Flying the friendly skies
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Posted:Mar 13, 2006 9:56 pm
Last Updated:Mar 15, 2006 10:03 am
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I just came back from Atlanta--normally I dread the trip, because I HATE flying. Something about being 30,000 feet abovethe ground in a metal tube just seems wrong to me. This trip, however, was not all that bad....
I got the the airport early and as I waited for the plane to board, I noted the unusual number of very, VERY attractive women who would be on the flight. Two in particular, friends, caught my eye. They were young (late 20s, I assumed), pretty, and curvey. One had full, dark hair and the other was strawberry blonde. Their shirts were stretched tightly over their breasts showing off every seam of their bras and their nipples. I'm not normally a breast man, but I found it verrry hard to pry my eyes away from them. THey were very friendly with each other...lots of physical affection, jokingly slapping each-other's butts as one or the other bent over to get something from their bag...by the time we boarded, my mind was racing with fantasies.
My seat had been changed at the last minute to the very back of the plane. As usual, I ran the gauntlet passed everyone else, trying not to go crazy over the pressing masses of humanity. I finally seated myself and began to relax...to see the two women looking at their tickets and pointing to my row. Hmmmm, I thought...this could get interesting.
As they got closer I realized they were speaking spanish...with spanish accents...verry nice  ( I love a rolling R  ). THeir bags were (conveniently) too heavy, so I offered to help lift them to the overhead storage for them, which they accepted. After that we chatted a little, but soon fell into the normal silence you have with the people that are sitting in your lap during a full flight. Luckily the flight sat on the runway for the next half hour . We started talking...one was a med student, one a travel agent. We actually talked about anything and everything...their lack of boyfriends, my jewelry and photography, their travel plans...it was one of those wonderfully free conversations you can only have with a strangers. Now, many women who have read my blogs say I need to flirt more...so I did  I flirted my ass off, and they responded in kind. We could have been talking about anything, but our eyes and body language said volumes more. While there was nothing overtly sexual about our encounter, it was fun and very, very sexy...nothing like just feeling the sparks and appreciating it for what it is.
By the end of the flight we had all gotten a little touchy, and gave each other hugs as we parted. No nookie this time for Bri...but they did ask for my phone number and email. They say the travel frequently and are always looking for a friend who can give them a place to spend the night...I think I could oblige
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Priorities...
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Posted:Mar 7, 2006 3:31 am
Last Updated:Mar 13, 2006 9:34 pm
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I haven't been in blogland for a while...just too much to do! I'll be away for the next week or so, but when I get back I'll write all about my crazy, debaucherous (is that really a word?) life. Sorry to all who I've fallen out of contact with! -Bri
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The power of touch
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Posted:Mar 1, 2006 6:45 am
Last Updated:May 9, 2006 12:49 pm
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A long dry spell ended yesterday with a wonderfully sensual day spent in bed. Shockin as it may sound, there was actually NO sex (intercourse). While I love penetration as much as the next hornball, the relaxed pace and the confortable, teasing nature of yesterday was blissfull. Our hands and mouths explored everywhere. Gentle, teasing touches, strong embraces, rough gropes...all brought us to a continued state of arousal without ever feeling rushed.
I'd have to say my favorite part was helping her discover her G spot...I mean REALLLY discover her G spot. We talked about it for some time after...how it was a totally new sensation. It made her weak in the knees and nearly pass out...and entirely different type of O, she said. I think we decided that most men have no clue where it is, and most women don't use the right ammount of pressure.
I said in previous blogs that I have "magic" hands...that I really try to listen to my partner's body and touch, stroke, lick, fuck in time with their natural rythm. Hopefully my friend agrees!
I was wondering...how many women have had a G-spot orgasm...the kind that makes your knees buckle and (maybe?) squirt? What were you doing when it happened? How did it feel?
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Yes, more please...
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Posted:Feb 27, 2006 1:27 pm
Last Updated:Mar 15, 2006 8:15 pm
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I've been absolutely insatiable lately. Between impromptue phone calls from "friends" and the erotic emails I've bene getting lately, I've been at a constant level of arousal for the past few days. Now, there's a possibility for me to meet one of said friends very shortly...this could get verrrry interesting.
A question for all you folks in blogland (now that you've asked me so many womderful questions!)...how many times a day do you masturbate...even if it's not to orgasm? Assuming you have a willing and able partner nearby, would you have sex more or fewer times than you pleasure yourself? Do you find it more erotic to have another please you or to please yourself, given that you know all of your "special" spots .
On that note....mmmmmm....
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In the spirit of Montey Python
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Posted:Feb 25, 2006 5:34 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Ask me 3 questions.
No more, no less.
Ask me anything you want. Emotional, personal, sexual, deep and dark.
I will answer them honestly.
Then I want you to ut and paste this to your journal/blog.
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Strip clubs
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Posted:Feb 24, 2006 8:44 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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In "real" life, I try not to be blatant about my objectification of people...regardless of how hot they are . Some times, though, it's nice to leave those societal hang ups behind and go to a place where objectification is encouraged. I'm feeling very horny...but in the need for a nice, person to person tease. The solution? My friendly local strip club! I don't go often, but it's like Cheers...all the dancers there seem to know my name...hmmm wonder why . Well, I'm off to work and after that, time to play!
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Photographic foreplay, part I
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Posted:Feb 23, 2006 8:00 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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I've been a photographer for about 8 years now--I started taking refernece pictures for human figure sculpture and now I do anything from help models develop fashion portfolios to art nude and erotica. At this stage, it's pretty much a buisness (or paying hobby) for me...and I try so hard to not mix buisness with pleasure. That being said, there's something very sexy about openly objectifying woman and being allowed to embrace her beauty. Many models I've worked with say it a very sexy feeling to have that kind of attention, and I love giving it as well.
Quite a few years ago, I met a freshman at my university who was a complete exhibitionist. She was one of my first non-art models--she wanted me to take a few pictures of her for her boyfriend. Lucky bastard...she was beautiful (great hair, large doe-like eyes, incredible body with curves all in the right places) AND loved to show off. Of course I argeed. The first shoot was very fun...and definately some sexual tension there. She had a boyfriend, though, who she obviously cared about and I was not going to get in between them.
Well, needless to say, he loved the pictures. The next time he visited, he wanted to do another shoot, with him present. Usually I feel very awkward about a model's bf/husband being there--it seems to make them more inhibited and the photos show it. This, however, was not the case for them. She was a total ham (in a good way) and he ate it up! He was telling her how sexy she was as she looked at me lustfully and licked and ate a bowl of cherries....truly one of the sexiest times of my life.
It doesn't end there, though...They had spent the night at my place instead of renting a hotel (she lived in a dorm). We all woke up about the same time and before the day got under way, they took a shower. I heard thumping and moaning coming from the bathroom and I could only imagine what they were doing (and I did just that!). When they came out, clad only in towels, I'd asked them if they had a good time. She actually blushed a little...and he said that he really enjoyed himself, taking her ass in his hands roughly. She began to object, but he looked at her sternly. I later learned that she was very submissive and little more than a look from him would put her in her place. Well, with this look, she stopped objecting...he took her towel off of her, exposing her beautiful body. I'd now seen her naked a few times, but this was far more erotic. She was clearly aroused (her nibbles stood up and her skin was already flushed). She bit her lip...looked at her bf...and looked at me. He told her to drop to her knees, which she did without skipping beat. She took his towel off and engulfed his cock. Needless to say, I was loving the show!
They soon moved to the bed, where she rode him with long slow thrusts. It was a beautiful thing to watch! Here eyes would wander from his to mine as she fucked him (it's driving me crazy just remembering it!).
Finally she looked to me and asked me what I was waiting for...I was welcomed to join in. It didn't take me long to get naked!!! As she rode him, she artfully sucked me off. Not only could I feel how much she was enjoying his cock inside of her through her moans, but she really was an expert at oral. she rose off his cock and bent over to take him in her mouthlifting her ass up to me. When I first entered her, I don't know who enjoyed it more, him or her. Later he told me how much he loved watching her get fucked...and it showed!
By that time we'd lost all inhibitions. We fucked and sucked all day long. We gave her her first double penetration, which she loooved (almost passed out from the orgasm and had to stop to recover!). She finished both of us off with her mouth, letting our cum dribble over her chin and onto her chest.
THis was my first experience with 3somes, and I was hooked! I credit them with a lot of my sexual openness and desire (need?) to experiment now. I also blame them for making me wonder ever time I have a photoshoot...hmmmm maybe this won't be JUST about pictures...
I've never replicated the experience, but would love to. Maybe this time I'll have 2 women as models? Any takers?
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Here we go again...
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Posted:Feb 22, 2006 9:18 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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I'm back! I Hope y'all missed me . I would like to say I've have 10 days of debauchery...that my poor manhood is overused that I cringe at the thought of another erection...but that's not the case (and not likely...ever!!!). I've been working my butt off, which needs to be done, but I sooo need to feel the warmpth of another body next to mine.
There were some offers...but scheduling and distance just made it impossible.
Senior Sizzle is great in some ways. It give us hornballs a venue to find like-minded people in ways that won't get us fired or lead to a restraining order. Unfortunately, it's been my experience that the ones we click with are far away and busy (which is good...having a life is a good thing!!). I myself is trying to find the balance...work and sex...obligation and fun...I could spend my whole life balancing the two before I get it right, I think.
Right now, though, I could go for about 24 hours of touching, licking, sucking, fucking, making love, massaging, nibbling, teasing, and carressing. I sooo need physical contact and I realllly need an orgasm. So, here I sit, naked...pleasuring myself and waiting for a little helping hand (or mouth?)
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Swedish delight
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Posted:Feb 14, 2006 10:22 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Here's a blast from the past...back from when I was in high school. Yes, this is the era of Dez, so yes, I was clueless. Sigh, only if I hadn't been!
I was still very unaware of my sexuality and fairly socially awkward (who isn't in high school!). In spite of being somewhat of a recluse, i decided to take a huge step and go to an international youth environmental conference in Colorado. On the whole, it was a great experience for me. I was finally able to meet like-minded people and come out of my shell (though not entirely). One of the best things about those 10 days was M.
Let me first say that I'd admired her from afar...but never considered actually talking to her, let alone becoming physical. She was a swedish hippie-chick. Pixie-cut blond hair, wonderful natural body, very cute, and wore the same dress (her mother's dress from the 60s!) every day. Apparently she'd been looking at me too, because one night while everyone else was dancing I chose to sit outside and look at the stars. She noticed me leave the crowded room and followed me out. To be honest, there was a bit of a language barrier, but we managed to talk a little. I don't remember how it happened, but we ended up laying under a cottonwood tree, the stars gleaming in her bright blue eyes. This was one of those moments in life that you'll always remember with crystal clarity--the conversation had paused...she was looking so deeply into my eyes....she touched my chest...then kissed me. The softest, sexiest, sweetest kiss ever. It was the kind of kiss you compare all others to afterwords....
After that, M and I were inseperable. We'd press our bodies to each other's when standing, stroke each other's thighs and arms while seated, and make out whenever possible. One day, after a hike, M and I returned before the rest of the group. We began kissing, but she soon pulled away. She gave me a look that I didn't understand then, but I do now. It was the "you're going to get lucky" look. She took my by the hand and led me down a dark hallway. She opened the door to a room...only to find a janitor there. She rolled her eyes in frustration and took me back to the cafeteria, where we made out till everyone came back. I can only imagine what would have happened if the janitor hadn't been there...or if I had known enough to encourage her to try another room. Still, this fueled so many of my fantasies the the years ahead...I still can almost taste her lips...and I imagine what the rest of her may have tasted like...
-Bri
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happy V-Day!
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Posted:Feb 14, 2006 9:07 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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I hope you all find a way to spread the love in whatever way you choose, be it a friendly hug or...well, just a friendly spread! -Bri
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Seeing is believing
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Posted:Feb 13, 2006 12:02 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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As you know now, by reading my random words tossed into cyber-space, that I've modeled. My friends laugh that I'm a gay pinup model (not far from the truth). I don't mind being completely naked for photos at all, but one thing I've always been very strict about--no dick pics. Personally I think they're tacky. However, I've had several emails from women on Senior Sizzle actually ASKING for full frontal nudity pics or (gasp) pics of me hard. I've always thought they were the types of pics "nasty" guys sent to women so I hadn't even considered getting some until now. So, the question of th minute is: in general, do you like pics with full frontal nudity? Hard? If so, would you like to see some of me? I imagine that could be arranged...I'll just have to wait for it to warm up!
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Bare down there?
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Posted:Feb 13, 2006 9:05 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Back when I modeled often, I used to wax my body hair off. This was nescessary to show off muscle definition, etc etc. All that was left was a about 4 square inches of pubic hair, neatly trimmed. I loved the feeling, but haven't maintained it just because it takes too much time, though I still trim/shave my pubic hair. So, ladies, what do you prefer? A fully natural man? A Man completely bald (lol except for his head, maybe )? Or somewhere in between?
I personally love pubic hair on a woman. Not a jungle, mind you, but a nice feminine patch that says "I'm not a 9 year old girl". I do looove giving oral, and it's just so much more pleasurable to have smooth lips to kiss, nibble, and suck without having to worry about pulling hair out of your teeth. Ladies, how do you groom yourselves? What do you like about the amount of hair you have (or don't!)?
ps. I'm frozen!!! Can anyone help warm me up??? BRRRRRRRRR
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Alcohol and Inhibitions
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Posted:Feb 12, 2006 6:11 am
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2006 9:27 pm
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Let me preface this by saying that I am not, and never was, a big drinker. I've actually never gotten drunk...I've just never seen the need.
Yesterday at a retreat I had the pleasure of viewing many of my colleagues get slightly drunk. These normally socially reserved people were speaking openly...flirting...actually having a good time. Such a difference in their normal personas! In a group of women I was talking to, one shared her penchance for streaking and skinny-dipping...the other complained that she and her new husband had been so busy they hadn't had time for sex. During the conversation, several people asked me if I needed a drink. I politely said no and didn't think much more of it.
When I finally got home, a few things finally snapped into place. I didn't feel like I needed a drink because I act like other people do when they're comfortably tipsy. I'm open, flirty, and definitely less reserved than most sober people. Also, my friendships have been limited for most of my adult life for one of two reasons. First, people don't invite me to social gatherings because they I don't drink. Second, I think most people are put off by my openness during sober conversations.
My question to y'all is this...WHY do people feel the need to use alcohol as a social lubricant? And why, especially if their drunk behavior is as open (if not more!) than my sober behavior, am I shunned except when they have a glass in their hand?
...I did get invited to go streaking, but we decided against it based on the weather. We'll see if she's still interested in a raincheck later!
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