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Tuesday, October 23, 2012

TMI Tuesday: Then and Now

1. What one part of your sex life today would most surprise the 17 year old you?
The fact that I have one. Also that it's continued to get better and better, and that it's a very significant part of who I am. At 17, that was urgently hoped for, but by no means assumed.

2. What one thing might shock that younger you?
How my attitude toward sexuality has changed. I grew up fairly repressed - that wasn't drilled into me by parents or church, as it seems to be with many people - but I had a lot of ideas of right/wrong, should/shouldn't, and very narrow ideas of what was acceptable. I have difficulty now trying to put myself in that mindset, even as an intellectual exercise. Just about everything about the current me would be shocking to the younger me: my comfort with my body and my sexuality, and my firmly-held opinion that whatever happens between consenting adults is fine.

3. What part of the younger you’s (not necessarily at age 17) sex life do you look back on with the most nostalgia?
Nothing.

4. Is there anything in the younger you’s sexual ambitions or fantasies you have not yet fulfilled?
No. My actual experiences have been more and better than I ever dared hope.

Bonus: Give your 17 year old self a piece of sexual advice.
Do not under any circumstances marry your first regular sexual partner. Gratitude for regular sex isn't love, and isn't enough to base trying to set up a life together. But I wouldn't have taken that advice - some things you have to learn by experiencing them.



How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we'll all know where to read your responses. Please don't forget to link to tmituesdayblog from your website!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Blog Chain: "Hot Sex with the Spouse"


The October edition of Kat's blog chain is now posted. This month's topic is "hot sex with the spouse." Please read the various submissions - you'll be glad you did. My entry is a post from the archives (Beach House).

If you haven't joined in yet, why not join next month's edition? The subject will be "Sex with a Politician or Public Figure (or public official)."

Hmmmm.... I've never had sex with a politician or a public figure. I guess I have one month to remedy that!

Full blog chain details are here.

Monday, October 8, 2012

A Little Deeper

You look up at me with your big eyes, asking me wordlessly if you're doing a good job? I give you a half smile and a nod of my head. You know you are...you know how much I love having you on your knees in front of me. You've been sucking my cock greedily...hungrily...bobbing your head up and down...one of my hands cradling your head and guiding you.

But now it's time to give you a little more. Time for you to go a little deeper. Now both my hands grip your head...both sets of my fingers lace in your hair. I pull out so that just my head is in your mouth...then I slowly push forward, thrusting my hips. You try to open, and I hit the back of your throat. I slowly withdraw, looking down at you.

I know you want to do better than that, so we'll try again...slowly out, letting you get your breath...then thrusting back in, my grip on your head firmer, my thrust more insistent. I feel you trying to open, trying to take more. I know you want it, and I want to give it to you.

I push...sliding a fraction of an inch deeper into your throat. You're trying to keep looking up and keep your gaze on mine, but I can see your eyes watering. I hear the gurgling in your throat...you're right at the point of gagging. I hold you right there...muscles straining...right on the edge, for what seems like minutes...hours...and then I break the tension, easing off just a bit.

I withdraw an inch, and hear you gasp for air...your watery eyes still looking up at me. You know by my gaze that that was good...but we're not done. I think you can take more, and you're going to go just a little deeper this time.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

A First Meeting


I looked at my watch, noting that the agreed-upon time was a few minutes past, and smiled at myself for the butterflies in my stomach. There's always a nervousness about first meetings - even when you've exchanged e-mails and talked, and you're comfortable that there's plenty in common and that you want to meet in person...there's still a small voice whispering, "Are you sure this isn't going to go horribly wrong?"

The knock on the door finally came. The initial greeting was a blur, and I was more relieved than anything - nothing had been misrepresented, and whatever happened, it wasn't going to be a disaster.

There was some friendly small talk, and then we were both ready to get down to business. We fell into a nice easy rhythm right away, and I smiled to myself at how well everything was going - it was everything you hope for, and don't dare expect. We smiled at each other, and I got some nice compliments, which I returned.

That feeling of connection never gets old or stale - it's a great feeling every single time. And finding it with someone new is always a rush.

We went for more than two hours without a break, and then decided we'd better call it a night. Before saying goodbye, we'd already made plans for a next time. Who knows how things will develop, but it was a very exciting first meeting.

This is the completely true story of a Craigslist encounter that happened last weekend - from the "Musicians Classified" section. I'm looking for jam partners, or even a band to join. And it occurred to me how similar the whole screening/meeting process sounded to many stories I've read here in blogland, so I thought I'd have a little fun telling the tale. :-)