You can choose to be offended and chocked or you can be curious and humorous about it.

We have several sex-dating-sites here in Denmark, but after a recommendation from Doom, I went into the one, which I believe is the most known.

I have later heard many talk about how chocked they were, when they entered this site, and how they hated it. But I really loved the site.

Again … I think it has a great deal to do with the mindset you have when you enter either normal dating or sex dating. Take it for what it is and be clarified of what you want to obtain on the specific site, and most importantly, you have to be in balance with yourself.

The people on that site are so much more tolerant and liberated than many of the men I have written to on normal dating apps. Men on normal dating apps often had a tendency (my view, not general statistic) to be very prudent and had an old-fashioned view of a woman if she had more sex partners.

Which I found a bit ironic, as I still had a very low body count compared to many of them, despite my age, and even if I had slept with more than a hundred men, who could possibly care? It is not like either the men or female parts are going to be worn out.

Anyway, on this site the sky was the limit when it came to sexual orientations, fetiches and kinks. (Except kids and animals of course).

I think I had been there for about 1 minute before the first dickpic entered my mailbox. After half an hour I had seen maybe the first 10-15 pics. This is why other women shy away from the site, but I don’t care. After a while you go “dick-blind”, and the day isn’t really started before you have seen a photo of an erected penis.

A day or so later I had the first conversation with a man with an out of the ordinary kink.

He called him self the diaper-man, and I think you can guess his kink. I wrote back, that I was pretty sure that I wasn’t compatible with that kink, but then we had a looong conversation about the kink, what it did to him, and he complained about how hard it was to find women, who had the same interest. I answered that I was no expert, but I would assume that if we women have to cuddle and put diaper on a man, it will associate to something that is not erotic at all. We wrote together for a long time, even though we knew we never would meet up. He was really sweet to write with.

The conversations I have had on that site … I was overwhelmed, fascinated and intrigued.

I have received offers from all sorts. There were the pre-lickers, the after-lickers, the stranglers, underwear-guys, a man who wanted me to put a saddle on him and whip him and of course the urine, feaces and other body-secretes. The most bizarre one I had in that spectrum was a guy who was totally turned on by earwax.

Maybe the most surreal conversation of my entire life, and I was baffled about HOW in the world you could produce enough earwax to get something sexual going. But again, it shows my naivete. 😉

And there of course the slaves and masters. That fascinated me. Not the masters. If men wrote to me that they were dominant, I turned away. I was still afraid that they would “turn” to be rapist. I know that is not rational but that is what I believed at that point, and I was still being cautious.

But the slaves intrigued me, and I wrote a great deal with some of them. I’ll come back to that in a later post.

The funniest offer I got, was actually not on this site, but on Facebook.

Some random guy wrote to me out of the blue. A very handsome guy, young and successful looking (or maybe it wasn’t his Porsche in his profile picture).

He asked very politely if I would be interested in something out of the ordinary.

“Sure, let’s hear it,” I wrote back. Always curious about other people.
“Okay, here goes. I am sorry, if I offend you, but feel free to say no.”
“Okay, shoot.”
“If I were to offer you 10.000 Danish kroners (about 1300 USD), would you be willing to pee on a carpet in front of me, while I masturbate?”

I thought a moment and asked him how fast he was, because I’m a middle-aged woman, I can’t squat for a long period.

He was fast he promised. ;-)

“Thank you, but I have to decline. Even though I’m a single mum, I can’t see myself doing that kind of stuff.”
“Okay, then 15.000 DKK (about 2000 USD),” he wrote.

I would be lying if I said I didn’t really consider it for a moment. Easy money, but in the end I declined. Even though I had grown immensely, I was still an ordinary ex-housewife, accountant and middle-aged woman.

He then asked if we could do it in swimming pool and at last if he could buy a pair of underwear from me.

That was fun. 😉

The offers women get on dating sites are priceless sometimes.

The only one offer that really made my skin crawl was from the syringe-guy. If you are male reader, begin to squirm right about now …

He liked women to put needles into his testicles. I never got to ask him why it should be syringes, and if he wanted something to be injected, but he really liked that.

Mortified, I asked my sister, who also had been on the site previously, and she just said: “Syringe-guy?? Is he still there? You gotta love him for keeping up hope!” Apparently, he is kind of a legend in there. ;-)

But besides the fun offers and the even bigger number of men with extreeeemely bad communication skills, I wrote with many fun and interesting people. Both male and female. The common thing was that they all loved sex, and they were all free-spirited. They were sexparties arranged, or get-togethers in local bowling alleys or even weekend-get-aways where the main purpose was sex.

I found this extremely fascinating, although I never attended any of that myself. I never had the balls for that.

This site opened up a completely new world for me and I hope you will follow me on this journey.

In the next episode I will tell you about the priest and the magician. And we are not entering a roleplay universe from Dungeons and Dragons. 😉

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