<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:07:07.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Sex Dating - the diary of a sexual loser</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a loser. No, really. I've been trying to get laid all my life, with no success. Then I found &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;WildMatch&lt;/a&gt;, and ever since then things have been looking up. This site is a blow-by-blow account of my experiences.&lt;p&gt;
&lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pornsite-review.com/WM5m150x150.gif" width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-113964556820390084</id><published>2006-02-10T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:18:14.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing in action</title><content type='html'>Thought you'd lost me? Well, you almost did! It's a long story, and I'm not gonna bore you with it....suffice to say that it involved a &lt;a href="http://classroomclipart.com/images/gallery/Science/Farms/caterpillar-mining-truck-13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Caterpillar mining truck&lt;/a&gt;, an &lt;a href="http://www.nodo50.org/csca/agenda2002/iraq/28-s/mani-madrid.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;anti-war protest in Madrid&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ontrackphotos.com/IMG_1947.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;2 midgets&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sexblogz.com/paris_hilton.php" target="_blank"&gt;Paris Hilton&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know how that sounds, but I assure you that it makes sense in the context.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, this blog is about dating hot chicks. Check out my latest find:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery5.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/supermodel/240914_1.jpg" HEIGHT=300 width="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she just make you drool like an idiot? Actually she did make me drool like an idiot, and that was the end of an almost extatic evening, but I won't go into details. Thank god there are many more where she came from :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-113964556820390084?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/113964556820390084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=113964556820390084&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/113964556820390084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/113964556820390084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2006/02/missing-in-action.html' title='Missing in action'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112912531401430994</id><published>2005-10-12T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:18:08.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Viagra for the soul</title><content type='html'>OK, this is another update that was a long time coming. The fact of the matter is that I've been somewhat limp lately. And don't you bloody laugh, it's no fun. At first I was afraid that it was because my dick keeps getting bigger, that perhaps I didn't have enough blood in my body to fill it any more. I started getting really paranoid about it, imagining that I might pass out from loss of blood if I were to get a real hard-on, and wake up brain-damaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally went to see my doctor. That was most embarassing as well, she's pretty damned hot, and it was awful having to tell her about my problem. She said that I was probably just stressed, and that it would probably improve all by itself. She suggested that I go home, do yoga and relaxation exercises, and to get back to her if the problem persisted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went home and did yoga and relaxation exercises, and nothing helped. I didn't want to go back to my doctor again, so I finally just decided to get my own &lt;a href="http://in.mainentrypoint.com/cgi-bin/svol.cgi/742/280275/F"&gt;viagra&lt;/a&gt; online. It's actually not viagra, but &lt;a href="http://in.mainentrypoint.com/cgi-bin/svol.cgi/742/280275/F"&gt;vidrin&lt;/a&gt;. Same thing though, it's also &lt;a href="http://in.mainentrypoint.com/cgi-bin/svol.cgi/742/280275/F"&gt;Sildenafil Citrate&lt;/a&gt;, only cheaper, and I don't have to go tell my doctor that I'm impotent again. And it's damned awesome! It works wonders, I'm horny as a goat again, and hard as a rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my ass and my new erection back online for some &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;wild sex dating&lt;/a&gt; and just had the time of my life with this babe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery55.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/6buck/230811_9.jpg" HEIGHT=300 width="200"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutie, huh? And she was very impressed with my dick and my stamina :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112912531401430994?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112912531401430994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112912531401430994&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112912531401430994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112912531401430994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/10/viagra-for-soul.html' title='Viagra for the soul'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112746066814802091</id><published>2005-09-23T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:18:02.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Google is a smart-ass</title><content type='html'>So I wasn't having much luck with my dating lately, and decided to get some help. I went to &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Google's image search&lt;/a&gt; to see if that will help. My first search was for "who will have sex with me?" Here's what Google came up with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.amsterdambabe.com/squint.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean wtf.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried "where can I find a hot date?"&lt;br /&gt;Google's response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.amsterdambabe.com/sims.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, right. Very funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112746066814802091?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112746066814802091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112746066814802091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112746066814802091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112746066814802091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/09/google-is-smart-ass.html' title='Google is a smart-ass'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112635257700156576</id><published>2005-09-10T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:54.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa, what a disaster</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery80.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/supermodel/260505_2.jpg" HEIGHT=300 width="200" BORDER=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the girl in the pic above, she's anything but a disaster :)&lt;br /&gt;You're probably wondering what happened to me. Well, emboldened by my growing confidence and my &lt;a href="http://www.epiccash.com/track/track.php?UID=MULE&amp;SID=151&amp;PID=H" target="_blank"&gt;growing member&lt;/a&gt;, I answered an ad in a local newspaper: "Cute divorcee seeks male partner for fun". She answered my letter  immediately, with a pic of herself included, and her phone-number. She was absolutely gorgeous! Real photo-model material. So I mastered my shaky nerves and my shaky voice, called her, and arranged to meet for drinks at 6 PM the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was there at 5:45 PM, and of course she wasn't. At 6:30 PM I was staring hard at a really hideous woman 2 tables away, wondering if it was in fact her, when she walked in, looking even more stunning than in the pic. She was bubbly, friendly, spontaneous, sexy, exciting, all rolled into one. We had a couple of drinks and then went off to a club she'd suggested. I'd never heard of it before, it turned out to be a strip-club. Everyone stared at us when we walked in, as she was the only female customer in there, and I felt extremely proud that she was my date. Not for very long, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out she knew every single guy in there! I still don't know if she used to work there as a stripper, or if she just went in there to pick up guys, but it made me very uncomfortable. But after a few more drinks I sorta relaxed into the situation, especially since she was sorta snuggling up against me and whispering naughty things in my ear all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she invited me to her apartment afterwards, and that's when it turned weird...she had two kids, a boy of 10 and a girl of 12, and she put them to bed while I had another drink. Then we went to her bedroom, and she literally tore my clothes off me, ripped off her own and jumped on me like a madwoman. Which all sounds most exciting, but the kids' bedrooms are right across the hall, and she was making an incredible amount of noise. No-one could sleep through her yelling, she was like Meg Ryan in that movie. My I had great trouble concentrating on keeping my newly-developed pecker semi-hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally (it felt like hours later) she came like an express-train and we both fell asleep. Then at 5 AM something woke me up, and she was sitting on the side of the bed, holding a fucking BREAD-KNIFE in her hand, and staring at me with this vacant Lorena Bobbit-like expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scrambled into my torn clothes and got out of there as fast as I could. Thank god I never gave her my address or phone number. For days I was almost too terrified to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I found the cutie in the pic above, and have been having great cam sex with her. From now on I'm gonna stick to virtual &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;sex dating&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112635257700156576?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112635257700156576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112635257700156576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/09/whoa-what-disaster.html' title='Whoa, what a disaster'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112279006971618044</id><published>2005-07-30T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:48.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blondie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery3.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/supermodel/240829_7.jpg" width="200" height="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a quiet week, just taking my pills and watching my dick grow. It's grown a quarter of an inch already, at this rate I'll be a sexual superman in a few months time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished camming this babe, and it was awesome. Sometimes I wish I'd been born a woman, it would be great to be able to cum so many times in such a short while. LOL, and my dick would have made an enormous clit too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112279006971618044?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112279006971618044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112279006971618044&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112279006971618044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112279006971618044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/another-blondie.html' title='Another blondie'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112229820005318898</id><published>2005-07-25T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:40.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes yes yes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery2.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/supermodel/130218_8.jpg" width="200" height="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa! First thing this morning, my penis pills arrived, and I immediately took an overdose. Of course it's too soon for any physical improvements, but already it's done great things for my confidence. So I logged on to &lt;a href="http://WildMatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;WildMatch&lt;/a&gt; and started browsing the babes. And I found this steaming blonde bimbo. She's hot! And she thinks I'm hot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cammed for an hour, and she came 5 times. I only came once, but that's because I was struggling to hide my dick from her....I didn't want a repeat performance of what happened on Friday. Not easy, that, jerking off without letting on that you only have 3 inches to work with. I almost came all over the keyboard again, just remembered at the last moment to change my aim. But anyway, yeah, it was awesome! I can't wait to cam her again :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112229820005318898?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112229820005318898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112229820005318898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112229820005318898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112229820005318898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/yes-yes-yes.html' title='Yes yes yes!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112221291300318353</id><published>2005-07-24T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:35.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...but never</title><content type='html'>never on a sunday, a sunday, a sunday, 'cause that's my day of rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112221291300318353?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112221291300318353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112221291300318353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112221291300318353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112221291300318353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/but-never.html' title='...but never'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112215358688737834</id><published>2005-07-23T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:27.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm depressed</title><content type='html'>Woke up horny, as usual. Logged on to &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;Wildmatch&lt;/a&gt; to do naughty things with a horny hottie. The first thing I got was a message from the &lt;a href="http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-babe.html"&gt;babe&lt;/a&gt; I was telling you about yesterday, saying that she doesn't want to meet me. Bummer. This is really hard on a guy's ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I asked Lilith to give me some tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- START AL SEARCH --&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;form action="http://www.asklilith.com/search/index.php" method="GET"&gt; &lt;input type="hidden" name="act" value="69"&gt; &lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.asklilith.com/?act=69"&gt; &lt;img src="http://asklilith.com/images/alsb1.gif" border="0" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;input type="text" name="search" value="Type question here..." onfocus="this.value='';"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Search!"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!-- END AL SEARCH --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lilith's cool, I feel much better about myself now, and much more confident. Still a bit worried about the size of my dick though....my pills didn't arrive today, so I guess I'll have to wait for Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112215358688737834?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112215358688737834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112215358688737834&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112215358688737834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112215358688737834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/im-depressed.html' title='I&apos;m depressed'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112209615996229353</id><published>2005-07-22T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:19.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing my own</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.epiccash.com/track/track.php?UID=MULE&amp;SID=151&amp;PID=H" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sexpicsource.com/herbalgains_150x150_02.gif" width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, that does it. After &lt;a href="http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/sexy-couple.html" target="_blank"&gt;my first experience&lt;/a&gt; I was already feeling a bit insecure about the size of my tool, and immediately did a search for &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?sourceid=navclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;rls=GGLG,GGLG:2005-24,GGLG:en&amp;q=penis+pills" target="_blank"&gt;penis pills&lt;/a&gt;. 1.010.000 pages! I guess lots of guys have the same problem. So I ordered a bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm still waiting for it to arrive, and am now getting desperate. I just had the most horrible experience. Logged on to &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;Wildmatch&lt;/a&gt;, found another stunning babe, got on cam, and she couldn't stop laughing. At first she wouldn't tell me why, then she finally said that she'd never seen such a tiny dick. It immediately shrank almost out of existance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my hope is now focused on  the pills. I hope the fuckers work, because my ego is now smaller than my dick. I'll keep you posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112209615996229353?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112209615996229353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112209615996229353&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112209615996229353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112209615996229353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/growing-my-own.html' title='Growing my own'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112202890582086019</id><published>2005-07-22T03:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:13.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a babe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery39.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/6buck/211128_2.jpg" width="300" height="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second attempt worked out a bit better. Browsed through the babes, found this hottie online and asked her to cam, and she said yes. Couldn't believe my luck: nipples out to there, gorgeous face, beautiful body, and horny as a goat! Needless to say, we fucked like bunnies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, we would have fucked like bunnies if we'd gotten to meet. We were both going at it on cam, then I splooged all over the keyboard and it shorted out. Cost me going down to the mall and getting a new one, and by the time I got back she'd logged off. I left her a message saying I'd like to meet her in person, we'll see how that works out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112202890582086019?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112202890582086019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112202890582086019&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112202890582086019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112202890582086019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-babe.html' title='What a babe!'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14719131.post-112202756539720909</id><published>2005-07-22T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T03:17:05.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexy Couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/WildMatch/Gallery1.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gallery.wildmatch.com/newgallerystuff/supermodel/050415_2.jpg" width="200" height="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My first encounter was unnerving, to say the least. Browsing through the members, I found this hot-looking babe, and tried to make contact. Turned out to be a couple. So we got on cam to scope each other out. That's one of the great features of &lt;a href="http://wildmatch.com/wmaster.asp?WID=123476344230&amp;linkID=1030"&gt;WildMatch&lt;/a&gt;: you can actually chat to people on the site via webcam, and see if it clicks before you actually go to the trouble of meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were horny as hell! They got it on straight away. I was missing most of the action because I couldn't get my cam to work. Turned out it wasn't plugged in, but I finally got it going. The cam, that is. I couldn't get my dick going, though. I think it's because the guy was really well-hung, it made me feel inadequate. And he kept looking at me. I swear, if he wasn't boinking his wife I'd have sworn he was gay. So my trusty tool was giving a rather convincing imitation of a dead earthworm. Of course, once we logged off I got a boner that was *yay* long and hard, but it was too late. Oh well, better luck next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14719131-112202756539720909?l=wildsexdating.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/feeds/112202756539720909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14719131&amp;postID=112202756539720909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112202756539720909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14719131/posts/default/112202756539720909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wildsexdating.blogspot.com/2005/07/sexy-couple.html' title='Sexy Couple'/><author><name>me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
