I’ve found a new site I like. I mean, really like. It’s called “Digital Desire.” The basic premise is simple: beautiful women masturbating.
Today, I want to watch you. I want you to stand before me. I want to see you turn around, and show me your pretty ass, to bend over a little, placing your hands flat against a wall as you look back over your shoulder at me, as you lick your lips lasciviously. I want […]
Key moments in this video, produced, thoughtfully, by PornHub: 1) Beeta-tester. Sorry, Brits. But to us ‘mericans, it’s funny to hear this. 2) Wanking warriors. 3) Jacking ON. I will totally buy this.
I’m listening as you try to make yourself come while talking to me…. I thought I’d live blog it for you. Your voice is cute. I like hearing you taste your wet finger that you sent me a picture of. And, hearing that you put it back inside. I like knowing that there’s one finger […]
Her hair is long, brown, wavy. She’s got big, full lips – and breasts, and a big tattoo on her side. She’s super pretty. I “met” her on Tinder months ago – maybe two Tinder profiles ago. We haven’t been able to meet in person. She’s just about the only person I’ve ever tried to […]
We’ve never met. She hasn’t picked a name yet. I won’t name her unless/until I’ve filled her mouth with my cock. Tinder is what we have in common. But in no time, she was filling my inbox with the sounds of her pleasure. Perhaps one day we’ll meet. Until then, I have to content myself […]
I’ve been writing about “the talk,” and a reader sent me a link to Hersake.com. It seems like their goal is to be a sort of repository for videos of women talking about, and demonstrating, their masturbatory and sexual techniques. It’s explicitly conceived of as educational, not pornographic, and the sample video they’ve posted, though […]
Let’s perform for one another. Stand in front of me. I’ll be sitting, stroking my cock through my jeans. You’ll be standing in front of me, in jeans of your own. Your legs will be spread for me, the top button of your jeans undone, so you can slide your hand down under the denim, […]
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 […]