What men get wrong

You know I did once meet a chick who thought guys who lived in their cars were sexy - but so far, she's the only one.

Oh wait, there was a Chick on CM whose fetish was to get gang banged by a bunch of homeless guys - anyway, point is, that's maybe one in every couple of hundred women, not a huge market - some women don't mind slumming in a fantasy, but generally, I think the whole, "it's a nice place to visit...", etc. rule applies.

I mean, even in abduction fantasy, they guy has to have a car, no?

I don't want to hijack the discussion, but ambiance plays a large role in female fantasy, and it's usually the kind that costs money.

Again, not surprising, the last homeless character in a television show - belay that, the only homeless character on a television show ever, was Jim on Taxi, and he didn't get much.

Yes, there are women who don't fantasize about wealthy men, the question is, do they read?

And of course, to be fair, there are women into saving lost souls, or used to be, but again, not big romantic literature fans I'm guessing.
 
And, also to be fair an honest, I may be one of the few guys who fantasizes about banging homeless women.
 
You know I did once meet a chick who thought guys who lived in their cars were sexy - but so far, she's the only one.

Oh wait, there was a Chick on CM whose fetish was to get gang banged by a bunch of homeless guys - anyway, point is, that's maybe one in every couple of hundred women, not a huge market - some women don't mind slumming in a fantasy, but generally, I think the whole, "it's a nice place to visit...", etc. rule applies.

I mean, even in abduction fantasy, they guy has to have a car, no?

I don't want to hijack the discussion, but ambiance plays a large role in female fantasy, and it's usually the kind that costs money.

Again, not surprising, the last homeless character in a television show - belay that, the only homeless character on a television show ever, was Jim on Taxi, and he didn't get much.

Yes, there are women who don't fantasize about wealthy men, the question is, do they read?

And of course, to be fair, there are women into saving lost souls, or used to be, but again, not big romantic literature fans I'm guessing.

Plenty of gals like homeless bums, and work at homeless shelters to meet them.
 
You know I did once meet a chick who thought guys who lived in their cars were sexy - but so far, she's the only one.

Oh wait, there was a Chick on CM whose fetish was to get gang banged by a bunch of homeless guys - anyway, point is, that's maybe one in every couple of hundred women, not a huge market - some women don't mind slumming in a fantasy, but generally, I think the whole, "it's a nice place to visit...", etc. rule applies.

I mean, even in abduction fantasy, they guy has to have a car, no?

I don't want to hijack the discussion, but ambiance plays a large role in female fantasy, and it's usually the kind that costs money.

Again, not surprising, the last homeless character in a television show - belay that, the only homeless character on a television show ever, was Jim on Taxi, and he didn't get much.

Yes, there are women who don't fantasize about wealthy men, the question is, do they read?

And of course, to be fair, there are women into saving lost souls, or used to be, but again, not big romantic literature fans I'm guessing.
Whenever I write a romance for women to read, I don't go *there*.

Go for the macho guy. Go for the rich guy. Go for the Southern Gentleman. The chivalrous guy. Throw in your occasional strong woman.

That formula will never, ever, ever go wrong with women readers. Even with all the rare deviations you see nowadays, appealing to a woman's hypergamic urges is still 100% WIN in the marketplace.

If you disagree with me, go ask the fans of Twilight.....
 
Whenever I write a romance for women to read, I don't go *there*.

Go for the macho guy. Go for the rich guy. Go for the Southern Gentleman. The chivalrous guy. Throw in your occasional strong woman.

That formula will never, ever, ever go wrong with women readers. Even with all the rare deviations you see nowadays, appealing to a woman's hypergamic urges is still 100% WIN in the marketplace.

If you disagree with me, go ask the fans of Twilight.....
Well, there's nothing wrong with that, it is escapist literature, and on the face of it, probably a lot less silly than taking on the Taliban with a Samurai Sword, thinking you're Rambo.

i.e., it isn't as over the top as they typical male fantasy.
 
Whenever I write a romance for women to read, I don't go *there*.

Go for the macho guy. Go for the rich guy. Go for the Southern Gentleman. The chivalrous guy. Throw in your occasional strong woman.

That formula will never, ever, ever go wrong with women readers. Even with all the rare deviations you see nowadays, appealing to a woman's hypergamic urges is still 100% WIN in the marketplace.

If you disagree with me, go ask the fans of Twilight.....
Well, there's nothing wrong with that, it is escapist literature, and on the face of it, probably a lot less silly than taking on the Taliban with a Samurai Sword, thinking you're Rambo.

i.e., it isn't as over the top as the typical male fantasy.
 
LJ_reloaded said:
Whenever I write a romance for women to read, I don't go *there*.

Go for the macho guy. Go for the rich guy. Go for the Southern Gentleman. The chivalrous guy. Throw in your occasional strong woman.

That formula will never, ever, ever go wrong with women readers. Even with all the rare deviations you see nowadays, appealing to a woman's hypergamic urges is still 100% WIN in the marketplace.

If you disagree with me, go ask the fans of Twilight.....
Going *there* needs a very nuanced touch.

Your rich man fantasy is easy, since it's been nuanced for you by the bazillions of writers who have written it first. Women will buy it because they know you will not get the details too insultingly wrong.

Your phrase "all the rare deviations" tickles me.:D
 
Personally, my new formula is that it's about pussy, it's always about pussy - all of human culture is essentially fighting about pussy, whose pussy it is and what to do with it - nobody says it, but everybody knows it.

All anybody cares about is pussy, entire religious obsess about nothing else, who get's to use it, how, when, why, and how often, women spend their entire live with people fighting over their pussies, somebody always has a claim on it: it's you Dad's pussy until your 18, then every guy you meet wants to know about your pussy: where has it been? Is it hairy or smooth? Is it good pussy or bad pussy? Tight and dry or loose and juicy? Who does it belong to? Can anybody just use it or are you saving it for that special guy? Does it belong to Jesus, is it still daddy's pussy, or does it belong to "society"?

If it's societie's pussy, are you willing to pay the proper respects to it, wine it, dine, it, buy it flowers? Or is it for reproduction only, take it out once every two years, then back in the closet?

And after all that, for the most part, it just get's neglected, it's enough to know that it's around somewhere, safely tucked away and nobody else is using it.

Shit just goes on, even after it past it's prime and nobody wants it anymore - no problem if you have to eat dog food, but for god's sake keep that pussy wrapped up tight and on the shelf.

It's just taken for granted that millions of people you'll never meet or know your name, or want to, have a deeply personal vested interest in your pussy, and are willing to spend billions of dollars and man hours devoting public resources making sure you don't do something with your pussy that they don't approve of, and are busy dreaming up elaborate and imaginative punishments for you if you are so foolish as to imagine it's your pussy, or have any say in it all.

No wonder women are neurotic - nobody gives a shit what a guy does with his Dick, unless he get's caught - or he's gay, in which case, he might as well be pussy, and all of the sudden everybody has to have an opinion.

So yeah, that' what erotic romance literature is about, it's about a guy who really wants your pussy, but is very good at pretending otherwise, because that would be... gauche.

No?
 
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How come women come to my door and ask me if I want Jesus in my heart, but they never come to my door and ask me if want to put my cock in their pussy?

Am I getting it wrong?
 
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How come women come to my door and ask me if I want Jesus in my heart, but they never come to my door and ask me if want to put my cock in their pussy?

Am I getting it wrong?
I guess you're just not that attractive. :p
 
That 'Warm' Splash..............

Personally, I am UTTERLY revolted by the idea of a man ejaculating inside of me, but, my characters? Why.., they dig it X-D

I guess it would be a case by case scenario and this is one scenario I have not tested.... Having a warm substance the consistency of yogurt being hosed into my vagina...ummm. Don't know what that would feel like or if I would feel it at all.

Now...when I have my menstrual cycle, I can definitely feel clotted blood exiting my vagina at times so there is some sensitivity there....just how 'far' up I start to feel that sensation I cannot say.. Heh.
 
How come women come to my door and ask me if I want Jesus in my heart, but they never come to my door and ask me if want to put my cock in their pussy?

Am I getting it wrong?

Yes, you're getting it wrong.


Remember, He died for your sins.
Yours.
Personally. That's why they want to know if you've accepted Him as your "personal savior."
Yes, I'm talking to you.
You think He suffered and died because you took His Dad's name in vain a few times or lied on a tax return?
No.
Get to sinning.
Big sins.
Sins worth that kind of sacrifice.

Covet thy neighbor's wife.
Spill your seed.

Eat shellfish.
 
No, no, no. See chapter 15 in the Book of Acts. Shellfish, being gay, having short hair, ham sandwiches and shaving are okay, now. Sheesh! People go off making all these half-baked theological statements . . .
 
No, no, no. See chapter 15 in the Book of Acts. Shellfish, being gay, having short hair, ham sandwiches and shaving are okay, now. Sheesh! People go off making all these half-baked theological statements . . .

Dammit.
All these years, I thought I was being righteous and holy.
Now it turns out I was just too lazy to shave.






Am I allowed to covet my neighbor's wife's ass now, too?
 
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