I am a charismatic man. Easily standing out in any crowd, or so I am told. I am one of those people who looks like someone you know. Sometimes I am charming, other times I am quiet and brooding. I tend to do many things on my own, for there is no one around to go with me. Perhaps you feel the same? Perhaps you are in that adventurous mood and are thinking, "Screw it.. I'll mail him and see how it goes." Trust me, it will probably go good. :)

My Ideal Person In order to not sit here and do that variation on a theme thing. I will allow you to picture all the blurbs you have read of what a man may be looking for in a women, condense it, mull over it, then spew it forth and see if you fall in that category. Perhaps you do? If so, talk to me.

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
My favorite sexual fantasy is to be sitting in a public place, doesn't matter where exactly, but just someplace where people generally are doing things alone or do not talk to each other. A book store is a good example. Barnes & Nobles.

While not paying attention to my surroundings, perhaps lost in whatever reading material that has captured my eye, my fantasy comes to life.

She would be beautiful, dressed business or business casual. A woman that has that air about her of knowing exactly what she wants at all times. I think this time around she is a brunette with a playful look in her eyes.

She simply walks up and stops directly in front of me in a stance that means business. Legs slightly apart, back straight, arms crossed.

I look up at her and smile, for she is quite striking. The carnal, instinctual side of my brain immediately begins to churn out the thoughts of fucking this beautiful and firey woman all night long.

She merely studies me for a bit then finally gestures for me to follow her. After a moment's hesistation, I put the book aside, tossing a mental apology to whomever has to restock it, and follow her.

She stops in the parking lot and looks at the line of cars before us. She then looks at me. I get the message that she is wondering where my car is. I point to my old, used, but still running car. She nods and gestures for me to get into my car. I begin walking towards it and stop when I realize that she is not following. She stops by a mid-range luxery car, a Lexus I believe, and gets in. When I begin to approach she looks over at me and points to my car. Ah, I get it, she wants me to follow her in my car.

I follow behind. Keeping up is somewhat difficult for my car lacks the acceleration that hers has.

We drive for quite some time, weaving in and out of traffic, turning this way and that. It doesn't take long for me to realize that unless I filmed this route, finding it is going to be difficult in the future.

We finally stop just on the edge of downtown Chicago, near the Irving Park Road section. Or at least that is where I believe I am at. Somewhere deep in the back streets.

It takes a long time for me to find a place to park, eventually I do. I get out of the car and walk over to the street where she had stopped.

She found parking quite easily and is standing by a doorway of an apartment building. I walk up and gesture 'after you' to her. She tosses me a quick smile and leans over to give me a short, but excellent French kiss.

I follow her in and to her apartment. It is the apartment of a single woman from what I can gather. She has no room mates.

When we step inside, she locks the door behind me and abruptly moves into action! She practically tears off my clothes, pausing long enough for me to work my hiking boots off to allow my pants to slip free. Soon I am naked. She is still clothed.

She stands there admiring me. I feel a bit uncomfortable, I lack a tan and have a hard time feeling like I am a thing under a microscope, only there to be studied.

She nods after a bit and gestures for me to follow her. Straight into the bedroom we go; where she turns me around and pushes me backwards on to her bed.

She then slowly does a strip tease for me. Yes, the body I pictured under her clothes was amazing! I watched in near awe as she teased me with her stripping.

She then moved to the bed and to me. She was in charge, and who was I to complain about this turn of events in an otherwise boring day?

I will leave your imagination to fill in the rest, suffice it to say, she finally spoke to me and we chatted for a while, drank coffee, and had pleasant thoughts about the carnal sex we just had. Then we had more sex...

...and more
...and more

I'm tired, perhaps she will let me stay the night? I doubt it, she appears to have satisfied whatever fantasy she must have had.

So I leave.... finding a phone number in my pants pocket the next day before I was do laundry.

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
A dark back alley

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Sadomasochism, Rimming, Fetishes, Light Bondage, Candle Wax, Spanking, Role Playing, Threesomes, Mutual Masturbation, Food Play, Making Home "Movies", Participating in Erotic Photography, Voyeurism, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Sexual experience, Physical attraction, Same/similar fetishes, Open to ménage à trois and/or orgies, Sexual appetite, Willingness to freely discuss and try anything, Creativity/Kinkiness level, A little of each

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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