In my experience, the more flawed the woman’s personality, the more she is willing to fuck with reckless abandon and do anything and everything. The trade off is that you have to deal with a myriad of psychological and emotional drama and bullshit in your life when she’s not fucking.
The sex might be great and awesome, but living with an emotional toddler who uses her moods as justification for making the rest of your life miserable just ain’t worth it, in my opinion.
Add to that is the possibility that she just might up and leave you one day, taking half of your stuff, just because she got bored with you. You have the recipe for financial disaster on your hands, because the courts, even in these modern times, still tend to favor the female in the equation.
No thanks. I worked hard for what I have. No pussy, no matter how good it is, is worth losing half of your life’s work.
But, the worst ones I’ve seen throughout my years are the ones who manipulate a man by using sex as reward for his behavior modification, i.e., being a simp for her.
I had a girlfriend years ago who would often say, “if you play your cards right, you might get lucky tonight.”
Ugh!
I didn’t marry that one.
Unfortunately, that happened to my best friend. He naively ended up with a woman like that, because he wanted to punish his mom for the bullshit she put him through when she divorced his dad. His mom was one of those feminist types who loved to claim that women need men like fish need bicycles, and yet she always seemed to have a man in her life.
Even while her second husband was lying on his deathbed, dying of old age in a senior care facility, she was shacked up with another man!
She cheated on his dad, so it stands to reason she would do that again.
My best friend's marriage lasted until his eyes were finally opened after twenty-five years of his wife’s emotional and psychological abuse of him. She told him one day that he needed to see a counselor in order to “save" their marriage, so he went to one.
Of course, she felt she was perfect just as she was and he was the one with the problem, so she didn’t go herself.
Typical narcissist, right there.
The counselor listened to him and then asked a lot of questions, eventually telling him that the reason he felt terrible physically was because he was suffering from suppressed rage.
That’s when the light bulb finally came on in his head. After that, he bought a motorcycle and rode away from the marriage.
The X, as he now calls her, was a total psychopath after that and waged complete and total war on him. She took revenge for his daring to defy her by accusing him of domestic violence and getting multiple restraining orders filed against him. The guy is as docile and honorable as a golden retriever, and yet she made him out to be Attila the Hun, Ted Bundy, and Hitler combined.
After the divorce was finalized, she split and totally abandoned their daughter to him, completely cutting off all contact with her. In the end, it was all about her and after she lost the ability to control him, including using their daughter as a weapon, she vanished.
Bitch. I hope she chokes on a ham sandwich. Fatally.
My wife, on the other hand, back when she could still do it, loved sex, but she didn’t really like oral. Granted, because of that, oral was a thing of the past for me, but the trade-off was totally worth it. Her personality more than made up for that.
Bonus, she still got horny! A lot! She’s ridden on top of me more times than I can remember. Bud, those are some of my fondest memories!
She doesn’t like raw tomatoes, either, because they’re slimy, and some other foods, so I think it has more to do with not liking things that feel “funny” in her mouth, rather than not liking dick. She really liked my dick. She just didn’t like in her mouth, and I could live with that.
I didn’t get married until I was in my mid-thirties. The reason for that is, while I love pussy, I am less than enthralled by most of the creatures that have them. It’s just not worth the heartache and stress that most of them will put you through.
If I hadn’t met my wife, I’d probably still be single.
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