An amputee. A postal worker. An Ugandan. An Accountant. The Ice Cream Man. A woman over six feet. A man with three balls.
That isn’t my to-do list but some examples I’ve heard over the years.
I used to have one but I found it useless, in the way I relate to women. The women I want to fuck are usually women that I like and respect. I see them more than just some checkmark on a list. I would feel guilty about bragging about hooking up with them. And then there’s women I don’t respect, and I don’t have any desire to fuck a woman I don’t respect. Or talking about hooking up with such women, to other people.
I never kept a to-do list, but in college my girlfriend and I kept a where-to-do list. In the library stacks, on the 50 yard line in the football stadium, in a lecture hall…
Funnily enough, I met a pair last weekend. But I couldn’t talk to them much because I was busy setting up another date. And in cold stark reality, I seriously doubt that they do threesomes together.
I don’t have a specific sexual to-do list (although the concept is intriguing), but I do have a general Bucket List with three sex-related items on it:
Join the Mile-High Club.
Have sex with a black woman.
Have sex with an Asian woman.
Someday, if I ever have the time, money, and most importantly, Mrs. Homie’s approval (yeah, right), I’m going to go to Carson City and visit the brothels…
My first guess is that such a list would be kept by insecure, immature narcissists who do not have any real idea how to relate to another living person as a peer rather than as a sexual playtoy.
I don’t have a formal list but I do have a couple of things I want to do. A mother daughter threesome kind of turns me on or even an older woman younger woman thing. Now that I have past the big 60 I seem to find myself wanting one more affair with a twenty something. I have had a couple of possible opportunities but for some reason felt very odd playing the game and turned away from it. I guess if it is going to happen i just might have to pay for it.
Same. There’s a certain amount of ‘who’ implied in a couple of the 'what’s, but they’d be more ‘if I’m in a sexual relationship with someone I can actually do this with, then I want to do it’.
Kind of, but I was an inexperienced teenager at the time and so it was a pretty pathetic list. And it was mostly just a joke. A guy with a bunch of tattoos (check), a Latino (half check I guess?), a public place (several checks)…I can’t even remember the rest.
Years ago I lived in Carson City. The women who worked the brothels are pretty much the same demographic as the rest of that area: white, mainly scrawny Scots-Irish. It’s the customers who come from far away (mainly in the cabs of long-haul trucks).
Also, they don’t want the front parlor to become a a sausagefest of guys who can’t make up their minds. (who would want to walk into what they expect to be a sexual situation only to be met by a crowd of guys and the air filled with man-stink?) The women on duty line up, and you must make your choice right away or be asked to leave. For this reason, men usually choose what’s familiar to them: whichever woman who most resembles their wives.
