Ferns, over at Domme Chronicles, recently posted about writing a personal ad. And I was struck by something. Her ad is a particularly well written, comic, standard ad. About two-thirds of the words concern the man she seeks, and about one-third describe herself. On OKCupid, the organizing principle is that we want to date people […]
I was just tooling around my stats, and I thought you might be interested to see the pages and posts that have been most popular. The first list is posts only – just individual blog posts. The second list includes pages, collections, categorizations. Either provides a kinda fun way to surf for a few minutes. […]
[a post inspired by recent events, about which more anon] They don’t turn me on. Not pictures of them, or the prospect of attending one. Many men worry that our desire is so great, so powerful, that it will overwhelm or even kill the women at whom it is directed. I do. And my “trick” […]
It hadn’t occurred to me, but even the name is smug, superior, self-satisfied. And wrong. It should be “make sex, not porn,” to be accurate, as much of the sex depicted is not “making love” – it’s between friends, or solo, or whatever. But even then, why start by saying, in your name, “what we […]
There’s a new porn web site in town, called “MLNP.TV“. It features user-provided porn – sort of like a higher-end “Youporn,” on which sexy (and some not-so-sexy) couples, and individuals, can post themselves having (gasp!) real sex. I wrote about it some months ago, complaining about the pricing model. They haven’t changed the pricing model, […]
I spent a long day in the sun. My life features a lot of that currently. Which is nice. But right now, I’m weary. My flesh is tender, my eyelids heavy. I’m ready for bed. And tomorrow? Another day in the sun.
Have you ever watched a woman come? In Starbucks? I never did, ‘til just the other day. Thank you, Google Hangouts, for facilitating a lovely stretch of time. Or three. During which I did. Over. And over. And over. Should I watch her face? Or her hands in her pussy? Where do I want the […]
“Come for me,” I say. She does. “Again,” I command. She looks at me, smiles, nods. Her eyes close, her head tilts back. She comes. Her eyes open. She’s spent, exhausted. “Again, please.”
Every so often, I like to write lists. Here’s one. LickFlickSlurpKissSuckGulpEngulfTongueWrapGripRubStrokeTouchSurroundTasteTemptTeaseDevourSwallow
First, we played peekaboo. Then, he started throwing pretend things at me. And then, pretend punching. Finally, he shot me, first with a pretend handgun, then, with a pretend machine gun. I pretended to die. Grotesquely, elaborately, loudly, at great length. Even after I died, the bullets kept flying. I begged and pleaded: can’t we […]