Story time

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As I sit here at my desk in my mid 30s, raining smashing up against my window heavily, I feel like it would be a great opportunity for a little story time…

There I was, a 17 year old little kid, snotty nose teenager who just finished high-school, I thought to myself fuck society I wanna live the high life, the good life where I have numerous sexual encounters as many as I possibly could to satisfy my horn lustful appetite…

Now I was no stranger to danger, pretty street smart because I hit the streets as earlier as 10 with other local kids, running around all hours, breaking things, stealing things, climbing shit…so I was a little ahead of my time with awareness…

So there I was at 17, dead broke, no intentions of being apart of this thing called society, I knew some involvement was necessary in order to gain traction in any part of life…

However, getting laid was the only thing on my mind, I knew it was a very special time, as the 60s wave and its collateral lingering was coming near its complete end, as a teenager around the year 2000, I knew time and opportunity was limited…so I needed to find a way to get through quickly…

So, I got a job! A warehouse house job, it was an easy job to get at that time and the employers were looking for young men to join the force… it was a sports factory, where protective gear was developed for horses and the riders.

It was fucking boring and the people I worked with seemed pretty braindead, the low end of the human condition, like they were lucky to get this job and its the best that will ever happen to them, and in some sad sense it was probably true…I remember a guy called nick, 24 years old who already had been working there for 5 years, which I found terribly depressing, I would often make fun of him too because I knew his will to power was so weak that nothing would happen…

I initially thought this job would provide an indirect opportunity to meet girls as there was a sewing department, but much to my disappointment all departments were segregated.

So at that point I was like fuck this, I’m out. I don’t have time to waste. I knew I had the advantage, that I was above average in looks and intelligence, I just needed a platform, and I knew that job would go nowhere…

I was still living at home at the time with a single mother, so I had some kind of support…but we come from low income area which was crime ridden…

As i rode my bmx home in the pissing down rain on that day I quit my job… I thought I need an idea quick that’ll pave the way to a great sex life…

At the time, the “Internet” was just starting to take off… then all of the sudden it hit me, I need a PC, so I can connect and expand my network…

So I immediately approached my mum asking her if she’d help me in purchasing a PC, a basic one at the time cost £1000…I had some money from work, about half…so she agreed, as she would only pay £500… so I went out to get one, mother fucking thing was heavy as fuck carrying it home…

Got it set up, those days we would have to dial up using an ntl disc over the phone lines on a 56k modem… that night I sat at the computer, loaded up the lycos search engine, which was the popular one at the time…

I started frantically searching keywords, among which were “chat”, “group” “meetup” “people”, search engines were rubbish those days so it was difficult to find anything of interest… then I saw something, a website, a social network called MSN chat… I immediately signed up and logged in to a local chat group… there was only about 10 people in there, 8 of which were, you guessed it …girls…

So I messaged them and we began chatting, I introduced myself…back then, the net was slow not in the bandwidth sense only, but socially…mainly because there was nothing else to do, no where else to go… so those chat groups became a way of life, the contact was meaningful because the net was relatively new…

So, I made friends with them locals, even the two boys, who were roughly around the same age, they were surprisingly cool, they werent the competitive dickhead types, they were sound…so over the next couple of days I was a regular, somebody they would all welcome as I entered the chat…

Then I started to get to work on the girls, so I could bed them immediately…the first girl was called becky, lived not too far from me, we flirted all night through personal messages, I amused her with my sense of humour, so I knew it wasn’t going to be hard to get with her, we exchanged numbers and decided to meet up the following day.

She texted me Saturday morning, are we still on? I said yes I’ll meet you at such and such place around 11am… we met up, she was cute, just like her pics, 18 years old, nice set of tits, bigger than average, blonde and very horny…I took her to a local cafe, bought some shakes, watched a movie then walked over to a local park… it was a great day, about to get even better… we sat on the grass in the evening, kissed and cuddled… after some time, I suggested we go back to my place… she agreed.

I thought to myself, yes, this is it! I had kissed girls before in High school, but never full on had sex… we walked up to my bed room, I locked the door for privacy, threw on a movie, vhs tapes thosedays lol…

We kissed more, she was a bit shy, she wanted to turn the lights off, so she could feel more comfortable…I wanted them on so I could visually soak up every second…she insisted, so I agreed to dim them a little…then I started squeezing on her tits, they were so firm, sucked the nipples…ahh such pleasure and joy…

We both got naked, I laid her down on her back and spread her legs. I thought yes! This is the life I’ve been wanting to live! Her pussy was fresh, tight with small flaps, and really juicy… it was a great night!

We woke up the next morning, I thought to myself its time to ghost her and keep it moving… a few days went by, I txted becky and told her if it’s cool we can just be friends, she didn’t seem to mind, I thought she would be angry but she wasn’t she was totally cool with it…

By this time, we took things over to a program called MSN messenger, where I had around 5 girls on there from that specific chat room, I kept networking, flirting with them , building trust… etc

Then all of sudden a snowballing effect took place where their friends would add me then their friends friends would add me… before I knew I had around 40 girls on my chat list… I knew things were only going to get better and better…

The following day I got a message from this woman called kim, I met her in the chat room a week before, she added me saying hi… I engaged, we flirted, I asked her age and she was 36, it was abit unusual because most of the girls were younger…I told kim I was 17, she didn’t seem to care, I think she liked the idea I was so young…

She asked to meet up for a coke in a local cafe, so I did. She was cute, a milf. She had two kids… the date went well. The next day she rang my phone in the morning asking if I wanted to go over to her place. I was bit worried about it because I thought hmm this could be some kind of weird set up… she said she just took kids to school and she would pick me up, I said OK.

I waited outside the same cafe, here she came, I thought fuck it, let’s take the risk so I jumped into her car and went back to hers… everything was clear, we went upstairs, we both knew we were to have sex, so we didn’t hesitate… Needless to say, she fucked the hell out of me…it was amazing for a second experience…

Anyways, my life only got better from this point on, you can only imagine what I got up to with all the other girls on my chat list over the next few years well into my 20s…

After awhile…

MSN chat got shut down and MSN messenger discontinued… so I needed to find new grounds… which I did… maybe thats another story for another day…

Peace out

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Games aside… I think that people are either up for it, or they aren’t.

Your story is testament to that.

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You mean actions are just relative to the sexual intensity and where its convenient, right time right place, and perhaps a legit attraction, the desire will naturally follow through regardless of personal exchange…

If so, yeah I came to that conclusion quite some years ago, I would even go as far as saying that often there doesn’t even need to be a legit attraction and the process will still follow…given an opportunity for sexual relief, convenience and build up frustration…

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I have no experience of that, for me to bear witness, to your conclusion… I speak from a place of offered-divulgences and intrinsic value-sets.

I have no experience of that, for me to bear witness, to your conclusion… I conclude from a place of offered-divulgences and intrinsic value-sets.

Just because One can/has opportunities to ‘go there’, doesn’t mean that they must/should/be determined-to-do-so.

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Each to their own I guess

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Not a guess, but a certainty.

So females to you, are games to be played? …I’d say you’re all playing each other, being ‘on the same page’ n’all.

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You only perceive it as a game being played because you believe in values that when not mutually engaged in you would perceive otherwise as negative, or associate negative connotations with it…when that’s not necessarily the case…

There is no game being played, only life forces processing accordingly as it has always will been and always will be, whatever color you want to paint the engagement with is entirely upto you… by all means do so…

I don’t believe there is any inherent value between the male or female, if anything the default position would be indifference…nor do I believe in female divinity, or some kind of special spiritual value…

Value between the sexes is relative to performance and is transactional by nature as a form of exchange …

Whether its with cats or dogs, or rats or frogs…they are all living creatures no less, with a personal interest to increase the quality of their life and often at any cost

This quality would be relative to the individual personal sense of wellbeing, they have different requirements and needs. There are different types who live differently. This is the part that annoys or confuses you because it makes it difficult for you to get what you want fundamentally particularly in this modern culture because your interests are less mutually sought…

I say annoy or confuse because of the way you react to it would be generally considered to be negative as you refer to it as a game being played as If it negates a somekind of value that you THINK is objectively existing which it isn’t, either that or you’re just use to projecting your own way life onto others…

This explains your bitterness because your values were never met successfully, this bitterness has transformed into paranoia as you are careful not to fall into the same damaging circumstances again, but it’s become irrational, there’s a low level form of psychosis because other factors are mixed in with it which pertains to social lifestyle choices which is expressed as a supremacy, which furthermore is a coping mechanism which is forced upon you through an illness stemming from your digestive system… the fact that you had to make these changes limits your social exposure and engagement thus hindering opportunities…

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there was like a whole era of banging girls from aol back in the day which was basically the same as msn. dial up modems and you’d just go on there and talk to strangers and then drive to wherever they were and bang them. in alabama, coming from birmingham, almost all of them were country type girls who lived in the middle of nowhere so they had nothing to do in their little towns. so you’d just roll a blunt and drive an hour out into the country and either bang them in the car or a parking lot or their parent’s houses or wherever. shit was wild.

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What a load of twaddle …your analysis of me couldn’t be more off, of which I have no ‘want’ to correct you on. Freud you ain’t!

You have also changed the reality of [your] human-nature to suit your agenda…

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Anyways… placing maggys crazy paranoid schizophrenia to the side and not letting it derail my thread…

Yeah I remember hearing about AOL, I think that maybe was the American equivalent. Shit indeed was wild, it was all totally new too.

The net seemed abit more colorful back those days, every site kinda had its own themes and styles, especially with all the personal homepages…now everything seems to be greyscale or monochrome due to corporations, businesses and mass appeal…

There was thing we use to do, it was called dogging, I only did it a few times, which was pretty much what you explained banging girls in random car parks or in the local woods lol

I never hear anyone using that term anymore, maybe people just don’t do stuff like that as much as they used to… I truly believe I came from a wild generation… youngsters seem different now.

They seem incredibly immature probably due to damaging effects of technology and dependency on such things…

In my day you had to grow up quick.

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I sped read enough to catch that y’all think MSN & AOL were like dating apps. They were not. That was before “hook up culture”. Many species don’t need things to be designed according to a purpose in order to use it for that purpose, though.

I don’t remember AOL much, but def visited MSN Groups. MoL mainly. “Meaning of Life”. It’s how I “met” some of the people who came here eventually. One in actual person—as a friend. One almost in actual person—and, at least from my perspective, if anything had come of it, it would have been no mere “hook up”. I had no business doing that, as I was married… but. I was an idiot.

But if you two used it to hook up, you were before your time.

I’m more old school. SUPER old school. Lol. Even as She™. If I posed otherwise, I totally lied.

If I am with someone, I am freaking madly in love with them. It might be unhealthy, but … just being honest. Best avoided until I get that worked out (if that’s a thing), for both parties.

In conclusion: AOL & MSN were not designed as dating platforms. Those missed me like steam punk and hipster.

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Ahhh, the ole ‘you’re mentally-ill’ cop-out response… because I don’t want to add you back to my WhatsApp, because of all the crass vitriolic crap you’ve been saying? …and my name ain’t Maggy.

I was on-topic and certainly not deprecating you… it is you who took my response/s to [your paranoid / schizophrenic] heart.

…as you were.

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Anyways…continuing with this thread…

Yeah they definitely weren’t dating platforms! I remember I had quite a few online friends then realised how great of a medium this would be for hook ups…

Humans are sexual beings so in some sense any form of established contact will possibly become sexual given the level of compatibility and attraction…

Let’s not forget the MySpace days! That was also a good doorway…I had a thing for those emo chicks at one point and MySpace was full of them!

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I def had a MySpace, but the memory is kinda vague. It allowed music on your profile, which Facebook recently sort of resurrected—& I enjoy.

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Yeah that’s right, punky emo music was in at that time! There was another one similar to myspace called vampire freaks, now I know none of you are remembering that one!

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Hm. I have zero memories about vampires. Vampires? What are vampires?

Seriously, though. I have no idea what you’re talking about.

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I think it’s time for another story…

First day of high school, it was year 7, I was around 12 years old. First days of anything are tough, I found myself quite nervous, in fact during the first lunch break I was actually on my own in the school yard.

All my friends from my previous school were in different classes, some higher some lower… I was in the middle of the higher form of side 1.

I figured I would have to make new friends rather than trying to latch on to my old ones and besides I was reaching teens soon anyway.

I walked into French class that day and randomly sat next to this kid called James. He initiated conversation asking if he can borrow a pencil, which I did… he then made small talk about computes games etc… we got on quite well, perhaps bit too well. We really connected, it was almost like a reflection of myself… he asked me if I wanted to go over to his place during after noon lunch break which I did…

We hung out at his, played computer games, wrestled and just had a good time…

He was strangely honest, quite blatant with a carelessness about life… I found it very attractive! I looked forward to going to school mainly to see him. He would wait at the gate for me in the morning before we went into form class.

Clearly there was an attraction that we both had for each other, a little more than a normal usual friendship…

One day he asked me to sleep over his house on that coming Saturday, I said definitely!.. that night we were in his room, early evening… he had a great house, big, I use to call it the mansion as his family were fairly wealthy… his garden was massive, there were two balconies on both sides of the house… I practically grew up in that house with him during my entire teens…

Anyways, back to that one night. I said to him we should try to buy some alcohol but knew we would not be able to do so being only 12… he said his father keeps some in his fridge sometimes, I was like ok, good …you need to get it, so he snuck down and managed to steal it , it was somekind of rum, so we had get some Coca-Cola to mix it with…

Around 8pm we started to drink it, this was pretty my first time drinking, I had a few sips of my mother wine at parties in the past when I was like 10 years old but nothing major until that point…

Needless to say, we were both pretty much fucked by 8:20pm … the drink made us very horny! We already very comfortable with each other that year, so we kinda started to express that a little bit sexually…

Around 11pm I told him I’m not sleeping on the floor, so he offered me into his king size bed … at first, we took our clothes off down to our shorts, then cuddled…it felt weird that my naked body was up against his, it was a strange sensation but likeable…

We started to kiss, which I enjoyed, especially his neck and his face. I would jump on top of him and pin him down, which we both enjoyed throughly…

Then we just held each other closely and warmly, it was such an amazing feeling, it felt like time had stopped, that there was no one else in the world… quite bizarre … we knew we had each other…

Anyways, later on the next week, he wanted to try giving me a blow job at a local park… I said of course we could try…

I never had my dick sucked before at 12 so I didn’t know what to expect. We got to the park and found a quiet spot in some bushes…

I pulled my pants down and I was already rock hard down there and he went down and put his mouth around my cock…

It was intense, I felt this heaviness in my stomach, an anxiety, also the feeling of the inside of his mouth was a new feeling for me. It was kinda enjoyable but quite a difficult too. So we stopped after awhile…

We decided to try it again at his house at the next sleep over, so we did. This time it was better, more comfortable, more enjoyable quite thrilling as I put my hands around his head and thrust forward, the anxiety had gone and this became a weekly thing for the next 6 years…

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Disclaimer: I stop reading & start skimming past when it gets too whatever, which is one reason why I’m prolly not ever going to become a therapist.

I’m saving my eyes/ears for prolly never. :wink:

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Its alright, you and maggy can just stop visiting this thread now and stop pointlessly posting… if you have no Interest in reading my posts or making a response in relation to it, then just keep moving…there’s no need to say anything…