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Travel journal intro , still some time untill leaving
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Travel journal intro , still some time untill leaving Travel Journal introduction First off I am going to go more in depth into who I am and on my reasons for a time away from the uk , as for that simply I am going to begin again I have filled two skips up with all kinds of rubbish but mostly I want a change in direction for my life. I am an artist its not a title that can be earned , that is to say anyone can proclaim to have that title but what does it mean? I have questioed wheather this is something I can keep up not being someone to write a diary and oftern not to keep in touch with others, if anything this will be something to look back on for myself in the future, I hope on here I can be very honest although there is a limit involving some details , my family and out of respect I will endevour to change names of people . Life is largely about respect building and maintaing a certain status. The somewhat nieve big fantasies which broadly many share tend to be like playing for a famous football team, ( I one day sat down in a cafe and thought about this) sleeping with as many different and varied types of woman , going on a wild adventure I could go on but will probably add my own personal fantasies later, you may only discover what you want untill you try, and that last fantasy a wild adventure , implies joy and spontinaity different from a usual ordinary life, my belief is that you deal with problems as you come to them but you dont invite problems into your life if you can help it. It is oftern said that we achieve in the face of disaster and conflictions in your life produce innovation , heres a question I oftern ponder , being naturally passive if a world war broke out again would I join the fight, I know so much is invented in times of war , creativy can be increased in some respects ( thinking of the great war poets) I would join the army I know, not now though, there would have to be one big conflict, I would like to believe that I would stand up and say no I dont have an interest in the politics or harming another, but I know I would join others join the crowd . So having written that I would like a unique experience and to do so I`ll be traveling with my paints to help make it all apart of my adventure. As for seeing lots of varied and different women again a fantasy I will be honest here if nothing happens I will still try to write down whats going on. So here I am an introvert if I was to simply say I was shy , probably the reaction from others could be sympathy or avoidance if they believed I would be unwilling to be apart of what ever Eastbourne So I am in something of a naff* hotel in Eastbourne Sussex, its cheap, a small break before traveling so much to do visas, injections from my g. p , money to divide up and keep safe and many other things. Hopefully after a rest in a different place I will be able to make more decisive plans and set dates, will look out for other a.f.f members to join me in my hotel room, you kind of hope on a arriving at a hotel that your neighbours are attractive student nurses or air hostess` thats the hopefull* thought any way. (where do they stay?) Plan to spend as little money as possble, I have seen in Bangkok hotel rooms going for £9 a night, which as far as my introversion goes is essential to me, hostels are probably something i will have to turn to but for me the idea of sharing a room with nine or more strangers, does`nt really fill me with confidence. But this is apart of traveling, from what I`ve read the slower you go the less stressful travel is so I want to have long stays in someplaces, there are so many little worries flying alone is one but I`ll deal with them when I have to. So I`ve thought a hotel room every one in five stays or more, with other nights in hostels, prehaps farmstays is something I will pursue , earn your accomodation work on someones farm and stay with them, more for later in the journey in Australia, I think. So here I am in a reasonable priced hotel, kind of unisex deco orange and beige and I`ve stocked up on food for a kettle, there must be a recipe book in this : One hundred meals to make with a hotel kettle lots of dried foods noodles etc , thinking of getting some herbs. I am in contact with some a.f.f members in south-east asia so need to wait and see what happens there, lunch time, bought a large pork pie for 50p ,lovely. *Forgot to bring theasarus ( will add on sexual stories next) Why I love tall (African) women or What experiences I have had Here I will recall two experiences that have shaped my attraction to women, two lovers, when you put all the little bits and pieces together to create the perfect partner ( veronica zemanova) I find myself thinking what it is I have that attracted them to me, quiet, british - reserved, not confrontational, I could try to explore what I have learnt about myself but will write about some encounters that I have had. One of my first sexual encounters was with an African woman tall voluptous and confident . She noticed my curiosity , and I did not make too much pretence to hide my staring at her large breasts , working together as the days went on the tops she wore became lower and I oftern found her bending forward within view, she would smile at me and at the time I was content to just stare wide eyed. Now at that period , I had not aquired a preference for arses, that would change, politely she asked if I had a girlfriend and would I like one- partly a sceptical side to me hesitated, after all at school the girls played games in dating trying to get you to go `out with` them so they could then make further giggling and gossip and if a relationship did develop relish in becoming a match maker. With my African amazon we went to cinemas and walks in the country at my parents house we would steal kisses as soon as the lounge was empty, we would many times lay side by side on my bed and oftern as she had done in the cinemas she would undo my jeans zip and hold tight to my cock. Not a petite lady , used to working in manual jobs , inexperienced prehaps as she would pull the foreskin down to much , although some people might like that, and in her delisious african tone she told me she would sit on me. that I was to relax hands sliding over our lower bodies partly fondeling partly pulling down trousers, the first time now, the moment was calm, despite the d.i.y work, a neighbour had starting hammering, but this just made her smile widely, she slid onto my dick holding it with one hand. This first time did take a while to get going and the rest of it was pretty unremarkable but as the relationship went on I grew to love those large round cheeks of hers and in moments alone I would hitch up her skirt and squeeze with both hands.. and since then black women have had a certain appeal but through nieavity on my side the relationship did not last . But i will always remember the hours long sex session at her friend house but most of all what she liked to do was lay on her stomach and have me take her her from behind. I dont know if this was a comment on my sexual maturaity at the time , the height of her ment she almost covered the bed one end to the other , this mocha skinned beauty Still fills my head with that image. she would relax onto her stomach after I had kissed and licked her slit she would call my name, myself I dont get too excited and mostly just smile, (greatfully), on her stomach stretched out she would arch her back just slightly but those round cheeks were still too large to see where to go so taking my dick in my hand I would have to prise them apart at the top to slide down to find the soft moist gap. And I`d take a little time at first to slide in saviouring the moment , now the bed i have is an old fashioned iron one with vertical rails at either end and bed knobs all things to hold onto and thats what she did as I fucked her holding onto her warm hips cock pointed down towards the floor her stretching out even more. Another lover i want to recall that has shaped my desires, was an older woman close to fifty but still very attractive, she gave me my first blow job , prehaps more a medium size kind of woman there were curves there but they had , well slipped a little but still fit in the way that mothers ( and in her case granmothers) are, very talkative in fact non-stop at times and unlike me argumentative it seemed at times she wanted to be hurt or hurting, so prehaps then she could be the victim? . On reflection. there were it appeared so many unspoken regrets within her, I left her after only a few weeks, I know she had been hit by men in the past so many times she would want to pick a fight, how oftern when I was close to her there would be put downs and little insults, once when I was inside her she bite my lip hard no fondness in her eyes but a look of defiance. biting my lower lip and not letting go and I took it, I know now that theres a point to walk away you are not being brave or clever tolerating it In her home her there , she made me feel comfortable, we sat and watched what ever was on the tv, all the family arguing over what next. and authorativly on more than one occasion she would say " right bed`` Sometimes i expect it was aimed at me, it was just sex I know, no real affection or at least some at the begining. Later she was to start being polite , not whining but pleading for me to stay with her but insults or any negative comments do not push me forward or motivate me. But before I left , one time In her room , many of the rooms of her house had no doors as I was to understand a previous lover had removed the doors possible to prevent anyone locking themselves away, we would get straight into bed she would remind me if I had condoms, her young was just next door- another doorless room, apparntly used to many men visiting. At first I was a little embarassed but as someone quite shy its more the start of relationships the getting to know you part which is my down fall, once with someone it , well it takes its course. She would forgive herslf for any insults by joking over herslf, a kind of mock self deprication but later came another insult. We would kiss briefly each of us masterbrating the other but all the time she would move away from my hand , she moved down the bed on all fores and I thought whats she up to, is she going to? yes she is, she pulled up my cock up and up teasing it with fingers and without any touching with her lips swallowed it half way, still me not one to shout out I moaned involentarily, up and down went her head- looking back it was a well practiced pace, then she finished I just smiled at her she went back onto her back and I tried to do the same to her. I placed my mouth between her legs , this is when she grabbed me by the ears and pulled me up the bed " no you dont" she said fuck me , I did. Later she was to openly say in earshot of others how cocks did`nt taste good, others were around but I know the comment was aimed at me-it was partly to tell what she had done and also to say its not happening again. Over our next encounters I would enter her from behind , side ways on the bed. I still sometimes see her and we chat shes not a bad person , I know , she had commented on the notches on her bed post, the young men that still chase her but we both knew it would not be me again. With so many lovers maybe she is trying to find the one, testing them in her own way. But I some how doubt this Who will I meet while backpacking I dont know but it will all be apart of living and learning |
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9/13/2012 8:12 pm |
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