There is something more experienced men understand that younger men may not, and that nothing is more arousing to a man than getting a woman to a climatic point of arousal and then taking her over the edge into a mind blowing orgasm. And the best way to do that is often to take great care and pleasure in licking, nibbling and “eating” her pussy. I love it. There is nothing like it. To feel her body responding to my touch, to sense her arousal deepen as I do my best to please he. To hear and feel her respond in orgasmic bliss – that gets me more excited and prepares me to make love or fuck like nothing else can. So it may be a matter of age or experience, but I love to please a woman. It gives me satisfaction and deepens my arousal, preparing me for more.
Yes. Stolen moments of exhilarating excitement. Simultaneously wonderful and painful. Couldn’t bring myself to end it and felt so alone when it was over.
I have just been reminded, in a most pleasing way, that Italian accents are quite arousing and seductive.
My favorite accents? That depends upon the woman. A light Southern accent is both alluring and seductive (I have an image of eyes to match that accent which start as flirtatious, morph to seductive, and suddenly turn fiery with lust); there is romance in a French accent, charm in an English accent, and fire, lust and strength in an Australian accent (coupled in my mind with eyes that sparkle and turn to an intense lust). So go ahead women of Lush, seduce me with your accents.
It's hard to come up with a short list, and I know that in writing this off the top of my head that I am going to miss something and wonder what I was thinking in forgetting it. I love to read, both history and biography, and novels. So here is a short and very partial list of the most memorable books that I have read. And if you are interested in history that reads like a novel, pick up Nicholas and Alexandra (see below), the tale of the last Tsar of Russia, his overthrow and the murder of his entire family in the communist revolution. A gripping and tragic tale. As for lighter reading that is memorable, then I would recommend anything written by Alan Furst (for those looking for well written historical fiction of spies in the World War II and prewar period – full of shadows, vivid images, and fabulous writing that puts you right in the scene).
A Tale of Two Cities, by Charles Dickens
Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austin
To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee
Lord of the Flies, by William Golding
Nicholas Nickleby, by Charles Dickens
Lighter reading: novels by Alan Furst (see above)
Nicholas and Alexandra, by Robert K. Massie
God and Gold: Britain, America, and the Making of the Modern World, by Walter Russell Mead
The of Nanking, by Iris Chang
Who Are We? ,by Samuel P. Huntington
Downfall: The End of the Imperial Japanese Empire, by Richard B. Frank
Flyboys: A True Story of Courage, by James Bradley
Well if she wants to give me a blow job I am not going to complain if she won’t swallow. But there is an added excitement when a woman feels aroused enough or dirty enough to look me in the eyes after taking my cum, and then swallow my load like the naughty girl that she is.
I’m not sure what an “online marriage” entails, but it implies love and commitment. If you want that, then try it out. But I’m more with Nikki (who prefers to be the “other woman”) on this one. I will stick to friendship and lust.
"Desire is the Essence of Man"
Here are the differences that I see. For young drivers, men are more reckless (speed and lane changes) and women are more distracted (have you ever seen a car full of girls yakking away so much that the driver had no idea what was going on around them?). For the more experienced driver, then it depends on the individual. I can’t tell you how many women I have seen putting on makeup while they drive. On the other hand, I have seen more than a fair share of men paying more attention to the women in the cars they pass, or on the side of the street, or on the billboards, than the traffic they are in. I know, typical male.
that is funny, and I'm a lawyer.
Big isn’t the right question, because there is such a thing as too big. On the other hand, there is something I like to call “just right”, the perfect fit to her frame, the perfect handful or mouthful. And when you come right down to it, is there such a thing as too small if it feels right and tastes good? A woman’s body is a glorious thing to behold, so let’s enjoy it as it is. But if I had to choose between bigger tits or bigger ass, I will take the bigger tits, thank you very much.
I would much rather cum inside her, it’s a much better climax. Having said that, there is something very dirty about shooting cum over a woman’s face, so if she likes the dirty feeling once in a while, I would be glad to oblige.
A sense of danger may add a little excitement to sex, but I’m not so sure that a high heel that could take my eye out is the kind of danger I am looking for. Pushed up against a wall in high heels, great. In bed, then it’s just one more article of clothing for me to remove from her body. And that can be fun too.
"I Won't Dance", song by Frank Sinatra, music by Jerome Kern, Words by Oscar Hammerstein
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they should do
You know what?, you're lovely
You know what?, you're so lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
And that's why
I won't dance, why should I?
I won't dance, how could I?
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance,
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance
I won't dance, don't ask me,
I won't dance, don't ask me
I won't dance, Madame, with you
My heart won't let my feet do things that they want to do
You know what?, you're lovely,
Ring-a-ding-ding, you're lovely
And, oh, what you do to me
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I feel so absolutely stumped on the floor
When you dance, you're charming and you're gentle
'specially when you do the Continental
But this feeling isn't purely mental
For, heaven rest us, I am not asbestos
and that's why
I won't dance, I won't dance
I won't dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance
So if I hold you in arms I won't dance!!
Steaks on the grill (my specialty), baked potatoes, salad, corn, and something chocolate for dessert
One of my weaknesses is good chocolate. Lindt Lindor truffles are like heaven (Swiss chocolate that melts in your mouth). I think it is one of those primal cravings.
The more a woman moans, screams or talks dirty at me (“fuck me. That’s it, fuck your dirty little slut.”) the more excited it will make me, the harder I will pound her, and the better the sex will be for both of us.
Two words only? It's so hard. Do I chose the characteristics:
Passionate & adventurous; or strong and passionate; or passionate and intelligent;
or do I pick “the whom”:
"Naughty teacher"
