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i would like to have cyber sex with u lisa
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Sorry if this seems personal 
I was asking cause I was thinking about trying it and thought I might get some good advice 
hello, well in my opinion, if that is all you are going to do without a means to an end (real body) to me its like you are always just with yourself, it depends on you and what you want to get out of it. i think its cool if you meet and you are hot for each and eventually all those fantasies you are building with that person can be done in person with them. that to me is the exciting part of it.  
if you have a good imagination and learn what your partner likes first yes the stimulation can be amazing so i agree with you
Hopefully that wont be too hard to find here dont you think????  
A year or ten???????? you plan on being on this site that long or just having cybersex here that long????? heehee   
ok that was funny sir englishman. im sure it will present itself. lol. sometimes like a monster rearing up his head. Even if you dont want it. lol. i have opened my eyes quite wide at some of things said. lol
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like? Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like? Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny. Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me? Wellhung: OK Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge. Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat. Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest. Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling. Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly. Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly. Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing. Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry. Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive. Wellhung: I'll pay for it. Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder. Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors? Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you. Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp. Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me. Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat! Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear. Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really. Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse. Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop. Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool. Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee! Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties. Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute. Sweetheart: What's the matter? Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking. Sweetheart: Are you OK? Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red. Sweetheart: Can I help? Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups? Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink. Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better. Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover. Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now. Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you. Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom? Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall. Wellhung: I found it. Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly. Wellhung: Me too. Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other. Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts. Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses? Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table. Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby! Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom. Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover. Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid. Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return. Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh! Sweetheart: What's the matter now? Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way. Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on. Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing. Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it! Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here. Sweetheart: I'm moving my *** back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now! Wellhung: I'm flaccid. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection. Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face. Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong. Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse. Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles. Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes. Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face. Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser! Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo! Laughing ... Is this working for anyone :-) how the hell did you get get a copy of my private conversation? |
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Totally disagree...When you do it with the person you love, the person you know loves you, it can be extremely satisfying, incredibly hot, and very positive... ...FYI, you use more than one of your senses too...Think hearing, sight, taste, touch...And don't get hung up on "what" you're tasting or who you're touching.... ...Aside from the standard 5 senses...throw a little creativity (imagination) in there for good measure!
^^^ this is just one aspect in keeping a LDR alive and kicking...... if the two of you know you are right for each other..... this will work..... 
If you are not right for each other.....you will quickly realise and cut it off.....hahaha, not literally
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Wellhung: Hello, Sweetheart. What do you look like? Sweetheart: I am wearing a red silk blouse, a miniskirt and high heels. I work out every day, I'm toned and perfect. My measurements are 36-24-36. What do you look like? Wellhung: I'm 6'3" and about 280 pounds.I wear glasses and I have on a pair of blue sweat pants I just bought from Walmart.I'm also wearing a T-shirt with a few spots of barbecue sauce on it from dinner...it smells funny. Sweetheart: I want you.Would you like to screw me? Wellhung: OK Sweetheart: We're in my bedroom.There's soft music playing on the stereo and candles on my dresser and night table.I'm looking up into your eyes, smiling. My hand works its way down to your crotch and begins to fondle your huge, swelling bulge. Wellhung: I'm gulping, I'm beginning to sweat. Sweetheart: I'm pulling up your shirt and kissing your chest. Wellhung: Now I'm unbuttoning your blouse.My hands are trembling. Sweetheart: I'm moaning softly. Wellhung: I'm taking hold of your blouse and sliding it off slowly. Sweetheart: I'm throwing my head back in pleasure.The cool silk slides off my warm skin.I'm rubbing your bulge faster, pulling and rubbing. Wellhung: My hand suddenly jerks spastically and accidentally rips a hole in your blouse.I'm sorry. Sweetheart: That's OK, it wasn't really too expensive. Wellhung: I'll pay for it. Sweetheart: Don't worry about it.I'm wearing a lacy black bra.My soft breasts are rising and falling, as I breath harder and harder. Wellhung: I'm fumbling with the clasp on your bra.I think it's stuck. Do you have any scissors? Sweetheart: I take your hand and kiss it softly.I'm reaching back undoing the clasp. The bra slides off my body. The air caresses my breasts. My nipples are erect for you. Wellhung: How did you do that? I'm picking up the bra and inspecting the clasp. Sweetheart: I'm arching my back. Oh baby. I just want to feel your tongue all over me. Wellhung: I'm dropping the bra. Now I'm licking your, you know, breasts. They're neat! Sweetheart: I'm running my fingers through your hair. Now I'm nibbling your ear. Wellhung: I suddenly sneeze. Your breasts are covered with spit and phlegm. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm so sorry. Really. Sweetheart: I'm wiping your phlegm off my breasts with the remains of my blouse. Wellhung: I'm taking the sopping wet blouse from you. I drop it with a plop. Sweetheart: OK. I'm pulling your sweat pants down and rubbing your hard tool. Wellhung: I'm screaming like a woman. Your hands are cold! Yeeee! Sweetheart: I'm pulling up my miniskirt. Take off my panties. Wellhung: I'm pulling off your panties. My tongue is going all over, in and out nibbling on you...umm... wait a minute. Sweetheart: What's the matter? Wellhung: I've got a pubic hair caught in my throat. I'm choking. Sweetheart: Are you OK? Wellhung: I'm having a coughing fit. I'm turning all red. Sweetheart: Can I help? Wellhung: I'm running to the kitchen, choking wildly. I'm fumbling through the cabinets, looking for a cup. Where do you keep your cups? Sweetheart: In the cabinet to the right of the sink. Wellhung: I'm drinking a cup of water. There, that's better. Sweetheart: Come back to me, lover. Wellhung: I'm washing the cup now. Sweetheart: I'm on the bed arching for you. Wellhung: I'm drying the cup. Now I'm putting it back in the cabinet. And now I'm walking back to the bedroom. Wait, it's dark, I'm lost. Where's the bedroom? Sweetheart: Last door on the left at the end of the hall. Wellhung: I found it. Sweetheart: I'm tuggin' off your pants. I'm moaning. I want you so badly. Wellhung: Me too. Sweetheart: Your pants are off. I kiss you passionately-our naked bodies pressing each other. Wellhung: Your face is pushing my glasses into my face. It hurts. Sweetheart Why don't you take off your glasses? Wellhung: OK, but I can't see very well without them. I place the glasses on the night table. Sweetheart: I'm bending over the bed. Give it to me, baby! Wellhung: I have to pee. I'm fumbling my way blindly across the room and toward the bathroom. Sweetheart: Hurry back, lover. Wellhung: I find the bathroom and it's dark. I'm feeling around for the toilet. I lift the lid. Sweetheart: I'm waiting eagerly for your return. Wellhung: I'm done going. I'm feeling around for the flush handle, but I can't find it. Uh-oh! Sweetheart: What's the matter now? Wellhung: I've realized that I've peed into your laundry hamper. Sorry again. I'm walking back to the bedroom now, blindly feeling my way. Sweetheart: Mmm, yes. Come on. Wellhung: OK, now I'm going to put my...you know ...thing...in your...you know...woman's thing. Sweetheart: Yes! Do it, baby! Do it! Wellhung: I'm touching your smooth butt. It feels so nice. I kiss your neck. Umm, I'm having a little trouble here. Sweetheart: I'm moving my *** back and forth, moaning. I can't stand it another second! Slide in! Screw me now! Wellhung: I'm flaccid. Sweetheart: What? Wellhung: I'm limp. I can't sustain an erection. Sweetheart: I'm standing up and turning around; an incredulous look on my face. Wellhung: I'm shrugging with a sad look on my face, my weiner all floppy. I'm going to get my glasses and see what's wrong. Sweetheart: No, never mind. I'm getting dressed. I'm putting on my underwear. Now I'm putting on my wet nasty blouse. Wellhung: No wait! Now I'm squinting, trying to find the night table. I'm feeling along the dresser, knocking over cans of hair spray, picture frames and your candles. Sweetheart: I'm buttoning my blouse. Now I'm putting on my shoes. Wellhung: I've found my glasses. I'm putting them on. My God! One of our candles fell on the curtain. The curtain is on fire! I'm pointing at it, a shocked look on my face. Sweetheart: Go to hell. I'm logging off, you loser! Wellhung: Now the carpet is on fire! Oh noooo! Laughing ... Is this working for anyone :-) I think this explains why women tend to fall for 'bad boys'... If Sweetheart had done that too, she probably would've gotten it somewhere around line 12, lol. And again before line 20, haha. I've actually been with a knucklehead who couldn't find the clasp and ruined my bra --> made a hole in the front while the clasp was on my back 
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.. so turned on right now..^^^..lmao
 
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.. so turned on right now..^^^..lmao
you hit the wrong key,.........CMON HIT THE RIGHT KEY.....PLEASSSSSSEEEE!! LOL 
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:O--- < O:-)...;-). ok What is the right key..lol
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.. so turned on right now..^^^..lmao
.. now if you want....Mr miyagi... to come play with you.... you have to be a little sweeter than that... Blowlightly..into my ear! and whisper something sexy to me.. and with your left hand... make tight little circles around my nipple...ok.... . |
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And.. my sweetest of. sweethearts..
.. I just arrived home ,from a long hard day at work... I'm covered in a fine layer of dust and sweat... I need.. to get out of these clothes....and into a hot hot shower... all the muscles down my entire back are just aching.. ... my thigh muscles my calf muscle.. are so tight and strained....ohhh.... yes a hot hot shower.... to help loosen me up...... to help take aways some of my stress..... even now the steam from the shower is beginning to fill.. . up the entire bathroom..... with this warm and comforting.... Misst...mmm ..... I just need to pull this tight t shirt off.... unbuckle my... belt . and undo my button.... pull my zipper down...mmm.. that feels so much better... and slowly slide . these tight jeans off..yess... that feels so good... . to be free of my clothes... now for my boxer briefs.. but before that I really need to brush my teeth.... I had a coffee before I got home... I'll just stand here over the sink brush my teeth... gargle with mouthwash....mmm..... my mouth feels so clean now.... as i run my tongue over my teeth....mmmm.... . |
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Oh sweetheart.. how I wish you were here, in this shower with me...mmmm
.. your hot tight little body... your perfect round firm little bottom..mmm..ohhhh... how I miss and think often of you... your smile.. you're wicked... sense of humor... . the way you and I can talk for hours.. ..mmm... I wish you were here now... . we could talk... as we leather.. each other up... running are soapy silky smooth hands... over each others bodies...mmm... I miss the way you feel... the sound.. you make when I touch you in that spot... you know the spot sweetheart...ohhhh... I love that sound you make...mmmmmm. |
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If you two keep it up (no pun intended) we will all have to jump in that cold pool. hahahaha. dont mind me.......carry on......
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shhhhh, I can't post now, ....busy!
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Leather? In the shower? You kinkified son-of-a-gun.
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Leather? In the shower? You kinkified son-of-a-gun.
leather and cold showers. lol. woot woot. i forgot. shhhhhhhhh
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I hate autocorrect..lmao..
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Oh sweetheart.. there's that wicked sense of humor of yours I love so much.... you make me laugh, and when I laugh.... I feel so good..
you make me feel like a young College boy... that has a crush... on his very young teacher... sweetheart.. . can you be that teacher.... can you be that young hot.... sexy.. play full. seductive teacher... of my . college days.. the way her angora sweater.. used to . cling and form fit to the outline of her perfect breasts.. you can almost make out her... perfectly erect nipples.... could you be that woman... are you that woman... the woman of my fantasy.. the woman I desire... I need to slip into the shower now.. |
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Edited by
LisaGreen54
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Tue 10/14/14 06:43 PM
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Bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you. j_gurli13: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u. Bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure. j_gurli13: haha, ok lets go. j_gurli13: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck. Bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. j_gurli13: haha, ok, u know that turns me on. j_gurli13: i start unbuttoning ur shirt. Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts. j_gurli13: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game. Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f**king charge your ***. j_gurli13: stop, cmon be serious. Bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ***. Bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet. j_gurli13: thats it. Bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn. Bloodninja: F**k am I hard now. No but I could read your crazy asss stories all day
Lmao... Still want to cyber Lisa :-) |
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Bloodninja: Ok baby, we got to hurry, I don't know how long I can keep it ready for you. j_gurli13: thats ok. ok i'm a japanese schoolgirl, what r u. Bloodninja: A Rhinocerus. Well, hung like one, thats for sure. j_gurli13: haha, ok lets go. j_gurli13: i put my hand through ur hair, and kiss u on the neck. Bloodninja: I stomp the ground, and snort, to alert you that you are in my breeding territory. j_gurli13: haha, ok, u know that turns me on. j_gurli13: i start unbuttoning ur shirt. Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't wear shirts. j_gurli13: No, ur not really a Rhinocerus silly, it's just part of the game. Bloodninja: Rhinoceruses don't play games. They f**king charge your ***. j_gurli13: stop, cmon be serious. Bloodninja: It doesn't get any more serious than a Rhinocerus about to charge your ***. Bloodninja: I stomp my feet, the dust stirs around my tough skinned feet. j_gurli13: thats it. Bloodninja: Nostrils flaring, I lower my head. My horn, like some phallic symbol of my potent virility, is the last thing you see as skulls collide and mine remains the victor. You are now a bloody red ragdoll suspended in the air on my mighty horn. Bloodninja: F**k am I hard now. No but I could read your crazy asss stories all day
Lmao... Still want to cyber Lisa :-) did you get enough info now to make a decision? i thought there was a lot here. lol
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Edited by
Tryztan
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Tue 10/14/14 09:23 PM
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There was this one time a girl asked me to Role Play online. I must have picked the character she wanted because I was a kickass Wizard and she did not seem very happy about it.
Edit: Spelling errors. |
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