May 312014
 

My cock is not big. When flaccid, it’s tiny. When hard, it’s definitely on the small side of average. I can trick a ruler into saying it’s six inches long, but if I’m honest, it’s shorter than that. And it’s not especially thick, either. A woman with a small hand can pretty easily grip it, […]

May 312014
 

The Amazon sent me this. … [S]eeing as this is the first time I have recorded an orgasm of mine I felt I should let you know it was very much real. I agree with you in that an orgasm never always sounds the same and it could change given the fact that it is […]

May 302014
 

She’s six feet tall. Has broad shoulders. Small breasts. An athletic body. Is she a swimmer? (No. Volleyball.) She’s (much) bigger than my type, to be sure. Proof, I suppose, that it’s a type and not a requirement. Things progressed fast. She sent hot pictures. Established her enthusiasm, her compliance. She read to me. She […]

May 302014
 

Much has been written about this phrase, some of it by me. It’s not something I’ve ever said easily, and the impulse to say (or type) it is one I’ve only developed over the last year or two, with the substantial help of one or two women in particular, who, to hear them tell it, […]

May 292014
 

On her heels, she’s my height. Maybe an inch taller. She has bright blue eyes, wide, clear. A big, open smile. She wore a tweedy skirt, tight, flattering. She has a great, shapely ass. Toned legs. Her arms are muscular from regular yoga. She’s a happy participant in my city’s BDSM “scene.” I haven’t written […]

May 282014
 

There’s an ongoing discussion about whether women who’ve sent me their orgasms were “faking it,” or “performing.” Luna got this conversation started by declining to send me any “phony moaning.” (Thank you, Luna, for starting an interesting discussion.) You can read my two posts here and here. The discussion has been in the comments on […]

May 282014
 

The other day, I wondered if the women who send me their orgasms are faking them. The comments – always thoughtful – as well as a few back channel communications by e-mail – got me thinking further. “Faking it” is, I suspect, unhelpful as a concept here. The question I meant to ask, and that […]

May 272014
 

I’ve lost track of how many orgasms I’ve posted on this web site. And there are dozens more that women have given me without their being posted here. I consider myself incredibly lucky – both to have discovered this particular way of getting myself off, and to have discovered, over the years, so many women […]

May 272014
 

Today, I want to see you in your stages of dress. I want something of you – a shoulder? Your back? Your legs? Your breasts? Your thighs? Your pussy? Anything…. when you’re still nude. Your nudity communicates your vulnerability to me, your willingness. Which makes me hard. I want something of you once you’ve started […]

May 252014
 

I hate Snapchat. When you send me your pictures, you give me a gift. When you send them in Snapchat, you are showing me a gift – and then, taking it back. I understand the theory of Snapchat – the promise of photos, movies, words, disappearing, never to be seen again, never to come back […]