Asian women share tips on how to catch a man and keep him happy.

For generations Asian women learned how to treat a man by following rules laid down by Thai philosopher Sunthron Phu in his book Maxims for Teaching Women. Now they�ve taken his words of wisdom that have been passsed down fro more than 2,000 years and updated them to deal with men in 2012.

Here are the winning recommendations for Western women who want to trade be successful in love and marriage:

1) YOUR MAN IS KING - Remember that your man/husband comes first � before you, your parents, your outside interests or even your children
2) RISE EARLY. Get up in the morning before your man does. Make sure you prepare a healthy breakfast so he gets a good start on the day. Even if you have to leave before him, make sure he has a nice breakfast waiting for him when he comes into the kitchen in the morning.
3) NEVER NAG. Never, ever. If he wants to stop off after work and have a few drinks with his buddies, that�s his business. If he forgot to take out the garbage � do it yourself.
4) BE AT HOME. Make sure you�re always at home when he gets in from a hard day at the office. Even if you are working, make sure you get home to your man/husband as soon as possible.
5) SMILE. Always greet your man with a smile on your face and, if you can, a cold drink in your hand.
6) DINNER READY. If you are home, or get home first, always have a delicious dinner ready to be served. And if he comes home feeling tense, give him a massage to ease his aches and pains.
7) LET HIM HANG WITH FRIENDS. If your man wants to have his buddies over for a night of poker, or football, or video games, don�t get mad. Encourage it and make sure you�ve got lots of sandwiches and cold beer on hand to serve them.
8) ASK FIRST. Always ask him first before you go spending his hard-earned money, or even your hard-earned money, to buy something for yourself.
9) REMOTE CONTROL. Let him choose the programs you watch onteleveision. The television is man�s domain� he should be in charge. And only Netflix/rent HIS favorite movies or TV shows.
10) OBEY. Don�t do things your husband doesn�t approve of. And don�t complain about it. If he doesn�t want you wasting your time watching soap operas or having coffee with a neighbor, obey him. You�ll both be happier for it.
11) WILD IN BED. Be a temptress in bed. If he likes you in sexy lingerie, wear it. Be shy and demure when you�re out in public, but once the lights are out, let him know he�s the only man in the world who can please you.
2) KNOW SPORTS. Bone up on sports so you�ll have something to talk about. But always let him start the conversation.

13) KEEP FIT. Keep yourself in shape and always dress nicely so you�ll be a wife any husband would be proud to have.
14) CLEANING. Keep your home spic and span at all times. It should look like you�re expecting company. And the laundry should always be done. Your man should never have to look for clean socks or underwear and his shirts should all be ironed � by you.

Follow ALL these steps and you will be happy for the rest of your life!

In a few days I'm going on vacation w/ my g/f and we're planning on having our first FFM. We've met a girl that lives where we're going, been chatting/calling/emailing for about a month and both girls are really excited. Both girls have been with another girl once before and are looking forward to it being a 3-some. My g/f is buying a strap-on so they can use it on each other. We've decided to play Truth or Dare to kinda get things going. My question is, any suggestions on what we/I should do?
We've talked about DP'ing the other girl (my g/f won't do anal), fucking my g/f as she fucks the girl w/ the strap-on, having the g/f watch as I fuck the other girl, a 2-girl bj, me cumming on my g/f and the other girl licking it off.

The other girl seems fairly open and I just want to maximize the experience for all of us w/o anyone feeling left out or like a 3rd wheel. -- Anyone that's been in a FFM before, any advice you wish you'd known first would also be appreciated.

My g/f is open to pics/movies but the other girl isn't. I know the "pics or it didn't happen" rule, so I'll see what I can get but no promises. The best I can likely do is shooting so the other girl's head is out of the pics

jwoww did a maxim photoshoot lingerie she is absolutely hot and gorgeous 

Hi, Another Peeping mother here. I posted on PeepingMom's thread a little while ago and decided to continue with my own thread for those that are interested. I'm not nearly the talented writer she is, so please bear with me.

First off, a little about me: I'm a single mom, 38 years young, nowhere near drop dead gorgeous but I have been called a MILF more than once..lol. I just have one child, 14 year old "Josh" and have been divorced for several years now. Btw, I'm bisexual and don't date many men these days so Josh is my main male attraction.

Like PeepingMom, I don't want to initiate any physical contact with my son as I fear that would ruin the beautiful relationship we have now. I love him with all my heart and would never want to lose him over something caused by my selfish lusty wants. As I said in her thread, I enjoy sun bathing in our back yard in the summer. As a teacher I have the summer off and have plenty of spare time to indulge my never ending quest for the perfect tan.:)

Like PeepingMom, this started with me accidentally seeing Josh masturbating in his room. He was almost 12 at the time and was laying on the bed looking at a Maxim magazine while playing with his cock. His loud metal music was blasting on his stereo which was what initially brought me to his room. Actually, at the time, I was upstairs masturbating myself and he may have not known I was home.

I came down to his room and his door was slightly open and I started to walk in but noticed he was just in his shorts and his dick was out and I immediately walked away in embarrassment. He must not have seen me as the door stayed ajar and the music continued. I felt like an idiot and my heart was racing but I went back and being as inconspicuous as I could peeked in. Fortunately, his back was to me and he was facing the opposite direction from me.

To this day I can't explain what came over me, but I became overcome in lust at that moment and starting fingering my already wet pussy. It's like Josh and I were in perfect timing with each other. The faster he would jerk his beautiful young cock the faster I would finger my dripping wet pussy. As soon as he ejaculated I myself had a powerful orgasm that made my knees buckle.

For weeks on end whenever I bated alone in my bed I would envision Josh jerking off with me and we would cum together to a wonderful climax. It was also about this that I began my sun bathing ritual and would ask him to apply lotion or sun block to my back. More on this tomorrow if there's enough interest and not too many trolls or haters. Thanks for reading my little confession!

I confess that I cheat on my taxes every year.
If I did my taxes legit, then I would owe money and I am not paying shit. I don't make much anyways. I also screw over the those tax companies like TaxACT and H&R Block. I use their software to calculate how much I owe and I then put in bogus numbers in the credits/deductions areas to get and maximize my refund. When I am done, I go to those free tax websites where you have to manually input any deductions or credits. Not only do I stiff Uncle Sam but I also use the services of tax companies without paying them.
Now here is the part where the moral fags claim that they're going to report me to the IRS but you faggots won't and I will have my refund by the end of the month. I am aiming for a $400 refund when I actually owed $300.

after the relationship i want that people can see without work on her for that i need years. i uploadet a capture of her when she shows me her tits in webcam. after few hours hundreds of people see her how she lifts up her shirt and pull it behind her head, not complete off. maybe before that maximal 3people see her tits..then people who are maybe 30years older then her use her to jerk off. from 3 to 300.

would you fuck her face? her tits are b cup, perky and pink nipples btw. she was skinny and 1,50m

Remember how Jimmy Carter personified the concept of national gloom & malaise? A new mopey moonbat has taken up his mantle:

People are noticing how little Pres Obama seems to enjoy his job.
His two main emotions on display are regret and indignation. He's either lecturing about the problems facing the country in a slightly patronizing tone or expressing his disgust with someone who won't take his "lesson" to heart.

A standard Obama rally goes something like this: A mild joke at the expense of some dignitary present (Congressman Hornswaggle can't bowl to save his life), a sad story tweaked, bordering on pathos (Suzy Creamcheese and her 15 foster c h i l d r e n and five shelter dogs are being forced out of their home unless you pass my spending bill), the identification of her tormentor (rapacious banks & the greedy rich), and finally a promise to seek justice for the afflicted despite the political cost to himself ("It may not be good politics, but it's the right thing to do.").

Rather than being energized by trying to solve problems at a level of maximal achievable good, Obama and his team speak to the American people with the enthusiasm of an Army bereavement officer. It is their sad duty to inform you that they must overhaul the health care system, they regret that the former administration has forced them to run up a $16 Trillion debt, etc.

As Washington Post Editorial Page Editor Fred Hiatt wrote, Obama needs to show the American people "he's happy we hired him" and to ditch the "lugubriousness."
After all, if almost one else is happy we hired him, at least Obama should be.
Part of the funereal vibe may arise from Obama's self-regarding nature. He never absorbed a crucial bit of wisdom: You can take your job seriously without taking yourself seriously.

It's not all narcissistic self-pity�
There is still another reason for the pres to approach his job with such high-minded regret: avoiding blame.
From the first days of the Obama presidency, we hear the same thing repeated over and over: He had no choice.

Obama presents himself so often as a victim of circumstances. He didn't want to bail out Wall Street, nationalize General Motors, put us $16 trillion in debt, send two troop surges into Afghanistan & start a war in Libya, or propose a coercive package of fines and taxes to force people into a new health system. He just had no choice! It's sort of like Judge Smales in Caddyshack stating that he's, "sent boys younger then you to the gas chamber! I didn't want to do it... I felt I OWED it to them."

The biggest howlers from the Obama admin. have come when we are told that he is a "fierce" defender of the free market or "pro-business" despite policies that demonstrate he likes heavy regulation and favors businesses that support his agenda (G.E.) but not the ones that don't. �

While the straw men Obama creates in each speech say he should do nothing, the pres. says he is compelled to act, even if the only option is unpalatable. It's a rhetorical trick that helps Obama avoid the label of hard-Left liberal.
But it also helps perpetuate Obama's image as a gloomy pessimist, a label that may be even more damaging.

So buck up, Barry. Admit that you're a socialist and take some pride in the long-term damage your deficits will do to our free market system, whether or not you're able to thoroughly cripple it with ObamaCare or Tax & Charade.

I'm 19 and have been dating the love of my life for close to a year. He's on this site frequently while this is my first time visiting. I'm posting something in hopes of him casually coming across it...

Sometimes at night I can't help but think about becoming pregnant with our child. The thought of being round in the tummy and knowing that our love created a miracle turns my wheels to no end.

I dream about him making love to me the night of conception, feeling his seed pulse deep inside me. The intimate feeling of his strong hands gripping and pulling at me as we move together. I know that when we conceive it will be the night we climax together on our bed, calling each others names and shaking from the pure euphoria we feel as our bodies become one.

We've been pregnant once before and I miss the feeling of want I had for him through the first couple months. All my love and devotion was heightened and maximized and my need for him was more than I had ever felt. I craved his touch, his taste, his deep look he gave me when he saw the need and want flash across my eyes...

My clit was constantly swollen for him and I often found myself dripping at the most inconvenient times. At the stop lights while driving to our breakfast date, eating dinner with his family, watching a movie at the theatre. Nothing triggered it more than the split second thought that he had impregnated me with our baby.

I want that again. I want to be able to carry to full term. To be able to experience him taking me from behind as my engorged breasts sway back and forth and as his hands caress my growing tummy. I want to look down and see him worshipping me...to see his cock grow hard when we talk about new sexual experiences to share while carrying.

I fantasize about wearing a tiny little babydoll nightie and letting my belly hang out while slowly dancing for him in the moonlight ; about getting on my knees, my belly resting on my thighs as I suck him off...