If you mean on this website--because I'm looking for some action If you mean in Colorado Springs--because this is the greatest place to live in the world If you mean existentially--because if I were anywhere else, I would not be here (and we could not get together)!

My Ideal Person Spontaneous, discreet, and casual. No pressure, just fun. You know, call up your partner--tell her what you're doing. Ask her what she's doing. If you're both not busy (in the mood?), maybe you agree to get together, meet at a bar. When we see each other, we put off a vibe--it comes from what each of us wear, how we act toward each other...we know each other well enough to tell what the other is thinking. Maybe you're wearing a short mini skirt and a tight top--we sit, you are positioned to show me that you are wearing a sheer thong, or perhaps nothing at all underneath. I notice immediately and respond--you can tell. We quickly finish our drinks, pay and leave together. Once in my truck, we can't wait--your skirt is up at your belllybutton and I'm finger fucking-you. You climax quickly, then go down on me. I'm done quickly also--by the time we reach my condo, I'm hard again. We go inside, and as soon as the door closes behind us, we embrace--no words, we don't need them. Just each other's touches--your top is open, we are kissing madly, while I stroke you tits. I begin to lick your neck, then your chest, now your nipples. I sit, pulling you on top, but you still need to remove my shorts and boxer briefs--you turn so you are showing me your perfect ass while you remove what's left of my clothes--we're now reversed, and I start to lick your pussy while you give me a hand job and more dick sucking. Then you take me deep into your mouth, just for the lubrication the saliva provides, all the way to the base of my cock--you giggle, noticing I shaved in anticipation. So did you. I roll onto my back, pulling you on top...as I enter you, you let out a long, low ooooooo, yeeeeesssssssss...slowly and gentle at first, getting faster. I guide you up and down by pushing and pulling on your breasts. Now it's my turn--you roll onto your back--we never separate, and I start deep fucking you. You have climaxed again--now you're on all fours and I'm taking you from behind--still in your pussy. Will we do anal tonight--dunno, maybe later...I cum hard in you and you feel my wet heat...it's going to be a long night. Or, maybe we just go to your place, watch tv and fall asleep. It's up to you, Baby...

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
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So I’m by my condo, out by my truck, unloading my bike. I just
got back from mountain biking all day, and I’m still wearing
my bike clothes (no, I don’t wear the lycra banana hammock
cycling shorts—I wear the baggies. I’m a mountain biker,
not a roadie!). This woman comes walking down the sidewalk
toward me. “Hi, ” she says, “did you go mountain biking?”
I’m thought, “what was your first clue?” but I didn’t say
it. As I turned toward her to get a better look, I saw her,
and wow! I wonder what she’s selling? She’s 35 or so, got
reddish brunette hair, shoulder length, and she’s wearing
running clothes—a light blue tank top that shows her pierced
belly button with a white sports bra underneath, and very
short running shorts. Lotta curves for a runner, I think.
Now, I’m dirty, sweaty, and probably smelly as well--real
attractive, right? Where’s the sales pitch? She continues
”I’ve seen you running around here a few times—do you run
a lot? “No, ” I say, “I only run because I am in the military
and I have to for work.” “Are you good?” she asks. Curious
question. “I’m not real fast, ” “I am” she interrupts,
“…but I can go for a long time.” I reply. I’m still thinking
“wha…” I continue, “I only run when I can’t get out for a ride.”
“I just finished my run—man, I’m really hot.” She arches
her back as she removes the tank top, and I can clearly see
she is not—quite the opposite. I’m still thinking “wha…it
was 90 degrees today, I guess, but what is going on here?”
I’ll play. “Did you have a good ride today?” she says, teasingly.
“Yeah, it was really good…” She is looking at my shorts “Want
a better one?” she says, stepping close enough to brush
her hand against them. I’m not sure what’s up with this conversation,
but I know what’s up in my shorts. “I was going to go to the
fitness club and shower, then get in the hot tub—wanna come?
“Wanna come” she repeats, giggling “Do you?” “I’m in--lets
go” we start the block walk-run to the fitness club. Its
almost dark, and starting to thunder and lightning, so
when we get to the club, there is nobody else there. She smiles
seductively “Let’s skip the shower. “ She runs through
the mens’ locker room as I follow. As we emerge onto the deck,
she quickly removes the sports bra and gets into the hot
tub. She sits, reaches down, and throws her running shorts
onto the deck at my feet. “Are you coming?” she asks. Is she
for real? My jersey is somewhere in the locker room already.
My shorts can’t conceal how hard I am anyhow, so I remove
them and get in. She immediately starts to give me a hand
job, and I finger-fuck her as I try to kiss and suck her tits.
She whispers into my ear “Baby, lets skip the foreplay.
We can do that later. Let’s hurry so we don’t get interrupted
by anyone.” It’s raining hard now “who’s going to interrupt
us, ” I think, but she has already stood up, revealing a
spider and web tattoo on her lower right abdomen. She is
shaved, and also pierced. “Just one second”—I lean forward
and lick her pussy. My tongue is inside her, but she turns
quickly, mounts me, and begins to go like a jack-hammer.
"Oh, baby…who are you?" I pant. “You don’t know
yet, Chief?” she teases Chief? Curious choice of names.
She moans “ohhhhhhhuhhhhhhoooo, ” and climaxes. She
can tell by the rapidity of my thrusts I am close as well.
“Don’t withdraw, cum inside me, ” I don’t, and she gets
the full load. We slow from our orgasmic pace, I withdraw,
we catch our breath. “I recognized you from your pictures
on the website, Chief. I’m Sexnthespgs. Nice to fuck you.”
I love this website! She stands again “my place or yours?
Mine’s closer.” “Yours.” I respond. She exits the spa,
bends over, and picks up her shorts, but doesn’t stand back
up, feeling my eyes on her buttocks. “Soon…she turns and
looks back at me from around her left side, smiling at me
from about knee level. She steps into her shorts, straightens,
grabs my shorts and feigns handing them to me, but her arm
continues and she throws them on the roof, and says “run!”
She begins to sprint. I don’t know where her place is, so
I have two choices. Get my shorts down and lose her, missing
a night of sex, or chase her naked. The latter. We run, her
topless and me nude, two buildings away and into her condo.
She’s right, she is very fast, but I’m running on massive
amounts of adrenaline and testosterone, and I am right
behind her. We enter her apartment, not stopping in the
living room, and jump onto her bed. Satin sheets—nice.
She removes her wet shorts, and I bury my face in her hairless,
wet crotch. She moans, and spreads wider, pushing my head
into her. She squirts quickly “oooooooo…” She rolls on
top of me, but I am not hard yet, so she reverses our directions
and begins to suck my dick while thrusting her pussy into
my face. “Wait, I got a hair in my mouth—she runs to the bathroom,
and returns with scissors, an electric razor and a straight
razor. “Can I?” she asks “it makes the oral sex better.”
“Whatever you want, Sex.” She shaved me, and we had sex for
several more hours. We’re at my place now, spent, in each
other’s arms. She brought an overnight bag full of lingerie—it’s
going to be a fantastic weekend!

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
The beach, A remote wilderness spot, A swimming pool or hot tub, A hotel room

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
No--Everytime you start to think they are just regular
people, one of the most normal ones you know does something
bizarre. I don't need that type of idiocy...unless
Catherine Zeta-Jones was available, or maybe Angelina
Jolie...I could put any weirdness aside for those ladies.

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