2012

“And then there’s the fact that I can still remember, in a way that’s unaccountably vivid, that kiss we shared.” With these words, she explained to me why she wants to see me again, after having declined to for so…

Amid all the press that Ashley Madison got a few years ago (back when I was a CPOS), I added it to my arsenal of ways of meeting potential partners. I bought a membership, wrote a detailed, thoughtful profile, checked all the applicable…

It was a terrific restaurant in a spectacular location – New York’s Grand Central Terminal, on a terrace overlooking the grand main waiting room. They had delicious shellfish and an ambiance that couldn’t be beat (as compared to their competitor…

If you haven’t read Part 1 of this story, you probably should start here – then, come back.   Jess and I had a good old time.  She was yelping as I spanked her tiny ass, my cock buried deep…

I’m enjoying trying to up my readership, which is quite modest.  It’s a game to me – it’s not so much that I crave some large audience.  Truth is, my exhibitionism is satisfied simply by my writing, by my making…

Before T was ready to join me in my… adventures… we had a bit of a mismatch.  I was hungry for all sorts of sexual experiences, and she wasn’t.  Generously, she gave me free rein to do what I wanted…

I just wrote a long post describing my nooner with my wife, and shared it with her.  “I like reading what you write about us. Keep doing it.” But you don’t get to read it.  Some things are private.  😉

We saw this at the hourly hotel where my wife and I had our nooner, just as we were leaving. Too late… Next time. WeekBiWeek pointed out that in my first attempt to post this, it was illegible. Just in…

“Jealousy” is what I feel when someone – someone whom I fear I may lose – wants something other than me (and thus exposes me to the fear that I may lose her or him).  “Envy” is what I feel…

I met this woman on OKCupid.  She was a 99% match.  This was in the time when I still held out hope for OKC and didn’t understand to be the endless timesink that it is.  Thing is, she was not…