Why are you here?
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Posted:Sep 18, 2016 8:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 18, 2016 8:32 pm
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So why does one create a profile on an Adult Dating/Sex site?
We are all here for different reasons. Some are doing the obvious and are looking to "hook up" with someone or someones. (Go get'em!)
Some are here just to blog and chill out with friends.
Some are here just to watch or be watched. (Voyeur/Exhibitionist)
Whatever your reason for being here, hopefully you are getting what you want out of it.
Now why am I here?
Originally a friend of mine showed me the site around 16 years ago. I started by reading the erotic stories that members were posting on the site. Soon after starting on here, I met a woman, married her and proceeded to forget about this site.
Flash forward to 2010. I had been married for 9 years. I was in a bad place in my marriage. I started an affair with a good friend and we were looking to meet other women/couples for some fun times. (more on that on another day) Nothing ever really panned out in that respect, but it was then that I discovered the blogs and began watching/following/lurking around here.
My FWB and I decided after a couple of years to drop the WB and just be friends. I then created a male profile so I could continue to read the blogs that I had come to love and look forward to seeing each day. It was around this time I discovered I had voyeuristic tendencies. I loved watching. Whether it be stories, pictures or cams, I loved to watch what was going on.
I didn't comment very often. I would just lurk and watch. Enjoy reading some of the amazing experiences of some of the bloggers. I'd be liar if I said I didn’t enjoy some of the photos that some of the sexy bloggers post on their pages. (thank you!)
Eventually I made a friend or two on the blogs that I frequented and started to think about blogging myself.
It`s now 2016 and I`ve been around here for 6 years. After some encouraging words from a fellow blogger, I finally wrote a few posts. Nothing earth shattering. Just dipping a toe in the water. What I found once I started blogging was some very nice comments and a welcoming community.
The great thing about blogland is it gives all of us a voice. We can put out there anything we want to say. (as long as it doesn’t violate the TOU of course!)
My personal situation has changed a lot since I first started here. My marriage, while not perfect, has definitely stabilized. I'm not on here to meet anyone for sex, I'm here for the blogs. (Mostly to read, with the occasional post.)
Ok Ok I'll get to a point! 
My point is, this is a great community. I've seen a lot of Drama, as a lurker, over the years here. What I have seen here lately has been a little disappointing. Conspiracy theories, bullying, taking sides, passive aggressive posts, blocking and banning. I think you get my point. I wish for everyone in Blogland to move forward. Move on to the fun, sexy posts of old. Talk about our lives without fear of someone being judgemental and posting hate and ignorance. If you see something you don't like on someone's blog, click next and move on. If you don't like someone's blog or style, don't go there. Live and let live. Don't be an asshole. Just do your thing and let others do theirs. (End Rant)
Wow, this totally went off track! lol
So back to the original topic. Why are you on this site? Why are you on the blogs?
Why did you read my verbal diarrhea to the end? lol
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You Can't Judge a Book by it's Cover
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Posted:Sep 22, 2015 2:37 pm
Last Updated:Jul 10, 2016 7:58 pm
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I've got many things running around my head. So many ideas running around my head I want to blog about, but I can only write about one thing at a time. So let's go with invisible ailments.
You never know what another person is going through. Some illnesses are not apparent to the naked eye.
For example, I have Type 2 diabetes. Just by looking at me, one cannot tell I suffer from this ailment. I have diminished feeling in my toes. My once 30/20 vision is now below 20/20 and I'm in need of glasses due to damage caused by too much sugar in my system. I'm a sugar/carboholic. I love sweets and when I'm stressed, I eat. And usually not healthy foods. Not a good thing when you are diabetic.
This leads me to another ailment near and dear to my heart. Depression. I have had bouts of depression. It's a terrible thing to go through. Again, no one can really tell that something is wrong with you. They assume you should be able to just snap out of it and just flip a switch and be happy. Unfortunately it doesn't work like that. I usually try to fake it when I'm around others. It's when I'm alone that it becomes apparent. I need something to occupy my mind to stay away from those dark places.
What I find helps me with both is reading a book and exercise. Things that occupy my mind so I don't dwell on things that set me off in my spiral.
Right now I'm in a good place. At peace with my life for the most part. Good family. enjoy my work most of the time. Never have enough money and time to truly enjoy life, but enough that life is pretty darn good.
What I'm trying to get at is that we can;t look at someone and know what they are going through. All people have something going on in their life. Some people can deal with those things, while others can't. I try to use my own experience to empathize with others when something doesn't see quite right with someone. Previous to me having these ailments, I would judge people and think things about them that probably weren't true. Like a person was just being lazy and not doing their job, but they were suffering from depression. Or their arthritis was so bad that day they couldn't do any physical work with feeling their body was on fire.
My own illness, have in their own way, not weakened me, but have made me a better person. More aware. More understanding. Less judgemental. A better human being.
Do any of you have an ailment/illness that isn't apparent to the naked eye?
How do you cope with it?
Has it changed you at all?
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My 1st! (Yes that 1st!)
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Posted:Sep 19, 2015 8:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2016 8:52 pm
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Thank you to all who took the time to check out my first post. Special thanks to those who took time to comment.
I believe I will begin my second post by keeping the theme of firsts. I did reference my first sexual experience. Also, LadyUnlaced expressed an interest in hearing that story, so here it goes.
We were 16 and thought we were in love. We had started seeing each other at the start of the school year and our relationship had moved pretty fast for 2 virgins. Over the course of the first six weeks, we had progressed from making out, to trying oral sex. For each, it was our first time, for most stages. Of course the talk of doing it was at the forefront of many of our chats. We wanted to do it, we just didn't know where we could find enough privacy to be able to try. My girlfriend, lets call her Allie, suggested I sneak over one night after everyone had gone to bed. She had recently moved into her sister's bedroom (she had moved out) which had a sliding door into her back yard. I happened to be sleeping in the basement due to my parents redoing my bedroom to suit someone of my age. (no more pirate wallpaper!!)
So at 1am on a weeknight, I rode my bike over to Allie's. Parked my bike under the bushes in her front yard and sneaked into her back yard. She had left the sliding door unlocked and told me to just come in. She was laying there waiting and her smile grew as I walked towards her. We wasted no time and undressed each other and started rolling around in bed in a heavy make out session.
Normally, I would go into great erotic detail about my amazing sexual skills. Since this was my first time...there was no skill, so I will spare you the details!
So we fumbled around, fondling each other, enjoying being naked in each others arms for the first time. Allie whispers in my ear, "Do you wanna?" I'm a 16 year old virgin in bed, naked, with my 16 year old virgin girlfriend, with her Irish Catholic parents asleep in the next room. What do you think I said?? FUCK YA!!
So we begin. Get the condom on and I start pressing my cock into her wetness, and it won't go in. Damn it!! I'm worried I'm going to hurt her. She says it hurts, but not too bad. She urges me to push harder. Ok...you asked for it...harder! Well that did the trick. One second my hardon was pressing against an impenetrable wall, then it just popped in. Allie gasped quite loudly as I slid in. We both stop and listen, worried her parents may have heard her gasp. After 15 seconds that felt like an hour, we decided it was safe to start moving. Slowly at first, very tight. Oh my God what a feeling. Allie begins to loosen and we pick up the pace. Allie starts to moan a little and with each thrust, her volume begins to raise. She grabs her pillow and bites it to keep from making any noise. I start to feel the pressure build and know I'm close to cumming. Just then, toilet flushes from the next room. Holy shit!! I jumped of the bed like an Olympic gymnast. (I'm athletic, but not that agile) I hit the ground on the far side and roll under the bed just as Allie's door cracks open. Her dad peaks his head in the door as Allie pretends to be asleep and I'm cowering under the bed. I did mention Allie being Irish Catholic, right. I have all sorts of visions of this man chopping my cock off while he walks to Allie's bed side and whispers a good night to his baby girl, in his Irish Brogue. He then retreats and shuts the door.
I lay there, heart pounding, pretty sure I shit myself under the bed. After about 5 minutes (felt like 6 hours), Allie finally whispers, "I think its safe."
So after all that, you would think retreat would be the smart thing to do. FUCK NO! Allie looks me in the eye with a sly grin and says, "you're not done yet!" Looking done at my still rock hard cock, I could do nothing but agree and finish the job. (Which took about 2 minutes!) 
So cuddle for about 30mins, dress, kiss and out the door by 430. I had to be up at 6 to be on the bus by 7 to get to school on time.
For some reason I didn't feel tired that day. lol
So, losing your virginity. We've all accomplished this feat. (I hope!) How was your first experience? Did it live up to expectation? Anything interesting or unexpected happen? I'd love to hear your story!
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My 1st! (Blog Post that is!)
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Posted:Sep 18, 2015 8:14 pm
Last Updated:Oct 1, 2020 5:48 pm
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This is something I've been mulling over for around 5 years. You would think that after 5 years, I would know what I want to say for my first blog, but alas I am finding myself rambling on.
How about I start by introducing myself.
My name is Ont_Bulldog9. My name comes from where I live (Ontario), Bulldog has been used to describe me (my build and stoic determination, not the lose jowls and drool), and the number 9 (my favourite number).
Now that I've introduced myself, allow me to tell you more. I'm 43, married, I have two girls. You might be surprised to know that I'm not here to meet someone to fuck or even to have a relationship. That may have been my intention 6 or 7 years ago when I first signed up on here, but I never attempted to meet anyone. I just couldn't find a way to put myself out there that I was comfortable with. Yes I'm married and on a sex site. Feel free to judge away if you must. I for one try not to judge. I don't know what people have gone through to get to where they are today. Just as anyone who may read this, doesn't know what I've been through to get to where I am today.
So I'm married, as you read. Happily? For the most part, yes. Is it perfect? Hell no! If you're married and say it's perfect, I will call you a liar. (Yes I tend to call things as I see them.)
My wife is truly one of the nicest people I've had the pleasure to know. She's pretty, intelligent, a great mother and a good wife. She is also very introverted and not very open minded when it comes to sex. (hence the original idea to join this place). We've been married 14 years and I'm proud to say we are best friends.
So why am I still here on this site and now finding the balls to write a blog? Well I'm hoping to figure that out over the course of writing many blogs in the future.
I have lurked around the blogs for years. I guess I'm a bit of a voyeur that way. I've enjoyed reading about the triumphs and tragedies of the bloggers here. I have had some written contact with some bloggers and I've admired some from the sidelines as a classic lurker. I finally decided that blogging here just might be a way for me to try to make sense of the mess that runs around in my head. Get it out there and release some of it. Tell some of my stories and hopefully some of them may interest you. Some may be funny. Some may be sexy. I hope you enjoy them.
So more about myself. I'm 43, I live an hour and a half east of Toronto, in a small town, but I did grow up in the city. I'm average height, I'm a little on the heavy side but thats due to a combination of fat and muscle. I've played sports all my life and still continue to enjoy an active life.
So let's talk about sex... (insert Salt'nPeppa soundtrack).
I love sex. I've been a very sexual person since I lost my virginity at 16. (great story...I will write about it soon.) I've had many experiences. Most of them were great. Some, not so much. I'm hoping to share some of them as I'm sure they will entertain.
On that note I'm going to quit while I'm ahead and wrap up my first blog post.
Hopefully you enjoy it. Please leave a comment. Say hello. Encourage me to continue.
Thanks for reading!
(I'm guessing you are trying to get Salt'nPeppa out of your head right about now! You're welcome!!) 
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