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Don't bother looking for a definition, it's a term I just concocted. And it really doesn't matter if these words are seen by others, although your opinion matters to me and I'd love to read it. All of the photos and thoughts shared on my page are my own. I am not interested in fooling anyone about who I am and why I am here.
I am a single, middle aged man who is looking for companionship and intimacy. At this point in my life, another longterm relationship with a woman seems unlikely and not altogether enticing. Cooperation and commitment are essential to the health of any partnership, and I have never found a person who gives as good as they get from me.
Notions of finding the love of my life seem farcical at this point. I can find great contentment with casual relationships, or even random hookups, yet have come to learn that almost all of the people I correspond with have no real intention or desire to meet. My appearance as a woman is acceptable enough to attract the attention of many men. Rarely does one of them have enough balls to come use them.
It's a very easy game to express your interest in someone online, and I am grateful for the flattery that has come my way. But that's not why I am here. Perhaps people think I live in a fantasy world too, since I portray the visual and sexual demeanor of a woman. This is all about honesty and reality to me: I simply feel free to express both my masculine and feminine sides, and find this coexistence to be liberating.
Sexual encounters with men have at times brought me to an entirely new level of satisfaction and pleasure. Being able to please a man, just as any uninhibited and enthusiastic woman can do, is an opportunity I cherish. I love to suck cock, and cannot express the arousal I feel when I am being fucked by a lover who knows how to give as good as he is getting.
So where does all this lead? To a glory hole, if such a thing still existed where I live. Or an adult theater, where I could get all the cock and cum I need without fear of legal entrapment. Not a day goes by when I am not browsing and responding to anonymous personal ads from men who claim to be looking for sex with a CD. They all feel free to request pictures and personal information...which in the past I was reluctant to share, but now give out too freely in the hope it might actually get me laid.
And it almost never amounts to anything. It is so hard for me to comprehend, why a man feels satisfaction in jerking off some random gurl they find online, without even touching them. Isn't that what porn is for? Works for me...after wasting hours every day trying to get laid, I simply turn on my favorites and fuck my hungry pussy to oblivion.
That will likely be how this night closes as well. Promises made to me will not be kept. Dripping wet chats will end without warning. Cock pictures, real or stolen, will litter my inbox. I don't want cock pictures. I want cock. And if I jerk you off, it will be with my warm hand gripping you and my mouth open for your delicious reward.
Hope you have a great nite.
Torrey
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