Sexual ponderings...adult pointless announcements - NSFW

Kinda like Pointless Announcements
But for those thing of a sexual or passionate nature

NSFW but in an area more appropriate.
But still shared to the general membership.

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Would it be sad or appropriate or both
to know that good sex (or any sex) would wipe out any intellect or intelligent thought with pleasure and distraction??

Hey, a man with a serious libido has his priorities
And I'm not going to bullshit you or myself, to say that being a sapiosexual would "enhance" my mindset. (hey, it's nice in its time but I know I'm also an animal)
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar
Pussy is just pussy (or whatever you're into at that moment...that's just my thing and I'm limited)
And raw sex is just raw sex
No intellect, just fuckin horn doggin' it.

So much for my brain
So much for romance

Sometimes the dick just wins.

And even if you're just thinking about it...a physical partner would be nice and better...but then again, sometimes just the idea and hormone is enough.
Especially at the end of the night and fate hasn't put a playmate in your midst...but you're cool anyways.
Nice is just nice
Doesn't have to be any ideal or goal.
Fuck'em

Time to whack, get the edge off.
Sometimes, it just comes down to that.
It's called being human.
no moe, no less

 

Last night we took our first night off in several days. Given the sexual gymnastics we'd been doing, it was frankly a little welcome.

 

Having a high sex drive and a low self-esteem is a horrible, horrible combination.

 

Tell me about it...a body that wants to play, a mouth that can't get play.
Can't tell ya how many times I've sabotaged myself or haven't moved on opportunity.

Respect.

 

Well, I had the opposite happen to me from above just the other day.
So rather than my typical horn dog mode with no play.

I was not interested at all...and everything seemed to click.
Of course...

I walked down to the local TGIF, feeling exhausted, the misty rains draining energy from me
And having whacked off about a dozen times earlier, had no dick to think of left.
I just wanted a few drinks and a meal that I didn't have to cook.
I had no interest in meeting anyone.

Yet, there was no room to sit barely, so I ended up sitting next to this couple at the bar.
There was tension, obviously they weren't clicking...she wasn't into him. (she looking like she's ambitious and looking for the BBD and his banter and style was blue collar urban)
She was hot, he was not.
They were black...that didn't matter to me AT ALL, but it seemed to matter to him, so that's why I put it out there. (he seemed to be on a kick blaming his woes on being black, when it was obvious he didn't have his shit together)
So, I ordered the drink. I didn't care what I had...asked for suggestions, she decided to kick out a suggestion or two herself all of a sudden.

I order my meal...then she excused herself to the restroom. He decided I was the best person to talk to about his lack of click. (asking me if I ever had a black girl...yes, which surprised him. Why??)
I was obvious he didn't have the banter and play this lady wanted. Young guy who didn't have the stuff.
She came back, then he went to the restroom. She promptly told me that she hoped he didn't come back. (thus confirming my "spider sense" of the obvious)
He came back, kept trying to get her interest. "be suave" in a unsuave-like manner
Me, I was drinking my drinks and eating my meal.
She struck up a conversation with me...

I wasn't opposed to talking as long as I could continue my meal.
But it clicked.
I wasn't trying, but the banter was good.
She was interested...and engaged. (Who would have friggin' thought??)
Or she was using me for an excuse... (I'm not stupid)

Now, she was definitely good looking and intelligent (but likely very ambitious, high-maintenance)
So I cared, but I didn't care.
I gave her my digits, didn't ask her for hers.
Ball is in her court...if she wants more, she can call, if not, oh well.

In the meantime, before this, I asked him to step to aside...and said, I didn't care...I wasn't a player, I was just getting a meal....but it's very obvious that she doesn't click with him and it's not going farther.
We clicked, we talked a bit, he was fine with everything...and knew that it wasn't going to happen.
Hey, as long as he's not offended and knows I'm not disrespecting him.
She was shocked that we came out of there together smiling...and I told her that it was cool. No worries, he was cool with the situation.

It's a weird friggin' world.

Maybe I should stop giving a shit.
But that's my problem...I care...I care too much normally. It's my nature.

To be honest, I'm glad I left.
I don't know if I could have done anything if the day had gone FULLY to my benefit. Nada I sayin'?

I guess I could have restricted to oral and digits...but ladies often seem to take offense if you're not totally prepared when they want.
Guess I need to stop jackin' off so much when I'm horny. (but who knew anything was to happen??)

Feast or famine
And it never seems to come when you're wanting or ready.

 

I'm tired and weary of women, my libido and my dick.

But at the same time, I'm interested and can't stop.

An addiction you don't want to kick.

 

I'd be satisfied with just a simple monument in DC.
Although the Washington Monument may be representative of this particular topic.