The ones left behind.

[Mnkinkcpl]

Do you ever think about the lovers, or serious playmates you left behind?

There are two that I think of often. The first was from highschool. We dated a dozen times or so behind her boyfriends back.

At the time she was the sexiest and most uninhibited girl I had dated but when I graduated I stopped calling her.

When Facebook became popular we reconnected and she told me that she would have left him for me if I asked.

The second was a woman I met at a friend's place, we started dating before she told me she was working as a stripper to pay her way through college.

I was okay with that, but then found out that every few months she was working at a bordello in Nevada.

I was just to chauvinistic to deal with that.

About fifteen years ago we met again at a swingers party, she was with her husband and after a quick hello she avoided me and my wife for the rest of the night.

A few days later she contacted me through one of the swingers sites and apologized. It seems that I had really hurt her when we broke up.

Yup I'm a typical male, an idiot.

 

[Lady2020]

I sometimes think of old lovers. I try not to though. Pretty sure one still hates my guts. Two are dead. Ex-husband passed. He probably died still believing I made him marry his gf. Wish I had known what I know now back then.

 

[Mnkinkcpl]

Wish I had known what I know now back then.

Yeah hindsight is 20/20 and it definitely gets better with age.

 

[Crownvic]

Relationships, and play partnerships as well, all end for a reason. I think far less often and far less intently about them than I do the relationships that never happened, connections with women I failed to pursue.

There’s something that hurts more and lasts longer than rejection: that thing is regret. I have several significant regrets about the path not taken, and I think about them. They are the ones that come to mind.

That’s because they’re unresolved. Those that blossomed, were enjoyed, and then withered for one reason or another are all resolved - they’re stories with clear endings, books with back covers.

I completely agree...rejected is bad..regret is worse...I say forget about it..you can’t..it keeps haunting you or me..

 

[gtnlynn]

I didn't really leave any behind, but my wife did. She had several lovers in college and has kept in touch with some of them. The one she liked the most left school for the summer after their sophomore year, and she never heard from him again, although they had dated intimately for several months. She often wondered what happened to him, but she assumed he got his real girlfriend pregnant and had to get married. Finally, a couple of years ago and 40 years after seeing him the last time, she found out where he was (approximately). He had become a hermit, living in the mountains of TN or NC. I told her to try to get in touch with him, but she wouldn't do it.

 

[Mnkinkcpl]

I may have left the wrong impression.

Each of the relationships I mentioned I remember fondly with no regrets.

Sometimes it's nice to think back about past playmates and lovers. Many of those were "Firsts"

The first woman I went down on is a great memory. She was a bit funky, but very quickly she tasted great as her natural lubricants started to flow. From that point on I was hooked.

Receiving my first blow job, the look in her eyes as I slipped between her pouty lips. The caresse of her tongue. I'm very glad that she loved giving head, it made it great for me.

 

[Nightspeed]

I really don't have many, if any, regrets about old relationships, because even the worst ones had good moments. I do wonder about some of them, though.