The life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
When told by my wife that our fifteen-year relationship was over, I found that everything in my life was upended. I took solace when friends and family pointed out I was no longer responsible for her personal happiness, just my own—and that of my four children.
I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
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I went into marriage as a bisexual kid, suspicious of monogamy. I was a good husband, and played by the rules. Now I'm single again, and wondering if I didn't have it right back then.
This blog picks up my new life in progress—the life of a parent, and pervert, in New York City.
Photograph by Adrian Buckmaster Photography. New York, NY. July 5, 2015.
(c) 2004-2019. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.
Jefferson
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Tuesday, December 05, 2006
Sapphic Erotica
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Now I get it.
A little older, a little wiser, and finally I understand the appeal of girl-on-girl action.
Time was, I would fast forward through the lesbian scenes in porn films, waiting for the inevitable moment when a man would open the bedroom door to ask, “Say, what are you girls up to?”
But nowadays, with so many women licking on each other in my own bedroom, I have come to fully appreciate the visual appeal of donut bumping. Many is the orgy where I raise a hand to the men to say, “Boys, please . . . dicks down for now. Let’s let the bean flickers be.”
If you happen to go for the younger girls—you know, the ones who may be lesbians until graduation—then I recommend Sapphic Erotica. It’s all about the girls, with nary a man to come knocking.
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5 comments:
Lesbian until graduation! I taught you that!
And, no, I'm not one of em!
"Let the bean flickers be.."
That's great. I want a tshirt.
Those were my sentiments exactly as well, Lioness.
Ha! I couldn't agree more. While it's cute, it's not erotic for me at all. While those nails might feel good on my back or in my hair, it's doing nothing for me down below.
Not only are those not lesbians, they aren't even into it.
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