MyUniBroDavis wrote:Pablo Novi wrote:Quotatious wrote:I love your sense of humor. Please never change, dude.

MyUniBroDavis,
Please believe me when I say that I SYMPATHIZE with your plight.
During the periods in my life when I was single - it was just barbaric how miserable I was - and I couldn't even make eye contact with women - I was just too shy.
Now, with this precious "thing" "forever" in my life, I'm comfortable talking with any woman of any age at any time - I feel no shyness and no (sexual) pressure to "score" - all of them can be: friends, aunts, nieces, whathaveyou. It's such a delight.
Another thing, whereas before, as a single guy, virtually every woman struck me as irresistibly beautiful. Now, I wonder at how I could have felt so strongly like that. True, lots of them are quite attractive; but I find that now as a nice part of nature; not as something that complete dominates my thinking and leaves me desperately needy.
Let me add my "vote" to the sentiment, "I love your sense of humor. Please never change, dude.

lol i dont actually care about not dojngnit yet cuz tbh
im more about the "emotional connection" and cheesy crap like that. i feel bad saying his nut half the time the chase is the fun part lol. also i go to a pretty small school and everyone knows each other so tbh id feel awkward "doing it" unless i dated the person for awhile (idk its a bit different being raised in a international school in a third world country)
also
if i did it 7 times in a day i think it would literally melt off. like it would literally just shrivel up into a raisan and fall off.
GOAT-Level Sex Yet Emotionally Even BetterHey MyUniBroDavis,
Certainly one could get the impression that I'm personally MOSTLY into the physical, sexual aspect of the relationship I have with my baby. But, actually, that couldn't be further from the truth - hard to believe at first look as that may seem.
This woman and I LOVE each other more now than we did at our very beginning 30.5 years ago (and we started off "blindingly" crazy for each other). Please permit me to attempt to convince you (and anybody and everybody else who's interested) ...
1) We Are Physically InseparableLet's forget about the sex for the moment (well, forgetting about it is pretty much impossible - but let's TRY to put it on the back burner for the moment).
I'm semi-retired and do most of my work (psychological counseling, coaching, translating, etc) over the net. This gives us the opportunity to be together LOTS. In addition to sleeping pressed-up-against-each-other in a tiny bed each night; when one of us goes out of the house (the other is ALWAYS alongside). We walk hand-in-hand; stop frequently (usually underneath a tree full of flowers) to kiss. We'll interrupt things for a hug. If we hear music; we ALWAYS stop to dance. We shop together, go to offices together and love crowded elevators because then no one can complain when we're sandwiched tight together.
2) As Professional DancersShe is a professional dancer. I've noted that I make lists of "everything". So one day I started asking her to name the STYLES of dance that she had mastered. I listed over SIXTY STYLES!
As her partner (and we aren't comfortable dancing with any other partners), I FAKE being good at 60 styles lol.
We dance EVERY WEEKEND.
For the period, 2005-2012, we lived in a small town (5,000 people) in the northern State of Mexico, Sonora, and every weekend of the year we hitchhiked to one of the surrounding towns to dance at their "Fiesta Patronal" (Patron Saint's annual Festival). We'd dance a minimum of 3 nights, 6 hours each; plus dance at any other time we ran across music - out IN the street, in front of people's houses, in their yards, in their houses, at schools, etc.
Each year, as a minimum, we did 50 Fiestas, X 3 nights = 150 dances a year X 7 years = over 1,000 dances!
People in the small towns tend to be a bit shy at the beginning of a dance; so we'd make it a point to always be there BEFORE the dance actually was supposed to start; and as the technicians started to set up the speakers and test the music balance - we'd start dancing. This would really get the crew fired up - and everybody would get on "the horn" to let everybody (not just in THAT town, but in the entire region) that the dance was ON!
These 1,000 dances, each and all of them, would turn into near sexual-frenzies. My baby "dresses to kill". It is the ONLY thing that I "decide" - that she never cover those knock-out legs or that incredible "rack" - so she dresses "barely legal" - and that's when she's standing still.
Pretty much right before we go out to go to the dance, she'll say to me, "Pablo, how can I go out dressed like this?" And I always respond, "Babe, if it's not illegal, then it's legal." If you think of her ultra-micro-mini-skirts as little more than belts - then you're in the ball park. (Of course, anytime you look at a TV, you'll see ballerinas, skaters, gymnasts dressed as scantily - so it's not like she's being scandalous. It is simply part of being a female people's artist.)
Once on the dance floor, the ultra-micro-mini skirt begins to move and HYPNOTIZE. It's mind-boggling what it does. We all know that men can't resist a beautiful woman, particularly one who dresses like that and moves 100% sensually; but it's the WOMEN who really blow me away.
They'll catch a glimpse of her, see the mini-skirt do its thing - and as their faces start to change color (out of a combination of embarrassment and excitation), this beatific smile spreads across their faces and their eyes just lock on to the mini-skirt "begging" for more.
Of course, for the guys, they just love this reaction in the women. Patty does "all the work for them"; and the women are just dying for some guy to come up and ask them to dance.
At every dance, it becomes this utterly romantic scene - from all directions, riverlets of dancers pouring in to the center of the plaza (or dance hall) and then dancing pressed up against each other like their lives depended on it; each partner fully feeling what makes the other person so attractive.
For ourselves, because we are ALWAYS physically "on top of each other"; when we dance, we dance the opposite - hand in hand, but almost always slightly apart - so that everyone can see her in her full glory.
3) Identical Tastes In Just About EverythingShe was born in Mexico City; I, just outside NYC in New Jersey (so we have the "big city" in common; but not much else). I started listening to, and loving, Rock-n-roll from the very beginning of Rock-n-roll in 1955 (my dad bought each of his kids their first radio). When we first met, what a surprise that she had been listening to and likeing rock also.
It turned out we liked the same styles of music, even the same bands (about the only exception was she, as do many Mexicans, loved Creedence Clearwater Revival; and while, I liked them, I got easily bored by them because it seemed to me that everytime they learned a new note, they put out another song; and everytime they learned a new cord, they put out a new album).
We felt/feel the same way about gods and religions (both being long-time atheists - though almost all of our friends are believers of one kind or another.)
We were completely united about how to raise our kids. And we home-schooled them for their first few years - with great success ... very independent-thinking adults they've turned into.
We feel virtually identically about politics. Sting: "The politicians all seem like game-show hosts to me!"
And, most important of all, we NEED a partner who is "encimoso" (on top of each other).
4) We WORK TogetherIn addition to being great at sex and dancing together, we also teach ESL together (using a super-efficient system I invented). We also are members of a Mariachi band (most of the members are older guys, life-long musicians; but when we travel far to some of the small towns, most or all of them can't handle that much travel and on-the-road hardships - so it's just the two of us). In every town, I do psychological-counseling - and she's always there for that - it builds tremendous confidence in people to know that we have made a relationship work this well.
5) We Ran TogetherFor the first decade, we ran together each day. She got pregnant about a half-hour after we first met (hmmm, lol); and we had one super-"interesting" race together some months after that. We did a half-marathon, and when she finished she was bloody "down there". My family was up in arms - "see, didn't we tell you a pregnant woman shouldn't be running, much less heavy mileage!" But, it turned out that her new shorts had just started chafing her inner thighs too much on that run. Phew!
Heck, she actually LOST weight during her first pregnancy - because she went from being out-of-shape into being a very good shape.
6) We TALKWe talk and talk and talk. About anything and everything. We ARE BEST FRIENDS - and never seem to get tired of sharing thoughts, impressions, convictions, questions, etc.
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So, 100% contrary to the impression I may well have given that our relationship is pure sex - it is far, far, far from that. The sex is merely the icing on the cake - of course that icing just glazes the eyes!
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ABOUT DOING "IT" SO MUCH YOUR THING WIlTS OFF:
Imagine, if you will, this sexual "war". Our first night together, it was so hot and heavy that it was more like we slept in between going at it; than we went at it occasionally while mostly sleeping. And, what with my ultra-marathon conditioning; we just never let up. Seemingly, even that part of a man's anatomy, when TRAINED enough, can keep on keeping up!
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Jolly gee, this post has just taken me an hour+ to write!
Do I get "Bonus Points" for giving so much to RealGM?