MFM - MF seeking M (virgins seeking virgin)

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MF 'virgins' seeking M 'virgin' for MFM

We're happy, we like each other, we like to be together and we have amazing sex. We're not looking for a bull or a 'hung stud' or a cuck fantasy or someone who has something that we're ostensibly 'missing.' We're looking for a dick that isn't attached to a dick.

If we wouldn't hang together, we don't wanna fuck together. We're not looking for a long term relationship, but that doesn't mean we'll accept just anyone to cum with us on an adventure. I told my husband, "you wouldn't want to give my pussy to an asshole would you?" He laughed, got serious for a minute then said, "Yep, you're right. No assholes."

We don't want a swing-veteran. We want a MFM virgin. We want to be awkward together and figure it out together and learn together. Being skilled or experienced in this area will not be considered an asset.

I'm not just 'free pussy!' We're looking for someone who's into the MFM fantasy and gets off just thinking about sharing a woman with another man. Do you get a hard-on when you listen to Offspring "Self Esteem" or LedZeppelin "Hey Hey What Can I Do"?

We're both a little overweight and we look very normal. I have big 34DD tits and I squirt. My hubby has strong square shoulders and charisma that can suck the air out of the room. If you're thick or thin, it's ok. If you look normal, it's ok. We're not interested in extremes: no 'ripped' and no obese. No movie stars and no Quasimodo. Age range early 30's to late 40's - none older and none younger, because we won't really understand one another. Also, you must have a 'normal' penis that works. No big or huge and no tiny's...just plain average and, again, it must work. You don't need any special Ninja-sexual skills...just be normal. Tattoos are cool...it's also cool if you don't have any. Disenfranchised is cool...it's also cool if you're not.

We're highly successful professionals, but we don't care about your social status...except...you must be a person who provides for yourself. We will not pay you or pay for you to meet and hang or participate. You must be affluent enough to come and go on your own terms.

We're nerds. We like nerd culture. We make reference to nerd jokes. If you're into sports, you're in the wrong place. If you're into cars, money or politics, you're in the wrong place. Inevitably we'll hang out and talk, if you're not into nerd stuff it'll be immediately apparent. Save us all the embarrassment and look elsewhere. Put another way: if you can't appreciate the idea of staying up late to see the early release of a movie, or traveling states away to see a band play, or playing games until the sun comes up, or going to a geek con, we wouldn't be interested in you and you wouldn't be interested in us.

You must be a three-dimensional person, not just a drooling life support system for a cock!

If you're horny by this point then you might be the person we'd be interested in.

If you're tempted to PM a single sentence like, "Hey! I'm interested. Let me know if you're interested." please don't! If you really do think you'd be a fit, then write us a short note (two to four paragraphs) to tell us about yourself and about your MFM desires.

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Story Time

We'll tease you with hardness and desperation until the sound of our asynchronous breathing makes you moan. For our satisfaction, we'll touch and grope your face, lips, neck, tits, tummy, legs, ass, and your mons until your clit swells, glistens and quivers with anticipation. Your body will sway as if our cocks exert a pull your mouth and pussy can't escape.

You're body begins to throb in time with your quickening pulse, as anticipation blocks out reason and rationality. Your hips writhe for release as desire turns to heat and sweat. And finally, you hear yourself beg, "oh....please...fuck me!" Your voice comes as less than a whisper - you feel like you're listening to the pleas of another person.

My finger tips brush lightly up the inside of your thigh and, almost imperceptibly, over your wetness. This arches your back and brings your hips high as your muscles tense. Then, his fingers trace the same path and your breathing turns to ragged panting. My hand continues to slide up your body, coming to rest on your neck, and my tongue enters your mouth. In harmony, his fingers deftly enter your hungry pussy and I feed on the breathy, guttural moan that escapes your lips. Again, you hear that disembodied voice, louder and stronger, as your lips pull away from mine, "oh....pleeeease fuck my pussy!" And our tongues entwine again.

Your greedy hand searches for my cock as my tongue dances with yours. My other hand roughly grasps your breast and his fingers stroke slowly in and out of your pussy. Your body shudders as you perceive his exhalation and warm presence near your enflamed clitoris. Your hips rise as your freehand grasps the back of his head and buries his face in your longing. Your grip tightens on my hard cock and I turn to watch as your wet moans fill my ear. Again comes that plaintive far away voice, "Please honey! Kiss me! Love me!"

With one hand on your throat and the other roughly on your breast you perceive the futility of resistance as my tongue explores your moans and whimpers...and his mouth explores your need. Your hand strokes my cock in time with the slow piston of his fingers while his free hand squeezes your ass.

Your tunnel-vision and fiery, overwhelming need turn to normalcy as life before or after your satisfaction melts away - only the present is real. Your hand pulls at my cock to guide me to your lips as you hear the other voice become your own, "I need to suck your cock."

My swollen purple cock-head approaches your lips like a giant savory sucker created by an erotic Willy Wonka. Your smile parts as the salty taste of my pre-cum overwhelms your senses. You pull back to look up me and say, "please let him fuck me..." and your voice trails off as, again, your mouth slides back and forth along the length of my shaft and stops to pop your lips up and down over the ridge of my head.

I turn to him, as I press the back of your head so that my cock reaches your throat, and say, "Fuck her. Make her cum." And I watch as he stands and steps forward to enter you.

I release your head and you lean back to watch. His hands slide under your thighs and move to lift your knees. He leans forward and your breath draws in sharply when you feel his cock hot and hard against your pussy. Auditory exclusion, breath held tight in your lungs, and two thumps of your heart feel like a lifetime as everything seems to stop just before he takes your pussy. A moan, cry, scream of yearning erupts from deep within you as the world spins, flesh collides with flesh, and fantasy collides with reality.

The flurry of his initial thrusting evens out to a steady rhythm and your need for cum builds. Your eyes move to mine, your chin lifts towards my face, your lips part and your eyes beg for me for my reassurance. I lean over you and your hands clasp my face to draw my mouth to yours.

Our breath becomes one as his cock learns about your pussy and your willingness. With one hand you push my head sharply away as the other hand grasps my cock and pulls it hungrily into your mouth. My rhythm starts to match his and your hand pulls roughly at my hip to let me know it's ok to fuck your mouth. Decision is replaced with instinct and we three move in a wrestled compliant unison.

Throbbing and engorged flesh ripple from friction. Speed and intensity increase. Breathing becomes shallow and sharp. Your orgasm runs the full length of your body and your pussy squirts with each wave of ecstasy that flashes through you. My first jet of cum fills your mouth as I pull back and continue to squirt your face and tits. All of our moans mix to one sound as he pulls out and his cock releases a long, hot stream of cum from your belly button to your breasts and he plunges back into you to continue to drain his cock.

I lean over you and we kiss deeply as a moan of appreciation leaves you and your arms wrap around me. He collapses on the bed beside us and we erupt into a chorus of laughter.

After a bleary-eyed moment of contemplation, we start to process what happened. You squeeze my hand and look to me imploringly. I kiss you to affirm that everything is ok. You draw back, momentarily, to nod and smile that you're ok, too. You kiss me deeply, pushing your tongue into my mouth, and you move to straddle me while placing your hands on the sides of my face. Your cum covered body pressed tight against me, and my arms wrap around you, as we embrace for a moment to bring the world back into focus. Then, as fear of losing the moment turns to creativity, you slide down and lick the sticky cum from my chest and continue to sweetly kiss my now relaxed cocked.

You reach over and pat him on the chest warmly and say, with passionate enthusiasm, "Thank you. That felt wonderful!" He returns, "You're amazing. I was trying to last, but when you squirted me, I completely lost control."

I ask, "should we go get a drink?" He looks to you to get confirmation that you're ok to continue. You reply, "Sounds great! Errr...I'm....uhhhh...parched." All eyes move to the sheets to see the liquid product of our enthusiasm. Again, we laugh.

In the kitchen, I hand you a bottle of water and toss him one as I grab one for myself. We all drink deeply as we stand around in a partial state of dress: Me with a v-neck and boxers. He with jeans zipped, but unbuttoned and his belt flopping. You with my white shirt buttoned haphazardly to your navel - panties would have been pointless.

After we finished the water, I hand you a beer and poured myself a glass of wine. He sheepishly asks for a margarita and you laugh as I say, "I make a great margarita!" and prepare one for him. We move to the living room and sit down. You knowingly sit crossed-legs on the couch and I sit beside you as we hold hands. He sits cornered to us on an ottoman.

We drink and make small talk - as you grasp and rub my thigh. The conversation is a bit stilted and jerky as we try to find our footing. You squeeze my hand and then rest your free hand on his thigh without missing a beat in the conversation. He loses his train of thought and stammers for a minute, then finishes his beer in one long drink, burps, says, "Excuse me..." and unceremoniously blurts, "...your breasts are so lovely...may...may I...touch them?"

You hold up one finger and finish your beer in one shot and burp in retort, saying "Excuse me!" You motion for him to sit on the couch beside you and say, as you place your hand on his thigh, "you are welcome to touch them, lick them, kiss them..." as he dives forward to play as you finish saying, "...or suck them."

I down my wine and set the glass aside as I pivot toward you and we kiss. Your hands rub our thighs and tease our cocks as he begin to suck and fondle your breasts. I lean down and we suck you in tandem as we each explored up your thigh feeling for access to your warmth. Jostling, he settles on your clit as I feel inside you and we all chuckle wetly.

He lifts to kiss you but your hand stops him and kiss his stubbly neck while grabbing his cock to reassure him.

You slide off the couch to your knees and pull me to my feet (while taking off my boxers) and tell him, "stand and take your pants off." You pull us both close, as we stand in a v-shape with our cocks at full attention. Slowly, you take turns licking, first his shaft then mine and simultaneously stoking the cock you aren't savoring. When you can taste and smell both of mingled together, you take me deep in your mouth and feel him reach out to press the back of your head forcefully. Need kills reservation and you put your hands behind your back as he continued to guide your mouth on my cock. When your struggle becomes involuntary, he pulls you back and you gulp air. You lean forward towards him and I take my turn guiding your mouth for his pleasure. Again, your resistance becomes involuntary and I pull you back. You breathe, moan and saliva runs down your chin to spill onto your breasts.

I lean down to kiss you deeply and again you moan into me. He kneels beside you and his fingers, on one hand, enter you as the fingers on his other hand wrap your breast. Your hands grip me to stabilize as his hand work your pussy with abandon. Your moans fill my mouth until you pull away and wrap you lips around my cock while your hands pull hard at my hips.

Suddenly, you pivot down on your back in the middle of the floor and say, "fuck me baby, I need you inside me!" I push between your thighs with your legs over my arms and push into you. Within moments you cum, squirt and groan. Sooo quick! How do I make you cum so quick?

He struggles to figure out where he fit in looking a little confused. You smile and implore, "Please let me suck you cock!" He kneels beside your head and you tilt up on your elbow close to his cock. He hold your head as your lips slip on and off his cock while I continue to fuck you. Immediately after he enters your mouth, my next big thrust makes you cum and squirt more. I feel your wet spray onto me and I continue to pound into you. Then, I slip out and hit the spot along the way, you cum again, and squirt me and moan without reservation.

I don't wait for you to recover or compose. I spin you over and lift your ass in the air. He moves over beside me expecting me to move. I say, "wait!" and I slide my dick hard into you just a few times and say, "your turn!" and shuffle to the side. He quickly thrusts into you and you scream with delight, "oh shit!" He slams into you a few times and I said, "my turn!" which stuns him before he catches on. Then, we setup a rhythmic cycle where we're each taking 8 or 10 strokes before changing. I know I'm ready, so I take several long, slow, deep strokes and pull out in time to shoot cum over your back and into your hair. He slides into you and fills you with cum. He makes no effort to pull out...

We collapse on the floor for a minute and you move close to hold me tight gripping me with a need that transcended words. I say to him, "I don't mean to be abrupt, but...can we have some privacy?"

He says, "Sure, no worries!" kisses your cheek, claps me on the shoulder, grabs his stuff and we hear the door click shut behind him.

In the middle of the floor we grope and kiss deeply - moaning and groaning and grasping and scratching and hugging and trying to find a way into each other. You grab my head and push my face between your legs and I can taste our adventure as you grind against my tongue. Your body writhes, you cum and you squirt my chin and chest. We kiss passionately and you say, "I love you!"
 
I lol'd at Offspring :D

Wow you guys sound fun, happy hunting ;)

Yes, I think people either get it, or they don't...there's no middle ground and you can't teach it. :D

It's easy when you like each other... :heart:

Thank you for checking up on us!
 
Beautiful. If only I could find a fun spirited couple to open me up for my first time :)
 
One of the best descriptions of love making. Hope it becomes real for you.
 
One of the best descriptions of love making. Hope it becomes real for you.

Thank you!! We're glad you liked it. Reasonably, we know that the reality might not connect note for note with the fantasy, but it will be fun regardless!:D
 
This was one of the earlier love notes MrReadingTime sent me to keep me busy:

The only thing better than seeing the bulge of a hard cock through a pair of jeans is feeling the heat of that throbbing fat dick radiate like fire through the denim.

When we got to the house party, we knew everybody had only four things on their mind: fucking, sucking, squirting cum, and eating it. All were polite and nobody was pushy, but tension filled the air. The room felt like a parade or a carnival on a warm summer's night: people watched with animal instincts and the smell of fevered ecstasy (wet pussy and pre-cum) filled the air.

As we made our way towards the bar, I kissed your cheek and ran to the restroom. Feeling like pray on the open grassland, your pace quickened. Just before getting to the bar area, a man on a couch caught your eye. Well, his large hard member would have caught most everyone's attention. He was rock hard and it pulled his faded blue jeans very tight along the top half of his thigh. After noting his black t-shirt with white letters that spelled 'MONSTER,' you stared mesmerized and your pace slowed yet you continued walking forward. Then his eyes snapped up to peer at you from under his low turned brow. A predatory grin spread across his face as the inside edge of his thumb slowly strummed over the ridge of his cock-head and a lustful shudder thrust his hips slightly - a reaction to the pressure on his engorged cock head and your wide eyed, opened mouth attention.

The fugue of those few seconds was broken as you ran into a bar stool. The last thing you saw before your focus changed was the look of concern that engulfed him: his eyes flew open and his jaw dropped. No contempt and no humor at your expense, just a moment of empathy.

Escaping your embarrassment, your attention turned to the bar and sat on the stool, your nemeses. You leaned in with your breasts perched unconsciously on your crossed arms, atop the bar, and a ladies' voice came to you from behind the beer taps, "hey, you have really nice tits." Your irresistible impulse was to look down and see, before remembering, your tight red shirt (intentionally) left unbuttoned and exposing your black bra. Your cleavage peered up at you...and out at the bartender.

As your gaze lifted to her and she saw sheepishness in your expression, her chin lifted in a smile (and a quick chuckle) then you saw her small breasts trussed in a tight red push-up bra barely covered by a low cut black shirt (in your mind, you named her Little Red).

You realized your panties were already wet as you remembered you wore black boyshorts to match your bra. Then you wondered, in a silly way, if the bartender had the forethought to match her panties to her red bra. You smiled at the thought and said, "thank you!" in response to her compliment from a moment before. Ever the relationship person, you returned, "Your's are pretty too, but I guess you hear that all night long."

The bartender smiled, shrugged and asked politely, "may I get you something to drink?" You saw Shock Top on tap and asked for that - just to move past your awkward tension.

Your brain had been far busier than your body as we'd only been here a couple minutes. I returned from the bathroom when the bartender passed you the beer and I order with a smile: "I'll have whatever she's having!" as my arm wrapped around your back and my hand rested on your ass. You whispered in my ear, "you mean you're gonna have some hard, fat dick?" which caught me off guard, made me blush, and laugh.

You said, "did you notice the guy on the couch behind us? No don't look now! Can you try to be subtle?" I returned, "Nope, I didn't see him. Actually I was noticing that the bartender was wearing the reverse of your outfit." I moaned, "mmmmmmmmm...." as I stared down into the depths of your cleavage.

You explained that 'Monster' had the largest cock you'd ever seen...and then you stumbled to explained that you hadn't really seen it, but its composition had been completely discernible from over here.

As you finished explaining, a voice came over my shoulder, "does your woman like blowjobs?" We both turned to see Monster stepping forward and extending his hand to me. He laughed and called to the bartender, "give this lady a blowjob!" Little Red shook her head and Monster shock my hand. He asked how we were doing and if this was our first time to the club. You broke in and said you were doing great. Little Red set the blowjob shot on the bar and said with a smile, "you know you're supposed to drink it without using your hands," and she walked off.

You looked down at the shot glass and let your eyes cut to the bulge in Monster's jeans and said, "I'm not certain I can get my mouth around that," Then, you looked up at him, licked your lips, and smiled. Monster turned and asked me, "would you be ok with me trying to help her find out?" My dick went instantly rigid and I thought I'd cum right then. I said, "she's in your capable hands!" and looked to you for confirmation. You smiled, looked with anticipation at Monster and said, "so...what do we do first?"

He stepped behind you, knees bent slightly, and his body pressed hard against you - pinning you to the bar. His engorged cock was vertical in his pants and pushed hard along the whole length of your ass crack - it's heat felt like it would burn through your clothes. His hands came around either side of you and grasped your wrists firmly. He pulled your arms behind your back and your right hand slid around that enormous, hit cock head as it protruded above his jeans. The weight. The heat. Soft yet so hard. Your breath caught, your labia swelled, and you really wanted to feel that fat head fucking your pussy until you squirted everywhere.

He spoke breathily as you squeezed/released and thumbed his head, "now lean forward and wrap your lips around it." Then his chest pressed hard into your shoulders as he pulled at your wrists. He bent you forward in one motion and said "now, put it in your mouth." You wrapped your lips around the shot glass and he lifted his torso off of you and thrust his hips heavy against you.

Small hot drops of pre-cum rolled down onto your hand. Your pussy ached and your drenched panties dripped down your leg. You stood up and swallowed the shot. You didn't realize a crowd had formed until you heard them clapping and cheering as you bent forward to spit the shot glass onto the counter.

Reality overtook you as you looked around at the faces and skittishly released Monsters tool while he released you. Little Red was whistling and leaned forward to say to you, "I love it when he does that!" People smiled and dispersed while Monster turned to me and said, "do y'all wanna go to the back room for a little bit?"

Again, I looked to you for confirmation, shrugged and said, "sounds great!" Then euphoria passed over your face. "Follow me!" He said over his shoulder.

We went through a door into a room that had been painted black. It had low light and Muse playing through speakers on the wall. There were couches around the periphery and a bed in the center. As we stepped into the room, the door shut with a click. Monster stepped behind you and grabbed your wrists again. He then looked at me and said insistently, "get your dick out! Come on man! No time to wait!"

I unbuttoned my jeans, lowered the zip and pulled my throbbing cock into my hand. He then released one of your hands, unzipped and unbuttoned his pants to let his dick stand at attention. He lifted your skirt and pressed his head against your panties as it slid down between your legs...and you moaned. His dick was so close. It teased your whole body. He grabbed your free hand again and said to me , "now come here!" As I stepped forward, he pulled your arms back and pressed with his chest again pushing your face to my groin and he said, "now put it in your mouth!"

I moaned as your mouth engulfed my hard-on. You fell into a steady rhythm as he pumped his massive dick between your legs and it slid against your soaked panties - all while pulling your arms back so you had no choice but to suck my cock and feel his rocket against your wet pussy. I quickly came in your mouth, moaned loudly and shuddered. Abruptly he pulled you up and turned you around as cum and spit still dripped from my dick.

He unceremoniously pushed you to your knees and aimed his hard cock at your face. He asked, "are you ready?" You nodded quietly with your eyes fixated on his pulsing fuck cannon...it scared your brain and made your pussy hungry all at the same time. His hand cupped around the back of your head. As he pulled you forward, he whispered, "now lean forward and wrap your lips around it."

He guided your head at a quickening pace as your pursed lips passed over the ridge of his cock head. He wasn't rough, but he did guide the rhythm as he let you take all that could into your mouth. As fast as I had cum, he tenses and pulled his dick out of your mouth. With one hand he grabbed your left tit and with the other he pointed that fat head at your chest and spewed jets of cum on your shirt, bra and down your cleavage. I got instantly hard again.

He inclined his head toward the bed, clapped me on the shoulder and pulled you by the hand. He grabbed your shoulders and pushed you face down on the bed. You him say to me, "can I fuck your bitch? She sucks great and her tits are gorgeous, but I wanna feel that pussy. Are you ok with that?" I said, "hell yeah!" He smiled and said "get some!" as he motioned me towards you.

He sat on a couch and watched as I pulled you to the edge of the bed and up onto your knees. He moaned as he saw me pull your panties down. I looked over and he was stroking his cock. I began to slide my dick in and out of your pussy as you began to moan to me. As I sped up, your pussy squirted and you came...as fast as we had. At that, he stepped forward, as I was still pumping your pussy, he lifted your hair to bite and suck the back of your neck. His perceived his cock as he leaned over your neck and left a mark.

With a hand you guided his hot dick into your mouth and gently sucked and flicked the ridge of his swollen head. He stood up and I could see his cock head passing your lips. I lost control And came almost immediately. When he saw me shudder he stepped around you pushed me back a little bit, as cum still squirted from my cock. Then he said, "grab my dick and put it inside your bitch!" I hesitated for a moment, grabbed his cock and then I pushed the hard pulsing head inside you.

He was gentle, but you knew that wasn't going to last long. You moaned and cried out as he fucked you, getting deeper and harder with each stroke. Your pussy began to squirt and you came...and squirted and came...and squirted some more. I watched mesmerized...stroking my cock...and shot cum on your back.

He called out and pulled out at the same time - to shoot more sticky cum onto your body.

After a minute to regain his composure, he said, "thank you! Y'all are awesome!" He added, "you can hang out in here as long as you like." Monster gather his stuff and headed out as the door closed with a click. :kiss::heart::kiss::heart:
 
Hello there...you sound like quite the couple, i could only hope to find a sexy nerdy couple like yourselves, as i've fantasized much of what you have outlined in your personal ad and subsequent hot story (which had me leaking pre cum like crazy...good job).

I grew up hetero, but turned bi curious in my late 30's (45yrs old now) tried out some m2m experiences which i absolutely loved. Also i have never participated in any group scenarios but hope to change this at my earliest opportunity (may take awhile, as i'm quite particular as to who i play with) .


I'm sure you live a thousand miles away but a guy can dream can't he? lol
my location: SE Alberta, Canada
 
3 false starts
2 liars
*sigh*

"false starts"
When the person seems to be saying the right stuff and then they turn sideways and try to convert the opportunity into their own kink. I understand, but that doesn't make it helpful.

Ex: "Yeah, I've always wanted a threesome, and when we're done I want your husband to leave the room while you sit in a bowl of coco-puffs and I drink the milk!" Then you ask probing questions and find out that threesomes are a passing-fancy and that their agenda is something else.

Perseverance is key, right?
 
MF 'virgins' seeking M 'virgin' for MFM

We're happy, we like each other, we like to be together and we have amazing sex. We're not looking for a bull or a 'hung stud' or a cuck fantasy or someone who has something that we're ostensibly 'missing.' We're looking for a dick that isn't attached to a dick.

If we wouldn't hang together, we don't wanna fuck together. We're not looking for a long term relationship, but that doesn't mean we'll accept just anyone to cum with us on an adventure. I told my husband, "you wouldn't want to give my pussy to an asshole would you?" He laughed, got serious for a minute then said, "Yep, you're right. No assholes."

We don't want a swing-veteran. We want a MFM virgin. We want to be awkward together and figure it out together and learn together. Being skilled or experienced in this area will not be considered an asset.

I'm not just 'free pussy!' We're looking for someone who's into the MFM fantasy and gets off just thinking about sharing a woman with another man. Do you get a hard-on when you listen to Offspring "Self Esteem" or LedZeppelin "Hey Hey What Can I Do"?

We're both a little overweight and we look very normal. I have big 34DD tits and I squirt. My hubby has strong square shoulders and charisma that can suck the air out of the room. If you're thick or thin, it's ok. If you look normal, it's ok. We're not interested in extremes: no 'ripped' and no obese. No movie stars and no Quasimodo. Age range early 30's to late 40's - none older and none younger, because we won't really understand one another. Also, you must have a 'normal' penis that works. No big or huge and no tiny's...just plain average and, again, it must work. You don't need any special Ninja-sexual skills...just be normal. Tattoos are cool...it's also cool if you don't have any. Disenfranchised is cool...it's also cool if you're not.

We're highly successful professionals, but we don't care about your social status...except...you must be a person who provides for yourself. We will not pay you or pay for you to meet and hang or participate. You must be affluent enough to come and go on your own terms.

We're nerds. We like nerd culture. We make reference to nerd jokes. If you're into sports, you're in the wrong place. If you're into cars, money or politics, you're in the wrong place. Inevitably we'll hang out and talk, if you're not into nerd stuff it'll be immediately apparent. Save us all the embarrassment and look elsewhere. Put another way: if you can't appreciate the idea of staying up late to see the early release of a movie, or traveling states away to see a band play, or playing games until the sun comes up, or going to a geek con, we wouldn't be interested in you and you wouldn't be interested in us.

You must be a three-dimensional person, not just a drooling life support system for a cock!

If you're horny by this point then you might be the person we'd be interested in.

If you're tempted to PM a single sentence like, "Hey! I'm interested. Let me know if you're interested." please don't! If you really do think you'd be a fit, then write us a short note (two to four paragraphs) to tell us about yourself and about your MFM desires.

Just to make it easy to find:
http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1953288&d=1480296509
http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1954668&d=1480633455
http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1955068&d=1480729721
http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1956420&d=1481080676
http://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=1956432&d=1481084455
You said that you were chubby .you are fucking beautiful. Girl.what color eyes do you have?
 
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