Month
May 2013
32 posts
How i wait
Read moreI’m off to our nation’s capital, by train. Amtrak makes track announcements about ten minutes prior to departure. Until then, passengers stand, faces upturned, staring at the sign on which track numbers are posted. Track numbers appear as they’re announced…
Should we speak?
Read moreDoes speaking add? That’s not really the right question: of course it adds. But does it also subtract? I like imagining that your mouth has only one purpose, only one use. And it’s not speaking.
Paeans and want, or, life in the big city
Read moreWho needs a car? I love that travel here necessarily involves intimate contact with hundreds, thousands. For many, this overwhelms, For me, it enraptures. This morning, a woman – taller than I’m usually drawn to – walked before me. Her…
On the swingset
Read moreThe scene: a weekend away with friends, and friends of friends. Three couples, five kids. Bikes, mopeds, puzzles, games. Grilling chicken, eating shellfish. Drinking too much, staying up too late. General relaxed, fun, never serious conversation. Apropos of nothing, Sarah,…
Paean
Read moreShe’s tiny. Well under five feet tall. Brunette, wavy, shiny hair, hanging to her nipples. Strappy sandals, blue cotton minidress to mid-thigh. Green, piercing eyes. Round, small breasts, pressing against soft cotton. Why doesn’t she smile?
After i cum
Read moreOrgasms are emotional points of inflection in time. Some cry after they cum. Some laugh. Some want to cuddle, or hug. Some want to run, others to sleep, others to smoke. Some want to run away. Orgasms are so intense,…
Paying for it, revisited
Read moreIf I’m honest, in my moments of greatest pain, loneliness, rejection, perceived abandonment, what I want more than anything isn’t sex. No, it’s sex with someone I’m paying. This was true before I reined in my out-of-control behavior, and it’s…
Why i write sex (part 2, after a fashion)
Read moreThe other day, I wrote a post about why I blog. I mis-titled it, implying that my reasons might be those of others. I’m sorry. Many bloggers told me that I hit their motivations on the head; many others told…
Room full of talent (three paeans)
Read moreThe word “talent” has always made me uncomfortable in its application to female beauty. I’m not sure why, exactly, but it has. I guess because it seems to assert a sort of collective male sense of power and entitlement in…
Submit
Read moreI offer a realm in which you may do nothing but what I ask, and in which you know you will be safe. In which you exist for my pleasure. And you’re mine. In which your senses are heightened. And…