It's Thursday I'm lounging around tired but recent posts prompted me to post my thoughts on nymphos.
OK, in my opinion, sex should be spontaneous. If it becomes scheduled and expected a certain number of times, then it loses its charm. That's just how I feel.
So I went out with this woman recently; met her through here (where all the nymphos hangout, it seems wink ). First date, we are chatting, and she says guys get real clingy on her. Why, I asked, out of curiosity. Well, she says, "because I give great bj" (insert "whoa" here; I'd known this lass for less than an hour). Needless to say, I'm intrigued (what can I say, I'm a guy).
After that, most of her emails revolve around "tantric sex". Apparently, she thinks that I, being Indian, am somehow an expert in this. Now, I do like sex; but not enough to become a Tantric Sex Master. Plus, a lot of that crap is hokey bulls anyways (from what I can tell). She starts identifying classes in tantric sex in the Bay Area (apparently there are....), and wants to see if we can go sometime. Mind you, this is after the first date. Needless to say, I try to ignore her attempts at higher learning (but I still want to see her, to see if the first claim is true or not. What can I say? I'm a guy..)
First suitable weekend rolls around. She comes over. She suggests that we have sex before dinner; after dinner; once during the night; and, of course, morning sex.
Now, I do have a healthy sex drive. But scheduling something like this bothers me. But what can I say? I'm a guy (a recurring theme in this diatribe). So we screw before dinner. After dinner, we get some dessert, come back, watch a movie and... yeah, we screw again. By this time I'm tired. (Aside: for the past few weeks, I've been up till 2AM every day, working on some super-seekrit stuph which I'm testing on people like you big_grin ).
I'm out like a light. Fukc the midnight sex; I want my sleep baby.
Morning, OK, we go at it again. But by this time I'm losing total interest. It was starting to become a chore. Enough of this. And she made it a point to tell me that we had not woken up in the middle of the night as planned (my fault, it seems; she likes to be woken up by the stiff prodding of a woody).
After I dropped her off, she went off with my other friend the next day.
Moral of the story: while a nympho sounds good in theory, my experience is that it becomes old pretty fast. It starts to feel like work.
It's Thursday I'm lounging around tired but recent posts prompted me to post my thoughts on nymphos.
OK, in my opinion, sex should be spontaneous. If it becomes scheduled and expected a certain number of times, then it loses its charm. That's just how I feel.
So I went out with this woman recently; met her through here (where all the nymphos hangout, it seems wink ). First date, we are chatting, and she says guys get real clingy on her. Why, I asked, out of curiosity. Well, she says, "because I give great bj" (insert "whoa" here; I'd known this lass for less than an hour). Needless to say, I'm intrigued (what can I say, I'm a guy).
After that, most of her emails revolve around "tantric sex". Apparently, she thinks that I, being Indian, am somehow an expert in this. Now, I do like sex; but not enough to become a Tantric Sex Master. Plus, a lot of that crap is hokey bulls anyways (from what I can tell). She starts identifying classes in tantric sex in the Bay Area (apparently there are....), and wants to see if we can go sometime. Mind you, this is after the first date. Needless to say, I try to ignore her attempts at higher learning (but I still want to see her, to see if the first claim is true or not. What can I say? I'm a guy..)
First suitable weekend rolls around. She comes over. She suggests that we have sex before dinner; after dinner; once during the night; and, of course, morning sex.
Now, I do have a healthy sex drive. But scheduling something like this bothers me. But what can I say? I'm a guy (a recurring theme in this diatribe). So we screw before dinner. After dinner, we get some dessert, come back, watch a movie and... yeah, we screw again. By this time I'm tired. (Aside: for the past few weeks, I've been up till 2AM every day, working on some super-seekrit stuph which I'm testing on people like you big_grin ).
I'm out like a light. Fukc the midnight sex; I want my sleep baby.
Morning, OK, we go at it again. But by this time I'm losing total interest. It was starting to become a chore. Enough of this. And she made it a point to tell me that we had not woken up in the middle of the night as planned (my fault, it seems; she likes to be woken up by the stiff prodding of a woody).
After I dropped her off, she went off with my other friend the next day.
Moral of the story: while a nympho sounds good in theory, my experience is that it becomes old pretty fast. It starts to feel like work.