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Saturday, January 21, 2012

Could Small Breasts Make a Comeback?

This was the subtitle of an interesting article I read on Slate the other day. The author, though a gay man, argues hopefully that small breasts will become fashionable again, and that the heroine of "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" movie will speed this along.

I think he's overly hopeful that one movie will turn the cultural opinion around, but I'm with him in his hope that the pendulum will swing back the other way. Lord knows I'm not against big breasts - Salma Hayek and Katy Perry are still prominent on my Celebrity Pass list (though not just because of their bra size.) But big breasts alone don't make a woman sexy, and I especially dislike the current cultural assumption that huge breasts are necessary to be desirable.

Personally, I would *much* rather see a small natural breast than a big fake one. And bigger is not necessarily better - the small perky breast can be the prettiest thing going.

I'm reminded of an old joke. A single guy decides it's time to get married, and has to decide which of the three women he's been dating will be the one he proposes to. The first woman is a beautiful blonde from a wealthy family. The second is a tall brunette who's finishing up her medical school degree. And the third is a redhead who's a yoga instructor and a gourmet cook.

Which one does he choose? The one with the big tits.

The joke makes me laugh, but I also think it's time to grow up and appreciate that there are many kinds of beauty. In this, as in so much else, vive la différence.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

High Leather Boots, Again

Last night, I stopped in a local brew-pub with some friends. We had ordered our beers and settled into conversation when an attractive young lady wearing jeans and high leather boots came in and walked past our group. The guy I was talking with is younger than me, single, and not too subtle, and his head swiveled as she walked past. I'm a bit sneakier cooler, and was able to follow her with my eyes (and also take in my friend's reaction) without swiveling my head.

When she was out of sight, he turned to me with an appreciative smile, and I laughed out loud. I don't remember which of us said it first, but we agreed enthusiastically that jeans and high leather boots are a killer combination.

I'm not a "foot" or "footwear" guy. An attractive woman is attractive whether she's wearing boots, shoes, sandals, sneakers, or no shoes at all. And I don't really care about heels - high heels, low heels, flats...it's all the same to me. But there's just something about high leather boots that I really like - and that I also can't explain why I like.

Looking back, I see that I wrote a virtually identical post last year about this time. And I'll probably write another one next year.

My fingers are crossed that high leather boots never go out of style.

Monday, January 16, 2012

e[lust] #32

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Photo courtesy of Lady Grinning Soul

Welcome to e[lust], the sex blog round-up- The best posts from the hottest and smartest sex bloggers all in one place! This edition highlights topics such as libido, fake orgasms, teenage lust, voyeurism, BDSM consent and so much more. Want to be included in e[lust] #33? Start with the rules, come back in February to submit something and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!

~ The Top Three Posts ~

Assent Matters by SherynB - Find your emotional power to recognize and say “no” to what you don’t want BEFORE you get naked and tied up and give up your actual physical power to walk away to anybody.

Forever The Night - ‘Why the hell shouldn’t I listen? This is my home, my bedroom after all’. So I do listen and I do feel myself twitch at every minute sound on the other side of that fucking wall.

Hands. Fingers. Pleasure. - This was the first time a boy's fingers had such unfettered access to my pussy. Prior gropings under and through clothes had never been like this.

~ e[lust] Editress ~

The Fake Orgasm: You think you know, but you have no idea - I am 34 and I have faked orgasms. There ya have it. But I have never and will never qualify doing so as “I did it for him”.

~ Featured Post (Picked by Lilly) ~

Sadie Says... Awake - In the haze of my missing libido I also lost myself. I began to wonder if I remembered who the hell I was?

All blogs that have a submission in this edition must re-post this digest from tip-to-toe on their blogs within 7 days. Re-posting the photo is optional and the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Kink & Fetish

Connection, Intimacy & Trust
DQ Earns a Pass from Chasity
Five Little Words
Naked and kinky in a busy sex shop
Sharp Tongues and Good Pain
Sexual violence
The Duke Story
'Twas the Night Before Kinky
The Pink Elephant
Who I Am
Who Are You to Change Us?
Waking You

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

Busy Writing
Help! My Vibrator Won't Work
Men and Visual Stimulation
Slippery and sticky and covered in lube
The Safe Zone - Giving Yourself Permission To Screw Up in Non-Monogamy
Until Death Do Us Part

Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor

Interview With Senior Sexuality Advocate Joan Price

Erotic Writing

21
A Read to Remember
Aurelia (A Dirty Kind Of Grace part 1)
A Fistful
banana bread
Christmas Day
Last night in Cap D'Adge
Later On In The Evening
Meat Hooks & Butcher's Twine
Reside
Sugarbutch Star: blckndblue, The Pink Dress
she and he and me...
Surprise Orgasm
wind

Friday, January 13, 2012

FFF: Cracked and Failing


I thought it was my lucky night. I was throwing back tequilas with a leggy brunette, and I quickly agreed when she suggested going back to her place. We stumbled through the door into the darkness and she kissed me hard, then moved away to find the light. I heard the click of a lamp, and I sobered up instantly - the place looked like a crack den. She started undressing sensually, oblivious to what had to be a look of horror on my face.

I resolved to just get out of there...but my feet wouldn't move as she started to reveal her lean body. I looked at the cigarette butts on the floor and told myself to run...but my better judgment was cracked and failing, and when she faced me naked except for high heels, I thought maybe I'd stay for just a little while.

She moved in for another kiss, then whispered in my ear, "Watch what I can do with the mirror."

Yeah, I was staying.



The challenge this week was: 85-188 words.
The phrase "...cracked and failing..." must be used.
Go see Panser's Lair to see who else is participating!

Thursday, January 5, 2012

A Fistful

You writhe on top of me as we kiss, and my hands roam about your body...stroking, squeezing, caressing. Your thick hair falls in my face, and I brush it away, letting it run through my fingers as my hand moves to the back of your head.

I make a fist in your hair...not tight, but you can feel what I'm doing, and I hear your breath catch in your throat. You kiss me with renewed urgency, and I smile to myself...yes, I knew you'd like this. I make my fist a little tighter, and you can feel the increased tension.

I pull back, lifting your head and breaking the kiss, and I hear a soft involuntary moan come from deep in your throat. My lips move immediately to your throat, devouring your soft neck as I keep my fist tight in your hair.

I make my fist tighter still, and I can feel the muscles in my forearm tense. Your moan goes lower and deeper...pure carnal need. My lips move from one side of your neck to the other...my body pressing upwards into yours...both of us desperate to join together.

And we will, very soon. But not just yet. For now, I'm going to keep this tight fistful of your hair and hold you right here, right where I want you. Because you love it. And so do I.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Top 45

Proving himself to be a man of impeccable taste, Aarron at Red Region Inferno has named this blog one of the 45 on his list of the sexiest blogs of 2011.

Just in case he changes his mind (or realizes that my blog was actually meant for his list of 45 blogs that should be encased in cement and dumped to the bottom of the ocean), here's what he wrote:
A journal style blog filled with randomness, but focusing on the more sexual and erotic side of life. I have especially been enjoying his Flash Fiction posts the last few months.
"Filled with randomness"?  Sure, why not. :-)

Many thanks to Aarron. Please check out the list, and enjoy!