Sex-In Sex-Out

Fancy Communication

2013-02-12T08:36:00.001-08:00

   It´s been a while since we wrote. Go figure! Less writing and more practicing! Wouldn´t you agree?
   And it is not that we practice because of mere pleasure or for bragging. It´s for sharing purpose. I mean, been able to share first hand information in here.
   Since we lived together I asume we were going to have a great amount of spectacular sex... yeah! Too much Hollywood for me.
   Then I realize it was but it´s not the quantity or the quality, nor is a decent, hard, proud penis; neither a warm, wet, sexy shaved (or even Brazillian look) pussy.
   It´s a matter of taste and physical atracttion. Some say love is what matters. For that reason some people rather have sex with complete strangers as long as they carry yummy buttocks or strong envolving arms (as certain ladies, gays or bisexuals prefer).
   Particular cases, such as me, straight men or anyone in the block would notice delicious hips, attracting calves and a ravishing upright breast but I´m missing the subject.
   Panting good sex is available for those who really like each other enough to contribute to an excellent COMMUNICATION. All your sexual fantasies eventualy come true by the power of Communication!
   Picture this:
   I´d plenty of amusing talks about this with mate and the horizon is been expanded. I´ll risk a tip for you:

Before rolling in the hay, what would you like to say?

   I´m aware we men feel an erection we promptly search for a willing cozy hole to place it in. Nevertheless, women appreciate meaningful talks, caressing, kissing... My wife would submit an entrance about this.
   Guys, master the conversation toward discovering HER FANTASIES. They may appear novelistic sex-delaying nosense. The point is you get over the romantic appearances till you find her true desires and YOURS TOO! Both of your fantasies may combine in a zillion ways if you keep talking about them!
   Here´s a challenge:

Fancy together different circumstances, plots, roles, looks...

At least, two things will happen:

1) She´ll be so excited she´ll hear your deepest desires without complain

2) Your dick will grow so full of power and virile. Pleasure guarantee (above intense, believe me)

Keep that in mind and remember to check out our new entrances ´cause she has her own way of seeing the same stuff.

"Keep masturbation less a vice and more a beautiful custom"
"Her pleasure above all. If she´s satisfied, she do anything for your satisfaction (in each and every way)"

Start spreading the news!

2012-11-28T13:51:00.003-08:00

When I heard of speaking in tongues one thing came to my mind: paranormal.
Somehow I like something beyond normal.

Nevertheless, speaking in different languages in bed brings a whole new dimenssion to our fantasies.

Stay for more... soon... when I come back from New York (without leaving our bedroom)
Start spreading the news! I´m coming today!

GIMME RHYME, HON!

2012-05-27T13:57:00.000-07:00

http://youtu.be/ARErtoVJqU4

My greatest hairdo comes after I get laid

Perfect shape forms from push-ups in bed

Sincere smile draws after one great big kiss

Arousement gets along with following your bliss

Great sort of things feel comfy on couple,

even squaring our number from the original double.

Able to fall in such rareness as rhyming

lick, poke, feed, loath, grunt and whining.

Open to deal with ideas from wild brainstorms
´cause mind hushes in flushes of hormones
Harsh erotic chaos may flow our pores through
to end in a meaningful nonchalant "I love you"

The daily basis of human happiness
until we find there´s no real crisis
should be sex and love, love and sex
Nature´s just as simple as complex

HER O TO MEN´S EYE

2011-09-29T09:19:00.000-07:00

She already told you about the visit to this sexologist. That I´ll never regret! The sexologist told us the orgasm will come someday and it did!
That big success arrived suddenly. Nothing special prepared or in mind (in my opinion) but just laying there, waiting for our patience to reach for it with the usual moves.
Now I´m thinking I had no reason to feel afraid of a piece of plastic... penis-shaped and unrestless vibrations... ubeatable hardness and -speaking of issues EVEN BIGGER THAN SOME FOLKS PENIS!
This brings another subject. Guys, girls, does size really matter???? I can´t wait for my partner to answer!
The truth is some men, myself included, feel uneasy to compete with an inanimate object and that´s why we fancy being part of the game.
No way to be against? Join!
Aw, well, that´s what I thought back then.
It helped a lot to get used to the mere idea and, of course, practice, practice, practice!

TENSE VIBRATIONS

2011-06-15T16:09:00.000-07:00

When I told my boyfriend the sexologist recommended a vibrator he barely couldn´t hide the WTF across his face, he he.

The air was tense way back home. I tried not to assume his thoughts but just like a cartoon he almost carried a bubble sign of REPLACED over his head.

Now we laugh about but at that moment I felt judged, insufficient and (can´t believe my own words) unloyal!

Yeah! I battled against my conception of love: should I give up the whole vibrator thing and keep making love until, someday finally my vagina realizes "Aw, so the big fellow´s supposed to make me tremble"?

I was embarrased of the cliché "It´s not you, it´s me!" But it actually was me!

He did wonderful from head to toes and I knew I was near my limit every single time but used to stop myself, shuddering, crying and frustrated "I can´t come", refusing to go further.

Back to our silent journey I understood I have nothing to say or do. The idea was out there wandering until someone dared to embrace it.

"I have no trouble trying new things", I stated.

"Me neither", his lips replied in total asynchrony with his vibe. Yeah! I could sensed it!

I overcame the anxiety listing mentally Terry Cole-Whittaker´s book titles in this order!

What You Think of Me is None of My Business

How to Have More in a Have Not World

Every Saint Has a Past, Every Sinner a Future

Dare to Be Great

Live Your Bliss

Inner Path from the Goddess Within

He solved his inner demons while the bus gently approached my home. I think my silence and non-resistance to negotiating (even if it is my body, my pleasure, damn it!) served the cause.

I thank God each day for that virtue I appreciate above all in men (and people): The capability to learn, to expand their vision...

We stopped feeling uncomfortable when we began talking about how uncomfortable we felt!

The most amazing thing was he also felt insufficient! He hated for an instant my friend Maria and the "great" idea of asking advice. Then we started chattering about shopping together (I tell you later the tale about sex-shops).

We did and I deal with the akwardness in explaining (and facing) my preferences:

"No, honey, it´s so human-like! That one is too obvious... Be polite, it´s my first vibe... ehmm, that one is so tiny"

First he begged to watch but the more we visit sex-shops the more he asked for the remote control to include himself in the activity!
The truth is we procastinated buying it (there are lots of stuff I may buy with 69.99 USD, for God´s sake!)

A month later, after reading half of The Multiorgasmic Man, however I claimed the "O thing" to be my Own Thing, we were making out.
Picture this: in bed, nothing special prepared, just the two of us deep into each others sensations... I falled for goOd (the word "cOme" doesn´t match what I´m trying to say -not enough O´s)

I was gone for a few seconds and then open my eyes wide to ask "Did I just...?"

He nodded astonished and hold me tight really moved (I was excited and he was moved! Aw, sweet man of mine!)

"Can we still get the vibrating thong?", he whispered hopefully.

IN SEARCH FOR BIG O

2011-06-11T22:47:00.000-07:00

As we were saying in the tale before: two heads think better so we made up our mind and finally we go for the specialist.
Lucky us one of my wife-to-be´s best friends is a very experienced SEXOLOGIST, and it was the Universe will we attended an invitation at her house one week later.
There we were dinning with Maria and we wouldn´t step back! We would face the "problem" that couldn´t let us enjoy our sex life fully. We waited to catch Maria alone and my fiancée took courage to ask her in privacy (some tale someday she might describe what happened in there).
On my own I was completely nervous: panic and anxiety taking my body. The minutes passed in slow motion and at last, 15 of them later -but they could be HOURS to me- they came out and she said "SHE has practice tasks and YOU, young man, have the research" and handed me a booklist. I managed to read THE MULTIORGASMIC MAN on top.
Later that night, my wife announced in a matter of fact tone "Love, I have 3 tasks:
1) To constelate
2) Make formal appointments with a sexologist
3) Explore myself and buy a vibrator.
Ok, here I must tell one of my wildest fantasies was seeing her masturbating with a vibrator but when it turned to be the suggestion of a sexologist I thought "WHAAAAAT?"
Wait for the whole tale soon when I tell you the phantom issues a man can develop against a vibrator and how to move on without being hurt!

Is LOVE complete without an O?

2011-06-07T19:50:00.000-07:00

She believed herself unable of an orgasm and blamed on her mother for not allowing even thinking of boyfriends when she was a teen. "Perhaps I could have noticed earlier and take her advice before she died", she used to say.
In search of the big O (or a little one, whatever!) she carried on her wildest fantasies. At 23 years old she encouraged her girl friends to make out with those strangers at this well-known bar. They involved in a small talk and took everyone´s phone number.
She picked up her prey -randomly. She asked him out, then he asked her in, they drank coffee and she nearly spills it when he cuts off "You brag about doing what do you want of your life, kiss me then if you dare."
Done!

A hurted tiny "aw" (thank God for the hispanic hymen) ...Check!
A "stay if you want" 30 minutes later followed by the circumstancial "I rather go home to sleep but tell me where to buy the pill, please".... Check!
Yes! I´m ashamed to tell none of them brought condoms to the party. (I wouldn´t call it a party; it felt more like a hangover for that thing hanging over like "Hooray no condom today!")
Have you ever stare at your closet wondering what clothes to wear for the big date? She dressed up in her naive costume when she couldn´t admit herself what she was actually accepting in this coffee-happen-to-be-taken-on-top-of-matress invitation.
Was her first time. She blamed the guy for the lack of orgasm or any other jolly substitute. Someday she´ll let me tell that First Time story. The thing is she started the quest for a simple orgasm all the ways she thought of as feasible (true love sounded distant and so serious):
-Masturbation Check!
-Shared masturbation Check!
-Porn Check! (with 3 marks -XXX)
-Friends with benefits Check!
-Casual making out:
Remaining first,
second and
third base
(just in case she was missing the foreplay) Check!
-One-Night stand Check!
-Threesome Check!
-Cybersex Check!

She was thought as funny -and noisy, by the way.
Seriously concerned she surrendered.
"Maybe is true that all you need is love", she sighed.
Voilá! She found Mr.Right and made him wait... internal policies, of course.
It was like spring, in the middle of that fever and heading to their first time together (another tale, I promise) Should she tell him?
She kept the information hoping for love to find a way. Thus love found a way in, on, up, down, between... Whatsoever.
Next question: fake it or...? Or what?
The conclusion may bring you the tears (of joy) She told him about the fruitless O-dyseey and he made a stand: A quest is better carried on by two.