I am FtLMale, Doppelgänger of Michael. Well, I prefer to think of myself as a Doppelgänger, a paranormal double, but doctors insist I am his parasitic twin. Either way, we co-exist. Michael thinks I exist only in his imagination, and that he exists only in my imagination, but my writing is proof of my existence. At least one of us is real.Michael savors beauty, and with a simple smile or loving look is ready to preserve her features on canvas, mounted in an exquisite frame. My feelings go somewhat deeper, I relish the flesh, and prefer to preserve my loves on a gilded phallic pedestal.Michael is a skilled technician, bringing machinery back to life to produce water, whereas I view water as life, I make water, thus I make life, thus I am a god... a lesser god.Michael is an easygoing man and enjoys friendly conversation, but having a tender heart shields his emotions. I exist only in the moment, finding that seeking pleasure has its own reward, and conquest its own price.We both travel frequently, Michael enjoys seeing distant ports, towns and beaches. He will carry his camera and capture endless scenes equal to the postcards. I prefer to savor the sensory sensations of Alfredo Fettuccine con Gamberi while in Italy, Cantonese Peking Duck while in China, hot Borscht with sour cream and crushed garlic while in Russia and Queso Flameado with homemade tortillas while in San Miguel de Allende. Wash it down with a local liquor and I am in bliss. Then I am bound for the markets, festivals, mountains and beaches to capture the essence of the land as the natives enjoy it, bargaining with the storekeeper for a new found treasure, dancing with the local ladies in costume, scaling the mountain top for the view of the heavens and running naked in the surf. Michael and I may be one, but we are each our own, and although he does carry the baggage, I think I write better.
That's because it IS totally natural! I don't have a problem with it. Sadly we as a society have huge problems with our bodies - why should anyone have issues with a mother feeding her child? It's a natural thing to do, the health and emotional benefits are huge, for both mother and child, and really ought to outweigh what other people think.When I breastfed my kids, I did it discreetly, more for my personal comfort than what anyone else thought. I refused to hide away in bathrooms and such to do it, which women tend to be encouraged to do. Mazza is right... it IS totally natural and anyone who is offended by it is an embarrassment to their own childhood.
Elliex,You have barely touched the surface of possibilities. Kama Sutra lists 1250 positions and I am sure a few more could be added since it was written some 1800 years ago. Some might even have been created by Gav and other Lush authors.Beat the horse <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/beat_deadhorse.gif" alt="beat_deadhorse"> Surprise her Ass <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/sex.gif" alt="sex"> Threesome Jerk <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/3some.gif" alt="3some"> Martini's Law <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/952-67.gif" alt="952-67">and just plain Forking <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/eat.gif" alt="eat">
No.But obviously if the question were 'Would you lick a slit if you knew it was disease free?' <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/675-lick.gif" alt="675-lick"> the answers would be quite different.
Good luck? I wrote that in the past tense you dumb gump. Actually, as your words often express the insecurity of someone still trying, I continue to believe.
Congratulations to the entire law enforcement community and government of the Commonwealth of Massachusetts and the United States for their outstanding efforts in quickly bringing the suspects in the Boston bombings to bay. Kudos to all involved. RIP to the victims. Comfort in recovery to all those injured. I couldn't agree more, yet sadly, all too many of the injured will never fully 'recover'. But in the wake of this, I cannot help but point out the grievously errors committed by media. Posting inaccurate, untrue statements based on hearsay was damaging to both the investigation and to innocent individuals falsely 'branded'.
I visited lovely Isla de Margarita and Caracas a few years ago. I realized that few were willing to be outspoken about the government policies. Despite the fraudulent election results keeping Maduro's regime in power, it is encouraging that people are more willing to voice their opposition. I do hope for an eventual honest election, yet more important wish it is done without bloodshed.
Yes I am. But I wouldn't recommend anyone getting it done now. I was clipped as a baby and didn't walk for a year afterwards. I couldn't agree more! It really is something we do not have a choice in as it is usually done shortly after birth, but be that as it may; I am glad I was circumcised as an infant.Being from the US, I wondered where I fit in the overall ratio. (WHO) estimated that globally 30% of males aged 15 and over are circumcised. The percentage of circumcision does vary markedly throughout the world; in the US 91% of boys born in the 1970s, and 83% of boys born in the 1980s were circumcised. The percentage continues to change with public perception changes as well as ethnic background.I am in Russia now where the percentage is well below 20%, and although circumcision may be unusual, it is still more than 'acceptable'. http://upload.lushstories.com/1043736847-Global_Map_of_Male_Circumcision_Prevalence_at_Country_Level.png
I have known guys that went off the deep end when they experienced this, but personally I find it even more stimulating later knowing where her mouth has been, and I wished I could be there too.But the best situation is to be in the middle... http://upload.lushstories.com/1368393990-womenkiss2.jpg
A breast can weigh up to 3-4 pounds each if a woman has a D cup size. The average breast size is 36C so you could be looking at around 3 pounds EACH. 3 pounds of flesh, swinging in the breeze, jumping up and down when exercising,... you cannot accept braless breasts will sag more than bra-ed breasts? You can't accept that roughly 3 pounds of weight would make a woman's boobies sag just a little?Guy's just DON'T get it... because they don't have breasts! Hi Trinket,I am not against bras, and actually love seeing a woman in a well fitting Demi Bra, Sports Bra, any lacy bra or even with only a Hand Bra. http://upload.lushstories.com/328708560-hand-bra.jpg I did not state that I do not 'accept' that bra-less breasts will sag more than bra-ed breasts, of course I accept that. Gravity has it's pull, thus bra-less breasts will surly swing lower than breasts while being supported by a bra, regardless of age, size or condition.I merely 'questioned' if wearing a bra continuously will weaken the tissue supporting the breasts more so than not wearing a bra. I found the the quoted study on this issue which I linked to earlier. I would love to read of a scientific study with different results.As you know, under the breasts are the pectoralis major muscle, which when exercised will lift the breasts, making them appear fuller. Yet the fitness of this muscle seems to have little effect toward the actual prevention of sagging.Robert Mansell, a professor of surgery at the University Hospital of Wales, in Cardiff, reported that, "Bras don't prevent breasts from sagging, with regard to stretching of the breast ligaments and drooping in later life, that occurs very regularly anyway, and that's a function of the weight, often of heavy breasts, and these women are wearing bras and it doesn't prevent it." John Dixey, at the time CEO of Playtex, agreed with Mansell. "We have no medical evidence that wearing a bra could prevent sagging, because the breast itself is not muscle so keeping it toned up is an impossibility."
I do have to agree with Crazydiamond that if my balls were 'D' size I would never run, and doubt if I could even walk that bow-legged. Just as we men wear support when we exercise, woman surely need a sports bra when exercising.I do seriously question if wearing a bra continuously will weaken the tissue supporting the breasts more so than not wearing a bra for daily activities. I cannot accept that bra-less breasts will sag more than bra-ed only because National Geography has shown few photos of native women that might have lived a lifetime of nutritional deficiencies. I have traveled to many countries and observed many full breasts that resist the rigors of gravity without support.Perhaps to sag or not to sag is more due to diet, healthy living habits, and genetics.
‘He held her, arms captive behind her back, her naked breasts pressed against his chest. Her nipples hard as stone, was that from the cool water or his hot body? It didn’t matter, he would take her here…’ “There is Cayo Lobos, just up ahead.” Brian’s voice squawked in my headset. I closed my tablet where I had been writing and looked ahead. I could see the small island with...
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Down in the Virgin Islands there is a beach, it is a small, somewhat remote beach and is accessible by four-wheel drive, and then only when the path isn’t washed out from a recent rain. It is near the famous Megans Beach, and is shown on maps only as Neltjeberg Bay. I know it as Eleanor’s Beach. It is one of the most beautiful beaches in the Caribbean, or at least of the beaches I have seen;...
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Her Sunday Day One "Sí, lo quiero", that said, the flat was mine. The furnished flat was perfect, just off Plaza Traginers in Barcelona's Gothic quarter, a few minutes walking distance from the excitement of La Rambla, yet the area was still quiet. The Gothic Cathedral was quite nearby and I could relish an intriguing view of the Roman walls from the delightful terrace off the...
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Her Monday Day Two It is hot; steam swirling around my body like moist silk fabric. I lie there, my body stripped of any covering, as my arms remain held over my head by some invisible force; my legs spread, my womanhood open and wanton. Yet, as I lie here, I am without fear; I feel a hunger, an emptiness, a need to be filled. He is there, in the dark. I can feel his presence,...
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Her Tuesday Day Three My eyes opened, feeling the warm sun playing on the bed. My dreams had been empty, but I suddenly remembered the previous nights dream. Being held down, my nude body so wanton for him, his eyes ravishing me; I was surprised to realize how much I missed him. ‘Missed him? How could I miss a stranger in a dream? Or, was I missing my handsome neighbor… were...
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The real problem with being a teenage male is having two heads, and no matter what the big one is thinking, the little one has his own opinion and wants to grow up to be the big head. Making matters worse, the little head picks the absolute worst times to grow. Your math teacher is an old spinster and your classmates are immature girls that spend the hour passing notes to each other; but...
Added 10 Nov 2011 | Category First Time
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Since meeting online last year we had been chatting and emailing, getting to know each other, eventually coming to know each others secret desires. The anonymous nature of the Internet allowed us to disclose things we might never had revealed otherwise. In doing so we had discovered things about each other our closest friends would never know, and in turn we had discovered inner desires we...
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“You should see my maid…Johnny.” Ver saw the question in my eyes, but only repeated again, “You should see my maid.” Ver was the imported local machine operator, a Filipino and was becoming a good friend. I had been on this Caribbean island for several days, and was still waiting for the parts to be flown in. Until then, each afternoon, Ver and I would get together at the local store and...
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I would lay beside you, always touching you, your hand in mine, our shoulders touching. Then you sit between my legs, your back against my chest, sharing the same view, hearts mere inches from each other. I am free to kiss your neck, and nibble your ear, free to stroke your tummy, and to smell your hair. And we savor each moment. So close, you arouse me, and...
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Can I love someone, Never seeing their face, Without their touch, Or their warm embrace? Can I love someone, Never seeing their eyes, Without their caress, Would it be wise? Can I love someone, Never seeing their smile, Without their kiss, Only their writing style? Can I love someone, Never...
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A single tear slides down her cheek, noticed by him, yet still so bleak. Slender fingers wipe it away, pushing herself just one more day. Then another falls to take its place, she scolds herself; ‘tis her disgrace. It is her shame, there is no relief, each tear simply prolongs her grief. If you were to ask, why does she weep, would she just wipe, to clean her soft cheek? ...
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