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The start of a story  

Blairianfun 57M
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1/14/2015 7:32 am
The start of a story

Too Many Women in the Bedroom

Spanking is a fascinating kink. When a man is the spanker, often the act is about power and pain. When women spank, the act is frequently about power and<b> humiliation. </font></b>Neither rationale applies to me.

For me, spanking is about too many woman in the bedroom.

Woman, you are a fascinating and marvelous creature full of emotions—full of options—that I as a male cannot begin to fathom. You have far more colors than I; just look at the span of nail polishes and lipsticks with innumerable names for each color that I can only describe as red and orange. Wide ranges of clothing and shoes, hair styles, makeup, and scents combine to form a broad palette with which you paint my world, of which I am deeply appreciative.
The myriad roles you play are incredible as well: wife, , mother, lover, working professional, boss, leader, community member, fuck goddess, friend, athlete, musician, singer in the choir, cocksucker, fashion statement, homemaker, and sex symbol. My list just scratches the surface of your roles and responsibilities.

But then, what I call the white-girl problem rears its ugly head; not only do you play all these roles, but you expect to be the best at them. Cure cancer, watch your graduate from MIT, have mind-blowing sex, and cause a minor car wreck as you stroll down the street, but have a pimple? Then somehow it’s a bad day. For men, one angle in the mirror where we do not look like a troll, and a couple of things that somebody does worse than we do, and it’s a good day.
And when you enter the bedroom, all your personas come with you. The jibber jabber in your head tends to prevent you from focusing on me, and on sex. A few of your roles play well in the bedroom, but not all of them, because…
There are way way too many women in the bed.

Head down, ass up, dress up, and panties down, and suddenly things change

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