I could go on and on, but if I can only pick one, it has to be Yesterday, which came to McCartney in a dream. When he awoke, he thought the tune must be something he had heard as a child, but he played it for everyone he knew to see if they knew it, but nobody did. The lyrics took longer. The song was originally called Scrambled Eggs. I once made a list of my 1,000 favorite songs of the rock era. This was #1.
This is seriously the most delicious, erotic thread I have ever read on this site. I'm not going to do it, but I feel like asking every single person who posted on it to be my friend. However, I am very selective about that, so most of y'all are going to get culled. Doing that will take most of tomorrow. What a rush!!!
I used to suck myself and I enjoyed it, but the way I feel about that just does not compare to my attraction for women.
I learned how to suck my own dick many years ago. I enjoyed feeling the throb in my dick as my cum shot into my throat. I enjoyed the taste, That made me curious, so I sucked a friend's dick and I liked that. That led me to sucking several men. At that point, I was convinced that I was bisexual. A few months later, I got seduced by a divorcee who lived next door. It didn't take me long to figure out that my attraction for men was very different from my attraction for women. After thoroughly analyzing the different aspects of sexual attraction, I decided that out of the ten aspects I came up with, it was 8 1/2 for women and 1 1/2 for men, so since then, I have thought of myself as straight. I have not sucked another man since then, but have sometimes enjoyed my own cum.
About seven years later, I was in the Army and stationed at Fort Meade, MD. I was living off-base in an apartment in Glen Burnie. I was dating a woman who was married, but separated. I was quite proud of my oral skills, and when she told me that nobody had ever performed cunnilingus one her, I took that as a challenge. Before the night was done she had several firsts to cross off her list. Not only had her husband never gone down on her, but he refused to kiss her after she blew him until she brushed her teeth. I don't get that mentality. If you think your cum is gross, which comes from you, then you must think that you are gross. Oh we;;. One man's ceiling is another man's floor.
I am a 64 year old Vietnam vet and have long found this topic to be interesting. I became a feminist while I was still in the Army. From thinking about the best way to address this issue, I have concluded that each woman should have three lovers, each with a different skill set. For example, one could be an older guy who can find her G Spot without a flashlight, Another could be a younger guy with a dick hard enough to drive nails with. The third could be a guy who can fix anything under the sun and won't have to be reminded to take out the trash and can teach the other two to not pee on the floor.
Bethany,
If you lose count, who gives a shit? Take a nap.
To turn the tables, I showed this woman how to find her G Spot. She then decided that that was so much fun, she wanted to then find her H-Z spots. I actually had to carry her to the bathroom for the shower, Her legs were trembling so much that they were useless for transporting her anywhere, Then there was the fact that she could only speak in tongues. She later told me that she was almost afraid to have a rematch. The weird thing about it was, the entire encounter was 100% foreplay. My dick was purely a spectator.
I'll start it off with two songs. First, K.D. Lang's Constant Craving. Second, Patti Smith's cover of Gloria.
Love is loaded with actual sex scenes, but the male lead is one of the most self-centered jerks in the history of filmdom.
West Side Story
South Pacific
Paint Your Wagon
Cats
Tommy
