Describe your dream woman or your dream man.

SusanJillParker

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Being that most men are visual and most women are emotional, describe your dream woman or your dream man.

What color hair does she have: blonde, brown, black, or red?

What color eyes does she have: brown, blue, hazel, or green?

How tall is she: 5' to 5'3", 5'4" to 5'6", 5'7" to 5'9" or 5'10" or taller?

What's her body type like? Is she thin, shapely but not overweight, sexy with a few extra pounds, or is she a lot of woman, a big, beautiful, woman?

Imagine her breasts. What cup size is she: A, B, C, D, DD, or bigger?

Describe her ass. Does she have an ass like Sandra Bullock, one like Jessica Simpson, or Kim Kardashian?

If you are a woman looking for a man, aside from the physical traits that he's good looking, what is he like as a person?

Is he smart? A nerd? Sensitive? Kind? Loving? Submissive?

Or is he a bastard. A real brute? A man's man, a manly man, a macho man who wants what he wants when he wants it?

For those of you who are gay or lesbian, feel free to describe your dream woman or dream man. For those of you who are bi-sexual, you have the best of both worlds. Describe your dream man and your dream woman.
 
I'd want a man who was good looking, of course. Being that I'm tall and my brothers are all very tall, I'd like a man taller than 6'2" tall.

I'd want a kind man and a loving man. What color hair or eyes is unimportant to me as long as he loves me, really loves me, doesn't lie to me, and is faithful to me.

What more could I ask for in a man?

As long as he had a job, a good job, a career perhaps, I'd much rather have love than money.

I'm the romantic type. Unfortunately, having already been through a lot, he'd have to work hard to turn my head and sweep me off my feet.
 
Are you really a woman? : )

'Women are emotional...' You are so right there. You should see them cry over money.
 
Now your really showing your age. Had I not watched King Kong when I was a child, I'd never know who Faye Wray even was.

I like Jennifer Nettles. Some people have told me that I look like her but with tits. Maybe because are both natural blondes with blue eyes and tall. Others have told me that I look more like Faith Hill.

I dunno. I don't see it. I look like myself. Before I had breasts, around age 11 (lol), with me always so tall and skinny, I looked more like Taylor Swift. I only wish I had her money.

Yet, there's something about a woman who wears white gloves as much as there is something about a woman who wears rubber gloves. I used to wonder why men would get an erection every time I washed dishes while wearing my pink, rubber gloves.

I remember my mother, Deb, not Debra, Deborah, or D but just Deb, wearing white gloves when I was a kid. With her sexually servicing men for a living back then, I never know why so many pairs of her white gloves were stained. Now I know why (lol).

"Deb, wait. Before you masturbate me, put on your white gloves."
 
Now your really showing your age. Had I not watched King Kong when I was a child, I'd never know who Faye Wray even was.

I like Jennifer Nettles. Some people have told me that I look like her but with tits. Maybe because are both natural blondes with blue eyes and tall. Others have told me that I look more like Faith Hill.

I dunno. I don't see it. I look like myself. Before I had breasts, around age 11 (lol), with me always so tall and skinny, I looked more like Taylor Swift. I only wish I had her money.

Yet, there's something about a woman who wears white gloves as much as there is something about a woman who wears rubber gloves. I used to wonder why men would get an erection every time I washed dishes while wearing my pink, rubber gloves.

I remember my mother, Deb, not Debra, Deborah, or D but just Deb, wearing white gloves when I was a kid. With her sexually servicing men for a living back then, I never know why so many pairs of her white gloves were stained. Now I know why (lol).

"Deb, wait. Before you masturbate me, put on your white gloves."

The Faye Wray look was popular in the 40s and 50s. My mom's blonde girlfriends all had the look. So did Marilyn.

Lotsa the 20s stars were beauties.
 
The woman of my dreams was most clearly the woman I described in my first story, Exploring the Ring of Kerry. Aoife is in her mid-twenties, tallish, athletic, with black hair, witty conversation, has a Co. Kerry accent, a cheeky smile, average-sized breasts that she knows how to dress for effect and have something of a life of their own, and she's intelligent (a student doctor in the story). Go and read it if you want to meet her!

I know not of a Lit story that has been based in the International Bureau of Weights and Measures, but there may have been one about police profiling of sexy women. Far too many stories have the need to describe breasts in terms of cup size. I think it unhelpful on AH to encourage this further.
 
For me it's always been what's between the ears as much as appearance, heck, more than than appearance. It's a matter of survival really. An ideal woman is someone you want to spend your life with, and well, looks aren't permanent.

Looks change over age. When we're in our eighties she's not going to be looking like she was in her thirties. Neither will I. But hopefully brains won't change, just get better. I know, that's not realistic, but personalities that were good together young have a good chance to stay good together.

So I'd want someone who was not just smart, but quick witted. Somebody that made me work to keep up with her. Now if she had dark red hair, above and below, tall, well upholstered with long legs and great bottom and proportional breasts for her size, well that wouldn't hurt either.

But above all a great sense of humor is the main thing.

Meanwhile I'll dream about a lot of people, like Sophia Loren, Norma Shearer, Ginger Rodgers, Myrna Low, Hedy Lamar, Bettie Page, and a host of others.
 
The woman of my dreams was most clearly the woman I described in my first story, Exploring the Ring of Kerry. Aoife is in her mid-twenties, tallish, athletic, with black hair, witty conversation, has a Co. Kerry accent, a cheeky smile, average-sized breasts that she knows how to dress for effect and have something of a life of their own, and she's intelligent (a student doctor in the story). Go and read it if you want to meet her!

I know not of a Lit story that has been based in the International Bureau of Weights and Measures, but there may have been one about police profiling of sexy women. Far too many stories have the need to describe breasts in terms of cup size. I think it unhelpful on AH to encourage this further.

Women learn early that cunning, clever, and treacherous take them further than math and science, and require almost no time or toil to master.
 
Willing

Willing to do anything, anytime, with anyone. That's my dream woman.

In my dreams most men look like a cross between Quasimodo and Rumpelstiltskin (The really ugly one from the 1995 horror movie)
 
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