The Bar of Broken Dreams

another broken dream heh??

 

Shattered, because all my life I had been hoping somebody else would write the damned book.

 

I want some quantum knickers.

 

The poetry I write expresses quantum mechanics and the poems come in a wide variety of shapes, including two poems of a man with a hardon and a woman that he fits into perfectly. The Chinese sometimes play with them as refrigerator magnets, swapping them around to see what kind of shapes they can make as if playing with paper dolls. One of my poems is in the shape of a mushroom, another a toilet, and many are shaped like people, clothing, etc.

 

I like you. You are wild and mind blowing.
I only wanted the knickers to take me to another dimension. Lol

 

Soon enough, the computers will spit out all of the poems, and once we have the complete mathematics they can be automated and take you anywhere your little heart desires. Just be careful what you ask for!

 

That is so true. I am always joking around. But in truth as we age we are all just commodities.
Dreams are out of the window.
I have to do everything now, before it's too late.

 

fixing broken dreams!! - watched a doco last night - we can now make avatars of ourselves in the flesh to be stored on whatever - the are programmed with thousands of questions and answers - when we die these can then be used by our younger family members to sit and ask us questions which will be answered effectively and honestly - now that I like! - magic!

 

give us some poems woolee??

 

I think I have mentioned before that my first Wife and I did Wife Swapping (Swinging now) for around 8 years when I was in my 20s.
As said before we met some very very very interesting people and had loads of lovely experiences even today I think about now and again.

True story.
One of the more interesting Swappers was a bloke and his Wife who ran a strippers agency, and his Wife was one of the strippers.
My God she was some woman with 38DD Titties and a rest of body to match.
Her and her hubby used to come to ours at times, and he always brought a film projector which he would show us Blue Movies so as to get us in the mood like.
That would get us horny and away we went!

Aside from that in the bedroom with me alone with her she would treat me to my own private strip, and of course that would get me another stonker on!

Happy days.
I often dream I could see her again as well, but that ain't gonna happen so is a broken dream!

Mind you I suppose her Titties will have gone south by now.
But still.
If I could see her just one more time, I would push them up so as to help them go north!
If you get the drift!

I have other true stories I could tell you from that time, but I doubt anyone would be interested in hearing about any more!

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Tell them Boozy.

 

NNnnnnnnaaaaaa Gal.
I don't think anyone is interested.

 

They might be?????

 

more boozer ; more R kid!! - tell like we told 'em down old kenny road!! - we used to walk down old kenny road following some girls and shout out "heh der girl" and they would reply "wot" and we'd all chorus "d'ya wanna fella"??

 

He won't listen. Lol

 

I will but I have been busy!
I had another true incident to tell you.
When I worked for Fords in Halwood in Liverpool I worked with a guy who was at that time my best friend.
At the time Wifey and I had been doing Wife Swapping for a few years, but of course we kept it secret from everyone, including best friends.
But I said to my Wife.

'Hey Darlin' i am going out with John tonight, would you be up for me bringing him back and having a bit of sexy fun with him?
She said O.K. lets have some fun.

He and I had been on a pub crawl in Liverpool town centre, and I said 'Hey John, would you like to come back and have another beer?
He said 'Yes'.
So I bring him back and open a beer and he is sitting on the settee.
Then comes through the door my Wife who was very attractive clothed in a sexy nightie.
After a few words she opens the front of the nightie to reveal Stockings and Suspenders and frilly Bra and walks over to John.

I can remember his face now as he was so gob smacked.
She start to stroke his face and his hair and moving slowly down to opening his flies, playing with him and putting his Todger in her mouth.

To cut a long story short the three of us went upstairs to our bedroom and the pair of us gave my Wifey a real good rodgering till about 4.00am in the morning.

The thing was as well.
He could fuck for England, and just went on and on and on.
My Missus loved it though!

We only ever did that with him the once.

My Broken Dream was that I wanted to give his missus one, but that never happened, and she never did get to know what her Hubby had done.

Aaaahhhh still.

Happy days!

 

Well Boozy. I didn't know all this about you.
Very brave to post it.
I can't wait to see what Fitzy has to say.

 

I don't think it is brave of me at all to tell this here.
I am not ashamed of anything of what we did.
No harm was done, and it was all very exciting and interesting at the time.

 

well boozer some would say you are quite an unusual man sharing his wifey around like that - I had a mate of mine who used to do some public singing around a few bars - he was very shy with women usually - but a couple in the audience invited him over for a drink at the break and got talkin about threesome games - they invited over to their place and this guy just wanted to watch his wife with my mate and take non- indentifiable pics but never wanted to take part. This freaked my mate out for the first few times until he got used to it - he was a silky brown malaysian guy and they were whities!!

 

Thank you for your mate experience, and interesting too.
Regarding me being unusual.
I will take that as a compliment!
Yes but you have to think of it in the context that my Wife at that time for around 8 years of our Marriage were Wife Swapping, so having a threesome with him was nothing.
I had threesomes with my Wife and at least one other Woman a few times.
No big deal!
And if all of that makes me a rather unusual bloke I am happy with that.

I would prefer all of that in my life at the time, than just being a boring fart who hasn't travelled or done naughty and riskay things in their life.

Life is for living my friend.

And I intend to live it till the day I die.

No Wife Swapping now of course!