| From: Fantasies of Vintage Curves ('70s, some '80s, some late '60s) by profvolup My mind started running after reading this thread under "Sex and Relationships" ...
Thread: "Have you been jacking off since the mid-70s?"
- http://www.jackinchat.com/viewthread.php?tID=82526
But since I'm wordy, I don't want to distract or tangent people there.
o Growing Up
I've had many fantasies over the years, but nothing compares to my desire to have been born in the late '40s or early '50s, and been an adult in the sexual revolution of the '60s, '70s and even a tad into the '80s.
I was actually born in the mid '70s, and I didn't start jacking off until the mid '80s. My dick 'woke up' at age 9, but because of 'parenting' (very judgemental) I thought I was 'defective' and 'bad' when I was waking up after wet dreams (or in the middle of them). Finally told an older friend, and he finally 'freed up' from it all. He also liked the ladies I did, and was very 'helpful,' even if was non-nude stuff he was sharing.
The funny thing is that I had a deep lust for curvy brunettes since before the end of the '70s. Being not even 5, I couldn't understand more than 'tits,' but in the end, it was the curvy figure, breeding hips, powerful thighs and those hourglass figures as much as top heavy.
Unfortunately I didn't become sexually active with women until AIDS was upon us, limiting my opportunties to 'frontage' aka 'outercourse' and there were some other factors that kept me from having intercourse (long story). So while I had a lot of girlfriends, I missed out on a lot of experiences being a teenage man of the late '80s to early '90s.
Prior to my wife (we met young, in colleg), I only had a pair of full, bareback lovers. I rarely went into other women, even with a condom, much less without.
o The Full, Bareback Lovers
Both were '70s or early '80s type lookers, despite it being the '90s, ones I still jack off to thoughts of today.
One was this mid 30s, 4-eyed barbie doll mother of 2 that I had a short-lived, torrid affair with. Yeah, not my proudest moment, she was married, I'm glad she ended it, as I would have screwed up everything for her family. Her long, flowing blonde hair and green eyes destroyed me (even though I'm a brunette lover by fair).
After 2 kids, she never felt her husband, and he had never orally pleasured her, while I was a very fit'n strong 18yo who lifted her up against the wall, ate her out, as well as plungered her in ways I could never anyone my age (and most women never let me in them, even with a condom).
The other was a mid 40s woman, still living the '70s look, which a lot of guys made fun of her for. OMG her flowing hair was just so enchanting, and while she was thinner than my typical, she still had a killer hourglass. I used her like a ragdoll and, well, physically she couldn't get enough of me, but I was too immature personality-wise.
o Disappointed in Modern Porn
We're spoiled today with porn, and have been all century. If you want it, you can find it. And yet, there's so much we don't have, or is rarely found ... even with the sheer volume out there.
The '80s started it with ...
- Focus on the cumshot, 'painting the face' and other things
The '90s killed it with ...
- Shaved pubic
- 'Stick with tits'
Granted, there's been a rebirth of curvature, plus the former eastern bloc bringing back classic lookers ... that's been my mainstay. Still, there's not a day that goes by that I don't miss many aspects of the following.
- All-natural bodies, softness to form
- Very thick, totally untrimmed pubic hair
- Matching matching brunette bush to topping
- Uncontrolled ejaculations, all over everything
- Into the bush, around the mouth, even late pullouts
- The riding cowgirl 'pullout fountain' is my favorite
- Re-insertions are rare too
It's like we've reached the 'Gonzo era' where everything is explicit and in-your-face, from way-in-advance pull-outs to almost too explicit creampies that make you feel no 'passion' was there. Blowjobs are still heavily about those cumshots, although I do enjoy pornstars that really 'work over' the man, and right up to the edge, and through.
I'm also a man that ate out ladies prior to the mid-'90s when shaving was popular, so I had no trouble eating without gagging, even on the thickest of bush. I loved 'matting up' my wife's thick bush (before she started shaving -- sigh, long story), and even going back in and creaming and re-creaming, feeling my prior ejaculate all over.
So it's not a shocker that my favorite Playboy Playmates I 're-discovered' later are all '70s (plus '80s, just '70s shown).
I also love finding vintage models as well as porn, but not so much the late "Golden Age of Porn" in the '80s where cumshots were almost 'manufactured.' The only reason I still like '80s porn is because of the bush and the 'pullout fountains' and other, quite 'unsafe' sex.
Which brings me to 'where I belong.'
o Born 25 years too late
I figure should have been born around 1950, and dropping my cock into everything that moved by the late '60s until the early '80s when AIDS became an unavoidable reality. Not to get 'too technical,' before then, with a few exceptions, almost anything could be 'cured' with a shot, or otherwise 'dealt with.' Hep-C -- the hetro Boomer's AIDS -- wouldn't show up for another 20+ years, and many people are surviving it too.
I was too athletic, fit, strong and too much of an entrepreneur for my time, which was all looked at differently in my time of the '80s and '90s. By then, women were turned off by the stigmas of anything outside of law or medecine.
As a degreed engineer and technology geek, who quickly went self-employed in his young career and travelled everywhere, I would have been much more 'at home' in the '60s and '70s, where the stigmas weren't established about 'nerds' -- which I ran into despite my looks and body. I mean, I had lots of girlfriends, but they all had 'issues' with their friends and their friend's boyfriends being in completely different industries, let alone work related hobbies. I mean, I surfed, I love spectator sports (being a former ball player of several myself), but the 'work' aspects never fit.
Today, at least 'tech' is back in, although a lot of it is faux. At the same time, spectator sports are down, especially among 'technies,' and we have the 'clean shaven' and combination of either 'stick with tits' v. every woman is a 'hot' now, when really 80%+ of BBWs are just straight-shaped or bottom heavy, and don't have good curvature head-to-toe (sub 20% of full figured).
Don't get me wrong, we're spoiled. I'm sure I wouldn't have an issue 'dating' if I had to again. But it's not my world. It really isn't. And even the '80s and '90s weren.t
And PC-wise, it just won't fly. Men are expected to be passive, and I was myself ... until my wife 'unleashed' my 'inner stud.' In fact, sometimes I also think the combination of me being so 'passive' (combination of '80s attitudes with my strict upringing) made me different than I would have been had I grown up in the '60s.
o The '70s (into '80s) Fantasy
Which is why I keep coming back to the thought of being late teens in the late '60s, my 20s in the '70s, and tapering off my sexual exploits in my 30s by the first half of the '80s, and finally 'settling down.'
The thought of being a young, self-employed engineer with patents and ideas, even products or licensing relationships, traveling, not giving a fuck what I 'hit,' all while having some 'insiders' via 'relationships,' especially since I have always adored older women ... especially women not 'satisfied' post-pregnancy, especially divorcees who weren't those 'teenage bodies' any more, and were under-appreciated by their husbands.
And all of these following examples can be part of the same 'fantasy world' too.
o The Executive Secretary
A great example is this picture ...
- http://www.imagebam.com/image/ffec951298188884
I know this is probably into the '80s, but I can still imagine it '70s if it's not. Maybe I now early to mid 20s, with a mid-to-late 30'ish executive secretary like her, but I'm not quite 'using' her.
I see she's sleeping with a couple of executives, just because its expected, and being 'used' a bit more than she wants, of course. She needs to job with a daughter (who she had a very young age) headed to college. But what started as a selfish ploy for me to gain insider knowledge of their dealings ends up being a torrid oral affair where I often 'clean her up' as well as get head, and it spirals from there.
o Strong, Female Entrepreneur
More PC is the idea of strong, self-reliant (especially if because of a divorce too) female entrepreneur of late 20s or early 30s), that I treat as an equal and share opportunities with. This is before all of the separation of sex from work, and we end up fucking ... a lot, when we get to see one another.
- http://www.imagebam.com/image/b31e161298188924
o Sharing My Girlfriend
Probably more towards my late teens and college years in the fantasy, I could see a lot of 'sharing' of my girlfriend. Take Clyda here, the perfect example.
- http://www.imagebam.com/image/8a851a1298188974
She's not on my dick, but on yours, with your girlfriend 'encouraging' you to enjoy her, even filling her. As I said, I got used to giving myself 'sloppy seconds' with my wife early into my marriage. So if I trusted another stud as much as myself, it would bother me none.
I wouldn't even want to reciprocate, unless you're into such. I mean, after you've filled Clyda, I'd have her after you, dripping your goo, while you're girlfriend was busy 'pampering you' after your creampie in Clyda.
Of course, if you'd like watching something in Clyda's mouth while you fuck her, I can provide that, and if you awnt your girlfriend wants to 'play around' with both you and I, that's fine too. It's really up to you.
I also see this 'sharing' extending into the later years, with the job and other things -- especially if you want to imagine yourself working locally and traveling less. That is, whatever pussy is 'unattended to' in our shared building, you're more than entitled to it while I'm gone! 
No restrictions. Going the other way, I don't mind some on restrictions me with your favorites ... for those of you interested in the same fantasy.
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| From: Depressed and lonely... by profvolup I was 19, and swore off women, early in college.
I was tired of women complaining if I acted like a computer geek. This was before being a 'techie' was chic. They also bitched if I gained 5lbs., especially when some weighed as much as me, as I always liked curvy women.
I went on nearly a full year without dating. I gained 40lbs. and did a shitload of porn ... I mean a shitload. I even tried going 'born again Christian' at one point, but that just made me have more answers.
And then I realized the obviousness of the truth.
I'm the only one that can make myself happy. And I started applying that to everything I did. That babe in the magazine? When I got off, I fucking loved it. I smiled, like we really enjoyed it together. Even said, as cheesy as it sounds, 'She's lucky that wasn't for real!'
I started thanking my Creator for making me a man, able to enjoy beauty, curves and everything else. I stopped thinking negatively about any ex-girlfriend, even the ones who cheated on me, and would only remember the fond things. The ones that made me love them.
I refused to let anything negative keep me down, and my entire attitude changed. I still 'worked out,' but I stopped trying to be a 'trophy body' for women. If a woman said, 'you'd be even hotter if you dropped 15lbs.,' or, 'it would be better if you didn't talk about your job and your geeky friends,' I smiled and said, 'thank you,' and crossed them off my list.
About 3 months later ... I met my wife, and want to marry her within days. She was the first woman to love me for who I am, not what I looked like or how fit I was or 'geez, you really are a geek under that jocksuit!' And everyone told me she was a mistake too, for all sorts of reasons, from friends to parents. My mother even basically gave me the shittiest of comments when I got engaged.
I also don't know if my marriage would have lasted (nearly 25 years now -- and yes, we met very young), if I wouldn't have changed my attitude before I met her. I probably might have not even dated her too, which makes me cry when I think about it. But I'm glad it all happened like it did.
I know this sounds over-simplified, but find whatever to make you happy. Start looking at the good in anything, never the negative.
I hope you find a friend ... but find yourself too. Find the ability to be content ... completely alone. Because then you'll find far more.
At least that's what happened for me. Although my apologies if you didn't find this helpful.
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