I remember how many times and with whom. You

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 14 Aug 2021, 04:31

So she hooked you. It’s a shame it didn’t work out.

Unread post by **nobody** » 14 Aug 2021, 06:06

Yes. We are all smart in hindsight. There were so many girls, and then he married a virgin who was incompetent. So in all these years I haven’t learned anything. I made three or four passes during the night. I fucked her pussy until it was calloused. Her favorite pose is from behind, squeezing her breasts in her hands.
This is her erogenous zone. Loves it when I suck them and
fuck them between my breasts. By the way, for many years she has had very decent breasts, not sagging. I flatly refused. I thought I would awaken her sexuality. Kuni refused to accept. Over the years, I sucked ineptly several times. I was drinking something then and at first I didn’t perceive these things. Let’s have sex, I’ve let off some steam. She didn’t ask for much either. Really. I began to collect money on the side. But as a housewife and mother, my wife rose to the occasion. There are no options here. Everyone is washed, dressed, deliciously fed, and everyone’s noses and asses are wiped. Well, I got a bit ahead of myself.

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 14 Aug 2021, 11:17

The everyday side of family life is very important, especially as we get older.

Unread post by **Hair shirt** » 14 Aug 2021, 12:37

nikas: ↑13 Aug 2021, 14:46 Whispered all sorts of words, stroked her head. Apparently they have never done cunnilingus well. I decided to save everything else for home. Let’s go to my place. It is something. At home I examined the figure in every detail and felt it. We really made love. She was a very affectionate and gentle girl. No barriers. Tolstoy liked me, or something else. They gave it their all. We started dating. How she accepted gifts, even the simplest ones! When I gave you the first bouquet, as if I don’t know, I gave you diamonds. Such happiness in the eyes! It turns out she was from another city. She left later. But before leaving I asked, will you get married? I thought about it, she understood. I often remembered. In general, I did a lot of stupid things. There was no one to suggest this except friends and drinking buddies. Yes, and I thought I’d still have time.

Everything gets mixed up in such situations and in the end, everything still gets tied up in the meaning of life. That is, what do you even want from your life!? A family, many children, plant a tree, build a house, raise a son...
And do you really need all this - this tree, and this house, and this son...
Yes in fact, do they need you later - and this tree, and the house, and the son as well.

I somehow ended up in the hospital for an operation. Even before Covid. When visitors could come directly to the wards with packages even during visiting hours. So I didn’t see any friends, colleagues, children, or sons among the visitors. But only wives and mothers. So draw conclusions about who really needs us and why.

Well, regarding women, you also still need to understand yourself - who you really need. In the sense of what kind of woman she is. That is, the woman is a friend or some other woman.
Who will also embody the woman that you can hire who would come twice a week and clean your apartment and prepare food for the whole week and leave it in the refrigerator.
And also the one who will also stay at your place for money twice a week for tasty and fulfilling sex.
And also a friend from work who will drop by sometimes once a week to see you later She’ll fuck her up until the morning, forgetting about sex and all sorts of other things.

But the worst thing is probably when you got married out of stupidity. Out of pity, or because he got pregnant, or because he’s already tired of masturbating and is tired of the fact that in order to have sex you have to throw away a lot of money and a lot of time. Moreover, in addition, there is always this sex with some kind of adventures and unpredictable consequences that often border on something dangerous. And always when you have sex, you always walk on the edge of something dangerous and something that can change your life beyond recognition.

And I personally knew people who were simply tired of such a life and who just got married because I’m tired of eating dumplings and masturbating to porn on my computer. And I finally wanted to somehow change my life. And then a friend turned up who was sleeping and saw getting married. Because all the guys she knew before all only wanted to fuck her. And no one wanted to get married. And then a character turned up who asked me to get married.
And then they live these two loneliness.

And then they come up with a motivation for why they live at all and why they live with this husband of theirs in particular. All these trees, houses and sons. And all these kids that these mothers are going crazy over. And then these kids go to school and call their parents rodaks and share among themselves how they have already fucked up these rodaks. And when they finally become adults and can tell them to fuck off with all their brainwashing.

No, I think that you should marry a friend, but of the opposite sex. Well, like finding a woman with whom you would be interested and with whom you would both understand each other well.
And everything else - sex, children, houses, trees, borscht and dust on the shelves - this is all secondary. That’s all later.
If you need a house, there will be a house. If you need borscht, one of the two will learn how to make borscht. If she needs a son, she will give birth to a son. You won’t get a son, but if you still need him, you can do IVF, you can take the child from the orphanage. Or if there is money and in general, like Kirkorov, he gave birth to two children and does not know grief. And he doesn’t need any women.

Well, in general, as a rule, only in later life do people begin to understand what the real value of your life is.
When If we tell you 25, then you think that one thing is valuable. But then time passes and you realize that what you thought was valuable before is actually just a fetish. And that in fact you don’t need this at all right now. And not only you, but no one else needs it either. And you once thought that this was very important and got lost in it. But it turned out to be a fetish. You came up with something for yourself, you screwed yourself up...

Well, as for Eastern, Central Asian women in particular, it’s true that there is something captivating about them. Something submissive and sincerely loving you. Well, as if it were not a woman, but your dog who loves you infinitely and you have no doubt about it. May the women forgive me, I did not want to offend anyone. It’s just that you become their master for these women. And they constantly prove this to you with their appearance and behavior, and you really become responsible for those you have tamed. And this of course hits the brain. And very strongly.

But on the other hand, you need to remember that you are a European, you have a completely different mentality. And can you live your whole life with a dog faithfully looking into your eyes? Will you be able to remain strong and confident for her all the time? Can you not share your doubts with her and not show her your weaknesses, and sometimes just some kind of loser? Well, okay, you are a successful businessman, or a cop, or a warrior. What if you are a bus driver, or make money by installing European packages?

Again, we must not forget that Eastern women are also double-bottomed, and they also have their own Eastern mentality. And some things that are normal for her will seem wild and unacceptable to you. And vice versa.

Unread post by **nobody** » 14 Aug 2021, 13:00

This is what is called sorted out.
Right, right, a thousand times right. Yes, I got married a second time,
when there was no one to choose from. My girlfriends didn’t wait for me. They got married. Although some continued to be friends with me from time to time.

Unread post by **Hair shirt** » 14 Aug 2021, 14:20

nikas: ↑14 Aug 2021, 13:00 This is what is called sorted out.
Right, right, a thousand times right. Yes, I got married a second time
when there was no one to choose from. My girlfriends didn’t wait for me. They got married. Although some continued to be friends with me from time to time.

No...
I think I just need to figure myself out... There is such a concept - a comfort zone.
For example, this is a person working at some job. He doesn’t have a career, there are no prospects for promotion, the salary is so-so. But he knows his specialty well, no complaints. In reality, the only friends and acquaintances are those who are at work, and there is no one there. Those that existed somehow disappeared by themselves. All holidays or celebrations are usually associated with those with whom you work or with relatives.

That is, a person has landed somewhere in some place and feels good. There are no prospects, but work gives me a minimum. And time goes by and nothing changes. Your health still allows you to work where you work. This is the comfort zone. And everything was fine until force majeure happened. As long as my health allows, until my ass gets sick, until I need something more related to children. And then it becomes clear that you have been doing some kind of crap for the last ten years.

And during this time everything has fallen into disrepair. The apartment is dilapidated - it needs major repairs, the car is dilapidated - you no longer need to repair it, but sell and buy a new one, the dacha is dilapidated - you need to replace the house and the fence and generally redo everything there because everything is falling apart. And in the end, you yourself became dilapidated - a belly appeared, ridges on the sides, a puffy muzzle, bags under the eyes. And we need to take charge of our health. Stop drinking beer, start counting calories, lose weight for starters. Maybe start going to the gym at least twice a week.

And for all this you need money. And instead of earning money for the last ten years, you have been doing some kind of crap. For some reason you went to this job and everything you earned there was spent simply on maintaining your pants. And all the money that was earned was immediately spent on this and that...
And in order to somehow advance at work, for example, you need a tower. Let’s say there is no tower. And getting it is just fucked up - enrolling in the evening class right now. And take the Unified State Exam first. That is, to improve the school curriculum in the Russian language, mathematics, and physics. This is fucked up! It’s easier to shoot yourself!

Or then you need to get some new profession, go to study despite your age. For example, I know one person close to me who, at over forty years old, passed the Unified State Examination in biology and Russian language and entered a medical school and studied there for three years. And he graduated with honors. And there in this school, besides this man, there were also a couple or three people who were even over forty. Someone studied to be a nurse, and someone to become a paramedic.
That is, people, no matter what, left their comfort zone and somehow changed their lives in one direction or another.

Although we must admit that it still all comes down to money. That is, anyway, this or that job is a way to earn more money. And earn them so that you can realize your wishes.
And these wishes, I think, are the most important thing that you want in this life.
That is, you go to work to earn money . And you try to earn as much as possible.

And in this regard, the question is - why do you need this money? For what? Do you really need them to go to this job and spend two thirds of your life there.
And if you still go to this job and still earn this money, then where does it go? Do you use them rationally?
Or do you go to work only to pay for the most necessary expenses that would allow you to exist?

That is, you get paid at this job of yours just enough money so that you can support yourself and be able to go to this job. So this is slavery then!
Something tells me that if the employer supported you completely, he would have to spend more money on you than he pays you in the form of salary.
That is, it is more profitable for him than you pay a salary than fully support you.

By the way, this is why we once abolished that same serfdom because it was unprofitable for the landowners and the state to support completely serf peasants. And they were kind of released.
Aha! It’s as if right now they took and freed all the cops and all the soldiers and they would all be fired and they would have to go and look for work.
Like they were slaves and were dependent and they were freed.

They received a salary and sat on the neck of the state, otherwise they now need to go and earn money somewhere themselves. It’s not clear where and how.
That’s all your freedom.

Well, in general, returning to the topic, you need to think carefully about why you go to work and whether it’s worth doing it further. And if there is no point, then don’t wait until the situation forces you to quit. And for now you want and can leave your comfort zone yourself and try to do something with your life.
And take some real steps towards what you want from this life of yours.

Unread post by **nobody** » 14 Aug 2021, 14:53

And remembering past adventures is still sweet. And I will continue with your permission. Alinka left. Well, she left and left. The heaviness of the thought
about what I did wrong went away. Larisa appeared. With her, my adventures were divided almost into three parts. The first time she appeared at my house with a friend. Larisa is tall and slender. Guitar figure. The girlfriend is plump, ordinary at first. We sat and talked. A friend drags Lara home. I tell her - go alone, let Larisa stay. Absolutely no. We got out and escorted us to a taxi. He whispered for her to call and slipped a note he had scribbled in advance. And time for the New Year passed. I need to celebrate the holiday with someone. Make good use of your time. They’ll sort the kids out. I called and came. We sat very well and then lay down. At first, normal sex. No frills. I was probing. The body is pleasant and elastic. She started to caress me. Kisses, kisses everywhere.
But when it reaches the waist, it stops. I quietly push my head down, but he resists. Okay, let’s wait. She had one feature - a very narrow entrance to her pussy. Maybe it was tight at first. By the time I insert it,
it’s already falling. I think it needs to be done differently. Caressed with hands, fingers. Kissed the whole body.
I kissed the back between the shoulder blades or with my penis from above, drove it down. I get to the bush, kiss around, inside the thighs, I don’t touch the pussy. One morning we were lying down and woke up. I have a boner. He lies there stroking him. Then for some reason she stuck her head under the blanket and started giving a blowjob. And that’s good. And for two weeks I played the fool. Well, now our sex life is in full swing. I’m cunnilingus, she’s giving blowjob. I kiss her ass, she kisses me from the end of the shaft to the ring of the anus. For the New Year I invited several people, she was a friend from her work. We’re sitting, she runs around and puts something on the table. The girlfriend is very beautiful. Tatarochka. In general, Lariska, busy with her affairs and worries, did not notice how her friend under the table began to stroke my penis through my pants. He seized the moment and took him out to the kitchen. I stroked it everywhere. Excellent. Everything is in place. Let’s quickly write it down on the phone. I forgot about Prada later. They walked away and went their separate ways. The holidays are long. For guests, guests to me. Okay, I have a friend nearby. What do you want. He leaves for work and comes back to me. Comfortable. The holidays are over - why don’t you go home? And I told my parents that I was living with you. What the hell are parents?! Well, I think, let’s take a look at them. It won’t go away from me. We went to visit. An ordinary family. Not rich. Older sister with her husband, elderly parents. My sister sits at the table and shoots her eyes. I drank, I spilled like a nightingale, stories, anecdotes. We went out for a smoke. My sister’s husband said something to me. The eccentric asshole was jealous of every pillar of her. Lariska says there is a reason. Okay, let’s write it down. Well, in general, I’m tired of this one too. Really dragged me to the registry office. And when they drag me, I resist. I want to take it myself. He got angry and kicked me out. Naturally.
Summer has come. Kent and I dragged two whores to me. Which I got, sat there gloomily all evening, tired of entertaining. Time to fuck, dragged into the room. And she says - what will you give me? Whaaat? Yes, you’re crazy, I say. I haven’t even held your knee yet, and you’re talking about gifts. He took me to the kitchen and to the others. Call - telephone. Lariska’s chubby friend is calling. What are you doing, how are you? Don’t remember Lariska? Of course I remember! OK, bye. About ten minutes later Lara herself calls back. Tara bars, and I’m on edge. Will you come? Yes. I’m behind you.
Kitchen housekeepers in armfuls and fucked. I also took Larisa in one taxi. We’ve arrived. I started fucking her poor girl right in the corridor. Then we moved to bed. I chased her all night. Apparently that damn thing got me hooked. Angry. In the morning Larisa speaks. Can I come? The words are more about marriage, etc. I will not say. I changed my job. The company has a large warehouse of all kinds of goods. Commodity expert. It was easy then, the paddle lived. Every evening after work they celebrated the day. He will give in to me too. Not home. He’ll come and take a shower. She comes out naked, rubbing herself, licking herself. I’m sitting on the couch watching TV. He gets on his knees and gives a blowjob. He will raise his eyes and look at the reaction. Will definitely swallow it. When I know that there are no obligations ahead, for some reason I give myself over to this process better. I also give my all, I try to do something nice. I started alternating days.
Otherwise five are the same. Summer, weekend. Let’s go to nature. I already had a car. Six
, with a sixth engine. Beast. Dark blue.
got the numbers from thieves, with zeros. Let’s go, I say. Shall we take a girlfriend? A plump one. Her name was Luda.
Let’s take it. We gathered supplies and left. Everything is close to us.
20-30 km are good places. We found a lake. Glade.
Trees. Small beach. I parked the car across the entrance so as not to interfere. Although there was no one there. I set up a tent. We ate and drank. Let’s go swimming. I look, but Lyudmila is nothing. Such a butt, the chest is good. There’s even a waist. They went to sunbathe. I tell the girls to take off their bras. There is no one. Removed. Well, I already wanted it. He dragged Lara into the tent and undressed completely. They started to caress. The tent was not closed so that it would not be hot. I see Lyudmila lying there, so lonely. I tell Larisa, let’s call her. Come on says. I’m calling. She came up to us too. She lay down next to her. Larisa kisses and licks the dick. Luda looks. I told her through my eyes - come on. She reached out to me, Larisa to the side. She started. And she started well. Started up. He put her on her back and spread her legs so that she could reach where she needed to go. She was a plump girl. Narrow, waving, trying. Where to end? In me, you can. We lie down and rest. If this is the case, then something is going wrong here. We need to go home. I wasn’t afraid of the cops. There were many acquaintances. Yes, it was easier then. We bought more alcohol on the way. Shower at home. The girls didn’t bother getting dressed. Naked galloping, not shy. We made a soft extra bed on carpets and lay down. The TV was turned on. My girls, I see they are starting to caress each other little by little. Interesting. Then they said that they had been practicing with each other for a long time. I just got in. It started with Lariska’s older sister. She taught the younger one how to kiss and slowly began to lick each other. A friend caught me by accident. They took me to the company. My sister got married, and my friends continued to have fun sometimes. In general, we had a wonderful threesome. Lyudmila had not had full-fledged sex often before, but here you are. Sometimes she would come on the sly later in the day when Lariska was at work. This one will come, like she was walking by. He sits on the sofa, lowers his eyes, doesn’t know where to start. I’ll come up, kiss you, and remember your breasts under your T-shirt. I’ll pick her up, set her down and slowly remove everything from her. I’m starting up gradually. It’s like being at home. Once and for all. She’s starting to get turned on too. Get down on your knees, suck. I touch her lips, her cheeks. I’ll turn it around, lower it and enter from behind. I came up with this ritual. She liked this game. The girl tried. I understood that this would not last long.

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While you were writing the continuation of your adventures, you were writing your thoughts. Thank you. Everything is very accurate. Extensive life experience and education. And I want to tell you about my adventures. Remember pleasant minutes, hours, days. When the adventures are over, I’ll put my thoughts in order and write everything I think about my life and its goals.

Unread post by **Hair shirt** » 14 Aug 2021, 16:55

We are all looking forward to the continuation of the story...

Unread post by **nobody** » 15 Aug 2021, 00:37

In general, I noticed that girls whom nature did not endow with beauty, figure, etc. They get complex
because of their youth because of this. They say no one gets to know each other, no one needs him. And, as usual, a beautiful girlfriend is nearby. So, if such an opportunity to have sex arises, they give it their all. According to my imagination and my capabilities.

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With one, I remember I’m already getting ready to sleep. She is so plump, her butt sticks out from behind, and her thighs are also very full inside. She, I don’t want, I won’t, I don’t need it. As I realized later, I was embarrassed. Apparently there were often failures, I blamed myself. .
Because of her structure, not all men succeeded with her. They didn’t get it, just lead it from above. Not everyone has a 20 cm penis. Well, she and I had great oral sex. The labia are large, and on top of the clitoris, like a small finger. It was very comfortable to kiss and suck him. I was satisfied. Then she came again and removed the complex with me. Apparently not many men thought of giving her cunnilingus. And she gave me a royal blowjob for that. In general, this topic - cunnilingus - was somehow hidden or something. Most men openly said - ugh. Lick the coon!?

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Maybe because I really loved giving cunnilingus to my girlfriends, they loved me for it. Few people did it or did it poorly. Mine thanked me for this and gave me wonderful sex. They opened up, realizing that there were no barriers. I even tested my theory. If you give a girl cunnilingus, that’s it, she’s yours. Fully. How would we communicate with her through her pussy.

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I wrote that from my youth I was dreamy. Even shy. But nature took its toll. Desires and fantasies arose. I read a lot. All sorts of novels. Sex literature appeared in publishing itself. He began to jerk off. Often. The first opportunities appeared, and I began to implement them. Improving over the years. Not on purpose, no. But in the subcortex I understood something and thought it out. Left alone early, he took advantage of the opportunities of a free profession and his apartment. Life forced me to be tougher in business and with people. But while I was with them, I didn’t offend my little ones. But he didn’t let me sit on his neck. Mozgokluek, fucker - right overboard. He loved to give gifts. But without coercion or reminders. I felt when something pleasant was needed. And if it was useful, then even better. I remember Lariska walking, scarves were in fashion then, Indian mohair chtoli. They screwed it around my head. Somehow I don’t feel very good. We walk around the market with her. Take the money with you. A whole range of mink hats. They chose it and I immediately bought it. A friend brought a beautiful fur coat. Small for the wife. Mine tried it on, just right. I know, not very good with clothes. I bought it without hesitation. When we broke up, take everything. ??? It’s yours! It’s a gift. Alinka and I walk around the market. This is what this place was like back then. If you want to find someone in the city for the weekend, go to the market, everyone is there. I see him approaching the traders, taking something and touching it. Then I’ll leave her with someone. And according to the rows that I remember, I’ll buy it. Lipstick, stockings, etc. Then at home, look in the bag to see what’s in there. Joy!!!

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 15 Aug 2021, 06:50

Hammer, decent treatment of women. They, feeling this, tried to ring you. Continue describing your memories. Are there years of family life and outside relationships ahead?))

Unread post by **nobody** » 15 Aug 2021, 08:53

We haven’t gotten to family life yet. The adventures did not end with Larisa.

Unread post by **nobody** » 15 Aug 2021, 09:33

I’m trying to steal something from Lorik. What can I make money from in your warehouse? She, there are a lot of manufactured goods,
but through the boss. What was the business like then? I’ll buy goods on the outskirts or in the nearest village that are not needed there. And in the city center you can find boutiques and stalls. The cigarettes went well. In the villages of Primu,
Belomor, and Astra were tarred. They sit with the filter for months. I’ll buy everything, a full car and go to the center. If you don’t break it, you get money right away. The perfume was good. The Soviets distributed the leftovers at the bases, so the village store got a luxurious product. French perfumes, electrical appliances. The equipment is imported. Money out of thin air. I say - what kind of boss? About 35-40 years old. Divorcee. It’s not stupid to drink. Because after working with the team (well, of course not with the loaders), they applied it to the chest. But in moderation. I say, give me a hint about me. Like, there’s a friend with an apartment. You can have a cultural sit-down afterwards, etc. He calls one evening - we’re going. We arrived, a little on edge. I invited you to the table, which is rich. But everything is fine. We’re sitting well and relaxing. As always, I’m fascinated by all sorts of stories. Fun. Lady, nothing like that. Everything is with her. No, no, he’s already looking at me carefully. Music from the hall. Took me to dance. During the dance I pressed him and crushed my butt. He began to lift up his dress to get into his panties. And there !!! Volcano. Ready. There is a wide sofa in the living room. Spread her sweetheart. I whisper sweets, I take off everything from
her. Yes, she helps herself. Well, I think
there’s no time for games here. Everything is ready. Came in well. Narrow. We rocked. She whispers, but how is Lariska? I say, friend, with understanding. The girl is skillful, with age, apparently, she only becomes more skillful and hungrier. All sides were examined more than once. It’s not convenient in front of Lorik. What should I do? Looks like a boss. They should work together. And here is such compromising evidence. I whisper, madam, won’t you offend my friend? No no . Everything is fine. I say I’ll go away, I won’t give the girl much time. Let’s . Otherwise I’ve had enough. Going to sleep. I went to another room. I compared the girls. Both are different and varied. Everyone showers in the morning. Lara always takes a long time. We let her in last. And Tatyana himself (it turns out that was his name, he asked in the morning) fucked him on the road one more time. I took him to work. Taras, bars, what you do, what you live. Explained lightly. Take what you want. I started using it. But I didn’t come home anymore, because it didn’t grow together. I got into the habit of coming over for lunch. There are no more people. I worked in the office. Well, this is already purely for her. Chill out.
Then the owner changed and dispersed everyone. I got my whores.

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 15 Aug 2021, 12:28

It’s good when you manage to combine the useful with the pleasant.

Unread post by **nobody** » 17 Aug 2021, 23:13

I’ll continue in a little while. Work, family. The mood is needed for these stories. On the weekend - continuation of memories.

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 17 Aug 2021, 23:23

That’s good. It’s better not to start any business without the right attitude.

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 21 Aug 2021, 23:00

nikas,
Something you They completely forgot about us. And the forum "overgrows" with empty, if not stupid, topics. I am writing to update this.

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 23 Aug 2021, 11:12

Let me refresh the topic a little....
I cannot explain my sex life in such detail and consistently as previous speakers did due to the fact that all this was a relatively long time ago and I can no longer remember in detail.
But I’ll tell you a few remarkable cases...
Story 1. I once had a wife. And there was a comrade. And one day I found a letter from my wife, from which it followed that my wife was friends with this comrade. As a result, I divorced my wife (not because of this, the matter was heading towards divorce anyway), but remained on good terms with my friend (at some age you begin to understand that it is more difficult to find a friend than a woman....) . This is only half the story. And the second half is that the friend had a daughter, who was still small at that time. Years passed, and fate brought her and I together to work in a small company. She was already 17. Well, I took a closer look at her and invited her to visit. She agreed immediately, which made me think that not only I, but also she was looking closely. She arrived, and away we go... We met for a long time and regularly, went on vacation together, etc., but it wasn’t exactly a relationship (I’m older than her father), but a friendship with sex. At the same time, sometimes the thought came to me that I had “taken revenge” on my comrade - he fucked my wife, and I fucked his daughter...

Unread post by **niqk** » 23 Aug 2021, 11:51

And did you feel satisfied?

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 23 Aug 2021, 12:05

Gerasim: ↑23 Aug 2021, 11:12 I’ll refresh the topic a little....
I cannot explain my sex life in such detail and consistently as previous speakers did, due to the fact that all this was a relatively long time ago and I can no longer remember in detail.
But I’ll tell you a few remarkable cases...
Story 1. I once had a wife. And there was a comrade. And one day I found a letter from my wife, from which it followed that my wife was friends with this comrade. As a result, I divorced my wife (not because of this, the matter was heading towards divorce anyway), but remained on good terms with my friend (at some age you begin to understand that it is more difficult to find a friend than a woman....) . This is only half the story. And the second half is that the friend had a daughter, who was still small at that time. Years passed, and fate brought her and I together to work in a small company. She was already 17. Well, I took a closer look at her and invited her to visit. She agreed immediately, which made me think that not only I, but also she was looking closely. She arrived, and away we go... We met for a long time and regularly, went on vacation together, etc., but it wasn’t exactly a relationship (I’m older than her father), but a friendship with sex. At the same time, sometimes the thought came to me that I “took revenge” on my comrade - he fucked my wife, and I fucked his daughter...

Normal This is your friendship. You fuck, or have fucked, people close to each other and your conscience doesn’t gnaw at you. But thanks for refreshing the topic.

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 23 Aug 2021, 12:09

niqk: ↑23 Aug 2021, 11:51 And felt satisfaction?

No, I didn’t set out to take revenge. But it gave some additional excitement....

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Evgenii-SPb: ↑23 Aug 2021, 12:05 You fuck, or fucked, people close to each other

Well, my conscience is clear: I It wasn’t his wife who was putting him on the spot, but his daughter, who was already an adult.
He, by the way, knew that we communicated with her outside of work))

Unread post by **niqk** » 23 Aug 2021, 12:44

A trifle - but nice...

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 23 Aug 2021, 13:04

niqk: ↑23 Aug 2021, 12:44 Пустячок - а приятно...

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 23 Aug 2021, 13:46

Well, to your health!

Unread post by **Guest_15** » 23 Aug 2021, 16:34

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Unread post by **Gerasim** » 24 Aug 2021, 03:34

Ivan62: ↑23 Aug 2021, 16:34 And I still couldn’t forgive my friend.

You know, perhaps you’re right. This could also be an option. But I think so after the fact, and then I acted as I did...
Although I had situations when I was on the other side of the barricades. I’ll tell you later.

Unread post by **niqk** » 24 Aug 2021, 10:04

Yes, the situation is very difficult... And everyone’s approach to it is very different. One is even happy that his wife is fucking a trusted person, and not some migrant workers. And the other one cannot forgive... Although his fault, perhaps considerable, is in all this...

Unread post by **Loco** » 24 Aug 2021, 21:25

alena, but you can’t fuck without being in a relationship and marriage? Is it all women who love to cheat?

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 26 Aug 2021, 09:39

For some reason the author of this topic is silent.

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 26 Aug 2021, 11:29

Evgenii-SPb: ↑26 Aug 2021, 09:39 For some reason the author of this topic is silent.

Busy. Developing material)))

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 28 Aug 2021, 12:53

I’ll raise the topic

Unread post by **Mother Heroine** » 03 Sep 2021, 22:38

Gerasim, tell me how you fucked your friend’s daughter

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 04 Sep 2021, 04:46

Mother Heroine: ↑03 Sep 2021, 22:38 Gerasim, tell me how you fucked your friend’s daughter

Why tell us?
We’ve been in this situation for a long time There were semi-friendly, semi-intimate relationships.
Then she got married, gave birth to children, then divorced, again for some time she was my mistress.

But there was another story, No. 2 :
I had a friend, and he had a wife. And her eyes really sparkled))).
Well, one fine day, when we were accidentally left alone, she made a proposal , which I couldn’t refuse (namely, she unbuttoned my jeans...)
And literally a couple of days later, their daughter came to see me in Moscow to see the capital. Well, on the very first day I went into the bathroom while she was taking a shower and brought her a towel.
She didn’t even try to cover herself. I calmly went out (that’s my character, it’s just flint!), and in the evening I simply told her to go to bed with me. She didn’t have any questions)))).
Well, then, either my mother or my daughter periodically came to Moscow on business and stayed with me.
I’m hospitable!

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 08 Sep 2021, 12:17

Where is our author? I’m updating the topic.

Unread post by **Bro** » 08 Sep 2021, 12:22

Evgenii-SPb, so a new author appeared on the forum, about lube from the Ass and a 28 cm dick, scribbling details like from a machine gun

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 08 Sep 2021, 12:25

Brother,
I’m talking about the author of this I remembered the topics. I would like to hear the continuation of his memories.

Unread post by **Bro** » 08 Sep 2021, 12:42

Yes, I get it, it’s kind of a joke

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 08 Sep 2021, 13:39

Brother: ↑08 Sep 2021, 12:42 Yes, I understood, it’s like a joke

Yes, I also understood that you also understood and are kind of joking)))

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 13 Sep 2021, 08:32

It’s been almost a month since our talented author and interesting storyteller has visited the forum.

Unread post by **Gerasim** » 17 Sep 2021, 14:11

Continues to accumulate and systematize material...

Unread post by **A charmer** » 17 Sep 2021, 14:44

From 15 to 21 years old, I had such a large number of partners, many of them were one time, with some several times) The age of the partners was also different, from 16 to 43)))
In those days I didn’t I was looking for a permanent relationship, but just wanted to have fun and get laid. I had experience and zhmzh, zhmzhm, mzhm, I was the lover of my boss, who was 42 years old! In general, my youth was stormy!

17 Sep 2021, 21:15

I never considered my partners

In my youth I proudly answered the following questions:"Girls are not sheep, to count them"
And then I switched from quantity to quality. Stopped being selfish in sex

We must try to remember everyone! Arithmetic lesson for the evening.
I will say one thing: I remember all of them, all the girls with love.
I love you all

Unread post by **niqk** » 18 Sep 2021, 07:02

O4arovatell: ↑17 Sep 2021, 14:44 From 15 to 21 years old, I had such a large number of partners, many of them were once, with some several times) The age of the partners was also different, from 16 to 43)))
In those times I was not looking for a permanent relationship, but just wanted to have fun and get laid. I had experience and zhmzh, zhmzhm, mzhm, I was the lover of my boss, who was 42 years old! In general, my youth was stormy!

And then? Is it over? And what, interesting?

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gynecologist_homegrown: ↑17 Sep 2021, 21:15 I never considered my partners
In my youth I proudly answered the following questions:"Girls not sheep to count"
And then I switched from quantity to quality. Stopped being selfish in sex We must try to remember everyone! Arithmetic lesson for the evening.
I will say one thing: I remember all of them, all the girls with love.
I love you all

By the way, quantity will never replace quality. For quantity, you can limit yourself to prostitutes, as long as you have enough money. But quality is a very valuable thing!

Unread post by **Vitalism** » 18 Sep 2021, 13:09

niqk: ↑18 Sep 2021, 07:05 But quality is a very valuable thing!

I agree with the author 100%!!! Only quality sex partners. Only charming ladies for love!

Unread post by **ivory** » 18 Sep 2021, 13:25

alena: ↑13 Aug 2021, 00:28 I counted I had 19 partners, sometimes 4 in parallel. calling me a whore right now would be trivial, I’ve heard about it too often, it doesn’t bother me anymore

I counted over 130 partners between the ages of 13 and 42

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я I counted that I had 19 partners, sometimes 4 in parallel. calling me a whore right now would be trivial, I’ve heard about it too often, it doesn’t bother me anymore

I counted over 130 partners between the ages of 13 and 42

Vasyanitsa: ↑14 Aug 2021, 14:20
nikas: ↑14 Aug 2021, 13:00 This is what is called sorted out.
Right, right, a thousand times right. Yes, I got married a second time
when there was no one to choose from. My girlfriends didn’t wait for me. They got married. Although some continued to be friends with me from time to time.
No...
I think I just need to figure myself out...
There is such a concept - a comfort zone.
For example, this is a person working at some job. He doesn’t have a career, there are no prospects for promotion, the salary is so-so. But he knows his specialty well, no complaints. In reality, the only friends and acquaintances are those who are at work, and there is no one there. Those that existed somehow disappeared by themselves. All holidays or celebrations are usually associated with those with whom you work or with relatives.

That is, a person has landed somewhere in some place and feels good. There are no prospects, but work gives me a minimum. And time goes by and nothing changes. Your health still allows you to work where you work. This is the comfort zone. And everything was fine until force majeure happened. As long as my health allows, until my ass gets sick, until I need something more related to children. And then it becomes clear that you have been doing some kind of crap for the last ten years.

And during this time everything has fallen into disrepair. The apartment is dilapidated - it needs major repairs, the car is dilapidated - you no longer need to repair it, but sell and buy a new one, the dacha is dilapidated - you need to replace the house and the fence and generally redo everything there because everything is falling apart. And in the end, you yourself became dilapidated - a belly appeared, ridges on the sides, a puffy muzzle, bags under the eyes. And we need to take charge of our health. Stop drinking beer, start counting calories, lose weight for starters. Maybe start going to the gym at least twice a week.

And for all this you need money. And instead of earning money for the last ten years, you have been doing some kind of crap. For some reason you went to this job and everything you earned there was spent simply on maintaining your pants. And all the money that was earned was immediately spent on this and that...
And in order to somehow advance at work, for example, you need a tower. Let’s say there is no tower. And getting it is just fucked up - enrolling in the evening class right now. And take the Unified State Exam first. That is, to improve the school curriculum in the Russian language, mathematics, and physics. This is fucked up! It’s easier to shoot yourself!

Or then you need to get some new profession, go to study despite your age. For example, I know one person close to me who, at over forty years old, passed the Unified State Examination in biology and Russian language and entered a medical school and studied there for three years. And he graduated with honors. And there in this school, besides this man, there were also a couple or three people who were even over forty. Someone studied to be a nurse, and someone to become a paramedic.
That is, people, no matter what, left their comfort zone and somehow changed their lives in one direction or another.

Although we must admit that it still all comes down to money. That is, anyway, this or that job is a way to earn more money. And earn them so that you can realize your wishes.
And these wishes, I think, are the most important thing that you want in this life.
That is, you go to work to earn money . And you try to earn as much as possible.

And in this regard, the question is - why do you need this money? For what? Do you really need them to go to this job and spend two thirds of your life there.
And if you still go to this job and still earn this money, then where does it go? Do you use them rationally?
Or do you go to work only to pay for the most necessary expenses that would allow you to exist?

That is, you get paid at this job of yours just enough money so that you can support yourself and be able to go to this job. So this is slavery then!
Something tells me that if the employer supported you completely, he would have to spend more money on you than he pays you in the form of salary.
That is, it is more profitable for him than you pay a salary than fully support you.

By the way, this is why we once abolished that same serfdom because it was unprofitable for the landowners and the state to support completely serf peasants. And they were kind of released.
Aha! It’s as if right now they took and freed all the cops and all the soldiers and they would all be fired and they would have to go and look for work.
Like they were slaves and were dependent and they were freed.

They received a salary and sat on the neck of the state, otherwise they now need to go and earn money somewhere themselves. It’s not clear where and how.
That’s all your freedom.

Well, in general, returning to the topic, you need to think carefully about why you go to work and whether it’s worth doing it further.
And if there is no point, then don’t wait until the situation forces you to quit. And for now you want and can leave your comfort zone yourself and try to do something with your life.
And take some real steps towards what you want from this life.

you explain it sensibly! Continue!…. I’d like to take a quick look at you.

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Brother: ↑08 Sep 2021, 12:22 Evgenii-SPb, so new the author appeared on the forum, about lube from the Ass and a 28 cm dick, scribbling details like from a machine gun

aha ha

Unread post by **niqk** » 19 Sep 2021, 08:00

ivory: ↑18 Sep 2021, 14:53 I counted that I had over 130 partners in the period 13-42 years

Did you count all of them or just long-term girlfriends?

Unread post by **ivory** » 19 Sep 2021, 14:05

All of them, and that’s not exactly, those I could remember, this is not a reason to brag, I was just a little stunned by the number. Of them, about 25 really fucked well, out of 25 maybe 10 sucked well, 5-7 in the ass, the rest so-so

Unread post by **Evgeniy-Spb** » 06 Oct 2021, 13:32

Damn, why has the author of this topic not appeared for so long? Has something really happened to him?

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