Dick needs desire!


 The difference between teenager me and the person I am today is that I could not get laid ass a teenager. I wanted to  experience sex with a beautiful women with every fiber of my being. Wet dreams fueled each night by collected visions of staring at the panties barely hidden by the miniskirts popularly worn in school at the time. I learned that if one sits in the front row in class, simply looking back at the collection of students revealed an upskirt view of my classmates. I loved miniskirts. This made me want that most forbidden of treasures. Of course pussy was the reward at the end of every movie adventure film. The hero gets the girl after some great trial. Indiana Jones has to run from giant boulders and fight gangs of Nazis before he can get some. So girls remained a unachievable fantasy for me. Unlike the fuck happy kids of today, I didn't get my first girl to spread her legs for me until I was the ripe age of Nineteen. 

Now, I'm a glutton at a banquet. I look down on the latest conquest and wonder how to get this bitch out of my house. My best advice I can give is to be wealthy enough to have a separate apartment. Have a place for your valuable things, ie your real home. Have a fake Don Draper apartment you can take your women. Let them stay. Let them do whatever they want with the place. You don't care. There's nothing in there you care about, including them. These are ideal circumstances. Just like in Goodfellas. He could pop over to his mistress in her apartment and life was good. Just don't fuck up like he did.

I'm glad to learn my dick can still get rock hard. I just need anticipation and desire. The two ingredients to feel alive. When things come easy, there's indifference. The brunette begged to come over, calling at 3am saying it was an emergency, and she has to get out of there. I complied because you don't think straight at 3am. Now, because of my immaturity, I'm typing this in my bathroom, having blown off work with yet another sick day racked up on my yearly quota, as she sleeps past noon in my bed smeared with a half eaten pop tart covering her like a confection bukakke. Girls are slobs.


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  1. AnonymousApril 23, 2024 at 8:31 PM

    "I just need anticipation and desire" < id say you need the thrill of the hunt too, and to feel like the hunter and not the prey, which probally is the your arent too hot about the half your age blonde. Her demanding to be fucked is probally too much of a subconcious rolereversal for you.

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    1. AnonymousApril 27, 2024 at 10:15 AM

      This is absolutely a role reversal. Most women can't process how to react with me. They are flabbergasted. As for me, the issue is money. Understand that the moment she knocks on the door, I have to give her money regardless of what happens. You can argue the psychology, but this is the inevitable result.

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    2. AnonymousApril 28, 2024 at 9:16 AM

      Reading this just gave me the image of your Dick being a creditcard which she swipes trough her slot. ^^
      Used to buy pussy when i was younger, when one became similar attached and demanding i gave her a scare for her to f0ck off, told her "I wanna feel your asshole twitching on my dick when i choke you". Worked wonderfully, she was a very shy kitten after that.

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