5 bearded dragons at once... 4 females and one very happy male
If you drive your car at the speed of light and turn your headlights on, would they do any good?
It think, "Wow! This person really knows me!"
I am loved by the ones I love
Mine has certainly gotten hotter since after turning 40. This last year alone has been intense and I have changed and learned so much about myself and exactly what my lovers need. I understand what works for me and what takes them to the brink and over. Still having some of the same lovers that I had around 25ish that I have now, they would agree that I have gotten better with age. And as my tastes and techniques have changed and developed, prolonging enjoyment for all concerned, I don't see my sex life slowing down any time soon.
Ummmmm no room for my junk in those. I have to pass.
Ummmmm no room for my junk in those. I have to pass.
Have you ever wanted to be with someone and knew it could not be?
This question posed gives me pause and causes pain for me.
There have been times when hearts desire matches not with fates design.
So I ache for chances lost with ones who never will be mine.
I loved as deep as ever and perhaps, in their way they did as well,
But the knowledge it could never be, spawned our very private hell.
Time moves on and decisions made, choices with which we live.
But times we shared, priceless to me, and I gave all I had to give.
I love the flexibility of the flogger. It can be drawn across the skin to tickle, used to provide a sensation akin to a friendly slap on the back, spun to create the ultimate back scratcher or wielded like a whip to create a sting and leave marks. I love toys that allow for a wide variety of sensations. Variety is the spice of orgasm.
He has a very friendly and casual attitude in a place where some take themselves far too seriously. Love the fallen angel avatar too.
It was a Penthouse Forum story that I found with some friends of my in a stack of magazines in an abandoned house. I won't mention our age because it would just be edited for content anyway. We spent hours going through the stack with slackened jaws and dilated eyes. I always knew girls were different but never understood the purpose of the differences until that day. I've been hooked on enjoying those differences ever since.
Happy Holidays Mysteria. Hope you have a wonderful time.
This is me. It's what I chose. I don't begrudge anyone for not using their actual picture in thiers. I've met some amazing people here and from two continents away, does it really matter what they look like? I couldn't read a CT scan of their brain anyway and that's the one part of people here I find most attractive. You... not you... really more interested in what's going on in your head anyway.
Both
I cover her mouth with my kiss,
I uncover her secrets with wandering fingertip.
I cover her breast with my palm
I uncover her dreams with a listening ear
I cover her back with my flog
I uncover her beauty with awakened desires
I cover her body with my own
I uncover her soul with softly spoken words
When the passion between you can no longer be denied... could there be a better time?
I'm a Dom. I have been for 25 years, though I did sub to one woman for 3 months as part of my training. It's an old technique for a Dom to better understand their subs. I recommend it to any Dom. It will make you a better one.
First, congratulations on achieving highs great enough to result in "sub drop". Many people never realize that level of pleasure. As to how to deal with it, communication. Talk to your partner and explain what you need following an intense experience. May be you need to be held, or caressed, or just kissed as you come down. It's still part of the experience and it can be a valuable bonding time for you both. He may not realize your need and just thinks when you cum, you're done. If you communicate your needs to him, it gives him the chance to take care of them. This, I believe, is the best place to start in any type of relationship.
I love to have her head off the side of the bed, wrists bound to the head and foot-boards of the bed, then curl her ankles up and spread them, attaching them to her wrists. This puts her open, exposed and available with every opening in her body ready to be teased and toyed with. She becomes a sexual buffet to satisfy all my appetites. What's not to love. From what I hear it's damned enjoyable from her side too.
That depends on the view. If it's up the length of her torso with my tongue buried between her thighs, then, yeah, I might consider it cheating. Unless it's my girl sitting on the face at the other end, then I'll probably get a pass.
"I have cancer and have less than a month to live" (A lie told to me by someone I cared about, two weeks before she changed to a new screen name. It was a month+ of mourning before discovering the truth)
I stare into her eyes, before me, immobile. “Squeeze for me, Pet.” Is my command, “Count to five and then release.” Deep inside, clenching.