Feeling STRANGE?

SOB 2000

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I can't seem to shake this strange feeling
that over comes me all the time. There's
nothing I can do , but give into the urge
and go for it. I have done things that I
wouldn't have thought possible. If you
let that strange feeling take you to new
heights of pleasure and would like some
company or just someone to talk to ,
write me at: sob2000@juno.com
 
WHAT...

No one lets that strange feeling over
come them and cross over to the
darkside of pleasure and pain?

I find it hard to believe.
 
what kind of strange feeling are you referring to?
 
When I get those strange urges, I find it best to go with them. If you ingore those strange feelings, you miss out on the best sexual experiences. If I feel like giving head to a stranger in an elevator, I do. Both of us are better for the experience. Applause to those who follow their feelings.
 
What I mean is....

those feeling that make you go running
naked in a raging thunder storm and fuck
under a tree as lightning crashes all around
you. Or just for the hell of it, go for a drive
on a sunny day without your clothes on.
Or the more extreme, see how many lashes
it takes for you to cum.
 
No One!?

I find it hard to believe that
no one else gives into that
strange feeling that makes
you go to wild extremes.

Come on.

Fess up.
 
It's not necessarily that I don't get them, but it's more about not having anyone to express them with...
 
Now...

That can't be true or why are you
here? And you don't always need
someone to give in to that strange
feeling. One night I woke and for
no reason I chained my legs together
and hung myself upside down from
a hook in the ceiling. I got such a
hard-on that I almost came before
I even started to jack-off.

I had no trouble sleeping after
that.

Stay in touch.
 
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I get that strange feeling myself from time to time. You want
to write about it.
 
Always...

I'm always ready to talk.
It's just that when I get
into my more darker
feelings, I tend to lose
people.
 
Wild Ones

I think there are many iwld ones here. Perhaps they don't confess to giving in, but they do. Visiting this site is an indulgence to the wild side. Not as wild as running naked in the thunderstorms (thought I was the only one crazy enough for that), but still not mainstream. When you mention dark sides, it sparks a mutual feeling. Most of my friends turn off when I began to discuss my personal vices. Gang rapes are a fascinating fantasy that most of my friends cringe at the mere mention. Needless to say, I don't display my collection of whip art in the living room. But we are the free ones. We are the ones who have reveled in our depravity and have found it healthy. They miss out on many sexual experiences because they want to be safe in a cacoon.
 
;)

czarina wrote:
We are the ones who have reveled in our depravity and have found it healthy. They miss out on many sexual experiences because they want to be safe in a cacoon.
I wish I had someone like you near me....



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Time and space are relative

Distance is measured by more than a yardstick. I am as close as a whisper, side by side in cyberspace. Brush close to me as you wander through the halls of the web domain, lightly touch my shoulder as you pass. I will blow sweet kisses to my new found friend. Are you a wild one? Do you sit and dream or do you run and do? Are you impulsive? Do you dance naked in the rain and catch raindrops on your tongue? Have you stopped along side a stranger and winked, just to see the reaction? Have you asked strangers to sit on the grass and kiss their eyes, kiss their cheeks? Do you wonder what it would be like to roll in wet grass with two or three of your best, most naked friends?
 
Have you ever been so turned on by someone that you cum without touching them? You gently touch and your body tingles with orgasm. You want each other so badly but you go ever so slowly? Passion is my favorite drug....

I also love to flirt....I love sex with someone for the first time....the first kiss lasts for hours and leaves wet spots in your clothes.

You can't wait until you can be alone with them and follow your fantasies as if there weren't anyone else in the world...
 
WOW...

I go away for a little bit and come back to find you two flirting. It's really nice when you can let yourself go. Not everyone hears the rain calling to them or follows their body's into acts that most people consider to be vile. I on the other hand, think that if you don't follow your body's needs you will become depressed and go crazy (in a bad way). I, myself, do not think of myself as normal. But who really wants to be normal? It seems to me that it's all these so-called normal people who are bringing the world down. So I like to go nuts every once in a while and let loose. So far I have been lucky enough to only wind up in jail once. But even that was a rush.

On to your fantasy. Never been in on a gang rape, but in college I was in on a few gang bangs. I like things better one on one. To me people tend to be more open to new things without a crowd looking on. As to whips, I perfer paddles and straps. Care to try them?

P.S. Where in Michigan are you?
 
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Flirting...

is a dying artform, which must have life breathed back into it. I am originally a southerner, where the fine art of flirting is taught to a young girl from the cradle up.

I have tried paddles and straps and find them enticingly biting. A little "tough love" gives me tingles. I particularly love being placed on my knees and being force fucked in the mouth. I like a strong lover, but gentle. Have you ever tied your lover's hands behind their back and tried that? It is an immense turn-on for both. I've been down many roads in my time on this terrestial ball. I've tried many paths and have enjoyed them all. It is important to me that I live my life to the fullest. One never knows the years or days one has left. Find someone who loves living and have the time of your life.

I'm presently in Ludington, on Lake Michigan. I am contemplating going back into writing again and may move to Dearborn. I hail from Georgia.

Kisses in all the right places to you both. Hmmm...perhaps an online threesome in the making?
 
Have you ever...

I have heard my name whispered on the wind and felt the passion burning within. A touch of my naked skin sets my soul aflame. "Stand naked with me", my lover calls. I am open and free, naked and willing. How does he hold this sway with me? How does he carry my heart?

Have you ever lightly touched the naked breast of a woman and called her name softly? Does she follow you to worlds of desire? My skin is naked, my heart revealed to a world. Touching skin to skin, warm and wet. Free and wild. Do not tame me. Let me run naked through the field.

I am weak after his love. I fall into his arms, frail and fragile. Hold me, feel me breath deep and satisfied breaths.
 
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