ONLY one woman makes you sport wood by just thinking about her?
As I suspected, not only are you a BSU, but your sex drive must be off the charts, but off the bottom of the chart, not the top. There are dozens, maybe hundreds of women that elicit those same feelings of lust for me, the thought of only one woman doing that for me would be downright scary. I think you need to run out and fuck some other hottie before your man card is revoked permanently.Strange thing I have with my fav. When I dwell on her, like when recalling a session, I get a boner. Like when I was 15 in high school. Sometimes, it's just a chubby, but usually genuine glistening wood. This has never been a problem in my civilian adult life and only once before in the hobby. Mind you, this is a purely sexual response, I have no personal hang up with her beyond that moist snug V. And it's kinda fun, invigorating even. I haven't told her about this. My little secret.
Does this happen to anyone else? That one person (out of so many) can loudly pluck the D string of your arousal just upon reflection?
ONLY one woman makes you sport wood by just thinking about her?
As I suspected, not only are you a BSU, but your sex drive must be off the charts, but off the bottom of the chart, not the top.
There are dozens, maybe hundreds of women that elicit those same feelings of lust for me, the thought of only one woman doing that for me would be downright scary. I think you need to run out and fuck some other hottie before your man card is revoked permanently.
The other gal who had that effect on me was a provider, but the boner only happened when we spoke by phone. I'd be walking through crowds, she'd say hello and boiiiiing. I have taken precautions by mixing in others. It's not a huge problem (given my size - haha) but it makes me smile when it happens. Usually I walk with a briefcase so I can shield the blush as needed.
.....and when I think back to her lips on me, all I can say is "clean up on aisle 3!!!!"
kind of... but my boner is limited to day dreaming about the next woman I'm going to see.... or maybe that last one I just saw... or maybe the SYT standing in line in front of me at Starbucks... or.. well, you get the idea...
woke up with a boner this morning, put on my baggy tweeds, and smuggled it to town...
Though it isn't as common as it once was, I often get an erection when thinking about a particularly intense love-making session. That's the way the equipment and software works.
What I find a bit more unusual perhaps is how just the presence of some gals will give me an erection. I believe I owe that to chemistry, in a literal sense. Some gals just have what I need
My eggplant is conditioned for her response.
naked female ass only a few feet in front of my face -- with my face quickly gravitating to getting rid of that two-foot distance -- I get a fucking raging hard-on!
I've seen quite a few ass-specimens that draw that type of reaction. And, being the enthusiastic scholar of ass that I am, I am willfully and diligently pursuing further explorations . . .
...a fine backside is truly a sight to behold, in my opinion. My "strange" reaction is to watching a man work with his hands, or more similarly, recalling having watched it. I was sitting on the sofa in a lovely hotel room at some point watching my gentleman make a martini (without a shaker since I'd somehow forgotten to bring it). Thinking about that instance does something for me...
When I first started seeing my current favorite over a year ago, I found myself getting hard when I saw that she had sent me an email - before I even read it.
As time has gone by, I don't always have that reaction anymore, but I can from a series of pretty innocent texts.
If she is trying to turn me on - she can every time no matter what the medium.
And upon reflecting upon a past session - "boing" - the flag is raised. Like right now.
I never thought a woman could have that effect on me in my 50's, but she is sooooo sexy
... She has me at full mast and I don't even know who she is. You are one fortunate dude.