We have barely touched; never kissed. He stands before me like a mountain as I tremble with heat, excitement, fear, wanting. This is what I came here for. To be a little afraid. To learn what it is like when sex has an edge. To give up control and learn my own reactions, savor… Continue reading The first time I submitted to a man (Part 1)
I promised a while back that I would tell the story of how I lost my virginity. People just love telling these stories anyway, but I’ve always found my initiation into intercourse to be particularly amusing. To me, at least, and hopefully for some of you as well. Somehow or another I got to be… Continue reading Losing my virginity, part 1
You could say I was always interested in sex. By the time I was fifteen (as yet untouched by man, so to speak), I’d read most of Masters and Johnson’s Sex and Human Loving. My girlfriends and I would talk on the phone for hours about boys, about sex. I’d sneak downstairs to our basement and… Continue reading First time sex
Ingrid Bergman once said, “”A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.” There’s some truth to that. There are many times in my life when a kiss said more than words could ever say. When I was fifteen I had my very first real adult kiss. I… Continue reading First kisses
No news to anyone who’s been reading this diary for a while that I love fingers. Love isn’t even really the right word – I worship it. It is, bar none, the sexiest thing ever invented (to me) and it can be done in so many different ways and places that it’s just… ummmm. 🙂… Continue reading The 101 of fingering
I found an older article on Salon called I Wanna Hold Your Hand. My confession, then: I have gone to bed with men, in part, for the beauty or agility or originality of their hands. Some women fall for the curve of a thigh, the slope of a shoulder, the broad welcoming plane of a chest.… Continue reading Handy men
After all the erotica I’ve read (my shelves are full to bursting with the stuff) you’d think I wouldn’t run across anything that titillated and surprised me. Arouse, sure – these books are wonderful mind candy. But to run across something, particularly of the vanilla variety, that I’d never read, that made my thighs clench over and… Continue reading Circling the clit the right way
I’ve mentioned before how much I love fingers and hands. I love the feel of them inside and out, and while I enjoy cunnilingus there are just some heights I reach through being touched that I never quite seem to reach with a tongue. At last, I’m not alone. Read a great article in the Good Vibes online… Continue reading Fun with fingers
Some days, I truly believe so. An excellent case in point is the fingers vs. tongue debate I’ve often shared with my friends. Allow me to explain. Most of my friends – female and male both – think I’m crazy because I prefer a man’s fingers to a man’s tongue any day, any place, any… Continue reading My two sided sexuality
After an incredible span of working way too many hours, I’m finally nearing a point where I can resume the bits and pieces of my social life. This weekend was a good start; Bast and I decided to satisfy our curiousity and rent some gay male porn. To say we enjoyed it would be putting… Continue reading Men who love men
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