FabSwingers.com forum: Part 3: 50 shades of shit.

By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

You had to smell the dark to laugh at the light.

A balance must be maintained at all physical cost.

One asked a question recently here " why do men find fucks on fab when they could go to a club and pull"

This is my response...

For all the fucks of the world this isn't a bad place, we're here as we differ, we're here as we wish to fuck perfectly without a love connection, so why would I pull a innocent in a club and corrupt her for my own means? A path is formed from within, so many men love to conform and corrupt their other half, a pleasure taken from cadging the monarch butterfly.

This place is different so he believed, extremes can be danced with and willing subjects found.

Fruit and veg, natural flesh...

Bored one evening he decided something a new. The Ann Summers plastic broke very easily so he wondered what can I put my dick in for a different sensation?

Stick a carrot up my arse? Ease it open for a cucumber? Or what could I feel and fuck?

To carve a vagina into a pumpkin or to create a wanking sleeve from a aurbangine. And he has the pics to prove it...

Recipe.

Take a aurbagine and slice a section 1 inch thick.

Get a sharp knife and carve a curved diamond into its heart.

With a little lube or olive oil pour it around its center

Have fun...

P.s when you're finished the veg flesh will take on the appearance of a prolapsed anus...

So he met his handler a woman of plenty experience.

A woman who with her age could easily been his mother without being labelled a modern day chav.

Was he attracted to her, that didn't even come into question. Could he arise to the occasion of course he wood.

A year on the persona had formed, do any of us really be ourselves on a first meet? When we know we should try to embodied exactly what they desire.

Its the smell, opened wet legs, no foreplay required as him just being their was her fuel.

No chance of miss entry this landing strip could take any army.

So why does he do it? A smile to all those who dictate "don't want blokes who go with anything, I have standards" when they really do not.

When a standard of man is physically perfection but mentally a rapist who's only drive is a fuck roll over and fuck off...

Does he wish to fuck and fuckoff? Of course not, a connection is needed but always remembering no love.

Are we capable as a species of accomplishing what he wished to feed upon.

I can be the perfect lover in a world without that love.