1. Mindfuckers and the fucked: choose your side


    Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Alpha_Male_NY, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    Rachel had a boyfriend back in her native land who'd call her everyday, but since women in foreign lands get lonelier or feel free to do as they really wished all along without prying eyes, she started seeing me. She'd feel guilty over it, but I'd reassure her that there were all types of love, hers for him was rather the platonic kind, as the one she had for me was carnal. "At one point, you may have been passionately involved with that cock-sucker, but you're no longer his, you're mine now" he told her. She liked hearing him speak that way to her, made a face like she wasn't pleased hearing it and getting smacked on the spot only to turn the other cheek, lay down on the floor and spread herself open. They had met under strange circumstances. He had placed an add on an adult website, she had answered him and almost instantly decided to run to his encounter. He did not disappoint. As soon as the door to Rachel's apartment was open, he stormed in and made it his place. She did the dishes, the cleaning, the bed, all the while he'd watch from a distance, approach her at times and just ravish her. Or let her be. Now she worried about the man she had left behind, a good man, who had given her everything, not a good-for-nothing man who took from her as much as he could and gave little back, if anything. Except she only succeeded in making herself miserable, because she continued to be by my side; she could have it my way or go and be this other man. She chose to be a little sweet ...
    pussy girl who'd listen to my every command and orders her around in front of people. She'd make me enough money online, no need to physically prostitute her, just enjoy her company and mount a show for our subscribers throughout the day. They'd pay all-access subscriptions upwards of $90 a month and we had been certified Platinum (more than a thousand subscribers). Life was good. Almost as much as I'm into women, I'm into fitness. The way I see it, these hobbies of mine complement each other finely. Yeah, I run, hit the gym, do one thing or the other everyday except Sundays. I wonder if there's something that we want more than women in our lives that we get to know so little of, if we love sports, we pick teams, alliances and rivalries, poke fun, it's all part of the same ritual, the pecking order. Women find our obsession over sports and politics almost as confusing as we find them, except we never give things a second look and a woman looking at a thing always sees it for the first time ever. Whatever you've done so far for her doesn't amount to much if you drop the ball today. You shouldn't go about pleasing her in every way, but don't neglect her either. I was right to think that one fundamental pillar to success with women and life, in general, is how fit you're. It's imperative that you work out, otherwise you're always going to be only half full. How great it feels to exercise, hit the showers and then go out for a walk. You feel crystal; whoever has exercised, knows ...
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