Ahem. Under 25 need not apply.

[Aphazael]

Hello,
19 year old female, looking for friends on here to talk to, that sort of thing. Perhaps someone to give me a hand in my...er... "training".

Anyway, pics are available under the profile of dementia_awaits on yahoo. Also, if you can't speak in full sentances, with punctuation, go away! Sorry, I know that sounds picky, but you can't have an intelligent conversation with someone who speaks in numbers and shortened words.

Other than that, this is my first time posting on this board, and I would like to give a fond hello to everyone out there, just because. And I hope you enjoyed your holiday season, but don't forget, New Year's Eve is on its way. Party!

APhazael

 

[jazzfiend]

Hi Aphazael,

Check your private messages, please.

 

[HomerPindar]

Well, there are plenty of different way's one can be trained. What did you have in mind? While I don't live anywhere near potatos, I'm willing to offer some intelligent conversation online, as erotic as you like of course.

HomerPindar

 

[pop_54]

Ha

Well I qualify on all counts barring one, I'm certainly over 25 but as thick as shit Or so my old English teacher used to tell me, but then he didn't realise I was Dyslexic back then.

Who the fuck invented that stupid word anyway for a poor bastard who can't string words together, Dyslexia for fuck's sake Try writing that on a form when you suffer from it.

Sorry love I digress, drop me a line if you get short of replies and I'll try to be coherent, not an easy task in tonights state of finishing the Christmas booze.

See you love, take care: pops............. Still silly after all these years.

 

[jazzfiend]

Aha! I found you over there at Yahoo! Thanks for being a tad more specific; a computer nerd I'm not. The link to your website worked fine, but for some reason I couldn't hook up with your e-mail messaging over there.

It's interesting how so many of our interests coincide, and many more don't, but that's what makes the world go 'round, as another old cliché goes. I'd have to peg myself as a Pagan, but I don't follow any ritualized traditions. In fact, before I moved here to the Pacific Northwest from Vermont I had a few experiences with "organized" Pagan meetings that were - shall we say - less than than inspiring. The people running them seemed suspiciously similar to those I've run across over the years doing "rah-rah" sales/marketing seminars for this company or that. I guess you could say that my own beliefs tend to cross boundaries and take what makes sense to me - or reaches me in my gut - and leave the rest to the "followers." Elements of the Celtic traditions, Native American traditions, Taoism and Buddhism (though the latter is definitely taken with a grain of salt, maybe the whole shaker) wind through my view(s) of the world.

I noticed that B&D and S&M are among your interests. Have you checked out my two little fantasy/stories yet at Literotica? Being a decidedly un-nerdly person, I have no idea how to send you a link to them. Hey, they're on there somewhere! But, just in case, and just for fun, I'm pasting them below. See what you think. My last girlfriend was definitely not into this sort of thing, and I am pretty much (at present) living in a fantasy world regarding some of my past experiences with sexually submissive women. The last experience was a mind-blower! She was one of those incredibly strong, independent, some might say domineering women who had a whole other side to her personality when it came to sensuality and sexuality. And that definitely brought out my "darker" side in a big way. Most people think of me as a really mellow, laid-back, gentle, warm, kind, caring and compassionate person - which I am - but I am a Gemini, and that sort of roiling, boiling, eyes blazing intense side surfaced big time in our encounters. Very hot! Tell me more, please, about your interests and quirkss in the world of alternate sexuality, B&D, S&M, etc.: things that get you really hot, things that turn you off, things that are "off limits," etc.

Okay, here goes, two little stories for you, the first sort of a general fantasy scenario, the second one with a celebrity theme, based on an encounter with Naomi Campbell and Grace Jones:

I'd like to climb to the top of one the beautiful Pacific Northwest mountains with a petite, athletic young Asian woman. When we arrive at a clearing on the summit, have dinner, and share a bottle of wine, I'd reach into my backpack for the rope and black silk scarves I've carefully packed for the occasion. She then strips slowly and seductively for me, first rubbing her breasts through her tight little tank top until the nipples stand out proudly in the clean mountain air, before peeling the top off over her head. Then she takes off her shorts, turning around and raising her shapely ass in the air as the shorts drop to the ground. She steps out of them, now clad only in tiny bikini panties, socks and hiking boots. She turns to face me, locking eyes, licking her lips, and sliding one hand under the panties, massaging her pussy as the other hand alternates between her nipples, pinching one then the other. We don't speak a word at this point. I approach her, kiss her deeply and passionately, running my hands down her sides and around to her butt, pulling her close and kneading her cheeks. Then I pull her panties down to the middle of her thighs, exposing her lovely little shaved pussy. I fall to my knees, twist the cloth of the panties in my right hand as my left rubs her breasts and my tongue explores the moist crevice between her legs, flicking at her clit, sliding down her slit and then thrusting inside her. Then I grasp her ass firmly but gently, turning her around as my tongue and lips gravitate to her cheeks, the crack of her ass, and finally her anus. As I pleasure her puckered brown hole with my tongue I spank her ass, first one cheek then the other, until its rosy glow approximates that of the now setting sun. I grab the panties, twisting them tighter between her thighs, and pull her down so she is now on hands and knees, her ass in the air, waiting for me, her pussy now very wet. She moans and writhes as I slap her butt a few more times, with a little more force this time, leaving delicious handprints on her flesh. Next, I tie one of the scarves around her eyes, blindfolding her, rubbing my crotch against her inflamed ass. Then I take another scarf, trail it lightly over her ass, her back, the nape of her neck, letting her revel in its silken texture before stuffing it in her mouth. Then I take another scarf, pull it taut across her mouth, and tie it securely at the nape of her neck, gagging her firmly as I kiss her upper back and shoulders. I'm still fully clothed, but my hard-on is raging to be set free as I look at this sensual woman in such a beautiful setting. There are a few drops of wine left in the bottle, so I dribble them down the crack of her ass, and lick them up as they flow down to her bung-hole, teasing her pussy lips with the neck of the bottle, then sliding it inside just a little as I twist the fabric of her panties. Next, I pull the panties further down so I can spread her ass even wider with both hands. She holds the position like a good girl, and I spank her - hard this time - eliciting moans and whimpers through the silken gag. I reach around to grasp her arms, pulling her up on her knees, bringing her arms behind her back and crossing her wrists. Then I bind her wrists tightly behind her back. I take my backpack and put it in front of her so she will have something to rest her head on, and push her forward, her now crimson ass cheeks still spread wide. "Now play with yourself," I tell her, "you can reach it! Rub your knuckles across your pussy! Now stick a thumb in your ass and fuck yourself while I get these damned clothes off!" I pour some oil on her ass, and then get rid of my shirt and shorts and underwear as I watch her pleasure herself, her thumb slipping in and out, cheeks quivering, saliva wetting the silk. After putting some oil on my now fully erect cock, I get down on my knees, grasp her ass cheeks firmly, spreading her even wider, and start rubbing my shaft up and down her crack. The sounds of her moaning and panting through the masking of the silk is so intensely erotic that I can't wait any longer. I slip the head of my cock into her ass, moving in just a little bit, then back out. "Do you want it? Do you want me to fuck your tight little asshole? Then move it for me! Push back against me and fuck me with your ass!" She pushes back slowly as she wiggles back and forth, eventually engulfing the full length as my balls grind against her pussy. "Go on, fuck me hard," I say, "your asshole is SO tight and warm!" I grab her wrists with one hand, lifting her up slightly as she bucks against me, and reach underneath her with the other hand, gently rubbing her clit, then finger-fucking her sweet, smooth pussy. She cums on my fingers, her screams muffled by the silk. After licking my fingers clean, I grab her wrists with both hands and slow down the rhythm of the ass-fucking, s-l-o-w-l-y sliding my cock all the way in, grinding my pelvis against her, then pulling almost all the way out, just as slowly. After a few minutes, I pick up the tempo again, fucking her really hard now, faster and faster. She cums again just as I feel the sperm rising in my loins, ready to shoot forth. Her asshole feels so good that I slow down again, holding back my orgasm. "Stay still," I say, "don't move now, just feel my hard cock deep inside you. Now flex your ass muscles, tighten yourself around me. OH, that's it!" Finally, I can hold back no longer. I let go of her wrists, grab her ass cheeks, and go back to pounding into her, long and deep. As my cum at last spurts deep in her butt, I spank both of her cheeks repeatedly, very hard. When I pull out, the sight of my cum welling up out of her tight little hole is so sexy that I can't resist laying down on the ground underneath her, eating her pussy out, and bringing her to another writhing orgasm, assisted by my finger sliding in and out of her ass, wet and slippery with my cum. She tastes delicious, just the right dessert!

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I fantasize Grace as a strict mistress, dressed only in black leather chaps, her shaved, oiled pussy glistening in the candlelight of her dungeon, tying Naomi spreadeagle on a massage table. Naomi is dressed in tight red leather mini-skirt with no underwear, black high heelsand a semi-transparent white tube-top. A look of longing combined with trepidation is on her face as Grace binds her wrists and ankles securely with soft, white rope. Then, Grace slowly rubs oil all over Naomi's body, roughly hoisting the skirt to her hips, pushing the tube-top up to oil her breasts - giving them a couple of brisk slaps and pinching her nipples before snapping the top back down - bending over to tease Naomi's now hardening nips with her teeth. I softly caress Naomi's face, then her neck, then pull up the top again, twisting it against her throat with one hand as I gently but firmly massage her tits with other hand. My hands glide down to her stomach, then finally tease around her spread pussy, but never touch her there. With long, slow, sensual strokes my hands move down over her thighs and along those long, beautiful legs. I move a little closer, repositioning myself at the foot of the table, rubbing my now engorged cock against the soles of Naomi's feet as I massage her legs, moving up to her inner thighs, teasing fingernail brushes alternating with deep, kneading strokes. Naomi's pussy is carefully trimmed, not shaved, and it is getting really wet now. Grace takes out a can of whipped cream, shakes it, and covers Naomi's quivering pussy with cream as I step back for a better look. Then, ever so slowly, Grace picks up a straight razor from her table of toys and implements, stropping it against the leather on her thighs with a somehow ominous glow in her eyes. Naomi is squirming uncontrollably now, and Grace tells her: "Stay still, bitch! Don't move! I'm going to shave your cunt as clean as the day you were born, and I don't want to get any blood on my table!" At this point, back standing at the head of the table, I put a ball gag in Naomi's mouth as my hard cock brushes lightly against her cheek and eyes. I fasten the gag securely, then roughly massage her breasts, give them a couple of light slaps, and then pinch her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, rubbing my balls and cock over her forehead and eyes as her nips engorge. "Don't move," I say, "you're going to be even more beautiful after this is all over." I move to the foot of the table to grasp her thighs, pulling them apart and holding them as motionless as I can while Grace begins shaving her pussy, staring intently into her eyes all the while. As the hair disappears gradually, swabbed away by a white towel, Naomi is getting wetter and wetter, and it's difficult to hold her still. Grace wipes away the last traces of hair and steps back for a long look at her handiwork. "Very nice," she says, "is that smooth, hairless pussy of yours ready for a good hard fuck from my strap-on?" With the ball gag in place it's hard to tell what Naomi's response is, but the erectness of her nipples and the sheen of her quim point to "yes." "Well, you'll just have wait," says Grace, "we have lots more in store for you first!" Then I take the oil, pour it copiously down over her flat belly, now gloriously bare slit, and thighs. I rub it into her skin, being sure to reach every nook and cranny, teasing her with my fingers, sliding one, then two, then three inside her as I rub her clit with my thumb. Grace has picked up a small rubber whip, and starts to whip Naomi's breasts as I pleasure her pussy and clit. I move slowly down her thighs, deeply massaging her as Grace increases the intensity of her strokes, gradually moving down across Naomi's heaving belly to her pussy and clit, carefully placing each stroke. I spread Naomi's thighs wide as she strains against her bonds. Grace hands me the whip, and I continue to strike Naomi's clit, pussy and inner thighs as Grace moves over to the implements table. Then, I turn the whip around, using the handle to rub over Naomi's slit, and gradually work my way underneath to tease at her asshole, dribbling a little more oil along her cunt so it drips down over her ass. Grace has picked up three candles - red, gold and green - from the table, and lights them. There is an ice bucket with a bottle of champagne on the table too. As I fuck Naomi in the ass with the whip handle, Grace starts dripping hot wax on her tits, alternating colors to make an erotically charged pattern, moving in circles, culminating in one red drop on her left nipple and one gold drop on her right nipple. I keep sliding the handle slowly in and out and pick up an ice cube with the other hand, slipping it inside Naomi's pussy. Then Grace takes all three candles in one hand and starts dripping the multi-colored wax down from Naomi's breasts, across her belly, and almost to her sweet, shaved pussy. I grab a couple more cubes, and alternate the heat of the wax with the frozen slickness. Naomi strains against the ropes, raising her pelvis to meet the plethora of sensations, moaning behind the gag. Grace then separates the candles, handing the red one to me, and holding the other two, one in each hand. She moves to the head of the table, straddling Naomi's face, and bends forward, dripping wax around Naomi's pussy, alternating colors. "Come on, bitch! Fuck the wax! Raise your pussy up for me," she says. I pull the whip handle out of Naomi's ass, turn it around, and give her several brisk strokes on her anus, pussy lips, clitand thighs. Then both Grace and I start dripping wax directly on her clit and pussy, the colors combining, the wax building up quickly. I take another ice cube out of the bucket to rub over her clit, which is now fully erect. "Are you ready to be fucked, you little whore?" says Grace, and hands the other candles to me. We can hear Naomi mumbling "yes" through the gag. I move to the head of the table as Grace straps on a large, black dildo and rubs it with oil. Then I remove the ball gag as I continue to drip wax on Naomi's breasts and belly, her body now a piece of erotic art, her gorgeous skin now dappled in red, gold and green. I extinguish the candles, and as Grace rubs the dildo up and down her slit, I straddle her face, rubbing my cock and balls over her lips. "Oh, yes, please fuck me hard! I want it inside me NOW!" she whimpers. As Grace enters her, I say: "Use your tongue on me, tease me with your tongue!" She licks around the head, then moves up the underside of the shaft with her talented tongue as I get harder and harder. Finally, she takes it deep in her mouth, sucking voraciously, moaning, bucking against the ropes as Grace pounds her cunt with the dildo and slaps her thighs. I fuck her face furiously and tangle my fingers in her hair, looking deep into those incredible eyes. "Damn! I can't hold back much longer! I'm going to cum! I want to cum in your mouth!" She's already cum several times at this point, and nods assent as best she can. She keeps sucking furiously as the cum wells up and finally bursts forth deep in her throat, I pull back a little, and it starts to dribble out of her mouth, adding to the erotic canvas. When I pull back completely, she licks at the remaining drops around her lips with a beatific smile. I then get up, move to the side of the table, and French kiss her deeply, our tongues entwining, as Grace releases her ankle bonds. Then I release her wrists and help her get up from the table. I massage her wrists, relishing the marks, as Grace does with her ankles. Time for champagne! And then, Grace needs to be served...


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Have a wonderful New Year!

Bill (a.k.a. "jazzfiend")

 

[jazzfiend]

P.S.

Oh, and here's another photo I took awhile back that you (and others?) might appreciate:

 

[scrimshaw]

How interesting. You want someone over 25, with more than 15 functioning brain cells, and you want to discuss your "kink" a little later. But most interestingly, you go to Boise State and are a psychology student; hmm, I'm curious, what exactly are you after?

Oh, BTW, yes, I am over 25 and have recently ended an engagement with my ex-psychologist, who is a beautiful lady with an IQ nearing 142, and a temperment that could stop a train. Are you here for titillation or research?

 

[Aphazael]

No, I'm NOT in college yet, the point was that I was trying to get back into it. And as far as doing research, in a way, yes, but for my own personal needs, not for a psychology experiment!

 

[jif_p]

No, I'm NOT in college yet, the point was that I was trying to get back into it. And as far as doing research, in a way, yes, but for my own personal needs, not for a psychology experiment!

As a Boise State graduate I will tell you that I learned more from watching old epsiodes of "In seach of" than I ever did in college... But, I chalk all that up to a short attention span and an abuse of ether and other low level narcotics.

 

[scribe86]

Perhaps some mutual training?
I miss on the D&D but not on much else.
Cheers.

 

[scrimshaw]

Titiilation

Okay, then I will make an assumption that you are here for titillation. Good, as you have a little better chance of finding that here than on the Bob The Builder site. If you want it out in the public, that's your biz, but I would like a hint as to what you are looking for. We can do this direct, via whiz at adobey-moby dot com if you want. Batteries not included.

 

[PhilFantasy]

nuthin to say...

 

[militaryman1965]

Happy holidays to you...

I too live in the "land-o-potatoes." I read your ad and found myself curious because you have insisted on intelligence. A rare commodity these days: More importantly, a rare request from someone your age.

I live in Boise, and like you would prefer to live in a more rural environment. However, for the time being, I live where I can make a living, and make small payments on 10 acres I own in Fairfield where I hope to retire.

About me...I am a 38 year old male in great physical shape. I am educated enough to know I will never learn enough. I love life, laughing, my dog Henry, my bicycles, large music collection and my two brothers.

I am adventerous, thoughtful, always looking for more experience, demanding, but flexible enough to be submissive.

Can we talk more?

 

[Aphazael]

If you'd like. Boise is... Maybe five hours away. I think, I could be wrong. My sense of direction is off a little.

 

[LorriLove]

hiya

watch all these older guys honey, kinky as hell they are, giggle especially that aging pervert, pops

oh!! hello pops, didn't see you up there near the top, giggle

 

[OlderManPA]

I'm well over 25 Aphazael so I guess I can reply. I imagine you have all kinds of guys willing to 'help'

Add me to the list!!