No, I see your point. I suppose it's hard to understand given that we aren't being deluged with comments and messages. I can see how it would get old with a bunch of horny guys PMing you all the time. It just, I've only written maybe 9 or so comments, ones I meant sincerely and took the time to say with class and kindness, and the only time I heard anything back was when someone misinterpreted my compliment for an insult. But hell, how would a woman know that I was being sincere and hadn't written a hundred similar comments to everyone else? So I guess I have nothing to gripe about. Anyway, I can sympathize with what you are saying, so fuck everything I wasted time and space saying too. ;-)

Hehehe, well if it was possible to climb in a tree here in cyberspace and... ya know... I damn sure wouldn't pass it up, but there are much more comfortable places to trip the light fantastic than a fucking gnarly cottonwood.

Not to change the subject or anything [as he changes the subject] but how many of the pics here do ya'll think were put up by the gals, and how many by disgruntled boyfriends, husbands, etc...? I ask because it seems rare that a woman says thanks for a serious compliment. I'm sure that it also has to do with the fact that some guys act like idiots and lots of the girls are probably harassed to no end, but you rarely see a thank you even for a nice, cogent compliment. Just wondered what you guys thought (gals to).

We ahhh... we need to establish that I don't have a *fetish* for preggos, but rather I appreciate the beauty of a pregnant gal and I think it is "sexy". Viewing preg porn or jonesing for preg sex... NO.

Secondly, we're talking about two different things here, *beholding* women who are pregnant and *impregnating* women who are beholding (to their man). One might get off on impregnating women, but not enjoy viewing pregnant women, and vice-versa.

On to your comments...

1. Well, hell, isn't twice *enough*?

2. Yes, a woman carrying another man's child is sexy, with ONE big exception... MY WIFE.

3. And no, I'm not trying to impregnate each time, but I knew when I was, and it was erotic. Sadly it didn't take but one time each time to do the trick. It was *blam* see you in nine months baby. True, I wouldn't know until the test, but *success* wasn't tantamount, it's the knowledge that "impregnating" was the goal. Also, seeing her face was beautiful and exciting, NOT erotic. We got two different things going on here, the beauty and wonder of pregnancy and the erotic elements of same.

4. Finally, I don't need to impregnate, or to attempt to get off. It is simply a bonus.

Nooge

This guy is from Jerusalem... Jerusalem! I don't know, there is just something very disturbing about the fact that Neoh could be wanking his cocktail wiener three blocks from where Jesus died on the cross. Sorry, it just makes me shudder.

Whew... just when you think things can't get any worse in the Middle East.

Oh, by the by Bondi, what was that you were saying about lengthy messages?

*cough* Boanna's tirade *cough*

Oh I'm well aware that this is Short Attention Span territory, and I'll post shorter stuff as well, but I'm verbose and that is just that. Some guys like big nipples, some don't, but they ain't changing fer nothin'. It's just who I am, and I'm not offended if people just skim on down. The ones that read it and like it, those are the ones I'm interested in, but if you aren't, you're still cool with me.

Holy shit, my nightmare is unscrewing (pun unintended) my cock and leaving it in somewhere (a hot dog stand, oh god!). I've actually had that nightmare TWICE, yikes. But, the thought that a nice, young woman would pick it up and put it to good use, well I never thought about that.

When that song came out, Detachable Penis, by King Missile (how appropriate) I almost died. I think most guys have either fantasized or had nightmares about a detachable penis. When I'm running or rock-climbing I would LOVE to be able to leave that bad boy on the dresser, but sure enough that would be the night that Kate Winslet wanted my body. <grin>

I've dreamed of my own pair of tits to hang on the wall, stopping once in a while for a quick squeeze or nibble... and uh... more "industrial" uses. Ah-hem. The idea of a detachable vagina though, that's kinda scary. Those babies need a whole lot of maintenance, and I just don't have the equipment or the expertise to keep it clean and fresh as a daisy. Hats off to you ladies on that account, the first yeast infection it got and I'd be running down the street screaming for a medic and crying like a little girl.

Still, if I did have a detachable penis, I'd be glad to lend it out - to the right woman of course. I've been on the receiving end of some girls who thought my balls were stamped "Wilson" and ready for volleyball practice. Ouch. So I need some real assurances and probably something in writing guaranteeing it came back in one piece, and that it came in one (or two) piece(s) as well. Hehe. Maybe I could even charge rent, I mean, I'm no John Holmes but it gets the job done. The best deal would be to work it out in trade, my cock for your tits. But hell, if we come to that kind of agreement, why wouldn't we just keep our own bits in place and do it the old-fashioned way. I suppose that would be the ultimate solution to a bag over the head. Anyway, a dream or a nightmare I'm glad my Johnson is permanently attached, even it he still embarrasses me occasionally by standing at attention at exactly the wrong time or keeping me from sliding over to the next hand hold. We're stuck with each other until death or Lorena Bobbitt, and I like it that way.

It’s scary, to be sure. Sex is such a crapshoot, ya know? You might start out just "having fun", but lots of that ends up in marriage, huh? Some women have a powerful need to be protected and sheltered by their man and introducing another guy may make her feel cheapened, somehow less "precious" to you. Surely this doesn't describe all women and some find such stuff the spice of life, but I think any attempt to coerce — even gently — is playing with fire. I've heard too many stories of guys who did this and then it blew up in their face. Like others have said, she might find she has a taste for it and what if you find the reality wasn't the turn-on you expected? Now you've got a lady who is eager to play leapfrog and you opened Pandora's Box.

My opinion is "open marriage" is seriously tough stuff. At the very least it takes two *very* secure people who are fully committed to their relationship lasting. But love is no respecter of the ties that bind, once a heart is stirred for another, going back is near impossible. I think the very best thing you can do is sit down and ask to talk about it, and make a sincere promise to never speak of it again if she wishes. The fact that she doesn't want to talk about it any further though seems like a pretty good indicator that you are close to (or already have) hurt feelings.

My opinion is, you made your play and she said no, that pretty much ends the issue unless *she* re-opens it. Your best action might be to ask her if your effort to get her to do that has hurt her in some way, ask it honestly and with passion. Usually when a woman isn't talking about something, she wants to talk about it, just not the way YOU want to talk about it. Tread lightly my friend cause yo ass may be a hangin' over the abyss. Just my opinion though, take it as such.

Got it right after I posted the note, all I had to do was look. Duh.

Once I figure out how to do that... I will. Newbie dork... present!

Well, I love to mind fuck, so when I read the words of an intelligent woman, her body is secondary (at least then). Do you have any pics? I'm new so I don't know my way around. I have two boys myself and they are the joy of my life. I've never known any greater erotic pleasure than impregnating my wife, and the look on her face when the test was positive, I simply cannot express in words the absolute bliss I experienced at that moment. I gained a new, powerful respect for her when I watched the labor, and it bonded me to her like superglue. I will be with her until one of us dies, if she'll have me, but I confess to being a bit naughty from time to time. I keep it in cyberspace, but I did slip up once. My wife says I am a flirt, and she's right, I am. Anyway, I blame it all on breasts, I am a sucker for boobs, all sizes. My first girlfriend had small breasts with large, protruding nipples and I couldn't keep my hands or mouth off of them. She hooked me on puffy nipples and taught me the joys of the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee. Anyway, I ramble.

Can you clone YOURSELF? Send me the copy, damn. No, but I think that any man would seriously get off on hearing that. Now to be sure, the connotations are scary, but the OFFER is erotic. The fact that a woman would be willing to accept your cock into her body, cum gushing deep inside and filling the void, her vagina hungrily pulling every drop of your semen to her cervix and beyond, and then joyfully squealing when the strip goes pink, it's just erotic. To be sure it is a control issue, the ultimate submission a woman could eagerly give. What comes nine months later, well... that may be another story, but the act of knocking her up, seeing her swollen belly and engorged tits, watching her labor around carrying your child, WHEW it just gets me OFF!

Ut-umm... ok, i'm fine now. Anyway, I can't clone myself, but I'd be glad to go through the motions of... pardon my temerity here... knocking you up, Cutiepie. I'm sure though that neither of our significant others would be extremely joyous about THAT event, for sure. Alas, only one life to live, as one person, what a waste...

Typical. Cutiepie had lots to say when heckling me, and nothing when I post the damn thing. Wounded. <sniff>

Oh well, yea, first date, no... I wouldn't want to hear that. Well... maybe, if we could practice and I had a fast car for the getaway. Hehe.

Hey, give this guy a break, I'm not Speedy Gonzales here... ya know. Geez, some people are so impatient. <grin>

Hell YES pregnant women are sexy, for several different reasons! One, she has a bun in the oven; she is carrying a man's child, what could be more sexy than that? Really? Knocking a woman up is just plain erotic, when a woman looks in your eyes and says, "I want to have your babies", is there ANY man that wouldnt' go weak in the knees at that moment?

Secondly, it is an ancient symbol of fertility. Some of the oldest carvings or sculptures ever found were of pregnant women, it is an age-old archetype. The connotations are endless.

Thirdly... the boobs, the tits, the breasts, those magnificent swelling mammary glands. And the *nipples*, oh lord don't get me started. Big as silver dollars, or sticking out like a separate breast, they are wonderful. When the titty fairy comes, EVERYBODY gets treats!

Lastly, it is the glow from the woman, the way she beams, her look, everything just emanates from her like a cool, spring breeze. She is fully woman and embraces it with wanton aplomb. When a woman looks like that it just stirs something in a (good) man's heart. He wants to protect her, surround her, and draw her near to him so that she may nestle safely in his arms.

Everything about a pregnant woman is sexy, enticing, beautiful, amazing, lovely and poetic. Seeing that photo of Brittany with her bosom cradled in her arms, her swollen womb alive with a stirring life, her body changing and growing to accommodate the little visitor stirs me to the core. There is simply nothing like it, everything to love, and nothing to dislike. A decent man would NEVER view her as "fat", that is absurd. Being fat denotes a lack of self-control, a disregard for one's temple, but being pregnant is a *celebration* of the body, it is the complete fulfillment of "woman" and all that entails. Pregnant women are in fact the loveliest women on the planet, and I know that most men agree with me.

Being allowed to view her body at that state, when she is so protective and vulnerable is truly a gift. It's an insight into our own humanity, our own mortality. Any man who doesn't like the sight of a pregnant woman, is NO man, he is either a fool or an immature clod that doesn't deserve to gaze upon such wonderment. A pregnant woman carried me in her womb for nine months and greeted me with open arms and laughter when I was placed upon her breast. How could I not adore and respect that vision of pure beauty? I view with awe and excitement the nude body of an expectant mother, and I always will.