WANTED: mercurial, sarcastic, big-hearted, prodigious, divinely fine
So I may or may not be asking for everything I'm not -- though I am what I am: 32, abuzz with creativity, no shortage of lean muscle, a few "highly" symbolic tattoos here and there, all my , well vaccinated and house-broken, overly employed, mobile, byway of a vehicle, and yes, I have a little place of my own set back in the woods. I read things, and think about them, and I care. I also blow cold, in times of coldness, in those hard harrowing times, when we've got to self-fortify, to preserve, just to on, and then my infernal drives invariably kick in and my head goes hot. I don't have a temper, but I'm not one for the world to tread on either. I like to dance the occasional half-step and listen to good music and eat great food and look at beautiful things. I once was bad but now I'm good. I have to tell, and I want to hear yours, too. make everything fit. I listen as well as I talk, and a talker I am. There's also something to be said for silence. I like those. A good, rich silence. I don't know much about types -- mine or yours or anyone's. I think that's too easy, to have a type, just one or two. I like what I like and always seem to know it when I see it, but describe it, her, nope. There's just too much to miss out on that way. I'm the one who deviates from the script. Freestyling, that's my steez. And a little iconoclastic too, yet nice things I sure do like -- clothes, books, a good pair of shoes, fleeces, a dope suit or two. Oh -- I'm an in the kitchen too, but a shitty poet, so sonnets I won't regale you with, but a perfectly seared piece of sesame-crusted tuna with a drizzle of wasabi aioli, grilled on the side, and dalloped, of course, with fresh citrus butter -- well, that I'll dish out in fine style, that damn near lyrical meal. all for your . For my money, though, it's meat-n-potatoes all the way. And never well-done. And also, in service of further digression, please know that I always tip 20-percent, unless I don't, because the server was a total shit-bag and/or borderline mental defective. What I do respond to in women is a sense of adventure, curiosity, toughness, comedic edge, , a fierce but humble intellect, huge amounts of compassion, a great ass, a hot kisser, an occasional if not daily f-bomb dropper, a shopper, semantic , high-spirited, invariably fair, quirks, a few character defects, optimism, truth, , loyalty, imagination. And sexy. You know, like, a style and flare all your own, and some kind of raw primal vibe too. You should feel free to jump my bones in the car before we drive home from the restaurant where I may or may not have tipped the waiter 20-percent... And no, age doesn't matter to me. But body type does, which is to say, it's all about proportions, how you wear what you've got, so to speak: the form, the packaging, the steez. I'm not shallow, but a dude is a dude is a dude. You should think you're beautiful. And have something to say, to share. Bring it, says I, bring what you've got with all the muscle and smarts and grit and grace you've been so generously endowed with. Show me the goods. Blow my fucking mind. And know, too, that I'm a breed myself. Extinct, soon enough, I'm sure. And flawed. Of course there's that. But nonethless strong and mostly pure of heart I am. (double or even triple props if you've seen and totally dig the movie, "The of a Chinese Bookie"). And maybe, also, you're totally down for day-tripping and Sunday puttering and being explorers of things. Naps. The New York Times. An occasional game, Sox or Pats, or me throwing the football at you in the backyard. I'm also an ex-jocker, was a college player. Kind of a goon, back then, when I was bad. Maybe you've also got aspirations of being a muse. I could use one of those. I plan on writing the next great American novel. As for what I'm looking for, well, ask yourself that same question and you'll probably have as good an answer as any. Or I'll just put it like this: I'm looking for a person, mine, my one and only, that woman I'll fall to pieces for. I want the shakes and the tingles, a good gut-punch, the flutter of organs, your crooked sleep beside me and how we'll never dream afraid. for . for . Questions for questions. Answers for answers. But lets not make this into some courtship either. A little back-and-forth, sure; maybe some texting; a or two, no problem. But if we're all hot for each other, or at least interested seeing what the temperature is between us, then face to face we should convene, on common ground. Like a date to get thoroughly . Or drunk. Or culturally . Now, holler back at this boy-o if you're so inclined...
submissive woman?
A blindfold makes you vulnerable and uncertain about what is happening. You cant see where I am or what Im doing; you dont know what precious treat or evil to surprise Ive gotten "hidden" right before your eyes. You cant see me, cant watch as my fingers trace your body in their mysterious path and cant see the paddle or the crop come down on your sensitive flesh. You are left to merely guess where I will strike or caress you next.
interested on more?? would you like to be part of it?
looking for a female that knows or wants to learn to enjoy some pain from a experienced couple. he is dominant and great with canes and paddles, she is a obedient bi switch.
Yes, we are a couple looking for a submissive woman to join us for a long term relationship
We are a couple, looking for a female that knows or wants to learn to enjoy some pain, bondage and submission ,from a experienced couple.!
Pain can be a pleasure if done right. caning, spanking, ropes, violet wand, what ever you ask for.
this is for a woman only that are looking to enjoy a different level of pleasure and Kink
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Include a Picture and be ready to VV.
If you are not into couples, do not bother answering.
thanks