[Petechons]

Farewell, and all the best.

But I do hope that sometime in the future you and your lady will be able to come to a better equilibrium.

[Anonymous]

Erm… wow!  😮

I certainly wasn't expecting this many responses!  Thank you all for your kind words – I'm overcome.

Strangely enough the reason I'm going isn't that my future wife is angry at me for harbouring secret fetishes that she finds disgusting, or is repulsed that I've pleasured myself using pictures of muscular women or anything.  Quite the opposite in fact.  I feel some urge to share this with you all, even though it's a bit of a long story, so apologies for just diving right in:

I'm mid 20s, but my partner's 9 years older than me, and I thought I'd found out everything about her life in the 4 years we've been together, but she really shocked me the other day.  Neither of us are fat, but we could both do with losing a few pounds and at breakfast last week we were talking about getting in shape in time for the wedding and trying to outdo each other in our pledges of exercising.  "Oh yeah," she said, "and I could get my six-pack back again…" I was so surprised I spluttered my cornflakes over the table.  It turns out that there was a period in her life after she'd divorced very young when she was going to the gym 4 times a week, plus running, exercise bike and exercise videos at home.  It helped her cope with the stress and she got a bit addicted.

She'd said that she used to be fitter earlier in her life in one or two previous conversations, but only in very vague terms and only in passing.  I think she found it funny how I started sweating and having hot flushes as she talked about it more.  She showed me a couple of photos she had from that period and she had some fitness-type muscle, but also a nice six pack (not as ripped as some people but nicely defined).

She also told me about how some guys at the gym had tried to get together with her over this 2-3 year period because she was buff.  One Turkish guy in particular became besotted with her and wanted to watch videos of naked musclewomen with her, which amused her at the time (come to think of it, he's probably lurking on this board right now!).

Anyway, I think she might have previously suspected that I'd had a thing for muscular women from hints she'd picked up over the years, but certainly not the full extent of it.  So we discussed my fascination with femuscle for a while.  I'd always been scared she'd think it was weird or something, but she was so cool with it and even started pretending to do muscle poses, which was so cute!

Then the next night I was laying in bed and she got out some weights and started doing curls – just for my benefit – all sexy like.  Then she started play-wrestling with me and rolled on top of me and forced my arms down, holding them in place.  Then she did a double-biceps pose with a cute 'grrr!!!' and we had a really sweet bit of role play.  I was blown away.  She's such a fantastic woman!

I've always worked hard to please her in bed and she's always been very happy, but I've always had problems getting fulfilled myself.  I've always found it impossible to come unless I'm at least partially fantastising about femuscle – whether I'm masturbating or making love.  (who knows, maybe she's always been fantasising about Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt meanwhile?)  This need to fantasise has always troubled me as I felt it got in the way of me being fully present at crucial points when we were making love.  It also felt a bit like I was being unfaithful to her by masturbating to drawings or pics of other women, even though I often felt powerless to resist being turned on by them and really enjoying them.

I've also never been able to come from a blow job, regardless of how hard I (and any girl) tried.  Since my partner has always prided herself on her ability in this area, she's said a number of times how disappointed she felt that she couldn't give me satisfying oral sex the way I gave her (although I've only ever seen my inability to come from a blow job as my own personal failing rather than anyone else's).

Anyway, it seems that she really liked the fact that I was getting so turned on by this kind of playing with my femuscle fantasy and she said she was glad to be able to finally give me something special too – and she also found it fun.  I was overjoyed, but started encountering problems – I found it easy to masturbate while she lifted weights naked across the room, but when we came to make love, I still needed to fantasise to go that last bit towards coming.  This shocked me.  Why should I still need to do that?  I gave the matter a lot of thought as it somehow didn't feel right at all.  I'd got what I'd wished for for years – a girl with a great heart who was cool with that side of me and even wanted to play with it a bit (and has started working out in the gym again), and yet I still had a need to be elsewhere mentally at times when we made love.

When I came to see that my attraction to femuscle could also have an overt expression in our relationship and be played with in a fun and beneficial way, I realised that I needed to open up to this opportunity and part of that was to change the way that my sexual response to femuscle triggers was arising – to move it from an objectification of a picture/video to being in the moment with my partner and enjoying the experience together without being somewhere else fantasising about things.  Not only have we had some brilliant times playing with this aspect of myself in bed, but I was amazed to find that last night I didn't need to fantasise some femuscle element while making love in order to come.  It was a moment of very special intimacy for me and a personal landmark.

My partner is a truly beautiful human being (and very sexy!) (but then I would say that, wouldn't I?) and I came to understand that although femuscle will always be appealing to me, the expression of this part of myself should only be through my interaction with her.  Perhaps it sounds like I was forcing a part of myself back in the box in doing this, and I admit that the first day or two I felt an immense resistance as if I was doing something unnatural, but then I felt very liberated.  I came to see that the resistance was only a resistance to change and moving out of behaviour patterns I've had since I was a little boy.  I feel great now!

Last night she sneezed while we were making love and had the most amazing vaginal muscular contraction.  When she saw the look on my face she asked if that felt good and when I frantically nodded she disappeared for a sec.  I thought I'd finally managed to offend her, but she came back with the hoover bag and took a sniff of the contents, which set off a sneezing fit as we continued making love.  It must have been hell for her nose after a while, but it felt AMAZING and I just came.  I was so touched by how generous she'd been as well as the whole experience of coming like that for the first time.  (so here's a tip for all you blokes out there – get your girlfriend a book on Kegels (pelvic floor exercises) like my partner bought today and experiment together.  Apparently girls get a lot from it too.  Have fun together!)

So there you have it.  I'm deeply in love with her and feel very honoured to be marrying her next year. 

Anyway, I think I'd better go again – before I write another few volumes of War and Peace  😉

Best wishes to you all!  I hope beautiful things happen in your lives in the near future – that would make me very happy. 

Dan

[Anonymous]

Oh well…better late than never…

Seems I just got here and you're leaving, but for the right reasons.

Fantasy is good, but its just that, fantasy. Real life is a labor of love.

You've got someone who loves you for you and I know all about that.
And sacrifice makes a marrage, hands down.

Well met friend Random, may you always find your way…

[Amazon Lover]

You're a very, very lucky man!

Don't be afraid to drop by and share any more stories (Provided your fiancee approves, of course!).

[Strickalator]

well thats pretty cool then

[dwarfpriest]

I'm another late comer, and dont know you well, but I'm happy to heard from someone that found someone special, in more than one way.
See ya, man, hope to still run into you in these foruns sometime. And my best wishes for you and your fianceé.  😀

[femfortefan]

I too wish you best of luck and tons of happiness.
you're leaving behind a lot of great morphs to remember you by, so you're not about to be forgoten.

And i just know you'll be back some day… 👿

salut.
FFF

[Petechons]

Cool, congratulations.

[BlackKusanagi]

Holy hell you lucked out.

Congrats man, and were still here if you need us. Haha, good luck with Married Life. ^_^

[Lingster]

He'll come back.  They always do.  👿

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