I wrote, recently, about a complicated and interesting (to me, at least) night at a sex party. A reader asked me, in an e-mail, if I had “enjoyed” myself at the party, and it got me to thinking. Part of why I started writing this blog, a big part of what keeps me writing it, […]
There was a birthday to be celebrated. There was a cake, and candles. After round one of fucking, the cake was brought out, the song was sung. It was explained that, for her birthday, earlier that day, the birthday girl had been one of two women at a nine-man gangbang. The other woman? Mary-Anne. See […]
Some years ago, before I had ever had sanctioned sex outside our marriage, I visited The F Club in London. We were, at the time, planning our first visit to a sex club or party (I don’t now remember if it was “the Trap” or another place), and I thought I’d just get a feel […]
[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” […]
Mara describes her experience of Le Trapeze. And my cock. And Jen. And Jack. And Jack’s girlfriend.
Continuation of this post, featuring Jen and Mara. So back we went – we picked up our clothes and shuffled out of the dark little room in which we’d begun fucking and sucking and licking one another. Mara apologized to me: “I felt sort of bad, fucking him before we’ve even fucked – it’s sort […]
I find myself remembering something from long ago as I go down on Mara…. It’s the taste of an Israeli pussy.
I’m in a bit of a relationship/sexuality jag, reading-wise, and right now, I’m reading The Erotic Mind, by Jack Morin. It’s a sort of pop-psychology guide to how to think about eroticism, desire, arousal, excitement, purporting to be a somewhat scientific study of people’s responses to a survey instrument. On the one hand, it’s clearly bad […]
We boarded, with twelve other couples, at 9 pm. We all were dressed in white, head to toe, at the request of our lovely hostess. There was some amusing banter about the boat, safety, etc., it was explained that we would undress when we reached a certain landmark, and we were off. There’s been a […]
T and I were debriefing about last night. We had a debauched time on a boat in New York harbor, and I wrote up a brief post describing our time. You’ll read a version of that post shortly, but not quite yet. T’s immediate response to my first draft was, “I don’t want our son […]