Showing posts with label making love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label making love. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 20, 2018

ONLINE SEXUAL ADDICTION

 I felt undeniable animal  attraction as I was cruising my favorite internet dating sight a while ago and then the ultimate sexual fantasy happened. I saw this picture of a gorgeous, seductive looking, tall red-head with big tits, long legs, and super sex appeal.
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She was jumping through the screen beseeching me to go after her. She described herself in her profile as being all about fun and gratification and wanting a magical man who could enjoy blissful pleasure with her.

Well, I am a 45 year old inveterate addict attracted to any kind of action be it women, food, alcohol, drugs, and especially sex. The adrenaline rush is what I live for. So, I immediately contacted her via email, she was interested and we exchanged phone numbers and the craziness began.

One thing you don’t do on an internet dating site is get into any intimate conversations let alone hot sexual phone talk when the person on the other end might be undesirable and someone you  that you will want to run from when you meet. You go slowly on online dating.  Very slowly with words and confidential information,

Chemistry is  going to be critical when the  face to face meeting happens. Discretion is always the better part of valor. That’s the rule. You learn not to oversell yourself or overestimate the other person.
Well, when I got on the phone with Ellie I quickly threw away the rule book. We spoke briefly like  two old online dating pros. We quickly covered normal niceties such as our  histories, food preferences, travel experiences, other relationships and very few other things.

Then, we did the no no. We got intimate.  Our first conversation was amazingly free flowing and we were cerebral lovers instantly. Sweet, supercharged, sexual prose flowed easily between us like two dancers who had practiced forever.  We were both aware that we were  violating the primary rules of internet dating but neither of us cared.

We were sure we would be great in person. We had hot, hot  phone sex that was so exciting and fed right into our mutual hungers for sexual activity.
We made plans to meet the next day at her apartment. However,  just in case things didn’t work out we did make an agreement that when I got to her stairwell below her apartment and we were in full view of each other than all bets were off if there was not mutual attraction. We agreed no explanation would be necessary and either of us could  just say no. Perfect.

Well, the next day  came and there I stood on the stairs below her walk up apartment.
She buzzed me in.  I walked up to the floor below her and feasted my eyes upon a tall, sexy, beauty with giant tits, a tight ass, and long, lean legs. Everything was just as advertised. Wow!!!  Heaven, I thought as she happily waved me inside..

I knew I was golden when she smiled at me as I walked in her door, comically modeled for her and she gasped “Yes” as she fixed her eyes with no shame on my crotch.
It only got better. We were dying to get into each other bodies but we restrained ourselves and  did not even touch each other until awe had a romantic dinner. We were savoring every second while keep turning up the undeniable heat.

As the car door closed after we ate we threw away our restraints. We grabbed and jumped all over each other like hungry animals.  It was a steaming sexual frenzy. She started to lick my ear  and play with my hard cock and I put my hand in her wet panties and put my hands all over her wet pussy as we made a beeline back to her apartment.

We were quickly rolling around her big  bed getting high on reefer with steam pouring out of our sexual organs. It was fantastic. We made love for hours and hours, went to sleep about 6 am, woke up a few hours later and kept going all day till we couldn’t make love anymore. We went out for dinner and both ate like two lions that hadn’t been fed in a week. Then, we went back to her house.We made love again and went to sleep for a few hours.

She wanted me to immediately move in with her which seemed like a good idea. She had a nice big apartment, no kids and I was as free as a bird having been broken up with my last girlfriend for about 6 months. I had been divorced for 15 years for obvious reasons. So, I was as free as a bird. So was she after a long list of relationships all over the country she told me of. I kept my apartment but I was always at her place for the next  several months. We almost never left except to eat..

We began a routine of seeing each other every day although we worked different hours. We found plenty of time to be together.  Our lovemaking stayed frantically hot even after a month passed. It seemed the fire would never go out. I kept bringing more and more clothes over to her place. She cooked candlelight dinners. We had a good time when we finally  started doing normal things like going to movies,, going to book stores, and  dancing.

 After about 2 months I decided to introduce Ellie to my friends and family . They liked her. That was important.
It was all good until the fateful night I went out to dinner with my much older brother and his wife. I had confided some personal information to Ellie about family matters just as a test because I had noticed that she talked too much generally but especially when she drank. Too much talking would be a deal breaker.
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t troubled me to hear her reveal very sensitive, personal information about her own family and past relationships even to me.. I did not like that. It we were to have a future.I needed to be able to confide in her. It seemed she could not stop talking about anything and everything when she started drinking.
I soon found out how bad and dangerous a drunk she was. Considering my own addictive past including alcoholism I saw the signals but ignored them. I wrote it off to her just drinking a little to much.
Ellie started drinking at the table and the next thing I knew she was spilling her guts to my brother and sister in law about how I had told her I had been mistreated as a child, financial information I told her about, and other information I trusted her not to repeat.
I knew immediately that we were done. There is no reasoning with alcoholics or any other addict.. I never knew but should have. I blamed myself as she blurted out  very intimate information at the dinner table.

There was no interest or pause on her part to even think before she blurted out more and more sensitive things I had told her. So, I was really pissed but held it in until we got back to her apartment. Then I started yelling at her and demeaning her for being ignorant and having a big mouth.
I told her I never wanted to see her again and I meant it.

I went back to my own apartment and had no contact with her until she soon started calling and harassing me like a lunatic.  She would scream profanities and insults in an uncontrolled way in phone calls that  calls that did not stop.. She kept calling continually over several weeks. I was going crazy but still sympathetic. I kept telling her to get help but she continued to scream profanities. .She would not stop.

I had to take decisive action against her. So I did. I called her supervisor at work as I had threatened to do. The supervisor listened to me tell her the tale of Ellie harassing me relentlessly and insanely on the phone for several weeks. .
Considering Ellie was a therapist in a psycho ward and I was talking to the head nurse I never would have imagined things could get worse after my call. Wrong. To my amazement her supervisor tore into me and blamed me and all men for Ellies troubles and her own troubles. She said “you are just another misogynist pig. Ellie was fine until she met you a few months ago. Now, she is a basket case. What did you do to her you asshole?”  Then she hung up.
I was shaking like a leaf.

I had to get this nut away from me but she continued to call and rant and rave several times a week, day and night for another week or so,  My call to her supervisor was obviously useless.
So, I decided fear would be the weapon I would battle Ellie with , I lied to her and told her I had I kept notes and remembered all her drunken ramblings when she had bragged about her crazy sexual exploits with celebrities, high ranking politicians and some well known government officials. Very embarrassing problems and harm could come to her I screamed as she finally fell silent..
She had been involved with some important people in her 43 years.

 I told her that one more call to me ever and each of those people, would be contacted and get a report of her revelations about them to me  and  explicit details of what she had told me she had done with them..
Suddenly, her voice grew soft. “Please don’t” she begged. She was scared straight because she had been into some bad  and dangerous sexual activities..
“I will never call you again" she muttered. Please don't get me hurt." I have never heard from her again.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Old Dick Gets New Life

Becoming a better lover is essential for many older men. For whatever reason  many times it becomes important for men to learn or improve lovemaking skills. Here are some simple tips to becoming a better lover.

1-Do not be defensive or sensitive about your desire to become a better lover.. Maybe you never felt like you  had to focus on your lovemaking skills. Maybe you decided that you want to be a better lover..Thousands of men decide they want to improve their sexual skills everyday..

2- If your erection is less powerful then you want it to be get a prescription for an erectile dysfunction drug. In case you have been living in another world.erectile dysfunction is when your powerful new appearance.. Remember, you will go nowhere with women without a solid erection. It is the key to sexual success One thing is for sure. Erectile dysfunction drugs are miracle drugs. Just ask me..Your penis has to be good to go. It may need some help now..Get it. You can use ED pills without ever telling anyone. You may be a better lover then you ever dreamed.

 3-Start realizing that you have it in you to be a great lover. Maybe you never thought very much about your sexual abilities. Lovemaking must be understood and practiced. Touching correctly is essential. You can perform miracles manually on your partner with your hands . Remember, it is all about pleasuring your lady and making her have orgasms. Then, you will be the man in her mind and your mind.. I know,your happiness is important too. But, let's deal with her first. you will get yours.

 4- Get comfortable in your lovemaking. Practice communication. Honestly and sincerely ask for her comments and suggestions about whether what you are doing is pleasing her and how you can improve your methods. When you are touching her body, especially her pussy or vagina, remember to ask  if you should go "faster, slower, higher or lower". Those words will let you know when she is pleased with your stroke and when she is about to have an orgasm,  If you get your hands working right on her like you do on your hammer or putter you will get unlimited appreciation for your efforts.

 5- Consider investing money on sex counseling. Sex therapists are not all a bunch of perverts. They are really effective in teaching people how to get joy from sex.

6-You don't know what you are missing if you have never made amazing love. Try it.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Perfect Woman Turns Him Off


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I met Lola when I was 45 and she was 40 years old. She was a beautiful blond with an amazingly big rack. She looked like a Hollywood celebrity except in her heart she was just a nice, divorced, Jewish mommy looking for love. She had called a few weeks before soliciting me for business. She sold collection services and sounded great.

I told her I probably wouldn't buy her services but maybe she should come in anyway because I wanted to meet her and I would listen to her pitch. I told her that maybe she might think of working for my well known newspaper.  I always tried to hire anyone who sounded good on the phone and was trying to sell me anything. So, I made gave her an invitation to drop in anytime she was in the neighborhood.

I got a call  from my secretary Joan.one morning shortly thereafter waking me up. She said there was a woman at my office who said I invited to meet me. Joan said her name was Lola. I didn't even remember talking to her. I asked Julie how Lola looked and Joan said she was hot. I was a total pig back then. I asked Joan to discreetly look at Lola's hand and see if she had a ring on.

 Next thing I hear is idiotic Joan yelling out  “He wants to know if you're married?  I gasped at Joan's stupidity. Then I heard this person say “ Tell him I'm happily divorced”. I jumped into the shower and then raced to work. I walked in and saw  this beautiful bomb sitting there waiting.  I nearly fell over when I looked at her. I was immediately in love. We talked a minute and I knew she was also attracted.

We ate lunch that day, went out a few times, made crazy love on our first date and moved in together a month later. She did keep her condo though. She loved to cook, clean, or just hang out. Most of all she loved to make love to me. Endlessly. She was so hot I was losing weight from banging her constantly. Lola's eyes sparkled when she looked at me.

Quickly, I knew that she had developed a loyal, honest,and deep attachment to me That scared me. I was still interested in playing around and she just did not really do it for me. She was too nice and loved me too much. I missed the abuse and aggravation I always received from other women. Also, I really was not that sexually attracted to her. The sweet part of her just turned me off after a while.

We went back and forth for several years. She would move in and out of my house. I would always hurt her by cheating and she would always know just by intuition. We could not stand that. We even got engaged once. Still, I could never really get a thing for her. I know it was all mental. I have always liked sarcastic, hard bitten, very sexual women. She was too good and kind.  She gave me her heart and soul for 3 years

She was too perfect to leave and I would talk myself into thinking I could love her time after time. It never happened. Then, we would split up again. It was never her fault. I was a dick but I always was nice and generous to her. I truly like her.

In fact, we just went out a few months ago and tried again. She cooked a meal for me and told me to come to bed. We slept together but did nothing sexual even though she wore a gorgeous negligee and tried like crazy to turn me on..

We slept, had a sad breakfast, and another absolutely final good bye. 

Sweet Lola..