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I don’t even remember what was originally here, but I will try to match it. I’m Manwranglerjen. I can also be found at Phillygirljen and LiteraryJen. Feel free to find and follow me.
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A Wild Night
Posted:Apr 12, 2016 1:19 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 12:14 pm
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It was destined to be a wild night. Two virtual strangers…well, no, two strangers in nearly every way but virtual. Add to that a motel room, sweet almond oil, and plans to wrestle, each one hoping to make the other submit (and each one hoping to submit to the other). Neither knows what to expect of the other, but when he opens the door to her, each is relieved. They at once become comfortable and expectant.
She makes herself at home on the bed. The banter of their previous conversations continues as though they have been face to face for months instead of seconds. After a few minutes of chit chat and smack talk, the first tangle commences. He comes at her, and she escapes the hold, trying out one of her own. She’s stronger and faster than he had expected, and he likes it. Back and forth they go. He’s over powering but gentle at the same time. She rolls him to the end of the bed onto the floor. Score one for the girl! He regains control, and she is nearly flung to the floor on the other side, but he reaches out and catches her to keep her from actually falling. The sweetness of this touch stays with her. He is attentive and kind and gentle and strong, and she could get quite used to it. His wrestling skills are refined, and he has plenty of moves, but she is determined to win even if she has to cheat to make him submit. He only asked her not to bruise his face; he never said anything about not grabbing his nether region, and she is willing to grab a hold of him if it will give her the upper hand. Unfortunately for her, two can play at that game! They continue on in this way for quite some time. Back and forth they go, each one taking control forcefully and giving it willingly.

At one point while she is under his control, he leans in as though to kiss her, but he does not follow through. Another tangle begins and then a chance at another kiss. Finally his mouth comes down to cover hers. She is surprised and relieved. She is genuinely attracted to him in a way that she hadn’t expected. Apparently he feels the same way. From this moment forward, the kisses become the main event. Their lips part and their tongues dance in each other’s mouths. Finally, his lips travel from her mouth to her breasts. He suggests the massage that he had promised her. She takes the oil from her bag, removes her top, and lies face down on the bed. He begins to rub the oil on her back, his tongue following his fingertips. After a few minutes she informs him that he missed a spot and proceeds to point to her bottom. He complies and proceeds to slip her pants from her hips. He rubs the oil on and she begins to move her hips in rhythm with his hands. She grants him access to her inner thighs, and he tells her she is going to be in trouble. It’s just the kind of trouble she’s been seeking.
He undresses and lies down beside her. Not quite willing to give up the fight, they struggle for control a few minutes more. Finally, his hand cups her breasts and his fingers find their way inside of her. Her brain suddenly turns to mush, the fight goes out of her, and she melts into him. They make love for the first time that night. It’s slow and sensuous and rough and exciting all at the same time. He cannot seem to get enough of her kisses, and his mouth finds hers over and over again. She gladly receives him in every way possible. He pays attention to her needs, her sounds, her movements, and her desires, and she gives herself to him with a passion that he had never before experienced.
The night wears on. They shower and talk and wrestle and make love again and again, wondering if they will ever get enough of each other. Just when it seems as if they are satisfied, he kisses her and they start all over again. Finally, just before dawn, they collapse onto the bed and fall asleep in each other’s arms. They sleep for a little while and make love again before rising to go their separate ways, each one hoping to see the other again. They pack their bags quietly, saddened that the night is over, both feeling more than they had imagined, each hoping for a repeat of the night's events. If it is destined to be, they will have another chance. She will wait for his safe return. And he will think about her each day, as he serves his time in Afghanistan.
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I am fabulous; how are you?
Posted:Apr 12, 2016 12:34 pm
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2016 4:41 pm
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I hate when people ask me how I am, especially on a dating site. Really? I mean, I know it's a courtesy, but no one cares. No one cares that the was stolen and I got passed over for a promotion at work. No one cares that I suffer from an eating disorder and that it's different from just being too fat or too thin or always hungry. No one cares for me to be anything but perfectly happy and a lovely size six with large breasts and a tight pussy. No one wants to know anything but what my eyes look like while I'm kneeling before him, looking up at him as I suck his dick. No one cares. So why do people ask? They aren't looking for genuine answers. They're only looking to fulfill a fantasy. So why bother asking? No questions asked and no replies given. Let's just go off into our own little corner and satisfy our urges like nature intended. Courtesies are for humans, and we have all lost all sense of humanity.



In reality, I genuinely appreciate the people who take the time to strike up a real conversation. While a lot of people are here for random sex, there are a surprising amount who want the conversational foreplay. I'm surprised, yes, but I'm also pleased that there are people out their seeking a friendly chat as much as their next conquest.
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Bitch Done Pissed Me Off
Posted:Apr 11, 2016 8:24 am
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2016 7:46 am
8939 Views

I extended you the courtesy of never letting you know I knew
About all those other women
About all the games you played
About all the lies you told me
And all you extended in return was your dick
Your used up
Worn out
Tired piece of manhood
That hangs between your legs
I gave you the benefit of the doubt
Maintaining the friendship we shared
That came along long before the sex
But all you offered in return was corny lines
And creative lies
So I'm through extending courtesies
And playing this game with you
If you see me out somewhere
Pretend you don't know me
by the time I'm through getting what I want
You won't know me at all
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Transgender In America
Posted:Apr 11, 2016 6:46 am
Last Updated:Apr 12, 2016 7:46 am
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I'm sure the whole transgender thing is a very sensitive subject. And I'm sure I will offend some with what I'm about to say. I'm going to say it anyway. These new laws that are cropping up about transgendered people using bathrooms for which their birth certificates assign them, regardless of how they look or feel on the outside and inside is a bit short sighted and ridiculous. The lawmakers have it in their heads that transgendered people are playing a game. They apparently believe that transgendered people are choosing to pretend to be the opposite sex for the sole purpose of sneaking into public restrooms to sneak a peek at people. That's it. That's what these laws boil down to. Never mind the fact that those who are transgender disrupt their entire lives to become the people they were truly meant to be. Never mind the fact that they have to endure countless surgeries and hormones and a complete altering of the course it was presumed they would be on since birth. Never mind that they lose family and friends. Never mind that they must live with criticisms and recriminations. Never mind that they face laws and rules and societal norms that don't accept them for who they are. Evidently, they are willing to endure all of these things just so they can get cheap thrills by walking into a bathroom and seeing body parts they aren't supposed to see. It's some conspiracy they've been cooking up since birth. And these lawmakers have foiled their evil plotting and planning. But it's not transgendered people who are hung up on sexuality; it's not the transgendered people who are all fired up and concerned with what is going on in the restrooms assigned to the opposite sex. It's clearly the lawmakers with the obsession. It's the lawmakers who have nothing better to do than to butt their nose in where it doesn't belong.

Of course, these laws have very little to do with actual restroom activity and everything to do with discrimination. That's why the laws make no sense. There's nothing rational about laws like this. How can you even really enforce them? Does everyone carry around his birth certificate to show them to armed guards who do nothing but stand at entry ways to restrooms? It's merely a deliberate attempt to make people suffer in order to feel better about oneself.
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Yours
Posted:Apr 10, 2016 7:12 pm
Last Updated:Feb 4, 2020 11:36 am
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Oh, to be naked in your bed
Your prisoner
Your prey
You have no need to tie me down
I'm not going anywhere
I belong to you
My body experiences such delicious sensations
Nerve endings tingling
The hot sun beaming in through the windows
Overhead ceiling fan pushing air around the room
Your finger tips touching my ample breasts
Gliding over my hardening nipples
Your tongue and your lips gliding over my skin
My hands are at my side
But I keep wanting to reach out to you
To pull you close to me
To pull you inside me
I want you to fill me with your hardness
My legs spread involuntarily
And you will soon bury yourself deep within my moistened core
Rhythmic moving
Increasing with intensity
Quickening with desire
I often dream about this moment
Of being naked in your bed
Your prisoner
Your prey
Your property
All yours and yours alone
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Letting your freak flag fly
Posted:Apr 10, 2016 3:31 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2016 8:33 am
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How much freak do you have in you
What kind of things would we do if you could have your way
What would you make me do with you
For you
To you
To myself even
If I gave you complete control over me
And my body
Would you shame me
Would you share me
Show me off for the world to see
Where would your limits lie
Where would the fun end
What kind of control would you use
How much freak do you have in you
Show me your limits
And let’s break through some of mine
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Maybe it's more than a lack of desire
Posted:Apr 10, 2016 6:10 am
Last Updated:Sep 22, 2020 5:21 pm
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I am completely mystified by all the husbands on here who say they love their wives and don't want to leave them but are on here searching for a partner because they are in sexless marriages. I'm single. If I were married or had access to a playmate, he would be too busy keeping up with me to be going out to find it elsewhere. But these men say they love their wives, and they claim they wouldn't want to lose them. So what's going on at home that make these women not interested in sex?

I am not a sex therapist, a doctor, or a physical therapist, but I can speak from my own personal experience enough to say that I might have some answers for you. Maybe your wife doesn't enjoy sex because it's painful. Maybe your wife doesn't enjoy sex because she is physically incapable of having an orgasm. Maybe she is embarrassed because things aren't in the same place as they used to be, and this embarrassment leaves her unable to give or receive pleasure.

A few years ago, I hurt myself in the gym. Well, I guess I had hurt myself giving birth to my , but the symptoms developed and were exacerbated after I started working out like a steroidal maniac. Little things like sit ups, lifting heavier than one should, holding your breath during any form of exercise, and certain moves in Pilates and yoga even can cause damage to a woman's pelvic floor. Sometimes these problems manifest in the form of an organ prolapse, sometimes they manifest themselves in a tight pelvic floor, and sometimes it's both problems rolled into one. I was the lucky one who suffered from both. My prolapse is relatively minor, but it upset me emotionally. My bigger problem was the pelvic floor tightness. And it took treating the latter to help with the former. And it was because I didn't want my sex life ruined that I went searching for answers and found physical therapy.

A prolapse occurs when the bladder, uterus, vaginal fault, urethra, or rectum (this last one occurs in men, too) falls out of its location due to weakened or overly stretched muscles. Heavy lifting is often the culprit. Prolapses often exist for years without any symptoms, or they cause mild symptoms like an urgent need to use the rest room, even after you have emptied your bladder. As the prolapse progresses, you can even feel something protruding from your body. Even if it doesn't cause pain, it can cause mild discomfort or embarrassment. Doctors say that men can't even feel it or see it, but knowing it is there is detrimental to a woman's psyche.

The other issue is common in men and women. A too tight pelvic floor is when the muscles in the pelvic floor don't relax.It can be caused by physical injury, emotional stress, poor breathing or posture, a lack of relaxation after one exercises, and sometimes it happens for unknown reasons. Some women who suffer from pelvic floor disorder also have a prolapse, which can make treatment difficult but definitely not impossible. Symptoms of pelvic floor disorder include an urgent need to use the restroom, an inability to go once you've found the restroom, pain in the pelvic region, and pain during sex.

And there is treatment available. The problem is that the recognition of these things is relatively new, and the treatment is newer still. Women are often told to do their kegels, but kegels are limited. And when women have a tight pelvic floor, kegels are actually the last thing they need to do. Kegels contract the muscle, so when the muscles are too tight to begin with, they spasm. The alternative treatment has often surgery. For what? For a leaky bladder? In recent years, physical therapy has become a viable option. Physical therapy helps women learn how to relax the muscles that need to be relaxed and strengthen the muscles that need strengthening. And in as few as a session or two, recipients of physical therapy often see and feel results. Women are taught stretching and relaxation techniques that target their pelvic floor. Therapists also use techniques that stretch the muscles of the pelvic floor that help release spasms and tender spots. These techniques not only help alleviate over active bladder symptoms, but they also allow women to be penetrated sexually and achieve good, strong, mind-blowing orgasms if you are capable of giving them to her.

So guys, where do you come in?

Has your wife ever complained that you hurt her during sex? Have you ever heard her wince or suck in her breath as soon as you tried to penetrate her? Have you ever not even been able to penetrate her because everything felt too tight? Has your wife ever complained that she couldn't reach orgasm, no matter how much effort you put into it? Of course, there could always be more to the story, but there is a strong possibility that her problem is not that she doesn't enjoy you or that she doesn't like sex. The problem might be that her body physically cannot relax enough to take you in. The problem might be that the muscles in her pelvic floor are pulled so tightly that she cannot achieve orgasms.

Hey, look, I can't tell you not to be here. And I don't know how to begin to suggest to you that you question your wife's pelvic floor. Maybe you can intimate that you are the one with the problem since it can happen to men, too. Maybe you can tell her about what you've been trying as far as treatment is concerned. Maybe you can try couples yoga for a while, and focus on things that help relax that portion of the body. Maybe one day she will feel the difference and attack you in the hallway leading to your bedroom.

If this post can save even one couple's sex life, then I guess telling you about my own personal issues with both a prolapse and a too tight pelvic floor was worth it.
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Lotion Love
Posted:Apr 8, 2016 5:29 pm
Last Updated:Apr 9, 2016 8:31 am
9287 Views

I'm fresh out of the shower
Lying in my bed
Skin still glistening
Drops of water lingering
A small amount of steam
Rises from between my parted legs
I reach for some lotion
Pure Seduction seems like a good choice
Pouring some into my hands
I rub my hands together
Making it warm on this cold afternoon
I start to smooth it on
Shoulders and arms first
And then I work my way in
My hands cup my breasts
My nipples harden at the touch
I feel excited
It's like I'm preparing for you
I wish you were here
You'd be watching me rub this lotion in
You'd enjoy the sight of me
Touching myself
And then you'd join in
You'd sit down next to me
Finish massaging the lotion on my breasts and stomach
And then you would pour some more
And flip me over
Running your hands up and down my back
Towards my bottom
And between my thighs
I'm really excited now
Needing you to be here
Needing to feel you inside me
But a closet full of playthings will have to suffice
A bottle of lotion
A glass of red wine
And my thoughts of us
Helping to satisfy me
Until the next time you come around
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Not Tonight
Posted:Apr 8, 2016 5:26 pm
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2016 12:34 pm
9185 Views

He sent her a message
Said he was in town
Asked for her number
They texted
Exchanged pics
He called
She answered
He invited
She politely turned him down
He questioned her reasoning
And she replied
Their evening was over
Before it began
Dumbfounded he was by her refusal
so sure of how the night would go down
It could have been the time of her life
But a night with him was not in the plans
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