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Fuckin’

Now someone tried to throw ol’ Mondo under the cockblock bus.  That ain’t happenin’-she tol’ that lil sweetie that Mondo is a player without scruples.  She no doubt said other things to scare her away and turn her out prudish so she could later latch on to another skank(like the ones the poor little creature gets attracted to). Now it’s kinda sad because Mondo really likes this one.  Mondo has to stand back now.  Grrrrrrrrrrr.  This coulda been the real deal.  Now it’s relegated to standoffish. Mondo has to play too fair on this.  His sentimentalities rock and roll in sorrow because that could have been the GREAT oneness.  Now he’ll have to manifest a composite of her, a better Tulpaess.  Young and beautiful.

lust
 

red, ruddy,
pounding
by itself to get purple
engorging with the itch
little stiff hairs raised,
cold sweat visuals,
mind distended; a turgid
profusion of ideas about how
to touch and caress and coo the words
we really mean
which you will love;
better
than the words
you think you want to hear
emotions expressed with hands,
flushed in the chest
ready for the snuggle that grows
and grows
for years and years and years
of nights
of sad mornings about to leave
for destinations with no value compared to these
journeys in unison, through derision, indecision,
off strokes of laughter and pain
all the kissing and admiring caresses that
lead to mutual and stolen entries
physical and written...

Now about the older one…she’s got the same problem with a big scar straight down her back from spinal straightening.

. This woman is forty eight years old…too old for Mondo…but still pretty hot…she talks herself outta the deal.  She’d love to have the dirtiest old man in town aka coolest motherfucker in town over a few nights a week to squirt and stroke.  She fucked up and caught her own entropic curse in the kisser.  She looks down when Mondo looks at her with penile confidence, but she runs like hell.  ROFLMFAO!!  She has aged ten years in the last nine months.

Now here comes the hedonistic treatise.  [btw: that youngster isn’t a very good writer yet, toots-he might be in the future.  We certainly can't fault his verve. He’s just verbose and doesn’t really know his Nietszche…BESIDES, Ragnar Redbeard winds up far superior and he’s much more arrogant and sisters and seductresses probably didn’t get the better of him…more on the morbidity of philosophers later]

If you don’t enjoy fucking for the sake of fucking, you really don’t have much enjoyment in life(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wilhelm_Reich).

  Fucking has good results.  You don’t have to “be in love”, you don’t have to have romance, just lie back and enjoy yourself.  Don’t worry girls, no one has to know except you and your fucker(s).  Now those of you who have chosen to hide out in your work or other distractions will find more satisfactions in these pursuits if regularly shagging.  The more you shag the better it gets.  I don’t want to hear the whining about what a fucker he is or about your childhood traumas.  These can be worked out and you can enjoy a good round of fleshy pounding.  Just ask the women who DO…and most of them do not get fucked well, either!