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Most Romantic Date Contest Entries
2/27/2007 6:58 pm |
After losing my husband nine years ago, I though I would never experience a Happy Valentine's Day with another man. Thanks to Affair Link, I met a wonderful man, who has made every day seem like Valentine's Day. He is divorced and also thought that a Happy Valentine's Day would never happen. As the both of us, had not experienced a Valentine's Day in a long time, we had no expectations for the holiday. We started the day in the afternoon. He came to my house and we had a long, exciting, and very pleasurable "lunch", followed by a shower. We left to go to dinner. He chose a very romantic fondue style restaurant. We have a four course meal with a dimly light atmosphere. As we indulge in the fondue, our eyes locked. The heat was not only coming from the fondue pots but also from each other. We both experienced feelings that we haven't had in many years. Not only was it the most romantic evening but brought new feelings into our relationship. It was a very special night and one that I will remember for a long time. Romance isn’t about sex, but the feelings that two people share. Thanks to Affair Link for bringing people together.
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2/27/2007 4:57 pm |
Most romantic date I had was completely unexpected. I had to work Valentines Day 1998. I came home to my fiance at the time, and as I walked up to the door there was a bag hanging off the handle, with a note in it. The note was a clue to a spot in the house. She was clever about the clues and didn't make things to easy or hard. When I found it there was candy and another note with a clue. This went on for about 8 hidden stashes, including closet of the laundry room high up and tucked away *grumble grumble* lol. The living room was cleaned up and decked out in red. We ordered a couple pizzas, and started to watch some movies that she rented. However about half way through the first movie, the VCR jammed on us. After a couple futile attempts to fix it, I gave up, but didn't mind to much, there were other entertainments to look forward too that night. I remember making love in the living room, and worked our way into the bedroom. A couple of hours later we fell asleep in each others arms. She spent the entire day getting things ready, and did so for me, and it made it a very special Valentines for me.
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After losing my husband nine years ago, I though I would never experience a Happy Valentine's Day with another man. Thanks to Affair Link, I met a wonderful man, who has made every day seem like Valentine's Day. He is divorced and also thought that a Happy Valentine's Day would never happen. As the both of us, had not experienced a Valentine's Day in a long time, we had no expectations for the holiday. We started the day in the afternoon. He came to my house and we had a long, exciting, and very pleasurable "lunch". Followed by a shower. We left to go to dinner. He chose a very romantic fondue style restaurant. We have a four course meal with a dimmly light atmosphere. The heat was not only coming from the fondue pots but also from each other. We both experienced feelings that we haven't had in many years. Not only was it the most romantic evening but brought new feelings into our relationship. Thanks to Affair Link for bringing people together !!! Your posting was deleted from the Most Romantic Date Contest Entries because it did not meet the 200 word minimum. If you would like to re-enter the contest, in order for your entry to be considered, please ensure it is more than 200 words but less than 500 words before posting it again.
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2/27/2007 2:46 pm |
It was the summer of 1983. My birthday was a week away. I met this amazingly interesting man, with gentle eyes, in downtown Saratoga Springs at Mrs. London’s Coffee Shop. He told me he was the bus driver for a rock band that was playing at SPAC. I knew who was playing… Journey with Bryan Adams. It was the first of two nights they’d be there and I had planned on going. We chatted for a while… and he gave me a card on a rope to hang around my neck (my early birthday present). He told me that it would allow me all access to anywhere at the show… meet him at the buses around 7pm. I did. We talked and talked, it felt like coming home at the holidays. Comfortable, soothing, flutters in my stomach, the fire of passion in our eyes… and then someone knocked on the bus door. “Time to go!” the man said. Keith looked at me and smiled… “You can sit anywhere you want, the audience or backstage, to watch the show. I have something I have to do. Meet me back here after the show, ok? Well talk some more.” I told him ok and walked about the grounds of the gorgeous outdoor amphitheater. The crowd roared in anticipation as I worked my way down to the front row. Then… this powerful, pure, resonant sound came from the stage. And… out walked Keith… playing the first licks of “Take Me Back”. I spent the early part of the evening sharing his company with thousands. We had an intimate connection within a crowd. I was given the gift of smiles, laughs, winks and even a kiss from the stage. My heart melted when during the amorous tune “Do I Have To Say The Words” he lifted me up and slowly danced with me. Our own private slow dance… arms around me. The drone and vibration of the guitar playing along my back. The lyrics whispered in my ear “Whisper words of desire, I will prove to you how good we are together, Come to me ~ darling, rescue me.” Later that night, we walked hand in hand from the venue to my home. We sat in the yard against an old oak tree with his arm around my shoulder, my head leaning into him, stared at the stars, and vowed to see each other again tomorrow. He kissed me goodnight. It was the beginning of a friendship that has lasted me almost a quarter of a century. Even now, I consider him the “puppy love” of my life… and it was definitely the most romantic date any woman could wish for. A memory, and a friend, to last a lifetime.
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2/27/2007 1:40 pm |
I had arranged to have lunch with her when I found out she was leaving the company. At first I struggled with the thought that I would miss her more than anyone I had ever known. After all, she was just a friend, we had never even flirted. But somehow she had made her way into my heart and the thought of loosing her had become painful. Sometime during lunch I decided to do whatever I could to keep her in my life. We were both married with children, so the possibility of seducing her was low, but I had to try something. She was too energetic, too dynamic and too full of life; I couldn’t just let her go. After a small lunch and a few glasses of wine I scooted my chair closer and whispered into her ear, “I’m going to miss you more than I should.” Instead of the typical “Why whatever do you mean sir?” she responded by telling me “Maybe we should do something about that.” Now it was my turn to be surprised. Either I had grossly misinterpreted her meaning, or she was seducing me! I took her hand, looked into her eyes and asked, “Have you thought about this?” She just smiled and asked me to pay the check. We held hands without speaking as I walked her back to her car. When we arrived, she asked me to get in. Within three seconds we were kissing passionately and exploring each other’s bodies with our hands. She was very passionate and extremely hot. I was equally hot and completely “up” for the moment. The first brush of her hand was coquettish, but afterward she grabbed me and began pumping with the confidence of woman who had a lot more experience than I had thought possible. It was soon evident that I was the shy one, and that she was willing to do anything while others walked by on their way back to work. I briefly considered the repercussions of being arrested, but when she told me she wanted to suck me, all thoughts of consequence were lost. I quickly unzipped and pulled myself from my pants. Before I could find the controls to recline the backrest, she had leaned over the center console and lowered her head into my lap. I’m normally very visual, and require imagery to truly enjoy oral sex, but the heat of her mouth, the strong pull of her hands, and her incredible moaning, coupled with the questionable looks of passers-by, more than made up for the poor view. When I told her I was about to cum she just moaned louder and pulled me deeper into her mouth. It was then that I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that she was the one. It was the most complex orgasm of my life; simultaneously contemplating all the steps it would take to make her mine forever, while pumping load after load of hot cum into her gulping mouth.
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2/27/2007 1:04 pm |
my date was a total disaster what can you expect when ones birthday is on the v-day.i was waiting for surgery wich happend a year later, five day after last v-day actualy. so i had nothing going for me then. i send her an e-mail for that double day for her this year, nothing. but last year i treid everything, went for tea in several location her place, on st-denis, my place, her freinds, fouf, we were seing each other often then. it looked like it was pritty much optimistic for me for both of us. we talked for some time about everything and nothing. she was a very beautiful 27 year old lady to me she had a killer smile, god she was nice. there was just one little problem she was planing a trip to brazil. so i was there till before she left to give her a gdbye kiss a wish her and her freind a nice trip. the kiss never happend. i thougt it was irrelevent ididnt want her to hold up anything for me wile shed be gone we wasnt together yet i wanted her to be free from me in her trip. a tree month trip that is and she left. wish was good shed anticipaded this for so long. well at least tried, i guess we didnt belong together.
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2/27/2007 12:02 pm |
One Valentines Day I came home to an empty house, just a note that lead me to a heart shaped clue to where the next clue would be, I drove all over town collecting heart shaped clues that would eventually lead me to my wife, in a sexy red outfit and heals waiting to devour me with love, in a hotel room. When i arrived at the hotel, she greeted me with a long passionate kiss that said what took u soo long im ready to go!!! The room was lit with candles. On the bed was an envelope she gave to me, it had a list of movies i could choose from that we would act out. I only remember the movie i picked it was Indecent Proposal, she then laid out all this Jumbo play money all over the bed and we made passionate love on it. Then she lead me by the hand to the bathroom to carry on our sexcapade. On the bathroom mirror was 10 things that make me love you. She had printed them out and taped them up. Your SMILE, YOUR BODY etc. Also the tub was filled with a bubble bath, candles lit and glasses to drink from. To show her how much i appreciated her I wanted to massage and bathe her. Pouring shower gel between my hands and rubbing them together to warm it, then massaging and caressing from her neck to her lower back, i didnt miss an inch of her body. The candle light made her body glow. After the rub down i sat up in the tub and she strattled me, she begin to make the water splash out of the tub making sweet love. I ran my hands up and down her slippery wet back, and stopped at her hips to help her in her slow thrusting movements. Hearing the water swish around and seeing her shadow on the wall made it so hot. She would pause and lean in to kiss me deeply, taking my breath. Then started the pleasure of her steady movements rocking the water again. It was a night we will both remmeber a lifetime.
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2/27/2007 11:21 am |
AN EROTIC DESCRIPTION OF PASSION: I'm wearing my sexy red boustier, black lace panties and red heels. I gently push you onto the bed and begin to dance for you. Rocking my hips from side to side, left to right, just inches from your face. Your eyes fixated on the sensual motions of my ass. You reach up, grab my hips and guide me down into your lap. I grind my ass into your crotch, feeling Big Daddy rise. I move my ass up and down, round and round till I know he is standing at attention. I rise to my feet and peel off my clothes, stepping seductively out of my panties but I must be taking too long because you tear off my boustier and toss it to the floor. You pull me into you and suck my breasts into your mouth, first the left then the right. Lightly biting one nipple as you tweak the other between your forefinger and thumb. I cup my hand under your chin and pull your face to mine. We embrace in a lustfilled kiss, our tongues exploring one anothers mouths. You pull away. Then suddenly without warning you spread my legs and thrust your long, hard tongue into my moist pussy. I let out a loud moan. I grab the back of your neck and push your face into my pussy. Fucking your face hard and fast as I feel my orgasm nearing. Sensing that I'm about to cum you wriggle out of the grip I have on you and suck my engorged clit. I can feel my pussy throbbing, my body tensing and then my orgasm hits. My eyes roll into the back of my head, as my juices flow onto your eager tongue you slide two fingers into my sopping wet pussy and finger fuck me hard until my tidal wave of pleasure has completely subsided. Once my body has cooled down a bit I manage to get up on my knees. Without using my hands I suck your dick into my mouth, deep-throating it. I suck up and down, taking your pulsating dick into my mouth. Then I focus my attention on the head. Teasing it at first, flicking my tongue around it then sucking on it. I slide my tongue up and down the shaft, all the while caressing your balls with my right hand and tweaking your nipples with my left. I can feel your dick starting to harden, you're about to cum. I use my left hand to jerk off your dick while my right is caresses your balls more aggressively and my mouth sucks hard on the head of your dick. I feel your precum trickle down my throat, you cum hard in my mouth. I swallow, catching every last drop with the tip of my tongue. I slide up your body and snuggle into your arms. We both lay on the bed, breathing hard and massaging one another.
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2/27/2007 10:13 am |
well for me my most romantic date was a long time ago. i deceided to suprise my boyfrind, and rented a suite at the ritz in montreal and spend the weekend with each other. after he finished work and got home i had a limo pick us up and drive us to the hotel. we checked in and there were candels all over as well some flower petals and a nice hot bubble jaccizzi waiting. we spent that first night bathing each other then making love for most of the night. the next day on saterday i had supper planed in the dinning room, a nice private table for us and a great supper. after that we had a romantic ride around montreal with a horse and buggy, on the return to the hotel we once again spent the night making love and holding each other. as sunday morning came we had a romantic breakfast in bed and then just made love until we had to leave. the whole weekend was great the hold cuddling drinking champain and making love for long time. if u ever get the chance to do that for either your boy/girl friend i suggest u do. they will remember it for a very long time.
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2/27/2007 8:02 am |
So Valentines is a day where I used to think someone created it as a way for struggling companies to sell there goods in mass quantities. This year however, I was swayed a little on what I think. I live in Utah, and the snow is hitting here again, causing the earth to be covered in what appears to be a silky white blanket. A woman I had been in contact with surprises me by picking me up after work and driving me up high in the mountains. We arrive at a small cabin, close to ski resorts, and on the edge of a small lake, now frozen solid with a handfull of young lovers skating atop its shimmering surface. When I walk inside the cabin, she has already gotten a fire started somehow with candles litting the cozy room and an aroma so sweet you couldn't help but get in a calm and loving mood. In the center of the main room was an oversized love sac with a small hand made table close by with Champagne chillin in a silver tin. There was a variety of fruits layered on a large plate surrounding a warm bowl of melted sweet chocolate that just made your lips moist with the thought of a small taste. As we sat there, feeding each other the warm sweet chocolate covered fruit, and sipping our champagne, we got lost in the moment of love and lust and let our physical desires take over.... The rest is between us, but I am sure you can use your imagination....
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It was Halloween night, and although there were a few costume parties here and there, it was fairly boring. I was on the way to a costume party, at some sorority I think, when I met a woman along the way going to the same party. She was alone, and I thought I should walk with her. We talked a bit and discussed our costume choices, Vampire/Goth, when we realized than neither of us knew where this party was... So instead, we just kept walking. We were talking and realizing that we had seen eachother in some of our classes. We only decided to head back to our respective dorms when we saw that it was about 3:00 AM and we were about 2 miles from campus. Hers was first, but when she looked up at her window, she didn't seem like she wanted to be around her roommate. I lucked out and had no roommate that year so I offered that she could spend the night at my place in the spare bed. We talked some more at my place for a bit, and she crawled into the top bunk while I stood so we could still see eachother to finish our conversations. Discussing out little quirks, she told me about a friend she had who would check the tenderness of her arm as a warning that they were going to bite her. I thought it odd so she mimicked it on me to demonstrate. It was cute, so I did the same to her. We did that back and forth for a bit. Then she took my hand, but instead of biting it, she started to softly kiss it. Although it was not so dark in the room that I couldn't see her doing this, shock or something made me ask if she was really kissing my hand. She looked at me very seriously, still holding my hand, and nodded. It was so sensual, so I began to kiss her. She came off the top bunk and joined me on the bottom bunk. We took off our shirts and started to caress each others bare chest and kissed some more. I pulled away for a second to tell her that I didn't think we should have sex that night. She agreed, but we continued with our embrace, slowly falling asleep in each others arms as the sun began peering through the blinds of my room.
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2/27/2007 4:25 am |
My most romantic date was actually a first date. We met online. She lived across town, but as a single mother, her life was really, really busy. After a number of tries, we still hadn’t met. I decided to make her an offer she couldn’t refuse. I invited her, for our first date, to go away with me to Williamsburg, Virginia. As she had never even met me, it took some convincing (that’s another story). She agreed and I showed up at her house on a Saturday morning of a weekend that her children were with their Dad. It was a bit strange at first, but by the time we had driven the ninety minutes to Williamsburg, we had talked nonstop until we felt we had known each other for months. We arrived at the hotel and my first surprise for her was a suite with a separate living room and a jacuzzi tub in the bedroom right next to the bed. The second surprise was a fresh bouquet of flowers (I had found out her favorites from her profile). All afternoon, we toured the restored colonial area, walking hand in hand among all the families with their children. I’m sure we looked just like newlyweds, based on all the knowing smiles we got. Later we enjoyed a dinner at one of the fanciest restaurants in the area. Finally, we returned to our suite, put on our bathing suits and climbed into the jacuzzi. I lit candles I had brought and placed them all around the room. Then I opened the bottle of champagne and we slid sensually into the bubbling water. I cradled her in my arms in front of me, and for long time, we didn’t need words. By the end of the bath (and the champagne), we actually DID feel like newlyweds, and the rest of the night (without the bathing suits) did nothing to change that impression. If that day and night hadn’t been magical enough, on the way home the next day, we toured a few of the incredible colonial plantation houses overlooking the James River between Williamsburg and Richmond. We held hands all the way back home in the car, talking non-stop, unsure what would happen once we got home, but we knew without doubt that our time together was nowhere near over.
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2/27/2007 4:06 am |
This was back in the early 90's when I lived in Florida. I went to the local bar but it was punk night and the regular crowd wasn't there. I sat at the bar and had a drink anyway and noticed two guys sitting at the other end. They smiled and waved so I smiled back. Next thing I know is that they have sent me over a drink and then came over to talk to me. The one guy, Mr. Z, asked me if the bar always played punk and I said no this was a special night, then he asked if there was any place else he could go because he was new in town and didn't know the area. So I took him to my other favorite bar where we drank and danced all night. It turned out that he was a prison guard and was in Florida for a month on stress leave and he decided he wanted to spend that month with me. We went out almost every night that week then he wanted me to go with him to Spring Break. He picked me up after work on a Friday and we drove the 2 hrs to Daytona Beach. We fondled each other and I gave him head on the trip up. When we got there we went to a hotel room where several other couples were staying and left our stuff then went for a long walk on the beach in the moonlight. We kissed and petted every now and then, enough to get really horny but not enough to get off. I was concerned about the other couples in the room I wasn't sure if our first time was going to be an orgy or what. Well we get back to the room and he gets us a drink and we sit around talking for a bit then he tells me to get my stuff. He takes me to another room where he has a dozen roses and a bottle of champagne chilling. He had bought me some lingere and asked me to put it on. It was a perfect fit. We drank a bit then started kissing passionately. He was a good kisser. Then he went south and spent about an hour giving me oral. I got off so many times that I was begging to feel his hard cock in my wet pussy. Finally he allowed me to have what I was craving and we fucked for hours. It was awesome. We spent the weekend in bed drinking, fucking, sleeping, fucking some more. It was perfect. We ended up spending the rest of the month together and had a great time.
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2/27/2007 12:40 am |
I was alone and feeling quite sorry for myself. I looked into the half-eaten box of chocolates that Mama had given me. I thought of Forest Gump's Mama for a minute and that made me laugh through my tears. "Life is like a box of chocolates..." I took a bite of the next chocolate and spit it out. Jelly! Yuck. My boyfriend of three years was missing. I hadn't heard from him all day and I was going out of my mind. I'd called his cell to no avail. I checked his apartment to find an empty compartment... Please excuse me. I tend to rhyme when I am hysterical. Fizz jerry cool? Okay. Enough of that. I picked up a square piece. I always saved this particular shape for last. No matter what brand of chocolate, squares were always caramel, which I love. I love caramel. I love my boyfriend. Isn't it amazing the trivial things we attach with the word love? I decided to eat the caramel since my other love was nowhere to be found, though I'd have much rather sunk my teeth into him. I felt blasphemous and a bit naughty. I was breaking one of my famous rules here, and it felt good. I took the square between thumb and forefinger. The warmth of my fingers melted prints in the chocolate. I was so engrossed that I forgot to be sad. I opened my mouth and placed the chocolate on my tongue, caressing and enjoying the explosion of sensuality that only chocolate can evoke. Then I took a bite. "Ouch! What the...?" The filling in this candy was the best I'd ever tasted! White gold and a small diamond. I looked up. My boyfriend was standing in the doorway wearing a tux and holding out a bouquet. He got on one knee and took the chocolaty treasure from my hand. "Will you marry me?" I didn't know whether to kick him for leaving me worried all day or smack him in the face for chipping my front tooth. He grinned. I decided on a third option. Taking his face in my hands, I knelt and gave him a long, hot, chocolate-flavored kiss. "You never know what you're gonna get..." I whispered. "Wha...? He asked. I pulled him to the floor and didn't give him time to finish the question. Rock on, Forest's Mama! Rock on…
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2/26/2007 10:54 pm |
So many great stories on here I can hardly compete, but I would like to share a special moment in my life with whoever wants to read it. Have you ever heard the saying it takes twice as long to get over someone as how long you were together? Well I had dated this girl in high school that will always hold an incredible place in my heart. She had gone off to college and I had gone away to see the world. She was working an internship that summer and I was randomly wandering, but happened to find myself back in my home town a strange evening in July. I called her up to wish her a happy 4th of July and she coincidently was back in town for just that one night the whole summer. So I asked her to come hang out with me and she agreed. It was exactly twice the amount of time we had been together to the day since we had broke up. EXACTLY! I don't know what anybodies standard for irony is, but I think that fits it pretty well. It had been so long since I'd seen her and yet nothing had changed and I was still completely in love with her. For some odd reason I knew she felt the same, it was in her eyes the way those glowing blue eyes shrink wrapped in tears burned through my soul. It was the most memorable night of my life and the last time I saw her. The only thing to say as I left her on the doorstep was I love you...
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2/26/2007 9:48 pm |
It was morning and I was having coffee and reading the paper when I saw it was Valentine's Day. I remembered Sally from 3rd grade and how on Valentine's Day she walked up to me as we were hanging our winter coats at the back of the classroom and handed me a card. Without warning she grabbed the back of my head with both hands and mashed her lips against mine and ran off into the classroom. It wasn't really a kiss but it seemed pretty good and it was like an electric shock to me. I had had a crush on her for two years and was too afraid to say anything. I was dizzy as I took my seat and was so goofy afterwards the teacher asked if I was sick and sent me to see the nurse. I walked on air for days afterward. I silently thanked Sally and hoped she had a wonderful life wherever she was. At that moment I also thought of my neighbor. She was a bit older than me and we had been neighbors and friends for at least ten years. Part of the time she had been married but was now divorced and not seeing anyone that I knew of. Likewise I was single at the moment. We helped each other and had been friends and had even acted as escorts for each other at various functions over the years. We took care of each other when we were sick, and sometimes we made dinner and watched a movie. However, for all we did and for all the years nothing intimate had ever transpired. In truth I fantasied about her many times. I thought she was one of the sexiest women I had ever met. I went to an art store and bought a small print to make into a card, and then to a market and found a potted orchard and a nice bottle of champagne and bought a movie she had mentioned she wanted to see the last time we spoke. I made the card and took the orchard and movie over to her door and left them. I went about my business and when I returned home I found a note stuck in my door. It was an invitation for dinner and a movie. I took the champagne and went next door. When she answered the door she had on a pretty kimono and nothing else. My heart started racing as I entered and there were candles everywhere and when I turned around she smiled and with both hands grabbed the back of my head and kissed me. Dinner was late that night and the movie forgotten. The champagne was sipped in front of the fire and we never looked back.
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2/26/2007 4:50 pm |
I am from Holland and I entered the Irish Chatroom in february 2006, i had a few friends here and wanted to see if the chatroom was any fun sinds the meetings werent really my thing. It was a friendly room and after a few days i get to know a few people by chat and it was great fun. One day there was a guy named Fritz860 in the room , really funny guy, fast with coments and everyone seems to like him, after i posted a reply to someone else he kinda noticed me and started posting in the room , He guys did you see Ravens pictures , omg she is hot, she is a stunner , no way she is that age, I was blushing behind my computer, loged out and came back later that day, He started chatting to me and we had some nice chats in the following days, everytime he made me laugh. fter a mont or so we started chatting in private and in june we made an appointment for meeting up for a coffee. We met and that was the date of my life, i fell for him like a rock, it was the same for him. We met a few more times when i was in Dublin and had a great meet from the room, we met a lot of people from the Irish chatroom. Last October i moved country , i moved from Holland to Ireland and we moved in together. That was the best thing i ever did. Last saturday night we had again a meet, we met our friends from te rom again and after the meet he wnet on one knee. He asked me if i would marry him. I said yes and next summer we are going to marry. I have never been more happy in my life. And our friends from the room are gone be there thats for sure. Who would expect to join a chatroom and find the love of your life, well i did not but i found it.
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2/26/2007 2:49 pm |
The most romantic V-day for me was 2007. I invited a woman I have known for several years to dinner at my place. The evening started with cocktails and french kissing and caressing each other. When she was almost ready to cum, I teasingly asked if she was hungry. She said she would shower and get more comfortable while I bbq'd filet mignon; luckily it was perfect. I dimmed the lights and lit table candles, and put soft music on the stereo. I had heard the sound of her shower, but when I told her dinner was ready, she came into the room completely naked. It took me about 1 second to get out of my clothes. She waited for me to seat her. I was completely turned on by her nakedness and clean smell. She laughed when she saw she had caused my erection. I don't know how I made it through the meal and wine. I was hard the whole time, but I finished my meal and she did too. We danced naked until we couldn't take it any longer. We went to the bedroom and licked, sucked, and fucked for hours. We each came more than once, and rested in between. She likes toys, and I have a few that got us going again. I can't remember having a better V-Day than this one.
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2/26/2007 10:29 am |
Ok hopefully this makes it a good read for all who takes the time to read this. Well my best Valentines Day was sortta on Valentines. It was my girlfriends birthday this year and i went all out for her. I rented a super stretch limo and baught purple roses for her. I told her to be ready for 5:30pm because thats when i was picking her up. She asked why and i said just be ready. When i showed up in the limo, i got out with the roses in hand and went to her door. When she came to the door, she was beautiful ( i fell in love all over again ). I handed her the roses and went inside to put them in water for her. I asked her not to look outside until we both went out. When we went outside she said i was crazy for doing what i was doing. We climbed into the limo and i had soft music playing and had strawberries and cream and chocolate sauce ready for her. I also had a bottle of non-alcholic white wine chilled for her. We went to her favorite place for dinner. After dinner went for a nice long drive touring around town in style. Needless to say we talked about lots of stuff, and when the time was right i slowly started to undress her and we made love to each other in the back of the limo while we toured around. As we finished making love it was prefect because the car had just pulled up in front of her house. So we got dressed long enough to go inside and then had the wine and made love all over again.
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2/26/2007 9:21 am |
One of the most romantic evenings for me just happened to be on Valentines day but it sure didn't start out that way. My love is a sports nut and yes he has converted me big time, but on this evening I was not so excited about going to stand in the cold with my timmies, watching him play ball hockey and cheering him on mostly since it was Valentines day and all he has said or did all day was say "happy valentines day ,I love you baby" Ya well big deal I thought as they won the game and started to come off the rink and my toes felt like they were now one big block of ice. We got in the car and not much was said on my part since I guess I was sulking and he was still on a winners high. When we got home I opened the door to find that the fire was burning in the fire place, the candles were all lite in the living room and our coffee table was set up with roses, wine glasses and a beautiful dinner waiting. As he set me down on the floor in front of the fire to warm me back up, he poured the wine and handed me the card that sat with with roses. As I read his words telling me that he loved me for all the times I sit in the cold watching him play hockey or keep score for his softball games on the hotest days of the year and never once complain. Tears ran down my cheek not only from the love I was and do feel for him everyday but for the fact that I was such a dink for thinking he would forget to say he loved me ..... By the way he got our daughter to set it all up while we were at the game so it was a gift from not only him but from my daughter as well.
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2/26/2007 8:13 am |
Last year, I started crushing on my best friend. I told him, but he started freaking out and said that we are fine just the way we are with this relationship. I couldn't accept that, I knew I had feelings for him for a good reason. I tried seducing him and being his ideal girl, but neither would work on him. I was right about at the point of giving up, just before my birthday. Then I thought to doing a practical joke on him, so I sent him an email telling him that I loved him more than anything. He replied believing it, but I told him that I was somewhat kidding, but that my feelings for him were strong. He seemed to be getting a little more sweet towards me. A few days later, I got the stomach flu and he was there for me, just taking care of me. My birthday was too near. I decided then just to tell him, "I am one year older, but too bad you're not getting younger." Right before my birthday, we got into a big fight, and he was so scared he would lose me that he started crying, which he hadn't done in six years. It was our age difference, five years, that set us apart. He realized it didn't matter and that he truly loved me that we started going out and had the best time of our lives.
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Already planned to see my sweetheart on VALENTINE DAY to celebrate the day with me.I was home alone expecting her to come ,knocking on my doorstep was a friend of mine.He camr early that morning and was offered a sit .Later,i heared my mobile phone ringing nand picked up the calls.It was my sweetheart calling me telling me on phone that the scheduled meeting be postponed till later in the evening. Sitting with my friend at home another knock on the door and this time it was my sweethear friend.She came only to ask if she could see me privately,i offered her the opportunity to come into my bedroom and discuss with me but,suddenly she moved her hand across my waist and gave me a wet kisses ,groaning through her erected nipples under the white plain shirt wore by her without a bra underneath.I quickly go for the erected nipples and sucked allthrough down to her pants.She went for my cock and lick till i come and later ask if my friend could join ,we both lay her for the first round of the show.. Later in the day my friend if we could do the same to her girl to celebrate the day.He called her and ask hert to join us in my apartment.She came and even more happier to see the fun.She was the first to unzippedmy trouser and brought out the cock,she suck my cock for hours while my friend was having her fucked from behind.She was later laid on the small desk at the parlour and was fucked for several hours while asking for more.Having had so many fun in my house before the arrival of my sweetheart ,i went to the bathroom to take a shower .My friend her her girl left towards the evening while my sweetheart came later in the evening.We both went out to a cool restroom to celebrate the occassion...
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2/26/2007 7:10 am |
It was a somewhat warm Feb. night like most winter nights the stars were up in the sky in multitudes. I was set to meet the woman who would take my heart as well as other parts of me. I came to the door and she was Oh My God!! She had a look of a tigeress...I thought that it was more of a Halloween then Valentine's Day. She wore this seethrough tiger printed ligerie with matching pumps. Her face had a look of an alley cat; she was painted i black and orange stripes with long nails. Her breast were heaving out of the costume for all to see. But the thing that caught my eye was her beautiful green eyes peering from the the black shadows of her painted face. I have to say that I am afraid of cats but this night I ahd no reason to fear. She lead me into her apartment she had a safari look about it lots and lots of exoctic plants, blended in with the the theme of the night. I was really turned on she spared no details into making this a night to remember for me,us. She asked if I wanted wine yes was the word I think I said because I was caught in the moment yes would be the answer to all questions this night. We sipped,a ray of moonlight caught her elegance..this woman was gorgeous Oh God,this woman had sent me home to the motherland in my mind and I was eager to enjoy the pleasures of the night. We drank but she was stunning so I pull her close to me and kiss her hard on the mouth but this hard embrass would turn into sweet gentle kisses around her hot waiting mouth. She took my breathe away. I didn't really want to close my eyes when I kissed her in fear that I would awake and this would only be a dream but the passion was so great that I did it hoping that what I felt was real. We kissed for what seemed eternally but sweep away now, I was in the moment. We slowly moved to the bed where the ambiance was fitting with the night. I lifted her onto the bed she was HOT, soft, and gentle at the same time and when I laid her down on the bed it had the softest sheets that you can imagine...forget that I had this beautiful woman in front of me and I was afraid to touch her fearing that I would do something to spoil the night. So I was very careful that I paid close attention to details. I took my time in exploring the contour of her face, with the most gentle of touch I caressed her face using only fingertips. I slide my hands down her body it seemed to shiver. I was rising up to meet every touch; I thought that I would come right there. I would open the gown her breast now exposed I would encircle them with my touch paying attention not to touch her nipples. I could see her chest rise and fall to every touch. She started to moan and sigh she was relishing the moment as much as I and it showed. I slide my fingers in my mouth getting them moist and wet. I went to her nipples which were in full bloom and I slide my fingers over them gently the saliva was a great lubricate. They slide just as they should have. I was very arouse as she was. I slowly kissed my way down to the to her stomach as I did that my fingertips would be close behind. I finally come down to the place where all dreams come true. I am a panties gentleman and she had some sheer lace panties...so of course I had to rub my face on them. She was really enjoying the night because I heard moans that I had never heard from her before..I was close to her sweetness I could feel the heat from her..I began to pant.. her body almost out of control meeting my every movement we are both going crazy all was like a fairytale my fantasy come true we were both at the moment that all people dreams about. I could taste the heat of the moment....but I am too much of a gentleman to tell more..sorry
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2/26/2007 6:46 am |
it all starts on Sunday Feb.11th 2007. We were returning from a weekend vactaion to Niagara Falls when my sweetie received a call telling Him to hurry home, His grandpa had been rushed into the hospital and He wasn't going to last long...He died a couple of hours later (i know this is supposed to be sweets, and it is, i'm getting to it. His grandpa was buried on Valentines Day. i didn't expect Him to be home until pretty late that night as i was sure that He would be staying with His family members for a bit. it was 6:30 when He came to my door. in His arms, He had roses and carnations, a beautiful card, and a cute red teddy bear for me. as i was reading the card, our song came on the radio (creepy coincidence), He asked me to dance. later that night while we were in bed...He asked me to marry Him!!! (well, we are into the BDSM lifestyle, so to us, Him collaring me is the same as us getting married)so, of course, i said YES YES YES! the date is set for March 10th...His birthday! whether or not this entry wins, i know that i am still the luckiest girl in the world!!
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