Thoggy
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Jan 12, 2007
- Posts
- 408
Dear ladies,
I have decided that tonight will be the night when I unleash my sexability upon the women of literotica. For three, perhaps even four minutes of concentrated loving, I will make you see god, or at the least make you realize that a little more spirituality in your life would be nice.
I propose to do this through phonesex, where my overly nasal voice and stutter will drive you to heights of passion that you had previously only experienced at the Bon Jovi concerts of your youth. My insistence on you calling me daddy despite the somewhat creepy overtones will lead you to decide that phonesex can indeed be phoneunsexy.
Afterwards, in a fit of depression, you will eat more ice cream than is good for you and finally settle in to the couch in order to watch a romantic comedy where the guy is charming and attractive yet curiously unable to find a good woman. The depression will suddenly turn to rage and you will start shouting obscenities as the TV before subsiding from your sugar-fueled anger.
You will pick up the phone to call a friend and realize I am still on the line, my long distance bill the size of the national debt and my hand in danger of cramping as I doggedly masturbate on. You start to speak then realize that I had actually not noticed you were gone for 45 minutes and listen as I end my detailed but frightenly inaccurate description of how I would pleasure your womanly bits.
If any of you ladies like the sound of that (and who wouldn't!), then send me a PM or post something or drop by my apartment or something. I look forward to the barrage of messages that will no doubt result from the seething mass of sexualitoriness that is my posting here.
Thoggy
I have decided that tonight will be the night when I unleash my sexability upon the women of literotica. For three, perhaps even four minutes of concentrated loving, I will make you see god, or at the least make you realize that a little more spirituality in your life would be nice.
I propose to do this through phonesex, where my overly nasal voice and stutter will drive you to heights of passion that you had previously only experienced at the Bon Jovi concerts of your youth. My insistence on you calling me daddy despite the somewhat creepy overtones will lead you to decide that phonesex can indeed be phoneunsexy.
Afterwards, in a fit of depression, you will eat more ice cream than is good for you and finally settle in to the couch in order to watch a romantic comedy where the guy is charming and attractive yet curiously unable to find a good woman. The depression will suddenly turn to rage and you will start shouting obscenities as the TV before subsiding from your sugar-fueled anger.
You will pick up the phone to call a friend and realize I am still on the line, my long distance bill the size of the national debt and my hand in danger of cramping as I doggedly masturbate on. You start to speak then realize that I had actually not noticed you were gone for 45 minutes and listen as I end my detailed but frightenly inaccurate description of how I would pleasure your womanly bits.
If any of you ladies like the sound of that (and who wouldn't!), then send me a PM or post something or drop by my apartment or something. I look forward to the barrage of messages that will no doubt result from the seething mass of sexualitoriness that is my posting here.
Thoggy
