One of my favorite sensual treats. Love this part of the erotic playground.

I wonder how long I have before the elevator doors open.

This is definitely on my (popcorn) bucket list.

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If I can't be participating in the orgasm, I love watching a penis ejaculate. And I really love when I have a hand in causing that ejaculation....

I like the way you think. I'm not interested in watching myself as much as I'm interested in performing for an interested audience.

So, all those times I've been told to do this...and it was ACTUALLY POSSIBLE?!!!

Just reading this question makes me never want to ever have sex again.

For a moment in time I was a college professor. Every year I watched other teachers find themselves in trouble over student relationships. I guess that's why I never went there. Oh, I thought about it! A few of my student meetings were quite...tense. There was definitely some fun flirtation and a few students truly snooped into my personal life a bit too much. But I was able to keep myself in check.

I actually did this once. Worst 20 minutes of my life.

I'm pretty sure that if I stop the world will end. You're all welcome.

It absolutely depends entirely on the nature of the relationship and moment. I love face to face for communication and personable fun. This is close, intimate, and can be on a very wide spectrum of moods from erotic to silly and everything in between. If it's a physical "let's get off" kind of encounter then nothing beats doggy style. I feel very much in control and visually it's a lot of fun.

Oddest? Theatre fly grid about 100' over a stage. (Not while a show was in progress).

I want to be wanted again.

Porn seems so artificial it actually separates me from what I truly desire from sex. Images often spark my imagination, and sounds, and occasionally I will watch an amateur video. I think that's what attracts me about the written stories - it let's my own experience and imagination guide what is true and moving for me.

Grilled burgers. Might have to find some Mexican beer for Cinquo de Mayo.

I love eating out. As for my condition at the moment - It seriously depends on so many other factors. The greatest variable is if she is audibly enjoying it? If I'm getting feedback (in addition to the obvious tactile, delicious meal I'm enjoying) then I'm going to be throbbing. As many in this thread have pointed out, the activities that took place previously can also have a dramatic effect on the rising or falling action.

I really shouldn't have started the relationship with the one who broke my heart. The sex was fantastic, but the outcome was more wreckage than I bargained for.

16 states. Thinking about it makes me want to have some great travel experiences.

Yes. I had an encounter with a guest Instructor. I was a prof. briefly and was extremely careful to avoid relationships with my students.

HYE been caught having sex in a car?

Absolutely. Very intimate.

Wife - of course.

Stranger - well, there are chat rooms that cater to that sort of thing. So...yeah.

Guy - nah. Not my scene.

I've always been a bit of a voyeur so when my neighbors, or hotel guests are loud enough I find it incredibly inspiring. At times (when circumstances and partners allow) I've even tried to oblige and return the favor.

Nope. At least not a direct transaction.

Have you ever listened to someone having sex they thought was private, and then had to face them soon after?

It's an interesting fantasy. I'm not sure how it would actually play out in my experience, but I do like the thought. I've never had the opportunity with my wife, or previously with girlfriends, but I'd definitely be open to it. Hmm, ...word choice.

11:45 here in Atlanta. Rum and coke. Rum and coke. And a rum and coke. I'm probably not sleeping for a while, just here reading a bit and waiting for the moon to rise. Weather is perfect to sit out on my patio and enjoy the night.

Zero.

I've always been intrigued with the idea of taking one just to see what happens. It would be fun to see just how far some chemical assistance could take me.

But I'm afraid my spouse wouldn't want to stick around for a multiple course meal. She's usually satiated by the end of what I though were the appetizers.

Jeans and commando don't mix. But as soon as the jeans are off and it's sweats or shorts...fine with me and the boys.

In the darkness, I smelled the coconut oil our skin was sharing.

I'd like to be a voyeur to an enthusiastic flasher.

Old Tub Bourbon. I need a serious upgrade.