| Thursday, August 12, 2010, 8:31:16 AM |
"Be honest, Alpina. what did you like better: the ordinary swingers club you went to with Aldo, with all the maybe middle-aged and ugly people, but horny and wildly copulating, or this posh club with its floor-shows and erotic atmosphere. Because I have my suspicions, as I remember your deep down sexual fantasy you mentioned in your blog," wrote one of my regular readers in his PM. Of course, best is to be with Phillip - this is the first answer. And the second is: I am sure Phillip would not go to the first club, because he is different: he never loses himself totally to something, he always wants to keep control. That's what the guys do in the swingers club, too, but there they are just overwhelmed by the number of women they can fuck - it makes them greedy. Phillip would never get greedy: he can have enough women without going to a special place. He is not one for sexual fast-food. Now for me, I must admit, it is different. I think women in general do not collect men, we are always after the deepest emotion or the best feeling. I want to be so overwhelmed that I lose myself totally - that it makes me float and then sink into it, that my feelings drown all my thoughts: that I can feel, feel and feel and noting else. This happens to me with Phillip. It happened to me with Maria, for those who remember. But it also happened to me in the swingers club. I don't know if there is a chance that the posh club can ever do this to me. |
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