Confessions of a Pervert.

I have great peripheral vision. In other words, I can look at your boobies without directly looking at them. Thus, you can’t say I’m learing or staring, because that involves looking directly at something. Naturally, I am guilty of directly looking, every now and then. In those cases, I follow something Seinfeld said once, “Looking at breasts is like looking at the sun. You get a sense for it, then you look away.”

I masturbate a lot at Lisa Electron. As a result, I can get IMed in the middle of a session. Most of the time, I don’t stop stroking. Just because I’m keeping up with conversation doesn’t mean I’m not pleasuring myself.

Bras are rather curious contraptions. If I ever see a bra-strap or just the outline of a bra on a girl, I think, “Wow, I can see what’s touching her boobies!” And you know what? If a girl isn’t wearing a bra, I think, “Woo, she’s not wearing a bra!” This same logic can be applied to panty-lines. I don’t really see what the big deal about panty-lines are. I think they’re cool. “Wow, I can see what’s touching her Area!” And if a girl is wearing a thong/g-string, I think, “She’s wearing some sexy undies.”

If I’m taking a shower and I hear the water on above me, I can’t help but think about the girl showering above me. The girl floors are all above me. Girl on top, get it? I think, “Wow, if I could see through that floor above me, I could see right up into a naked girl’s Area!” Also, sometimes after I turn the water off, I’ll hear the distinct sound of peeing. From above. I get a voyeuristic little kick out of that.

I look at porn. Not because it turns me on. It doesn’t, usually. Hasn’t for ages. So, why look at porn? Admiration of the female form. Is that such a bad thing? Of course, that’s part of the time. Other times, it’s for a good laugh. Seriously, some porn can be fucking hilarious. I can’t help but smirk when I hear a guy say, “Okay, in the pooper.” Also, boredom is a leading cause of porn, for me. *nods*

I enjoy giving cunnilingus. I can’t understand how any pussy-loving guy could not enjoy cunnilingus. What better way to show a girl how you feel than by wiggling your tongue on her clit until she cums all over your face? I don’t really fantasize about fellatio. I only think about it if a girl tells me that she wants to perform it on me. So rarely I get told that, but it’s happened.

I enjoy having my prostate stimulated. I want a girl to get me up the ass, someday. For other information, refer to this entry. I actually don’t do anal things all that much. Takes too much effort. But damn, when I’m bent over taking Edmund up the ass, I’m in heaven. (Even though I can’t cum from it…)

My collection of TimmyPorn is steadily growing. I could start a softcore website, if I really wanted to. I tend to give it out too freely. Probably because I seek approval or something. Poptart told me not to give it out to other people, so, that should stop my excessive flashing of people.

If I really want to, I can picture anybody naked. Think of the pros and cons of that. And let me tell you: It took a LOT of porn to get a feel for what the Vagina looks like. They’re so different! Yet all the same.

Noticing that a girl’s boobies are bouncing drives me absolutely insane. No, a girl can’t help if she has a more buoyant chest than others. But. If it weren’t for the inevitable face-smack, I’d love nothing more than to just stare. I mean, we’re not talking about noticing a girl’s nipples are poking through her clothes. That’s easy to ignore. I’m talking about obvious sinusoidal bouncing of the boobies. … Oh sorry, spaced out for a second.

That’s about all I can think of at the moment. I’m a giant pervert. I admit it. That doesn’t make me a bad person. : P …Or so I’ve lead myself to believe. *laughs* It’s kind of amusing to me how girls dress attractively. And if I actually acknowledge that they’ve succeeded, well… Stuff. It’s hard to ignore all the stimuli thrown at me.