Vasper Janik - True Eroticism

Captivating

2007-06-22T23:04:00.000+01:00

Being a bit of a voyeur when it comes to all things sexual I must say that I also find beauty and wonder in the incredible photographs that adorn the web these days. I absolutely love black and white photographs and I was recently sent a link to a site containing some truly astounding pictures which I wanted to share with you.

Pookalookaville is a blog written by a very talented woman indeed. Take a peek!

Sexual Oddities - Part II

2006-12-04T14:38:00.001+00:00

As promised here are a few more "oddities" of a sexual nature...

1) When I come during penetration I love to be in a passionate kiss with my partner. For some reason my mouth, lips and tongue enjoying theirs adds to my orgasmic pleasure. Either that or to be inches from my partners eyes. It's all about the connection for me as sex is a spiritual experience for me.

2) I enjoy the moments when I am stimulating a new partner with my hands and move to her anus and play gently there for a while and see if she wants more. I love the non verbal agreement that allows me to penetrate her there and increase her pleasure, and mine too.

3) I have never had a one night stand. It has never really appealed to me either. I have had one off sexual experiences but that is different. I wonder of I will ever have one.

4) I am fairly quiet during sex. I can not for the life of me talk dirty. It just seems so false whenever I have attempted it. When I hear myself say something dirty during sex I make myself cringe so I avoid it like the plague. Perhaps a new partner will one day teach me how to do this without wanting to curl up and die.

5) When I was younger I got into a habit of masturbating while straddling a toilet frontways on. It seems strange now but it seemed to work at the time and you could always pretend you were taking a dump to anyone wanting to use the loo after you.

6) I have never tasted my own semen. I have no desire to. No-one has ever told me what they think it tastes like either.

The more I write, the more I seem to be able to come up with fairly easily. Please comment on these so I don't feel like a total weirdo.

:0)

Sexual Oddities - Part I

2006-12-03T14:08:00.000+00:00

In a previous post I mentioned I had been tagged by Tara to come up with and blog six sexual oddities for all and sundry to enjoy reading about.

I have titled this entry "Part I" as I realised I have many oddities and to leave it at just six would be a gross injustice. Therefore I will start with six in this blog entry and add more later.

Let's not waste any time then...

1) I am not sure if this is classed as an oddity or just an observation but when I masturbate I am rarely at full size. No matter how far my imagination takes me I can never be really turned on. As a bloke I require a fair amount of visual stimulus to get that cock at full strength. If I have porn handy and it is particularly to my taste then I find my rod is at maximum stiffness and the purple head is glistening in the light and whatsmore I have a fantastic orgasm.

2) I am more eager to please my sexual partner than I am to be pleased. Is this odd? I don't mean this in a "I'm a stud" type of way rather I get so much pleasure from providing sexual/sensual pleasure that I just have to ensure my partner gets it. I can spend a long time pleasuring my partner and receive nothing in return and that does not bother me one bit.

3) Once in a blue moon I have a flashing thought in my head as to what it would be like to suck cock. This is rare and I think it is one of those tick it off your list type of things but I'd thought I would mention it all the same.

4) I seem to attract women who don't like to swallow. In fact I don't think anyone I have dated really gets off on fellatio. Also, it is not as good as penetration so I am not too bothered but to have someone go down on you is more of a taboo and intimate action that I get a psychological pleasure out of it more than I do a physical one. Perhaps I have not met anyone who gives really good head!

5) To hear a woman moan with pleasure is one of the greatest feelings in the world. It can also be the instigator for me coming sooner than I would like. Perhaps I should wear headphones.

6) I have an area on my side, well both sides actually, that if ever so gently stroked is orgasmic. It has to be a fingernail tip to be really effective. One girl at Uni (from Wisconsin) managed to get me writhing about by just having her nail tip on one spot and just moving it a fraction. It takes a while to build up and if not done right it will pass and just become irritating but when it is done right it is the best feeling I have ever experienced. My last girlfriend could not achieve it for me...so we broke up. No, not for that reason. If I ever find someone who can do this again for me I will marry them. I must take a trip to Wisconsin.

Ok folks. Those are a few to whet your appetite. I hope they were sufficient for this tagging. I will add more as they come to mind.

I look forward to reading some of your own so please drop me a link to your own entries.

Tagged

2006-12-03T12:21:00.000+00:00

I have been tagged! It's official, no getting away from it. Tara has decided to re-open the door to Vaspers dormant erotic blog by suggesting I join in on the blog version of a chain letter and reveal six sexual oddities about myself.

I would normally respond by saying that I don't consider what anyone does, wants or fantasizes about when it comes to sex is in any way strange, unusual, quirky or deviant. In fact, I would go so far as to say that a persons sexual preferences laid bare are a beautiful insight into that persons psyche.

For now you will have to sit back and wait as I ponder this tagging and manage to expose myself to those who wish to know more about my sexual proclivities. Perhaps proclivities is the wrong word as I hope what I come up with is not in any way objectionable.

See you back here soon.

Nipples

2005-12-11T19:44:00.000+00:00

Shall I compare thee to a summers day, or shall I just suck on your nipples for a bit?!

I am fascinated by nipples, mainly womens nipples but nipples in general nonetheless. Amazing aren't they? I love 'em. It's not the size of a womans breast that gets me, its the size, shape and sucktitude (I just made that up but I like it) of her nipples. I like big and small breasts. They are both appealing. Yet nipples....

I like em small. I hate huge nipples. It puts me off big time. Give me a nice tiny nipple on a small or large breast and I am one happy camper.

I have had my nipples bitten hard, licked, sucked and tweaked from here to eternity and it doesn't do much for me I must say but I love a woman who can shiver and go weak at the faintest touch across her nipple. Now THAT gives me the horn...

FUCK

2005-12-10T23:35:00.000+00:00

I can't imagine fucking without putting my whole being into it. Casual sex has never been on my agenda. Sure, casual by nature, a fleeting meeting on bodies with no strings attached but not so casual as to deny the importance of the occassion. For it is an occassion, a big one. Two (or more) people sharing THE most intimate human act possible. How can it be taken casually? Every single time I have sex, fuck, screw, shag, make love, I feel honored. It may seem a strange word to use but I do feel that. It may be a casual encounter but it still contains an element of seriousness.

There are those that have one night stands and are ok with that. I imagine there is a small part of them that feels a little cheated though. Cheated to not have that extra undeniable connection that is present every single time two people get together to fuck.

Suffice to say, I take my fucking seriously, but not myself. I often imagine the sight of myself fucking and I have had the opportunity to do so thanks to a hotel video moment with an old flame (the tape has gone missing and neither myself or my ex have been able to locate it so I expect to see it pop up on the internet sooner or later). What a comical sight it was. It's a good job I have a big penis or it would have been even funnier!

Friends

2005-08-04T12:00:00.000+01:00

“We’re friends right?” Linda just stared at me from her seat on the couch as I closed the door behind me.

I walked slowly across the room. Her eyes never left mine the whole time.

“I guess” she whispered, fingering her blouse. She pulled awkwardly at her short skirt.

I touched her softly on the cheek. She seemed sad. The look on her face said it all. “Are you glad I came?” I already knew her answer.

Her lip quivered, making her seem even more vulnerable.

She sat up, glared at me with a pained expression and blurted, “Eat me, you piece of shit.”

Then she slapped my face so hard, the sting shot up and down my body as my head swung round.

I opened my eyes and pulled my head up, my mouth open. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand.

She lay on the couch, her head tipped back, breasts tight against the white cotton top she was wearing, legs wide apart.

“You bitch!” I snorted.

I was on her immediately, slid her panties to one side and took her moistness fully in my mouth. Easing my hand down, I unbuttoned my fly, released my cock and worked myself while licking feverishly at her clit. Her pleasurable moans got me going, and I came quickly, feeling anger rise up inside me.

“You bitch!” I snorted.

She lay on the couch, her head tipped back, her breasts tight against the white cotton top she was wearing, legs wide apart.

I opened my eyes and pulled my head up, my mouth open. I wiped my chin with the back of my hand.

Then she slapped my face so hard, the sting shot up and down my body as my head swung round.

She sat up, glared at me with a pained expression and blurted, “Eat me, you piece of shit.”

Her lip quivered, making her seem even more vulnerable.

I touched her softly on the cheek. She seemed sad. The look on her face said it all. “Are you glad I came?” I already knew her answer.

“I guess” she whispered, fingering her blouse. She pulled awkwardly at her short skirt.

I walked slowly across the room. Her eyes never left mine the whole time.

“We’re friends right?” Linda just stared at me from her seat on the couch as I closed the door behind me.

Pavlovs Dog

2005-08-04T11:49:00.000+01:00

Remember PAvlov? He was the guy who could get dogs to salivate just by ringing a bell. Well today I was made to feel a bit like Mr Pavlov by my fellow erotic writer Tara Tainton.

The thought of a sexy wench getting fired up at the sound of my voice is a huge turn on and gives me a sense of power that makes you want to ravish someone on the spot.

Big Dick

2005-06-22T22:39:00.000+01:00

What constitutes a big dick these days? I remember a while ago being in a pub where a drunk girl gesticulated that she had only been getting guys recently who ere "this big" (imagine thumb and forefinger in close proximity).

Now, even as a guy who is ok with the size of his penis, there is a small amount of intimidation when girls mention that they are not getting big enough dicks. What is big enough. Does anyone get the ruler out before sex? I imagine that as long as you are over 6 inches you are good to go but then again, maybe not.

A lot of ladies like the idea of a big dick but not the reality. A good friend of mine told me an encounter with a german guy made her scared of big dicks....his was just too big for her! As women are all different inside just as guys are on the outside the whole "size" debate just seems to be a waste of time (well I would say that wouldn't I ;0)...).

I have had encounters where my dick seems just the right size for my partner and other times where it is not....that's just the way it is....

Personally I don't like big pussies, but hey...that's just me......

It's All in The Eyes

2005-06-04T16:07:00.000+01:00

Have you ever looked deeply into someones eyes while making love. There's something amazing about the level of emotion that is involved which really makes you think you are looking deep into someones soul at that moment. It is at times like that you really do feel like you are about as close as one human being can get to another.

I treasure those moments.

Lust at First Sight

2005-05-30T17:16:00.000+01:00

I remember at University strolling off to a local bar in town with a friend and mentioned to him something about what springs into your mind the instant you first meet someone who you instantly find attractive. Now by attractive I mean drop dead gorgeous, or just so luscious you feel a stirring in your pants.

I think I shocked him by saying that I imagined how she would look as she came while riding me. I still find it interesting that when I meet a girl I like the look of (and want to fuck basically), I think how great the transition from meeting her now with all the politeness of first meetings and the image of her sweating and writhing in ecstacy in all her naked glory.

I'm now pretty good at it. I can pretty much take anyone I meet and have them in my mind in orgasmic splendour within a matter of seconds.

You may want to try this at home. It's fun and makes up for those times when you did not quite land the deal only to smile knowingly to yourself that you really did, only in that beautiful place we call our imagination.

Come on my face....

2005-05-26T22:25:00.000+01:00

So what is the deal with guys wanting to come on a girls face? I confess it is something I want to do and yet it makes me feel like I am trying to degrade the girl by doing. Surely it is a power thing or a submission deal or something along those lines. Even porn stars look like they hate it but do it as they are getting paid to do it so is it really a degrading practice or something that girls and guys both like?

I know plenty of ladies who say they love to swallow but I have never heard one say she likes a load all over her face. Why is that? I have my own views and reasons why but I want to know what you think.

I doubt I would find it a turn on to spurt over my lovers face. I think it would make me laugh if anything....I have been known to spunk up on pretty much every other part of a girls body though ;0).

Sensitive Nuts

2005-05-22T21:09:00.000+01:00

I remember a time with my spanish lady when I returned from a game of tennis to find her sitting on the side of my bed. As I approached she slipped a hand up my shorts and gently fondled my balls. Now the instant she first touched them was an exquisite feeling. It is one of those feelings that is sadly ephemeral yet is profoundly magical. It may be the same sensation that a woman feels when a guy first touches her clit and if it is then I can only share my joy in the knowledge that we, male and female, are indeed getting our rocks off.

I get a similar feeling when the shower head is used to wash that area of my body, but only for a few seconds. Can someone explain why it only lasts an instant?

With all the hard fucking and pounding and hammering going on in this world, take a moment to make that first move with the most delicate of touches and see how your partner responds.

Sexual Slang

2005-05-21T18:37:00.000+01:00

I love sexual slang. You know the the kind of stuff, phrases and words that do not translate very well. Living in the USA I would often get people who would not understand me when I engaged in slang, sexual or otherwise.

Things like, "Lick my rusty bullet", or "she likes it up the rusty sheriffs badge". Classics like "Taking it up the bournville boulevard" or "he is an uphill gardener". Come backs such as "suck on my stump" or "eat my shorts", hey that's an American one :0).

Let me kow your fave slang terms, I love to hear em.

Pre-cursor to the Mile High Club

2005-05-20T10:36:00.000+01:00

Driving to the airport with my girlfriend was always sad. Long distance relationships are hard work and phone calls do not cut it really as you need that physical connection. On this occasion I was driving her to the airport here in the UK as she was returning to the USA.

It was summer so she was wearing a dress which allowed me to stroke her thigh as we drove along. This was turning me on slightly as could be witnessed with a small glance at my crotch. I decided to move up her leg and she let me do so. Keeping my eyes on the road I moved by feel alone. My fingers arrived at her panties and I gently slid down outside them to where the warmth was growing. Her sighs made me continue, rapid glances ascances of my hand hidden by her dress, her face and road shots filled my vision. My fingers now found flesh. Gloriously wet and warm.

I could feel a wetness at the end of my cock too. This was driving me mad. I needed to have her. A few minutes later I parked near a corner of the parking lot at the airports multi story. "What are we gonna do?" I asked. "Get in the back" was her reply. I got out and looked around for signs of people returning with baggage to their cars. No-one was around. I climbed in the back seat and she cam in and closed the door behind her.

We were now quite well hidden from prying eyes. I was a little nervous as a couple had been arrested and convicted for having sex at this car park a few weeks previous but who cared. I took out my cock which was impressively rigid. Sometimes you just get that extra length when you are really turned on. She straddled me and pulled her panties to one side.

What the fuck, she was suddenly so tight and we struggled for a bit but now she seemed dry and unwelcoming. I forget why we did not just force me in and get down to business but I think I just threw her to one side and immediately gave her two fingers while beginning a passionate kiss which was made all the more sexy by her stiffled muffles and groans brought on by my investigating fingers. I worked on her pretty hard and was aggresive, fucking her with my fingers as my cock should have been doing. She came pretty quickly but I was still unsatisfied.

Now this may be something particular to her and not the female gender but once satisfied she would switch off. I wanted her to take me in her mouth and give me something to remember on my drive home and the next few weeks until we would meet again.

Alas, she seemed intent on catching her flight and I was left unsatisfied. A sad end to an otherwise wonderfully spontaneous encounter.

Please join me in a moment of reflection as I relive that event and add my own epilogue which ends with me spurting in her mouth as she kneels at the side of the car while random travellers wander into view in the distance.

Blow Job vs. Penetration

2005-05-19T13:06:00.000+01:00

I wanted to get some feedback from other bloggers and erotic folk about a debate that runs around in my mind and has come up for discussion on a few occasions. If you had the choice would you opt for a blow job (or cunilingus for you gals) or penetration?

Personally, I go for penetration. For me this is far more pleasurable for both parties and beats a blow job hands down (npi) any day of the week. Some will say, "Well you have never obviously had a fantastic blow job", and you know what, that may be true. I have had some damn good ones but none of them have ever come close (again npi) to the feeling of penetration.

Let me know what you think.

The Spanish Inquisition

2005-05-18T21:18:00.000+01:00

I promised to tell a few a few true stories on my blog so I thought I would start off with a one from my time with a Spanish lady I met a few years ago.

I met this girl just as I was in a transitional period in my life. I was planning to teach English in Rome but that fell through so I ended up staying in the UK. I was going through a rough time which is why I left my job but I met this Spanish lady who I ended up bedding about 14 hours after I met her. We had a six month fling which had its ups and downs but I have to say the sex was great.

This girl had been around the block thats for sure, which was fine by me, it meant she was up for a good time. She was proportioned a bit weird with very small boobs and a huge arse but it did not matter due to the fact that she was a good shag. I will divulge details of some of our trysts as time goes by but I must mention onw time in particular as I feel like sharing it.

We were staying at a hotel near to my work, well she was staying there as she was over from Spain and being put up in the hotel. I love hotels for shagging, you get to order room service, make a mess of the room and go sex mad. Lovely.

This one night I was so horny it was driving me nuts. I remember getting back to her room and literally throwing her onto the bed and ripping her clothes off and licking and sucking like a lunatic. She was quite shocked as this was the first time I had been this manic with her. She liked it there was no doubt about that.

She loved watching me masturbate and I enjoyed watching her do the same. At one point we were both working away at ourselves right next to each other watching each other with wide eyes. There is something about a woman pleasuring herself that makes me sit up and watch.

She made herself come at this point which was fucking great. The next thing you know I was down on her eating her pussy like it was my last 10 minutes on earth. The thing was it seemed different down there. Something was not as it usually seemed. Her pussy tasted different yet as I was drunk I ignored it.

A few minutes later she came again and at this point she reached over and turned on the light by the bed. Oh my god! It looked like someone had been shot! The bed was covered in blood. She was having her period and had not mentioned it. I could not believe how much blood ther was everywhere, I was fucking livid. She kept saying that I was over-reacting but I tell you I had never seen so much blood on my life.

I manged to calm down after a few minutes and ended up shooting my load over her little tits a while later, something she then told me had been in her mind earlier when she came while masterbating. She loved playing with my spunk on her skin and that was a real turn on.

God I miss the times we had in bed, she brought out the best in me sexually. Shame she was a real bitch most of the time.

Taras Questions

2005-05-18T10:12:00.000+01:00

Time to get going on the blog ladies and genitals. I decided to kick off by answering a few questions recently put to me by my friend and fellow erotic author, Tara Tainton.

Tara has chosen four victims (friends) to answer some probing questions in an effort to draw out the real person behind the blog. She loves the fact that blogging exists but hates those who use it to tell of their trip to the supermarket or what their dog had fow dinner that night. She needs to feel the real you, in a hands off way initially but given the chance I am sure she would get those wandering mitts of hers all over a willing body.

So, down to the questions. Tara has asked me to answer at least one of her questions but I will answer them all. I have nothing to hide and hope that I can keep my dick in my pants long enough to answer them as honestly and descriptively as possible.

1) Vasper, you've just made your debut in the world of erotica writing. What is the biggest reason for you turning to the genre?

I think there are a few reasons why I decided to start writing erotica. The main reason was to extend my quest for liberation and honesty for myself and those I come into contact with. By exposing this side of myself through my writing I can not only create an outlet for my personal journey of growth and exploration but I can share it with others. In my opinion there is no greater pleasure on earth than to connect with other like minded folk.

2) What can your fans expect to see from you five years from now? Stories galore, novels, webcam action, porn stardom?

The sexual, sensual, erotic side of our nature as human beings has long been repressed for varying reasons. The porn industry has grown exponentially over the last 10 years with the advent of the internet but sex remains a taboo topic in most households. The old addage "sex sells" seems to have been relegated to lads mags and motorshows. Even hollywood has turned it's back on sex. When was the last successful movie you saw which had some explicit sex scenes? It makes me wonder how we will change moving forward with regard to our attitudes to sex.

My personal contribution will be along the lines of short fictional stories, poems, palindromes, true stories, thoughts, desires, feelings and emotions with one core idea in mind. Eroticism.

3) What is the freakiest sex act you ever committed, alone or with someone else? What were the repercussions, if any?

I don't think I have been too "freaky" in my sexual life so far. Most sex I have had has been within a relationship rather than one night stands or brief encounters so the sex takes on a different kind of safe comfortable nature. Sure, I have explored the usual paths of varied sexual positions, places, role play, fantasies and even had a dildo up my arse in the search for the male G-spot. The repercussions of that moment being my walk taking on a John Wayne type appearance for the next few hours!

I had sex once in the car park at Heathrow airport. Only a few weeks before a couple had done the same thing and been caught and prosecuted. I love having my cock stroked while I am driving and love fingering a wet pussy while my girl is driving.

I once took a sex test along with 3 close friends (1 guy, 2 gals) and the result was that the other 3 were definately more "out there" in terms of their sexual experiences than I was. Makes you wonder where all my stories come from doesn't it. Let's say what I lack in getting my freak on I make up for with a vibrantly vivid imagination.

4) What do you have to say to some more close-minded readers we writers tend to hear from who assume we must have done or be actively pursuing each and every sexual activity we happen to write about?

Tara knows this happened to me recently. I am a little disappointed when people pre-judge you on your writing. I have written a few stories that cover the theme of anal sex with the guy being on the receiving end. Now listen and listen very carefully. I am a writer. I use my life experiences and my creative imagination as the tools to deliver the written word. It does not mean that when I write about a guy getting a bottle up his arse while 3 teenage virgins lick ferociously at his penis, that I want this guy to be me or that this guy has been me. It could have been me, or it could be what I want but then again it may just be my imagination (in this case it is my imagination). My point is this. If a writer writes about a murder, does it mean he has or wants to commit a murder? When someone writes about a child being raped does it make them a rapist? When you see a story about a rich guy falling in love with a prostitute does it mean it actually happened? Because the subject matter I write about can be a little taboo those who read it can often reach conclusions about the writer. Give us a break, we are creative people and often we can cover topics which lead people to make assumptions. All I am asking is that you open your minds a little and relax. They are only stories. Unless they are my true stories in which case I will state that at the beginning.

5) What would your ideal fans (readers) be like? What would they be drawn to your writing for?

My ideal readers would be those who enjoy the honesty and creativity that I attempt to provide in my writing. I hope that people enjoy my style of writing and that it may inspire them to be more honest in their own lives with whatever they do.

6) Describe your ideal sexual partner for us. We don't care about relationships; we wanna know who you'd deem worthiest of a good fuck!

Let me get my list...

I love women who are shorter than me, petite I would say. I absolutely love nice legs, a nice sizeable pair of tits, which look even better when you can see the girls ribs. I like long hair as I like to pull that mane when taking someone from behind. I love a girl who is vocal too. Let it out girl, tell me what you are feeling. Don't be boring. I need someone who has passion but can slip into submissiveness and "be taken" at times. She has to be up for it at a moments notice, none of this, wait 'til we get home and have a shower first nonsense.

I want someone who is open to sex anytime, anyplace, anywhere. I am spontaneous in that regard. I tend to see women every day with whom I would like to have a damn good fuck. If only our society allowed us the freedom to just stop someone in the street and say "I want to fuck the shit out of you right now" and allow the other person to just say "ok, let's fuck". Then you can pop into a "fuck booth" like those portable toilets and just bang away. Ten minutes later you exit and go on your merry way. Alas, our society is marriage driven and monogamy rules. This being said, I may get married one day, who knows. There are just so many lovely women out there I would love to fuck.

If I had to pull a name out of the hat....I would love to fuck Cytheria. Do a search for her on the web. She is cute, young, has a beautiful face and she squirts like no-one on earth!

On a tamer note. My ideal sexual partner is the same as my ideal life partner. Someone who you can be totally open and honest with. What this means in the bedroom is that your imagination knows no bounds. When you have sex with someone who you have this feeling with it is like you are being set free. It is totally and utterly liberating and ten times better than any drug. The natural high I experience from having a connection like this is beyond measure. My orgasms are intense and leave me dizzy. Nothing else matters.

7) What do you love about Tara? Come on, tell me!

Where do I start? Tara is without doubt the most open, honest, creative, sexual, organised, intelligent and driven woman I have had the pleasure of not meeting. It is true, we have never actually met in person or even spoken on the phone. Our relationship has been purely email based yet she is one of my closest friends. I put that down to our mutual interest in honesty, our love of travel and erotica and that we just realise that there are others out there who are just like you. You just have to go out and find them.

I hope I have managed to answer Taras questions to her satisfaction. It is now my turn to pick out a few of my favorite bloggers and create a list of questions for them that will give those reading the answers a much better idea of who they really are.

Watch this space for links to those bloggers I choose...

Welcome

2005-05-16T09:34:00.000+01:00

My name is Vasper Janik. I am an author of erotica. This blog is here for the primary purpose of sharing with the world my true erotic stories, thoughts, musings and desires. However, you will also find many other entries pertaining to eroticism in all its forms.

Feel free to comment and/or share your true stories with me.