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I'm very curious about radar, or intuition.
Some of us Men have what we call radar.
An example would be knowing within a few moments of entering a bar or party which of the ladies are after cock... I've never been wrong.
I had an experience this past weekend where a gorgeous Amazon woman toldme she "knew I was stashing what she was after.... after an entire evening of her 6'2" body all over me. It was literally the hottest experience of my life.
Does this radar actually exist, because I've had women look at me with an "I know your secret" glance on numerous occasions.
 
I'm very curious about radar, or intuition.
Some of us Men have what we call radar.
An example would be knowing within a few moments of entering a bar or party which of the ladies are after cock... I've never been wrong.
I had an experience this past weekend where a gorgeous Amazon woman toldme she "knew I was stashing what she was after.... after an entire evening of her 6'2" body all over me. It was literally the hottest experience of my life.
Does this radar actually exist, because I've had women look at me with an "I know your secret" glance on numerous occasions.

Is the look not actually because your radar is less than discreet?
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And was the Amazonian lady not, in reality, a representative of one of those nice South American drug cartels, wondering whereabouts on your person you had stashed the incoming cocaine delivery? She may have called you a mule for reasons other than the genetic similarities to the donkey...
 
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radar....interesting word choice. I'm confused, though. You're saying your radar can tell you which women at a bar/pub want to fuck? Or want to fuck you? I'm amazed! lol. And wow on that super power. I bet Wolverine doesn't need it though!

okay, seriously, I've never heard of radar, but I have heard of intuition. I have listened to mine a few times, and been right on with my misgivings. It works more for me in that respect-- warning rather than leading me towards something like you're describing.
 
Let's see...a hot 6'2" woman was all over you all night, and your intuition told you she wanted to fuck. I'm not sure that's radar. But congrats on the hot experience.

I'd say you were in tune with human body language and subtle behavioral cues. Not everyone has that.
 
Yeah! Sometimes I go to a bar and my radar goes off! BEEP BEEP BEEP..

I see a smokin hot chick and she is just staring at my dick.. probably because it's hard and bulging in my jeans because I totally have a boner..

Then, before she can say anything, I slide up next to her BEEP BEEP BEEP RADAR IS BLAZING!! She's eyeing my boner and reaching into her purse for a can of pepper spray because it makes her feel powerful and sexy!!

I buy her a drink, all the while swaying my hips from side to side while my RADAR is going off. Then, because I am so hot, she throws her drink in my face to cool me off and coat me with tasty liquid to lick off me later.

I keep getting closer and then a huge bouncer who's radar must also be going off grabs me by the shoulders and folds me into a smaller, more painful facsimile of myself and tosses me out the door because he was totally radaring on the same chick!!

Sometimes the radar works, sometimes the radar is jammed. But I know when I hear that BEEP.....BEEP.....BEEP... it's time to get it on... or I'm daydreaming and stuck in traffic.. BUT STILL!!!
 
And yet I'm amazed at how many malfunctioning radars there are in the male world. In all of the bars I've ever patronized I only found one male that I really want to take home and boink his brains out. But that didn't stop the few hundred others from thinking it was them.
 
And yet I'm amazed at how many malfunctioning radars there are in the male world. In all of the bars I've ever patronized I only found one male that I really want to take home and boink his brains out. But that didn't stop the few hundred others from thinking it was them.

You had a few hundred men come onto you in one evening (I know what you're thinking - get your minds out of the bukkake gutter, you lot!)? :eek:

When you talk about bars, did this involve prisoners? :tongue:


And yes, I know she meant cumulative...
 
You had a few hundred men come onto you in one evening (I know what you're thinking - get your minds out of the bukkake gutter, you lot!)? :eek:

When you talk about bars, did this involve prisoners? :tongue:


And yes, I know she meant cumulative...

Not in one night!!! OMG! And I had to look up bukkake - YUCK!!! OMG!!!