I do whatever it takes
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Posted:Nov 1, 2016 9:01 am
Last Updated:Nov 4, 2016 7:36 am
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It took me years to realize that the best lover is the pleased lover. I lived for years with the illusion that lovers are independent from each other in receiving joy from sexual intercourse. Only recently it crossed my mind that we are co-responsible for the pleasure of our lover. The media which we have elected as mentors of our sexual education are wrong, once again. They pay too much attention to the charisma of the body, the behavior and the nobility of the person, and provide recipes that guarantee satisfaction as long as the lovers can keep their distance and their anonymity and preserve their inner quality untouched, unrevealed.
“I do what I do. If you do not get satisfaction, it is your problem.”
I could write a book around this phrase. “I do whatever it takes so that you get satisfaction, then it’s your turn.” That’s much better! My new lover would also add. “You first, always!” That was the turning moment of my experience. A woman that is pleased before myself is the one that loves me best.
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Forbidden fruit
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Posted:Oct 24, 2016 7:02 am
Last Updated:Oct 24, 2016 7:03 am
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My fantasies have returned and keep me dreaming when I go to bed. This time there is no gauzy veil protecting the secret identity of my lover with the medium sized breasts and the perfectly round buttocks. This time her face is clear and smiling, I know her for a long time, she has not escaped growing up, she is carrying the wounds of passing time on her face.
Why her? She lives in a different country, she is the widow of my best friend, the last time I saw her was two years ago. Our correspondence was sparse until we stopped responding, I used to write but not anymore, she used to call but not anymore. Both busy working, both trying to fill our lives with a passing romance, one that satisfies the needs of the body more than the needs of the mind.
My phantasy starts with a clear view of her cotton white underwear, no lace, nothing reminding of sexy fake romanticism. But as she approaches me, as she bites my neck, as I lick her back, as I am ready to vibrate with her imaginary presence, her face disappears, her touch and taste become distant again, she vanishes. If I try to skip foreplay, then all I get is a black a black curtain.
An unfulfilled desire? A forbidden fruit? What is she doing in my mind late at night?
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Pussy in the box
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Posted:Oct 18, 2016 10:37 am
Last Updated:May 26, 2024 7:34 pm
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Social networks are different. Their structure and the variety of interaction among the users provide a recipe which allows a new user to improve his/her sociability. Recently I joined a network for photography, not the first or the second that immediately comes to one’s mind. It is a site for professional photographers, devoted amateurs and conceited suckers. I am not sure if I belong to the second or third category. Somewhere in between, I was able to use the site’s magic recipe and after spending an hour daily for a couple of months I have seen the number of my followers increasing rapidly, while the quality of my shots is still questionable.
This site is different. It is like a black box to me. Having decided to be sincere in the first place, my expectations are low (if any). I had the opportunity to meet great women with a frequency of one every year and this is the reason why I insist and patiently wait for a new person to randomly view my profile or read my blog. May be there is no recipe. How many of you, sexy pussies, are real lovers of art and classical music? How many enjoy a visit in the museum and feel horny in front of a Van Gogh or a Rembrandt? I know that I may sound a bit vain here, but this is it. The standards are high. It depends on one’s standards I believe: Age, size of boobs or length of a penis, a fit body, of course, this is the way to tease the eyes and satisfy the ego. What about the mind? How to stimulate one’s mind?
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Has anything changed?
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Posted:Oct 16, 2016 9:47 am
Last Updated:Oct 24, 2016 1:42 am
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I have revisited my Senior Sizzle acount and blog after many years. I ask you if anything has changed over the past two years.
More women than before? Less scammers, less proffessionals?
More respect to nudity and sexual intercourse?
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The gallery
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Posted:Apr 2, 2015 10:55 am
Last Updated:May 29, 2015 10:04 am
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I’ve been away too long living in a dream. I was the night watchman in a gallery with nudes. Every night I was following the same path from hall to hall, every night I was taking a break examining carefully certain paintings. Not always the same painting. Since last July, there were three paintings that caught my attention.
Until October, it was a painting of a paradise island. Couples were hiding behind the palm trees and the tropic flora making love. Innocence was the title of the painting. I had the feeling that the creator was inspired by the blue lagoon film and spent many years of his life in nudist camps.
During the winter, all night long, the painting of a carpenter’s studio in the style of Giuseppe Arcimboldo dominated my dream. Tools and pieces of wood in various shapes and sizes were scattered all around the place. Behind the bench I could see the carpenter himself naked. In front of him a young Lady giving him a blowjob.
Recently I am standing in front of a different painting. There is a young couple depicted. Both in a sexual arousal. I can see the genitals of both. But my eyes, any visitor’s eyes I presume, are not captured by the hard penis and the oversized erected clitoris. The man and the woman hold their hands tightly and tenderly, their fingers are touching gently, their veins are synchronized to their heartbeats. The painter did not want us to focus on their nudity. These affectionate hands were more important to him.
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