectable things and hang around with very staid, stable. predictable, respectable people. Now I never know when the next day is going to be like another Jerry Springer episode. 42 years in, I have finally figured it all out. :-)
-
Don't kid yourself, you're just as clueless as ever. But if you come very, very close, I might just whisper a clue in your ear. Warning: I do bite.
-
It's occurred to me that perhaps, PERHAPS (!!!???!!!), I might not have it all figured out. I know a little, though; not quite clueless. Yes, you bite (like a killer shark). You scratch too. Biters tend to be scratchers and vice versa, I've found. Whisper anything you like to me: I'm missing you. If I can restrain myself, I'll tell you my stories when I see you. If not, I'll blurt them out here beforehand. Either way, can't wait to see yo...
-
-
That being said, it's lately occurred to me that despite my best efforts, I'm fucking stuck for the time being, and that fucking blows. Fuck.