This week’s Sex Blog Roundup at Fleshbot nudges aside the nubile innocents in favor of the grizzled veterans, giving props to those with the know-how that comes from accumulating a few notches on the bedpost. You want to talk about experience, I tell you, some of these folks have whittled their bedposts down to toothpicks.
Those of you who enjoy stalking me may well wonder when I get any rest. Madeline wakes me at dawn’s first light for a moment alone, while Anna Smash shows up in the middle of the night to find that even then, we are not alone—much to Luxx’s bewildered delight.
For her part, Eden discovers that things that start sweet with Anna Smash can get heated rather quickly. Eden treats Anna like a princess but before you know it, the two are trading fisticuffs.
There are times, though, that you want to be left alone. Calico’s second orgy is marred by the unwanted advances of a boorish male model (and no, not the other male model she so deftly dispatched at a subsequent orgy). Mulling that over, she has a few thoughts about meeting strangers, even in familiar places.
Speaking of mad skills, well, you know I’ve got ‘em. Happily, I’m always glad to share what I know. That’s why you find me teaching at Dark Odyssey during the weekend of September 14-16. That’s right—my friends and I are returning to sex camp.
I’ll be teaching a session on male bisexuality on the scene and another on g-spot stimulation. I hope you will come to share your thoughts on the former, and to spread your legs for the latter. If you plan to attend and want to volunteer to have your g-spot tickled before an audience, drop me a line at onelifetaketwo@gmail.com.
Now pardon me as I anticipate the prospect of getting you off in public.
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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1 comment:
Damn. Lecturing on one of my favorite topics, and I can't afford to go.
I am way bummed.
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