RIAD
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Posted:Dec 27, 2017 11:50 am
Last Updated:Dec 27, 2017 12:09 pm
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I am settling into my new life here in Winona. It is a cool old river town with a slow pace that I find to my liking. The past several years has been filled with romance and intrigue, adventure and discovery. I feel very fortunate to have had some stellar experiences. Now I find myself to be more voyeur than participant. The long distance romance that I was involved in has dissolved into frustration. We remain steadfast friends and chat weekly but several years of flying and driving across country has taken its toll. North Carolina is a fine place with great culinary arts and unique history....but I do not want to live there. I do not wish to give up access to my family so as to be able to indulge in hedonistic pleasure. Now I find myself comfortably celibate but always hopeful that a new and meaningful experience could be had. Most women here do not desire men my age. They seem to want that buffed and prime 30 year old! Fair enough! Why not? Life is short and regret is long lived. Still, I meander through the profiles searching for the possibility that I may find what I am looking for here. I have checked out the many other sites that exist in cyber world: Tinder, zoosk, our time, Ashley Madison. I have chatted it up with many a fine lady and have engaged in some pretty spectacular cyber sex! Still, the longing for physical touch and the melding of bodies holds me like a spell. I am older now so the want of testosterone casual sex does not appeal to me. I find a shared home cooked meal with a fine bottle of wine ( or two ) and stimulating conversation to be every bit as satisfying as orgasmic bliss. I have not become a prude nor boring: perhaps more refined. I am still 'nasty' and desire my lovemaking to be a release of pent up desire and an expression of forbidden fantasy. I just want my lover to be a real person and not an object. A person with tender feelings and their share of faults. I would want to know their story and who they are and how they came to be. For how can one make real love unless more than cloths are stripped away? As it is, I am fine with my choices to be as I wish to be. And I am fine with others being as they wish to be. Now I have become the reluctant voyeur looking in on others lives and remembering how it used to be. No regrets: never look back unless you intend to go that way.
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new begginings
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Posted:Dec 28, 2017 10:38 am
Last Updated:May 29, 2024 9:14 pm
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What a wonderful day! I suppose all days are good just some better than others. Today started out with my furnace giving me the cold shoulder: a plugged exhaust vent shut er all down and I awoke to a crisp 45 degree house! I like cold weather but prefer it to be outdoors rather than in doors! A service call from the furnace company got me up and running again and left me about $120.00 poorer! A silver lining exists: check the roof exhaust next time to see if it is plugged and save the service call! Today I will concentrate on new beginnings. I bought this ole house here in Winona with the intent to renovate it over the next few years. This will be my 6th project and I am hoping my limited skill sets can overcome the challenges that lay ahead. It will be a live in renovation: that entails living in a mess and doing without a great many creature comforts! Doing interior demolition is always a dusty dirty job. I am slowly removing plaster and laff: I had hoped to find decent plaster behind the old 1970 vintage paneling adorning the walls. No such luck! It looks like i will be doing a fair amount of sheet rocking to get things back in order! To give myself some respite and voyeuristic entertainment I have become active on this site again. One can actually learn quite a bit about people here and learn about one's self if you pay attention. Life is about growth and learning experiences. Everyday one should go forth with the intent of enriching other's lives as well as being enriched by the knowing of others. Everyday offers a chance at a new beginning and fresh start. Today I met a great service technician who takes pride in his work and he enriched my life with his positive attitude. He shared knowledge with me regarding furnace care during a renovation. For that I am grateful. New beginnings often come in overlooked possibility's. If one looks for the positive it can generally be found in the simple things. New beginnings are the positives that can enrich our lives, They do not always lead to success but they will always lead to new understandings.
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done did do it
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Posted:Sep 19, 2016 8:54 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2024 9:14 pm
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I have now gone beyond the world of mere fantasy and desire and have engaged in a full fledged sexual encounter with another member here at Affair Link. My claims of being only with one woman the past several years and more or less celibate have been wonderful and unabashedly stripped away in a night of lustful passion and nasty sex. She was a full blown ( passionate and pretty ) submissive. The inner dominant in me that had so long lay dormant was unleashed and fed insatiably upon the delightful dish that had presented itself to me. It all began at my simple but sufficient cabin. A light but delightful meal was made and served with a fine bottle of red wine. A smokey substance was indulged to help set the mood. Candles were lite, limits established and safe words agreed upon. This fine lady, a tad older than myself, was asked to undress. She complied and stood beautifully naked before me. I came up behind and placed a collar around her neck: a collar as she had not yet earned a training collar. I toyed with her ample breasts while kissing her neck. I pinched and pulled at her hardening nipples. I then adorned her breasts with some cruelly placed cloths pins and ordered her to kneel upon the floor. I had in my possession one of those nasty little leather ridding crops. I cropped her sexy ass sufficiently and made her count out the strokes, She was a naughty little slut and needed to be disciplined for being so. She could have easily endured more stinging blows, but I was not inclined to do so. Then she was then blindfolded and made to lay upon her back....a pillow under her ass. She was instructed to spread her legs. A few more clothespins were employed to her privates and i allowed the leather crop to caress her breasts and inner thighs. Occasionally the crop would deliver her a sting so as to remind her of submissive status. Her tender breasts and exposed pussy received the greater part of these deliveries, Never hard enough to be to cause gasping pain, only delightful stings. I placed a hibachi magic wand in her hand. Dressed it with a condom and lubed it up generously. She was made to place it upon her clit and masturbate herself while I watched She asked to suck my cock but it was denied to her ( with great difficulty on my part, for I so desired to thrust my bulging member down her throat). Instead, she was given the crop and flogged for being so insolent so as to ask for masters cock in her mouth. I lubed up my fingers and placed them in her wet pussy. I hooked them upwards searching for her G spot. I began to work her over with my fingers deep inside her. always asking her if they were in right spot, With her compliance my fingers were able to tickle and rub that special spot. She began to work the vibrator ever more intensely against her clit. I asked her if she was about to cum. She said yes. I instructed her that she could not cum yet and must ask for permission to do so. She whined and whimpered. The sounds irritated me, and as her panties were within reach, I plucked them up, made her open her mouth and stuffed them in so as to muffle her moans. Her head rocked back and forth. " you're not cumming are you", I asked " Yes sir...I can not help it" she replied in a panty muffled voice. My fingers continued to work the spot she had led me to in her lovely pussy and I could feel her wetness increase as she orgasmed. She was punished more with the crop for cumming without permission. It's stings singing sweetly upon her flesh.....across her breasts and inner thighs,,,,down upon her pulsating pussy. But this seemed to only increase the intensity of her orgasm. I smiled sadistically. I had managed to work one orgasm out of her and intended to secure a another one or two. I took the vibrator from her hands and kissed her gently upon her lips. I removed the blindfold and smiled at her. " are you alright?' I asked 'Yes sir', she replied, blinking her eyelids to adjust to the sudden glow of candle light. "good", I replied. I continued to caress her gently and place pecking kisses upon her face. I then stood up and over her extending my hands to help her to her feet.. " let us rest for a bit and enjoy another bottle of wine. This one is a riesling and I think you will enjoy it much" I procured a bathrobe and wrapped her up in it to ward off the chill, I helped her to her seat and poured her a glass of wine. I smiled, and then spoke. " well, my sexy slave slut, how many holes do you have to please master with?" She hesitated but a moment, and like all good and obedient submissives she replied, " three master" "good girl....and what holes have we not played with yet?" I quizzed her. " my mouth and my ass, sir" " yes, you are right" I replied smiling devilishly. She returned my smile with only the sly impish understanding that a submissive can relay. " will you be using those holes next sir", she inquired. " we will see" I pertly replied. " how are you with being bound" " If it pleases you sir then it pleases me." " good girl" I replied approvingly. "and what is your safe word?" " my safe word is rattlesnake sir" she announced in a saucy voice. " good girl....now, finish your wine and we will retire to the bedroom. I think you may enjoy what I have prepared there for you...I know I certainly will."
ah, but I bore you all now with the details of this encounter with the submissive lover. The other two sessions we engaged in that night are not really for the faint of heart nor for those with more standard tastes and notions. Those of us who dwell in the world of consensual fetish, lust and passion are well aware of what these further lovemaking sessions consisted of. I did indeed work two more delightful orgasms out of this lovely submissive. One of them was a squirt and I was much pleased as I have never experienced that from a lover. I allowed myself the pleasure of release upon her third orgasm. For I believe it is the dom's duty to see to it that his submissive is well tended to ,,,,,,,,
but, for those of you out there wondering, I done did do it and it was glorious
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been awhile
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Posted:Sep 12, 2016 11:04 am
Last Updated:May 29, 2024 9:14 pm
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been awhile since I have visited the pages here at Affair Link. I find myself curious and hopeful in my search for fulfillment. I spent years as the 'dirty little secret' of a fine and delicious woman. Being a 'boy toy' is not all that unpleasant of an experience. Since then, I have evolved from dirty little secret to friend with benefit status. This is also just fine and dandy given the fact that the entire relationship is long distance. I live here in the north woods of Minnesota and she be living on the east coast: North Carolina. Makes for a lot of air travel; I can now walk blind thru Charlotte airport and nearly every flight attendant knows me by first name. It is a good relationship and in many ways, perhaps, the ideal relationship. Then again, I find myself with a great deal of alone time. I actually relish my alone time...most of the time. From time to time I find myself in a most desirous state of being. The company of a fine and stellar lady can be a glorious experience. From a hike in the woods to a day at the museum....from a fine dine out to an adventurous outing of discovery. All of these thing and more are complimented nicely with the company of a lady. I have only been with this 'one lady'. Why I have been abstinent and more or less celibate, I can not say. I do not think she has endured the same course as I have undertaken...nor do I wish her or expect her to do so. I fancy myself an accomplished and attentive lover. I am certainly not Casanova nor of the male porn star category.....but I know my way around a woman's body and am adept at delivering a few well placed orgasms I can do this in a vanilla manner or a spicy kink ( I prefer spicy kink with a touch of dom ?* ) Now, as the autumn begins it's surge, I find that perhaps I would like to delve into the possibility of knowing the company of a woman. All in the name of discretion and no strings attached...based on mutual attraction, trust and lust. When winter begins it's arrival, I will find myself en-route south to assume the role of ffb. But until such time, I find myself contemplating the notion of , ' it has been awhile'. does this make me a despicable cad or a normal human being with a honest hedonist tendency?
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..RANDOM SEX
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Posted:Dec 11, 2013 9:01 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2024 9:14 pm
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Why does random sex not appeal to me? Why must there be this need for emotional attachment? I do believe I could get layed more if there was not this overriding need to be nurturing and supportive. I have been a boy toy now for nearly 5 years. There is an emotional attachment that transcends basic lustful sex. There are times I want to go to her husband and say, " hey, listen..here is what you must do to enjoy what I am enjoying. Be a good listener and do not try to fix everyone of her problems. Take long walks and window shop. Drink fine wine and make the dining experience last for hours. Order her favorite desert and split it, spoon feed her...and never trivialize her and her aspirations." But I do believe that would make a mess of things. I have been known to make some bonehead moves and I think that would be among the biggest. My close friends say I have a great thing going. Kinda agree. Yet...i am pulled by the mystery and allure of some unknown fantasy woman. A secret lover to hide from my secret lover? A woman who desires what I desire yet her commitment is such that I can only be her boy toy? I enjoy the emotional attachment. I must be friends and confidants. Perhaps that is where the lustful appeal arises. To love without feeling is but folly. This is not to say that two can not be but lovers just once...but if that fountain head of love springs forth from an emotional intertwine, then what happens is truly special and unique. It is something to be savored and never regretted. Random sex has its' lustful appeal and I would never discount it to it's adherents. But i need to know that I have served a purpose beyond the physical melding of two...there must be a emotional bond that serves as the spring board to physical love. so....I ain't ever gonna get layed again, am I ? >>!?*
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The Boy Toy
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Posted:Dec 8, 2013 11:26 am
Last Updated:Aug 27, 2016 9:17 pm
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I am not sure how I became a 'boy toy'; A lover to a married woman. Perhaps it preserves my fiery independence or maintains my solitary lifestyle. At times it leads to feelings of guilt and futility. Then, of course, at times it leads to phenomenal sexual passion and revelry. It gives me a skewed sense of purpose knowing that I fulfill the emotional and physical needs of a creative and gorgeous woman: that through me she explores her darker fantasy's in a safe and discreet manner. Nor am I sure as to why me? Certainly there are a bevy of males out there to choose from. I am not well endowed, nor young and handsome. Honestly, my better days are far behind me. I can not boast of fabulous wealth or power that seems to excite most women. Neither can I boast of sexual talents that would make me a 'bed room hero'. It is a long distance 'romance'. It comes upon the seasons. I am beckoned in the spring, summer, fall and winter to attend to her needs. For a week or so I become her attentive fling. We drink, we dine, we laugh and we play...excessively. She becomes submissive to my every desire and my desires are varied and often risque. It is a good thing. Or is it? To be used as a 'boy toy' would seem to be many a man's fantasy. There is commitment and genuine affection. Lengthy hours intertwined in each others arms talking incessantly about each others' hopes and aspirations, fears and concerns and topics of every description. It is not a relationship based on sex...or is it? The lustful release and exploration certainly plays a prominent role. But she is married: and I am not privy to the day to day nuances of everyday life that a couple endures. I am her 'naughty little secret'. I am the one who discovered and took her many virginity's. I turned innocence into insatiable desire and trust into deceit. It is possible she has other 'boy toys' but I find it unlikely. ...................................................................... I accept my fate with devious smile a love that lasts such short while Seasons of love they come and go experiencing passions' withering heights to and fro A naughty boy toy for her to enjoy rigid morals released in wicked ploys I ponder hedonism in life's great game and hold out for others that may feel the same Receiving is good but giving is better an open mind and giving heart are never fettered Life is short and should be savored and enjoyed does this apply to a woman's naughty boy toy? ................................................................. Ya' all think the worst of me now, dontcha? ?*
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