Massive Grooves
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i hear ya.It is, and then I need to blow off some steam.
You're humming too?
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very sexy.i hear ya.
I wasn't humming...i was quietly admiring you, hot stuff.
oh, me likey!!!!very sexy.

Have fun.
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Just got done gaming with hubby in Borderlands. Taking my book with me to bed now. Gonna read a bit and pass out
And, ewwwww! Older system? *crosses fingers her xbox never gets that!*
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I remember the first time. I was 11 and maybe some of you have had similar experiences.
I was in bed. Fidgeting with the knob. Not sure what I was looking for or why.
I had probably been close before. I wasn't sure why I was so interested. I just knew it was sometimes better than others.
Most of the best things in life come purely by accident. This night was similar.
Left me cold and confused. Left me wanting to do it again, soon. I just wasn't quite sure how to get there. I just went to sleep.
I tried again the next night and the night after that. Frustrated.
I wasn't even sure what I had found that first night or how to find it again.
It's amazing how we grow older and find it so easy to attain what was once so difficult and confusing. Yes, sometimes it's better than others and sometimes it's easier. Sometimes it feels new again.
Maybe you could share your first time too?
I would like to share more of my journey with this addiction.
That first time seems so simple, yet comforting.
Fuck I love aural. Obviously it's much easier for me to achieve eargasm now. I better know my likes and dislikes much more than when I was 11 and counting on the radio.
But I will never forget my first time. Jimmy Page's solo and Robert Plant's vocals at the end of Stairway to Heaven.
Almost embarassing to admit now.
It's so cliche.
I'm kinda new here. Really new to posting in the picture threads - but your pictures are very artfully and tastefully done. Thank you for sharing them.
No.
I thought I was more clever.

)I remember the first time. I was 11 and maybe some of you have had similar experiences.
I was in bed. Fidgeting with the knob. Not sure what I was looking for or why.
I had probably been close before. I wasn't sure why I was so interested. I just knew it was sometimes better than others.
Most of the best things in life come purely by accident. This night was similar.
Left me cold and confused. Left me wanting to do it again, soon. I just wasn't quite sure how to get there. I just went to sleep.
I tried again the next night and the night after that. Frustrated.
I wasn't even sure what I had found that first night or how to find it again.
It's amazing how we grow older and find it so easy to attain what was once so difficult and confusing. Yes, sometimes it's better than others and sometimes it's easier. Sometimes it feels new again.
Maybe you could share your first time too?
I would like to share more of my journey with this addiction.
That first time seems so simple, yet comforting.
Fuck I love aural. Obviously it's much easier for me to achieve eargasm now. I better know my likes and dislikes much more than when I was 11 and counting on the radio.
But I will never forget my first time. Jimmy Page's solo and Robert Plant's vocals at the end of Stairway to Heaven.
Almost embarassing to admit now.
It's so cliche.

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JenI love reading about the first times. Thank you so much.
I know, though, it's a picture forum. Stop talking. No. There's a journey, but I will accompany it with the last of the set.
Unfortunately, my teen years were during the 80's. Sure I tried the sounds of the time. They acted if they wished for me to have an eargasm, but it's as if they were looking at themselves in the mirror the whole time.
Self-indulgence plagued that decade and I took comfort in the music of my parents' generation. Some good and some bad. I also found the courage to hit up other people for some ear candy.
I, too, wore out Led Zeppelin by 20. I haven't listened to them but rarely since.
Pink Floyd tried to bend my mind. I took a bus trip with my brother and listened to Meddle and Wish You Were Here repeatedly. I still see the lights pass beside the window when I try to listen to that music.
The Beatles are rock building blocks. They are to rock music what protein is to the muscles. I started collecting all from them.
I spent my teenage years taking in those bands and Jethro Tull, Queen, and much more of the generation before me. I found a warm, dry place there. Sounds I could crawl back to.
As I got older, though, I found out more about myself. I needed to expand, and I found it satisfying.
The 80's ended and the musical response was fantastic.
I found I liked it hard.
I found I liked it dirty.
Most of all, as I went through my 20's, I found I enjoyed my mind being bound. Unsure where it was going to be taken next, my mind would tense up in anticipation.
Tool took me there first. Bridging the hard, dirty sounds I loved earlier in the decade with the almost snooty work of the progressive masters. I needed more.
I got into Miles Davis. Enjoying the range he created from Flamenco Sketches to Rated X.
I started finding the various post-rock masterpieces.
I experimented with different progressive artists and allowed them take my mind wherever it needed to go. Bound but in control.
I started thinking about this the other day as I was taking a walk. The music plugged deep into my head. The world seems so much more in harmony with music. My brain has an almost post-coital sense to it.
I know not everybody enjoys music this way.
Thanks for "listening"


I have had a rough week. Blah, blah, blah.
It's late for this old guy, so I need to go to bed.
I did want to say that I have enjoyed reading everybody's posts. My style is to reply to everybody individually. For not doing that this week- I apologize.
Music is something I am really passionate about. It's the getaway car for my brain.
I need to check out the playlist site. Looks interesting. Soon I hope.
My birthday is coming up. My mom gave me an acoustic guitar. It will complement my electric nicely. Currently, I'm really good at making noise.
Regarding talking a lot. This is one place I don't say much. I love to write. Blogs, fiction, etc. I'm not very good at erotica.
I hope anyone who stumbles in and out of my little thread is having a good weekend.
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in hopes for a better start to another week.
Been neglectful. I feel bad. Don't know where to start. I'll start here.
I've been cleaning my computer this week. It's a few years old. Trying to eliminate clutter and improve processing time. Hopefully by this weekend I'll be back up to speed.
It's my birthday this weekend. What did you get me?
Ok, maybe I'll give you something. A picture?
I have 43 picturs up right now. When Lit shows that, it's their way of telling me to clean house.
This week's been better. Sometimes the stress gets to me.
Right now, though, I think I need to go back to bed.
Hope everybody is doing well.
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