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Loaning a chick money 9/9/16 - Bye (6 Viewers)

Honestly, what is the point of being married? Just setting an example for your daughter? Would you be ok if she followed the same lifestyle?

 
I'm not here to judge random strangers on the internet :thumbup:

BTW, you'd have to be ####### insane to let Angie live with you!! Dealing with one woman is hard enough, two sounds suicidal! So let her move in and please post updates...

 
Holy ####### cow, we get a great update and it is going to be derailed by people focusing on Ron's father duties?

I've been rooting for Angie ever since she shed a tear during the gang bang. Nice to see her back in the mix.

 
Anybody keeping a running collective of this story and can provide a timeline of events? I am having trouble keeping track of names and positions and the thread is cluttered with judgmental posts. TIA.

 
I have no problems with polygamy as long as they are all honest with each other. It's a completely different world view and offends a lot of people. Just be honest with your daughter when she decides she wants to know what's going on.

 
I have no idea if "your way" is any better, moral, clean, happy, destructive then the way anyone else lives their lives. If you are happy and this lifestyle brings more joy to not only you but everyone else, then good on you. I think suggesting this is somehow "bad" for your daughter is just as silly as saying it's "bad" for children to be raised by homosexuals. Shady - for all we know, his daughter is in a household of loving relationships, which is a lot better than a broken marriage that stays together for the kids (for example). I think that judging how other people want to raise their kids or live their lives is a foolish exercise; plenty of people from normal homes turn out to be dysfunctional as well.
Are you kidding me? Are you really going to put having parents who bang everything in sight in the same category as a monogamous, in love homosexual couple?

 
BigJohn said:
Honestly, what is the point of being married? Just setting an example for your daughter? Would you be ok if she followed the same lifestyle?
We didn't exactly plan for things to work out the way they are. We're married because we want to be married.

Why is that a problem :shrug:

Also - I'd love to hear what the point of being married is.

 
BigJohn said:
Honestly, what is the point of being married? Just setting an example for your daughter? Would you be ok if she followed the same lifestyle?
We didn't exactly plan for things to work out the way they are. We're married because we want to be married.

Why is that a problem :shrug:

Also - I'd love to hear what the point of being married is.
I don't have a problem with it. But, my question is, is there an advantage to being married? Do you get anything emotionally from your wife that you don't get from anybody else? What differentiates her from the other girls?

 
BigJohn said:
Honestly, what is the point of being married? Just setting an example for your daughter? Would you be ok if she followed the same lifestyle?
We didn't exactly plan for things to work out the way they are. We're married because we want to be married.

Why is that a problem :shrug:

Also - I'd love to hear what the point of being married is.
I don't have a problem with it. But, my question is, is there an advantage to being married? Do you get anything emotionally from your wife that you don't get from anybody else? What differentiates her from the other girls?
Real talk: It's turned into nothing more than a trump card for each other's nonsense IMO. When we're really pissed at each other, or someone else or in a group trying to explain "why" when we really don't know why. Either of us will use the "well that's my wife/husband".

When her girlfriend(s) b#### at her for something I'm involved in, "that's my husband, that's why".

When my girlfriend(s) b#### at me for something Wife is involved in, "that's my wife, that's why".

When we're b####ing at each other, "I'm your wife/husband (respectively), that's why"

What's the advantage of being married in your world?

 
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shadyridr said:
Your wife and you dont sleep in the same room and Angie sometimes sleeps in your bed with you? No offense but you sound like a great father. Just a great environment for your daughter to be around. Sorry thats BS man.
I take care of my kids. [/ArizonaRon]

 
BigJohn said:
Honestly, what is the point of being married? Just setting an example for your daughter? Would you be ok if she followed the same lifestyle?
We didn't exactly plan for things to work out the way they are. We're married because we want to be married.

Why is that a problem :shrug:

Also - I'd love to hear what the point of being married is.
I don't have a problem with it. But, my question is, is there an advantage to being married? Do you get anything emotionally from your wife that you don't get from anybody else? What differentiates her from the other girls?
Real talk: It's turned into nothing more than a trump card for each other's nonsense IMO. When we're really pissed at each other, or someone else or in a group trying to explain "why" when we really don't know why. Either of us will use the "well that's my wife/husband".

When her girlfriend(s) b#### at her for something I'm involved in, "that's my husband, that's why".

When my girlfriend(s) b#### at me for something Wife is involved in, "that's my wife, that's why".

When we're b####ing at each other, "I'm your wife/husband (respectively), that's why"

What's the advantage of being married in your world?
I'm not here to debate the merits of marriage, but it means a hell of a lot more to me than that.

 
[SIZE=medium]Saturday morning, I woke up on the couch in the family room with a PS3 controller in my lap and empty Heineken bottles at my feet when I heard my daughter say to me, “dad, I’m hungry”. I gather myself and head into the kitchen to cook her breakfast. I look around the fridge and say, “how about French toast and sausage?” as my wife comes downstairs. My wife says, “We need to make it quick, we’re going to visit cousin today”. I tell my wife the French toast is frozen and the sausages are brown and serve so I’ll have breakfast ready in a few minutes. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The three of us eat while discussing the weekend plans; my wife says she’ll be back Sunday night. “What are you going to do?”, she asks. “No idea”, I said, “maybe just veg out and enjoy some peace and quiet. Last week was crazy with work, I could use a break”. We get done eating, they get themselves together and leave.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]“Silence, I love that sound”. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I turn on NFL Network and sunk back into the couch in the family room. This is pretty much all I want to do.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]A few hours go by as I’m zoned into NFL Network, I hear rumbling coming from upstairs; Girl 1 & Girl 3 come downstairs and head to the kitchen wearing nothing but t-shirts and panties – both had their hair up. No idea they were here. I get up to make another cup of coffee and to say good morning, Girl 3 reciprocates while Girl 1 totally ignores me. Girl 3 says, “she’s always a ##### in the morning” and smacks Girl 1 on the butt.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3 finally decides to speak, “how come you never have chocolate cereal?” Me, “what?”. Her, “chocolate cereal, you never have it. It’s always just Kashi and fruity stuff”. Me, “I’ll add it to the list” (while thinking to myself, this b#### has some nerve). I leave the kitchen and head back over to the family room with my coffee; Girl 3 joins me on the couch, sitting Indian style eating cereal. Girl 3 sits on the floor with bottom of the couch propping her back up eating cereal. If I just met [/SIZE][SIZE=medium]Girl 1, I would have thrown her out of my house by now; I know her personality though – she kind of lives in her own world so I don’t take it personally.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “What are you going to do today?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “I don’t know, maybe nothing.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “well you’re boring” (jokingly). “Wife drove us here last night; I forgot she was leaving today though. My car is still at the bar – she said you wouldn’t mind taking me to get it.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “No problem. Let me get cleaned up and dressed and we’ll go.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 1: “You should have Girl 3 clean you” (devilish grin)[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: (in a matter of fact tone without skipping a beat) “Yup, I’m the best. I’ll need like three bottles to clean you though – guys are dirty”.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “I think I do a pretty good job; I’ll be fine”.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 1: “Trust me, she’s the best. You’ll be the cleanest you’ve ever been”.
Girl 3: “Come on, let’s clean you up”.
[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I figure why not. I’ve been trying to pound Girl 3 for over a year and she never gives in. I know she’s strictly cliquely but for some reason that makes me want to even more. We head upstairs to the main bathroom, she tells me to get the shower hot and she’ll be in shortly. I’m in the shower starting to clean myself when she gets in – her tiny feet are touching mine and I have an instant power boner. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “Point that thing that way”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I turn around thinking, ‘yes, how dare I catch wood while some chick is in the shower with me; especially when it’s one I’ve been trying to screw for way too long – how could I be so rude’. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She goes to work – giving me strict instructions when to move and where. She washes my head, face, neck and back first then legs, #### and balls next while she keeps making several remarks to me being hard (the nerve of me!). She tells me to bend over with one leg up on the side of the tub; she gets down on her knees and a start washing my butt hole like it’s never been washed before. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She tells me to lean forward and relax – at this point I’ve been taking directions without thinking so I do it. She takes a plastic bottle of water and puts the tip in my ### – I jump – she yells “STOP MOVING!!!” as she squeezes the bottle of water up my butt. My reflexes push the water back out and it squirts all over her chest. She screams with excitement. I look back to apologies but she’s smiling like she’s having the time of her life; she repeats this 2 more times.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She then washes herself and performs the same bottle maneuver but squirts in an opposite direction. We finish cleaning and get out of the shower. We head into my bedroom and after she towels off, she bends over and looks back at me while spreading her cheeks open. She says, “See, now that is a clean ### – wanna taste?” I shove my tongue right in her ### then alternate between her vag and ### for a good 15 mins; I turn her on her back and try once again to put my #### in and get “RON, NO”. So I went back to snacking on her ### while I cranked on out.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I’m clean.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 1 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 1's car, Girl 3 says to Girl 1, "He tried to #### me again - gross".[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium] :mellow: [/SIZE]

 
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[SIZE=medium]Saturday morning, I woke up on the couch in the family room with a PS3 controller in my lap and empty Heineken bottles at my feet when I heard my daughter say to me, “dad, I’m hungry”. I gather myself and head into the kitchen to cook her breakfast. I look around the fridge and say, “how about French toast and sausage?” as my wife comes downstairs. My wife says, “We need to make it quick, we’re going to visit cousin today”. I tell my wife the French toast is frozen and the sausages are brown and serve so I’ll have breakfast ready in a few minutes. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]The three of us eat while discussing the weekend plans; my wife says she’ll be back Sunday night. “What are you going to do?”, she asks. “No idea”, I said, “maybe just veg out and enjoy some peace and quiet. Last week was crazy with work, I could use a break”. We get done eating, they get themselves together and leave.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]“Silence, I love that sound”. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I turn on NFL Network and sunk back into the couch in the family room. This is pretty much all I want to do.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]A few hours go by as I’m zoned into NFL Network, I hear rumbling coming from upstairs; Girl 1 & Girl 3 come downstairs and head to the kitchen wearing nothing but t-shirts and panties – both had their hair up. No idea they were here. I get up to make another cup of coffee and to say good morning, Girl 3 reciprocates while Girl 1 totally ignores me. Girl 3 says, “she’s always a ##### in the morning” and smacks Girl 1 on the butt.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 1 finally decides to speak, “how come you never have chocolate cereal?” Me, “what?”. Her, “chocolate cereal, you never have it. It’s always just Kashi and fruity stuff”. Me, “I’ll add it to the list” (while thinking to myself, this b#### has some nerve). I leave the kitchen and head back over to the family room with my coffee; Girl 3 joins me on the couch, sitting Indian style eating cereal. Girl 1 sits on the floor with bottom of the couch propping her back up eating cereal. If I just met [/SIZE][SIZE=medium]Girl 1, I would have thrown her out of my house by now; I know her personality though – she kind of lives in her own world so I don’t take it personally.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “What are you going to do today?”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “I don’t know, maybe nothing.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “well you’re boring” (jokingly). “Wife drove us here last night; I forgot she was leaving today though. My car is still at the bar – she said you wouldn’t mind taking me to get it.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “No problem. Let me get cleaned up and dressed and we’ll go.”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “You should have Girl 1 clean you” (devilish grin)[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 1: (in a matter of fact tone without skipping a beat) “Yup, I’m the best. I’ll need like three bottles to clean you though – guys are dirty”.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Me: “I think I do a pretty good job; I’ll be fine”.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 3: “Trust me, she’s the best. You’ll be the cleanest you’ve ever been”.[/SIZE]

Girl 1: “Come on, let’s clean you up”.

[SIZE=medium]I figure why not. I’ve been trying to pound Girl 1 for over a year and she never gives in. I know she’s strictly cliquely but for some reason that makes me want to even more. We head upstairs to the main bathroom, she tells me to get the shower hot and she’ll be in shortly. I’m in the shower starting to clean myself when she gets in – her tiny feet are touching mine and I have an instant power boner. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]Girl 1: “Point that thing that way”[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I turn around thinking, ‘yes, how dare I catch wood while some chick is in the shower with me; especially when it’s one I’ve been trying to screw for way too long – how could I be so rude’. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She goes to work – giving me strict instructions when to move and where. She washes my head, face, neck and back first then legs, #### and balls next while she keeps making several remarks to me being hard (the nerve of me!). She tells me to bend over with one leg up on the side of the tub; she gets down on her knees and a start washing my butt hole like it’s never been washed before. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She tells me to lean forward and relax – at this point I’ve been taking directions without thinking so I do it. She takes a plastic bottle of water and puts the tip in my ### – I jump – she yells “STOP MOVING!!!” as she squeezes the bottle of water up my butt. My reflexes push the water back out and it squirts all over her chest. She screams with excitement. I look back to apologies but she’s smiling like she’s having the time of her life; she repeats this 2 more times.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]She then washes herself and performs the same bottle maneuver but squirts in an opposite direction. We finish cleaning and get out of the shower. We head into my bedroom and after she towels off, she bends over and looks back at me while spreading her cheeks open. She says, “See, now that is a clean ### – wanna taste?” I shove my tongue right in her ### then alternate between her vag and ### for a good 15 mins; I turn her on her back and try once again to put my #### in and get “RON, NO”. So I went back to snacking on her ### while I cranked on out.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]I’m clean.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium]We get dressed and head downstairs. Girl 3 is laughing and smiling at me, "all clean?" and keeps laughing. While we're driving to get Girl 3's car, Girl 1 says to Girl 3, "He tried to #### me again - gross".[/SIZE]

[SIZE=medium] :mellow: [/SIZE]
Isn't that how it was on Happy Days?

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.

 
[SIZE=medium]Saturday morning, I woke up on the couch in the family room with a PS3 controller in my lap and empty Heineken bottles at my feet when I heard my daughter say to me, “dad, I’m hungry”. [/SIZE]
Nice.

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
Ew yuck.

 
Nothing like a surprise enema in the morning.

I had a similar day when I woke up and made non-frozen french toast and homemade sausage and had sex with my wife.

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up
Nah, he'd never blow his investable dollars on something so frivolous as chocolate cereal.
 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
Did you try to enter the back door? Maybe that's more her scene.

Girl 1 is incredibly bizarre from a sexuality standpoint though. Clearly seems to resent you and engage in some sort of power struggle with you (questioning your cereal choices, ignoring you, minimizing your attractiveness and needs, etc.) yet is willing to engage in some pretty wild acts with you and you're not even her preferred gender. I really don't get it.

 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.

 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.
Squirting poop bottles?
I think it had more to do with the fact that Girl 3 was so tired from having sex with Girl 1 and AR's wife all night while his daughter was sleeping and he played PS3 and drank by himself. Based on Girl 1 not liking the penis, I assume that Girl 3 had to take all of AR's wife's strap on and that probably wore her out.

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up
Nah, he'd never blow his investable dollars on something so frivolous as chocolate cereal.
:lmao:

 
I also find it somewhat strange that Girl 3 didn't join. I assume she regularly sleeps with Girl 1 and you two have hooked up before. Wonder what kept her from coming up.
Squirting poop bottles?
Well, her evil giggle initially didn't seem to suggest that she could be too terribly grossed out by it.

I'm honestly surprised AZ Ron kept it going through all this. I honestly think if a girl did that to me or even just did it to herself I may be too grossed out to keep going.

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:

 
To be fair, I've never shoved a water bottle up my ### and squeezed it, so maybe I'm the naive one here....but wouldn't that have a certain, oh I don't know, "enema-tic" effect?
It was almost noon and my coffee poop was much earlier in the day. There was more than water that came out the first time though.

She didn't flinch either when it sprayed her chest. Like I said, she enjoyed it for some sick reason.
her and Dentist should hook up
Nah, he'd never blow his investable dollars on something so frivolous as chocolate cereal.
:lmao:
:lmao: :lmao:

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
:goodposting:

 
part of me is envious of Ron, part of me pities him. none of me judges him.

i have a hard enough time keeping one woman satisfied, i can't imagine the mental and emotional drain of trying to make sure multiple were happy at all times.

as for those that are saying he's a bad person, father, husband, etc. i don't see it.

while Ron's home may be untraditional, it sounds like there is a lot more love and happiness there than many households that are full of bickering and passive aggressiveness.

appreciate the transparency and stories, always looking forward to the next chapter. :popcorn:
Agree with all of this. I view Ron as the perfect example of a "grass is greener" scenario. I find myself sitting here for a moment envious of his day, then I realized my Sunday consisted of playing golf, watching football, and having sex with my loving wife - a day Ron would probably actually trade me for.

 

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