How many of you remember Cherrie?
She was one of the great bloggers out here. Her and her husband Hardin would share the duties. It was one of those moments where two people could sense each other's spirit between her and me. We got together (I discovered she lived 20 miles from me) and established a hot lover/friendship exchange between us. She pulled away from blogging a couple of years ago for personal reasons.
Cherrie is having a hard time right now. Very hard. I throw this out to those of you who read and loved her openness, her intelligence, her HNTs (wow), and to ask you to throw a prayer onto your list for her...to help someone when she's down.
I would consider it a personal favor. Thank you.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Don't You Get It, Gentlemen???
I read a recent post from our friend Kyra. It made me think about the women I've been fortunate enough to share with. And it inspired me to write a bit.
Sometimes I am absolutely embarrassed by how really self-centered and ultimately stupid some men can be sometimes. Especially about sex. You cannot take without giving; in the end, you get nothing. A man must know that the give-and-take in sex is EARNED and EXPERIENCED, not EXPECTED or ENTITLED. You want a woman to suck your cock, you have to give her a good reason to do so, and not just say it. We earn our respect in every part of life. She will dearly LOVE to give it back to you when you show her how much you want her. It works for me this way the vast majority of the time.
From the most romantic moments to the most lustful and even profane ones that we all occasionally enjoy, it's always smarter to SHOW her why you want her by giving her pleasure FIRST. It establishes trust. It communicates to her how attractive you believe she is, how alluring and desirable. There is a vibe there that you can take the initiative on by simply foregoing your own immediate pleasure for a while. Give it to her. Or better yet, give her the impression that she is TAKING IT from you. There is a strength and power in giving such things to others...it is NOT a sign of weakness. And what in the world is wrong, gentlemen, with being just a bit vulnerable once in a while?
NOTHING.
Even in my own newly refreshed pleasures, I have seen that it is absolutely best to offer her comfort and release BEFORE yours. It doesn't always have to work this way, of course, and I do believe that experienced and passionate lovers get this. If you are new to each other...or if there is a dynamic existing where she is submissive to you...GIVE her the pleasure before taking your own. The very act of being submissive is, in itself, the strongest, most courageous thing that a woman can offer a man, in my own opinion. I know, in my own sexuality, that I practice a very bold mix of old-fashioned chauvinism and a healthy respect and even urging of a woman's boldness and her expressed desires. If she gives me her body to play with, I OWE HER the respect of turning her on as much as the impulse requires. From there, you have given to each other in such a unique way that no one can disrupt the moments.
I suppose this comes from a recognition on my own part that MEN AND WOMEN DO HAVE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN EACH OTHER THAT MUST BE ACKNOWLEDGED. The equality comes in seeing the roles that need to be played. And YES, they can ALSO reverse themselves...I deeply enjoy a woman who feels confident enough to take the initiative...it doesn't always need to work just this way or just that way...for those of you who think that is what I'm saying.
But for me, this is where it all starts, guys. Giving FIRST. NEVER take first....Now...Let the debate commence.
Sometimes I am absolutely embarrassed by how really self-centered and ultimately stupid some men can be sometimes. Especially about sex. You cannot take without giving; in the end, you get nothing. A man must know that the give-and-take in sex is EARNED and EXPERIENCED, not EXPECTED or ENTITLED. You want a woman to suck your cock, you have to give her a good reason to do so, and not just say it. We earn our respect in every part of life. She will dearly LOVE to give it back to you when you show her how much you want her. It works for me this way the vast majority of the time.
From the most romantic moments to the most lustful and even profane ones that we all occasionally enjoy, it's always smarter to SHOW her why you want her by giving her pleasure FIRST. It establishes trust. It communicates to her how attractive you believe she is, how alluring and desirable. There is a vibe there that you can take the initiative on by simply foregoing your own immediate pleasure for a while. Give it to her. Or better yet, give her the impression that she is TAKING IT from you. There is a strength and power in giving such things to others...it is NOT a sign of weakness. And what in the world is wrong, gentlemen, with being just a bit vulnerable once in a while?
NOTHING.
Even in my own newly refreshed pleasures, I have seen that it is absolutely best to offer her comfort and release BEFORE yours. It doesn't always have to work this way, of course, and I do believe that experienced and passionate lovers get this. If you are new to each other...or if there is a dynamic existing where she is submissive to you...GIVE her the pleasure before taking your own. The very act of being submissive is, in itself, the strongest, most courageous thing that a woman can offer a man, in my own opinion. I know, in my own sexuality, that I practice a very bold mix of old-fashioned chauvinism and a healthy respect and even urging of a woman's boldness and her expressed desires. If she gives me her body to play with, I OWE HER the respect of turning her on as much as the impulse requires. From there, you have given to each other in such a unique way that no one can disrupt the moments.
I suppose this comes from a recognition on my own part that MEN AND WOMEN DO HAVE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN EACH OTHER THAT MUST BE ACKNOWLEDGED. The equality comes in seeing the roles that need to be played. And YES, they can ALSO reverse themselves...I deeply enjoy a woman who feels confident enough to take the initiative...it doesn't always need to work just this way or just that way...for those of you who think that is what I'm saying.
But for me, this is where it all starts, guys. Giving FIRST. NEVER take first....Now...Let the debate commence.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Endurance Redux
A couple of years ago, I spotted this goofy article from the Associated Press. There apparently was a four-week study done through the Journal of Sexual Medicine to determine the optimal amount of time for sexual intercourse. 1500 couples participated in this venture. And it was determined that the time floats between 3 and 13 minutes, with a median time of nearly 8 minutes....Now friends, we're only talking about actual penetration, pumping and orgasm from the male...that's it. They strapped stopwatches on women to determine such a thing....
Oh and another thing.... this study was done in 2005! It took three years for the damned thing to be published in May of 2008! It doesn't count foreplay (which as we all know can be most of the fun anyway) or any other sexual act. And apparently, it makes no difference how old or young the male was....the results were startlingly similiar. It mentions nothing of the quality of what was going on, or any variant factors involved (position, diet, conditions, influences, preferences), or how many times each couple fucked each other in the four weeks, or whether the women had orgasm, or if any comments about even enjoying this kind of factory fucking were offered as evidence of anything important.
Shall I go on? Believe me, Uncle Ron loves sex and all of its variants. But as a lab rat???
Okay...so now the other day I read that young men these days are getting prescriptions for Viagra, Cialis, etc., and are taking it recreationally, because they believe it will help them last longer. They are willing to spend upwards of $300 a MONTH to achieve something that, with taking care of yourself in the right way, you can get to at 25-30 years old ANYWAY. What I wonder is: Where in the hell do they get the fucking money to do this every month??? And why in the world do you need to buy it when you are 25 years old??? THIS is where we've evolved to. I swear to you, sometimes I'm embarrassed to be in the company of these idiots.
I would take it all with a grain of salt, in any case. It's NEVER mattered to me how long NEARLY as much as how WELL we can fuck and enjoy each other, ladies. If it's three minutes to bliss, fine. If it's thirty minutes or longer, wonderful. Just tell me what I can do to make it BETTER... not necessarily LONGER. If it takes longer and we want it that way...we'll go the way of the old joke "How do you get to Carnegie Hall?
....practice, practice, practice...."
Oh and another thing.... this study was done in 2005! It took three years for the damned thing to be published in May of 2008! It doesn't count foreplay (which as we all know can be most of the fun anyway) or any other sexual act. And apparently, it makes no difference how old or young the male was....the results were startlingly similiar. It mentions nothing of the quality of what was going on, or any variant factors involved (position, diet, conditions, influences, preferences), or how many times each couple fucked each other in the four weeks, or whether the women had orgasm, or if any comments about even enjoying this kind of factory fucking were offered as evidence of anything important.
Shall I go on? Believe me, Uncle Ron loves sex and all of its variants. But as a lab rat???
Okay...so now the other day I read that young men these days are getting prescriptions for Viagra, Cialis, etc., and are taking it recreationally, because they believe it will help them last longer. They are willing to spend upwards of $300 a MONTH to achieve something that, with taking care of yourself in the right way, you can get to at 25-30 years old ANYWAY. What I wonder is: Where in the hell do they get the fucking money to do this every month??? And why in the world do you need to buy it when you are 25 years old??? THIS is where we've evolved to. I swear to you, sometimes I'm embarrassed to be in the company of these idiots.
I would take it all with a grain of salt, in any case. It's NEVER mattered to me how long NEARLY as much as how WELL we can fuck and enjoy each other, ladies. If it's three minutes to bliss, fine. If it's thirty minutes or longer, wonderful. Just tell me what I can do to make it BETTER... not necessarily LONGER. If it takes longer and we want it that way...we'll go the way of the old joke "How do you get to Carnegie Hall?
....practice, practice, practice...."
Sunday, January 17, 2010
January 19, 2007
....was the first day I ever blogged. Thanks to an old friend, Dark Pixie.
I shared my openness in the most complete way I know how.
I've gone through changes that I never anticipated, even as I might imagine them.
I've shared dreams and goals with you. I've shared my picture and my voice. I've offered my own kind of encouragement. I've met lovers and friends and want a lot more, as you do. I've shared THOSE experiences with you, too.
I found a new way of life that saved me from, well, lots of pain. And going through it was not without its own pain.
I enjoy each one of you who shares with me. I continue to hope that I have earned your trust and entertained your spirits.
I can only hope to continue.
And any of you...any one of you who feels lonely or separated from the move in life...I offer myself as a friendship, a confidant, a lover.
Because the torchlight is always on, friend.
I shared my openness in the most complete way I know how.
I've gone through changes that I never anticipated, even as I might imagine them.
I've shared dreams and goals with you. I've shared my picture and my voice. I've offered my own kind of encouragement. I've met lovers and friends and want a lot more, as you do. I've shared THOSE experiences with you, too.
I found a new way of life that saved me from, well, lots of pain. And going through it was not without its own pain.
I enjoy each one of you who shares with me. I continue to hope that I have earned your trust and entertained your spirits.
I can only hope to continue.
And any of you...any one of you who feels lonely or separated from the move in life...I offer myself as a friendship, a confidant, a lover.
Because the torchlight is always on, friend.
Friday, January 15, 2010
Group Post: Sweet Sensations
In my youth…Well, when I was a bit younger, not that I’m that old, but to some out here, 55 may just be old…I showed an impulsive trick to an earthy, fun woman that I use to this day. Mary was an extremely sexual, sensual woman. Blonde, a bit portly, but very attractive, with large, bouncing breasts that everyone enjoyed. She had a great laugh, a wonderful way with people and was very vulnerable. We dated off and on for a few years and always shared a warm, loving friendship. In fact, she was the one who encouraged me to ask her sisters out…both of them…yes, I dated three sisters. Wrote a post about it last year.
We had dinner one night in an outdoor café. Enchanted with each other. Conversation, comfort, a little spice, a lot of touching and we ended up at my place. We had both just divorced within two months of each other back in 1986 and we offered ourselves some healing humanity. Mary rolled onto her back as I dove onto her body, kissing her lips, her neck, down to her gorgeous tits.
Impulsively I slapped one and she jolted up to a sitting position.
“Oh fuck” she said quietly. Thinking I’d done something wrong I quickly said “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” She looked at me lustfully. “God no, honey. Do that again.” “Okay then. Lie back.”
I began again, kissing and squeezing. Clutching thick blonde hair. Constant moaning. I slapped her again. This time, she stopped breathing to feel the tingle. I did it again. For a few moments, I sucked and slapped this woman all the way up and down her body. She reveled in the pain/pleasure feeling.
Then I took a chance. I slapped her pussy. Hard enough to feel it, but not too hard to do any perceived damage.
“OH FUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
Amidst the tingle on her cunt, I went down and swallowed her clit into my mouth. Big and round it was. I surrounded it with my teeth. Flicked it hard and soft, up and down, side to side. She kept a steady moan as her juice flooded my face. God this is fun, I remember thinking.
Then I started humming on her clit. With it caught between my bite.
And you would have thought I shoved a vibrator up her cunt. She stopped moaning at first and began spasming in my mouth. What a hot thing that was. It last a fair amount of time. Then through her own lust, she said haltingly;
“JESUS!!!! THATISSOOOOSWWEEEEETTT!!!”
I simply kept it up until she pushed me away. She couldn’t talk, couldn’t move. And frankly, I was proud of myself for finding this new kind of ‘toy’ and in knowing that I could satisfy someone so heartily. As she laid there, I began stroking my cock. Got it to its ultimate length. Mary lazily reached over and stroked it for me. It was obvious that I had struck a kind of nerve and that we weren’t going to fuck. Fine. No problem. I reached over to grab the lube.
She said “No. Let me.”
And she rolled over enough to find my cock and devour it. Mary put a man’s cock deep in her throat near her gag reflex. Not all the way there, but enough to have more than a usual shaft in a woman’s mouth. She began short, easy, hardly moving motions up and down my cock.
And she began humming herself.
My fucking god, it felt like nothing I’d ever experienced up to that time. And I came twice in her mouth, Mary doing that favorite thing of letting some of my cum drip out the side of her mouth. When I finally started losing my erection, she simply kept me in her mouth until I had melted all the way down. She kissed it. Then we kissed each other, mingling our juices together. And we fell asleep.
It wasn’t really rough sex, although there were moments. But it was the first time that the intimacy had taken that kind of turn for me.
Talk about sweet sensations.
_________
Come read the rest of us, friends:
Haute Chocolat: www.thekinkchronicles.blogspot.com
Britni: http://britisstillshameless.blogspot.com
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Ronjazz: www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
fgsakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Bri: www.theunequivocalme.blogspot.com
Gray : http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Salt and Pepper: http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Topaz http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreamer: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com
Panserbjorne: http://insatiabear.blogspot.com
Autumn: http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Dave - http://glimpsesofdave.blogspot.com
Kimberly: http://www.yourerrantwife.blogspot.com/
We had dinner one night in an outdoor café. Enchanted with each other. Conversation, comfort, a little spice, a lot of touching and we ended up at my place. We had both just divorced within two months of each other back in 1986 and we offered ourselves some healing humanity. Mary rolled onto her back as I dove onto her body, kissing her lips, her neck, down to her gorgeous tits.
Impulsively I slapped one and she jolted up to a sitting position.
“Oh fuck” she said quietly. Thinking I’d done something wrong I quickly said “I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” She looked at me lustfully. “God no, honey. Do that again.” “Okay then. Lie back.”
I began again, kissing and squeezing. Clutching thick blonde hair. Constant moaning. I slapped her again. This time, she stopped breathing to feel the tingle. I did it again. For a few moments, I sucked and slapped this woman all the way up and down her body. She reveled in the pain/pleasure feeling.
Then I took a chance. I slapped her pussy. Hard enough to feel it, but not too hard to do any perceived damage.
“OH FUUUUUCCCKKK!!!”
Amidst the tingle on her cunt, I went down and swallowed her clit into my mouth. Big and round it was. I surrounded it with my teeth. Flicked it hard and soft, up and down, side to side. She kept a steady moan as her juice flooded my face. God this is fun, I remember thinking.
Then I started humming on her clit. With it caught between my bite.
And you would have thought I shoved a vibrator up her cunt. She stopped moaning at first and began spasming in my mouth. What a hot thing that was. It last a fair amount of time. Then through her own lust, she said haltingly;
“JESUS!!!! THATISSOOOOSWWEEEEETTT!!!”
I simply kept it up until she pushed me away. She couldn’t talk, couldn’t move. And frankly, I was proud of myself for finding this new kind of ‘toy’ and in knowing that I could satisfy someone so heartily. As she laid there, I began stroking my cock. Got it to its ultimate length. Mary lazily reached over and stroked it for me. It was obvious that I had struck a kind of nerve and that we weren’t going to fuck. Fine. No problem. I reached over to grab the lube.
She said “No. Let me.”
And she rolled over enough to find my cock and devour it. Mary put a man’s cock deep in her throat near her gag reflex. Not all the way there, but enough to have more than a usual shaft in a woman’s mouth. She began short, easy, hardly moving motions up and down my cock.
And she began humming herself.
My fucking god, it felt like nothing I’d ever experienced up to that time. And I came twice in her mouth, Mary doing that favorite thing of letting some of my cum drip out the side of her mouth. When I finally started losing my erection, she simply kept me in her mouth until I had melted all the way down. She kissed it. Then we kissed each other, mingling our juices together. And we fell asleep.
It wasn’t really rough sex, although there were moments. But it was the first time that the intimacy had taken that kind of turn for me.
Talk about sweet sensations.
_________
Come read the rest of us, friends:
Haute Chocolat: www.thekinkchronicles.blogspot.com
Britni: http://britisstillshameless.blogspot.com
Petal: http://secretlifeofaslummymummy.blogspot.com/
Ronjazz: www.ronjazz.blogspot.com
fgsakes: http://fgsakes.blogspot.com/
Bri: www.theunequivocalme.blogspot.com
Gray : http://mygrayline.blogspot.com
Salt and Pepper: http://cellobiscuit.blogspot.com
Topaz http://topaz-gemology.blogspot.com
Barefoot Dreamer: http://dreamingbearfoot.blogspot.com
Panserbjorne: http://insatiabear.blogspot.com
Autumn: http://autumnmistspeaks.blogspot.com
Dave - http://glimpsesofdave.blogspot.com
Kimberly: http://www.yourerrantwife.blogspot.com/
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Gazing Out The Window
I'm here in a familiar coffeeshop this morning, looking around at the cold. Right now, here in the upper Midwest, that's what it is...the cold, plain and simple. I did my best in trying to find work in the theatre in a warmer place this year -- last winter was the one that did me in. But alas, no luck. So now I'm in the place I was in last year -- auditioning, hustling, look to stay alert and alive for the next couple of months until the steadfast and constant hand of winter will let go.
My birthday is July 1. So I always use New Year's Day as a kind of gauge to see where I've been in the last six months...and to look ahead to the next six months. Generally I like to take someone to dinner and share all of this. It's one of the few times I make it all about me.
This year, I don't have a dinner partner yet. Who wants to join me?
My birthday is July 1. So I always use New Year's Day as a kind of gauge to see where I've been in the last six months...and to look ahead to the next six months. Generally I like to take someone to dinner and share all of this. It's one of the few times I make it all about me.
This year, I don't have a dinner partner yet. Who wants to join me?
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Call to the Harem!
Okay, ladies. Okay, gentlemen. Okay, couples.
We need some new inspiration for the Harem here. Any new blood out here want to be the subject of an erotic post? I would dearly enjoy that, and I trust that you would, too. If you need to ask what the Harem is about, I will simply solicit those friends of ours out here who have experienced it. I will let them speak for me.
But I do need to fill it up, folks. There are still too many places unoccupied in the tent...:)
We need some new inspiration for the Harem here. Any new blood out here want to be the subject of an erotic post? I would dearly enjoy that, and I trust that you would, too. If you need to ask what the Harem is about, I will simply solicit those friends of ours out here who have experienced it. I will let them speak for me.
But I do need to fill it up, folks. There are still too many places unoccupied in the tent...:)
Saturday, January 2, 2010
So Now We Have A New Year
...and I want you all to come back with your thoughts.
I was reading a couple of friends here who had gotten together to meet, ostensibly for the first time. I also have had the good fortune to have met a couple of blog friends here in Chicago.
Tell me this...What kind of interest would there be in creating a meeting of minds and bodies from you all? We pick a date well in advance, so if you have interest, you can prepare. I offer Chicago as a great place to start. A cosmopolitan city. Lots to offer. History, music, people, etc. Hell, I'm even more than happy to create entertainment (by that I mean a show of some kind) for you all.
We pick a name for it. We try to make it a weekend. We plan activities for us all, including intimate time, if anyone is interested. And we renew such things every couple of years or so. You know there will be turnover in attendance. But the dynamic, to me, would be fascinating and fun.
I know this sounds crazy, and I'm writing this rather impulsively. If the idea falls on its face, fine. But I just wonder...Wouldn't you all like to know what it would be like to meet other bloggers who are open and tolerant and smart and funny and sexy....And find us all in one place for a weekend?
Think about it. I'm more than happy to spearhead such an experience.
I was reading a couple of friends here who had gotten together to meet, ostensibly for the first time. I also have had the good fortune to have met a couple of blog friends here in Chicago.
Tell me this...What kind of interest would there be in creating a meeting of minds and bodies from you all? We pick a date well in advance, so if you have interest, you can prepare. I offer Chicago as a great place to start. A cosmopolitan city. Lots to offer. History, music, people, etc. Hell, I'm even more than happy to create entertainment (by that I mean a show of some kind) for you all.
We pick a name for it. We try to make it a weekend. We plan activities for us all, including intimate time, if anyone is interested. And we renew such things every couple of years or so. You know there will be turnover in attendance. But the dynamic, to me, would be fascinating and fun.
I know this sounds crazy, and I'm writing this rather impulsively. If the idea falls on its face, fine. But I just wonder...Wouldn't you all like to know what it would be like to meet other bloggers who are open and tolerant and smart and funny and sexy....And find us all in one place for a weekend?
Think about it. I'm more than happy to spearhead such an experience.
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