Looking back over the last few months, I suddenly realized that I've retired from pooning. During that time, I would read reviews, maybe even look at some ads, but I'd never pick up the phone and call.
I think to myself, I know what's going to happen. I will go there, and it might be fun (physically). I'll probably get off. It is very unlikely I'll make any kind of meaningful connection - not that I'm looking for anything that lasts, I mean, a real connection - real chemistry. And it won't feel like real sex anyways, because it's not. Then sometime later, maybe days or weeks later, I do something that involves money - like pay the mortgage or service my car, or buy some new consumer product, and I remember I pooned and that's where some of my money went. Which then makes me remember if it was a good time or not. Then I always seem to conclude - it wasn't worth it in the end. Same old, same old. One pussy like another pussy.
There was a time when just the sight of a pussy was enough to make me happy... I even still have old polaroids of me at a strip bar sitting next to a naked girl and grinning from ear to ear. I look at myself and think, I was just a kid - mentally.
I think I know why now a great many SPs who have done it awhile are so bored.
I think to myself, I know what's going to happen. I will go there, and it might be fun (physically). I'll probably get off. It is very unlikely I'll make any kind of meaningful connection - not that I'm looking for anything that lasts, I mean, a real connection - real chemistry. And it won't feel like real sex anyways, because it's not. Then sometime later, maybe days or weeks later, I do something that involves money - like pay the mortgage or service my car, or buy some new consumer product, and I remember I pooned and that's where some of my money went. Which then makes me remember if it was a good time or not. Then I always seem to conclude - it wasn't worth it in the end. Same old, same old. One pussy like another pussy.
There was a time when just the sight of a pussy was enough to make me happy... I even still have old polaroids of me at a strip bar sitting next to a naked girl and grinning from ear to ear. I look at myself and think, I was just a kid - mentally.
I think I know why now a great many SPs who have done it awhile are so bored.
