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Thursday, February 15, 2007

and here i've been trying to clean it up

well ... screw that.

web filters can go to hell.

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SEX

The plan last night was to make dinner together and get all romantic around the couch area. uh ... it turned out i was late coming home, feeling a little under the weather, and my frickin' bike light died on the commute which threw me into a tiny snit ... So, instead ~ she made me a luxurious bit of eats while i lay prone on the floor, trying to stretch out the growing crookidity.

The meal was scrumptious but i was still braindead like 5130 and so asked if we couldn't pop up a vid and lounge a bit as we waited out the big belly's gurglings. She agreed, and we punched up Spike Lee's He Got Game.

oy.

There were a few gratuitous nekkid scenes that i simply had to fast-forward past. I hate that kind of shit. Am I a prude? No ... it's just that i don't get into distant flesh on flesh slap. I loathe fake parts and plumped up lust. I am, however, all about the dirty acts of sliding around and naughty lickins, but for me ... it's gotta generate from the real. It's sort of a fetish, i reckon ... for the sensual. The importance of being earnest, and all.

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BIKE RACERS

Ridiculously tanned individuals that they are, I love to ogle over them. There is such immense pleasure watching the perfectly timed attack, cheering the suicidal manuever, shouting out appreciation to the brave, lonely sufferer, spitting venom at the cheap and dishonorable. All of them, I adore.

I fantasize about running hands along tall, lean muscles of thighs, along sides of hips, up around expanding chests. My cheeks glow as images of curling around powerful, stocky sprinter's bodies floods my imagination with wicked, spoon-filled delights. I feel the warm sheen of clean, glowing sweat. I hear the deep booms of billowing lungs in full fight. I see eyes locked in concentration, concentration on one goal. Building towards that one, pure, ecstatic moment of release.

man? woman? i don't care.

just give them to me.

21 comments:

Velo Bella said...

Why didn't you call me when your light went out?

I knew I should have picked you up.

You are in so much trubble.

PAB said...

"feel the warm sheen of clean, glowing sweat. I hear the deep booms of billowing lungs in full fight. I see eyes locked in concentration, concentration on one goal. Building towards that one, pure, ecstatic moment of release"

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yikes.

I think i just had a....hernandogasm...

bbElf (a.k.a. panda) said...

Not to quote Paris, that queen of the fake-lust smut, but...that's hot.

X Bunny said...

look at me!

out of habit i clicked on 'comments' and then grumbled as i waited for the message that tells me i have another tally mark in porn site access when voila

i was in magical blog land

i feel so tingly

Velo Bella said...

I think we all feel a little tingly after this post

Ippoc Amic said...

OV-the lonely sufferer is never really alone...

Anonymous said...

I think you found your sexual fetish you were looking for.....

marian said...

Oh la la!

Anonymous said...

So how does stroking Danielson's dimpled skinsuit sound?

Olaf Vanderhoot said...

blech.

some things don't qualify.

banks said...

uhhh...errr... great post... no that's not what I want to say, too generic... uhhh...errr... my wife will thank you... no, my moves aren't that good even with the added motivation... uhhh...errr... uhhhhh...errrrr... I give up.

Brent Chapman said...

is there a lock on that guest room door?

Ippoc Amic said...

brent is funny...

Eclectchick said...

(fanning self with pad of post-its)

Ohhhh, my! And not a raging purple member (one of my favorite penisisms) in sight!

Brent Chapman said...

wow xrated purple-isms.

Hick said...

"The plan last night was to make dinner together and get all romantic around the crotch area."

Well that how I read it the first time at least.

Lora being in school is a major downer for my sexlife.........saw her a total of 1 hour yesterday and with no romance involved I must say it was a lackluster Valentines Day.

Maybe Olaf will let me do my TomBoonen sprinty spint and fondel me up........

He did say he didn't care didn't he?

How bout it OV.......a little Sassy action? Ok wait I'm way to republican for this convo......

Never mind

MS

Olaf Vanderhoot said...

that Sasser is so slutty.

time to stop bein' the bride's maid.

Hick said...

Lora isn't slutty!!!

:)

Anonymous said...

When's the big "coming out" party?

BELLA BEAR said...

And that's why I love cycling!!!

The Old Bag said...

Criminy, I just don't get over here often enough

classes
be
damned
>:-/

!

can't believe I missed this one....