I just like looking at naked people and talking dirty

 

The warm squishy feeling I get from friends

 

I was hoping to meet someone to chat with and maybe more.

 

By all means, be happy and show them off

 

Looking at all the happy horny naked people

 

I'm here because I'm here because I'm here because I'm here. You're there because you're there because you're not here.

 

No matter where I go...
There I am!

 

You'll never make me talk. Are those boobies

 

I Confess: I'm here as penance because I ruined three lives, but I didn't care until I found out that one of them was mine.

One of the other perfect pop singles of the 80s

 

I'm here firstly to post my sex stories... was posting them on another site but traffic there was very low... was hoping coming here would get more feedback, cos - well, who doesn't like feedback...

Then decided to become involved in the forums as well... which I'm enjoying...

And... secretly hoping someone will like my writing, and start a conversation with me, that could turn into an enjoyable online fantasy fuck buddy...

 

Here to chat with woman and get to know new friends

 

Came here to look for specific content but the stories and threads are great, this is an awesome forum.

 

I am here because this is a place to express myself and my situation allows me to.

 

I have social anxiety, and am super horny 24/7, I've only had three girlfriends in the past 15 years and they all cheated and left, I want to persue my dream of having an active sex life and also makeing friends with men and women who share my infatuation with sex. Maybe make a few pornos if the chance arises

 

Meeting like minded people and online flings. Simple as that.

 

Been here for years now, enjoy the stories and occasionally chat with interesting people

 

Really it started long ago, in the days of petticoat junction. I could never turn the dial the right way, and always missed the girls throwing their knickers out of the water tube. After 3 hours and 42 minutes, I knew there was only one solution, so I hit the road in search of hooterville, and the three sisters. Those who have ever ventured out in search of hooterville, know this is not a short, pack a lunch school field trip. The first twenty some years are just a blur, white line fever and corn fields. But it was in the twenty third year, 49 days in, I was considering giving up the quest, that is when I met her, completely strange, dressed funny. She was looking for her lost dog, toto, by hanging hand written missing posters on every sixth fence post. I watch as she got closer to me. Then she threw everything outa place, she skipped the sixth, then seventh, and hung her poster on the eighth post. She put the staple gun down, looked me striaght in the eye. What she said next I will never forget. She said, I took a trip around the world, just to ease my troubled mind. I left my body stranded in the sands of time. I don't mind what happens now and then, as long as you'll be my friend in the end.
I had no choice in the matter, I agreed without a second thought. So it went, the next decade was spent in search of the ever elusive toto. Hooterville became a distant memory, ol Betty Jo, just hold on a little longer.
We never did find toto, heard he jumped a freight train in search of fame out in hollywood. As the millennium approached, I knew it was time for a change. A new quest had been building in my mind. I confuse it became all comsuming. It was the Jetsons, alright, it was Jane his wife. Every time I got near, and I knew I was, I could hear that funny sound their vehical thing made, so knew I was close. But every time, seven to be exact, same damn thing, warning warning warning,

 

Really it started long ago, in the days of petticoat junction. I could never turn the dial the right way, and always missed the girls throwing their knickers out of the water tube. After 3 hours and 42 minutes, I knew there was only one solution, so I hit the road in search of hooterville, and the three sisters. Those who have ever ventured out in search of hooterville, know this is not a short, pack a lunch school field trip. The first twenty some years are just a blur, white line fever and corn fields. But it was in the twenty third year, 49 days in, I was considering giving up the quest, that is when I met her, completely strange, dressed funny. She was looking for her lost dog, toto, by hanging hand written missing posters on every sixth fence post. I watch as she got closer to me. Then she threw everything outa place, she skipped the sixth, then seventh, and hung her poster on the eighth post. She put the staple gun down, looked me striaght in the eye. What she said next I will never forget. She said, I took a trip around the world, just to ease my troubled mind. I left my body stranded in the sands of time. I don't mind what happens now and then, as long as you'll be my friend in the end.
I had no choice in the matter, I agreed without a second thought. So it went, the next decade was spent in search of the ever elusive toto. Hooterville became a distant memory, ol Betty Jo, just hold on a little longer.
We never did find toto, heard he jumped a freight train in search of fame out in hollywood. As the millennium approached, I knew it was time for a change. A new quest had been building in my mind. I confuse it became all comsuming. It was the Jetsons, alright, it was Jane his wife. Every time I got near, and I knew I was, I could hear that funny sound their vehical thing made, so knew I was close. But every time, seven to be exact, same damn thing, warning warning warning,
that damn Doctor Smith and his robot, would come out of nowhere, and the trail would go cold.
Now I had lost all sense of time, which generally means I have to much time on my hands, I am Kilroy, do mo! Any way when I have to much time, xnxx is the ideal place to lose myself from the over bareing reality that life becomes.
It was right after one of these pauses in reality, that I got the news. Jane had left George, swore off men, went to hooterville, finding toto drunk in a riadside bar, along the way, took a naked Betty Jo from the water tube, got married and the three of them lived happily ever after.
Me, I made it as far as that roadside bar, married the barkeep, ended up buying the place, but still escape reality at xnxx when I can.