Has anyone ever defined for himself the "perfect" hobbyist moment? The moment against which all other hobby experiences would be measured and found wanting? The moment which will never be equalled, let alone surpassed, and which constitutes the "high note" upon which you quit the hobby? In perpetuity.
The old truism is be careful what you wish for, you might get it.
I haven't been hobbying that long, but in terms of looks, yes I believe I've met HER. Someone who could actually give Elisha Cuthbert a run for the money.
As for personality, I also believe I've met HER. Not the same as above, although the above HER is pretty cool. This is someone I have so much in common with, I wish I could have met her in civvie life and had a real relationship with her, even a platonic friendship would be awesome.
In terms of performance, I've come really close to that point but there's always that one thing that, no matter how great she is at it, I know another provider who does it just a little better.
If I ever meet a provider who combined the best of all three above qualities, I'd be surprised and maybe a little heartbroken.
But I don't hobby to try to get to that ultimate point, so I don't think I'll be disappointed in that way. I just want a lot of really great moments. So far, so good...
I can't visualize a more perfect hobbyist moment than when a woman truly lets go and becomes my sexual partner rather than a paid provider.
The interesting thing about the hobby is that this appears to happen quite often.
But I never really know. So I keep coming back.
The first was when I was quite the newbie and I was at a massage parlor near Vernon Ct. (Does anyone remember those old glory days in the mid '70's?) I was getting the standard quickie massage and flip over for the manual finish when she lifted her shirt to reveal the most beautiful pair of bazzongas that I had here to fore ever seen and then leaned over so that the tip of her tit rubbed against the tip of my cock. I think the splatter must have hit every wall of the joint.
The next week I returned to see her but I was told that she was gone. I was heart broken.
The second was ten years later and I met another gorgeous creature at another massage parlor, this one the famous Mandala Center in Newton Ma. We had instant animal attraction to each other and ended up becoming good friends to this day in fact. After several visits so that we were comfortatble with each other, she would allow me to massage her.
As I was standing at her head, she face down and me working her shoulders, she lifted up her head and enveloped my cock with her mouth. She was so excellent at this particular maneuver that I felt that I was going to cum and gave her the requisite warning, gentleman that I am. However, she continued on until it appeared that she was going to get a mouthful of goo, and not only did she do so, but she gobbled it up and kept on sucking for more.
This so humbled me that I sank to my knees and worshiped her for allowing me such a wonderful experience, my first time cumming in a gal's mouth.
Since then, I have repeated these experiences numerous times with numerous women, but there is nothing, repeat nothing, like the first time; especially when done so magnificiently.
...when the dentures came out and the gums engulped the gland and shaft, I would been OK with dying at that moment. This lady was use to guys cumming after about two and a half head bobs, but a sudden death might have had the effect of permanent denture adhesive.
Hobbyist Law: Try to stay alive during gumjobs, so the next guys gets their Holey Grail too.
Yep. Not a moment, but a person and relationship. I knew almost a year ago that when she retired, so would I. She retired recently and I thought briefly about calling one or two ladies I've met before but the fantasy will pale so much compared to the reality of the previous relationship that I just can't see me hobbying any more.
I have had a few defining moments...had a pretty amazing one earlier this week as a matter of fact.
None of them make me want to quit, they all make me want to book another appointment with that lady as soon as possible.
Thinking that I've peaked and it will never get better sounds boring...
I'm relatively new to hobbying, and I started out with some less than satisfying dates. That has changed recently, and I've had some fantastic dates over the summer. I'm looking forward to many great moments in the future.
Runningman
This is an interesting sport. I relate it to golf. When you start to play golf almost everyhole is a double or triple bogey or more. but then you par a hole. That one par hole just justified you playing another eighteen next week. Thats how i see it.
On the face of it, it was simply a physical act, and in this fantasy world of play-for-pay it's oftentimes no big deal, just another negotiation.
This one was special.
It was the first time for her, and it was special because she chose me to share that with.
I'm humbled, and it was positively amazing.
I have, and if you looked at my only 10-1o review, you'd know who provided that moment for me. The only real regret is that we don't see each other more frequently, but since she graced the pages of a major men's magazine, she's been busier than ever.
Thanks for reminding me though...I need to give her a call.
I've only had the pleasure of Nikki's company one time (though I've tried a couple more times but our paths just never seem to cross). That one time was incredible to say the least. I didn't even know how lucky I was at the time to get that appointment with her (and this was back in 2003 before she became 'world famous').
Ah, the memories...