I am rediscovering who I really am, exploring avenues I had never previously allowed myself to think about, taking charge of my own happiness, and finding incredible joy as I finally develop an appreciation for my Rubenesque body. My journey isn't for everyone, but for the first time in my live I can honestly say I truly love myself, and that's worth more to me than anything else.
Friday, May 30, 2014
imho
To me, the apex of happiness is the moment of orgasm.
There is nothing in the world that feels like it.
It's the release that all humans strive for, over and over.
Billions of dollars are spent in pursuit of it.
It's incredibly satisfying, to both receive one as well as give one.
Everyone is capable of making themselves happy in this way, yet we tend to share this moment of happiness with a partner.
There is no other universal moment of pure happiness like an orgasm.
Friday, May 2, 2014
Hot Springs, part II
Ok, so where were we?
Oh yes, the shower.
(Here's Part I)
So we got out of the shower - he slipped on the wet floor and almost hit his head on the doorjamb. If he got knocked out it was not the kind of mouth to mouth I had in mind. He went into the room and fiddled with the heater. I wrapped a towel around myself and carefully made my way out of the bathroom. The lights were low. The heat was on (mountains, winter...)
Holding my towel tightly around me, I threw back the covers on the bed. He walked over to me, naked, and by the time he got to me, he was hard and erect, poking me in the belly as he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed... and my towel eventually fell to the floor.
Oh yes, the shower.
(Here's Part I)
So we got out of the shower - he slipped on the wet floor and almost hit his head on the doorjamb. If he got knocked out it was not the kind of mouth to mouth I had in mind. He went into the room and fiddled with the heater. I wrapped a towel around myself and carefully made my way out of the bathroom. The lights were low. The heat was on (mountains, winter...)
Holding my towel tightly around me, I threw back the covers on the bed. He walked over to me, naked, and by the time he got to me, he was hard and erect, poking me in the belly as he wrapped his arms around me. We kissed... and my towel eventually fell to the floor.
Sunday, April 27, 2014
Lorem Ipsum > Pain for Pleasure.
Back in college, I took a typesetting class where Lorem Ipsum was the common dummy language to fill in paragraphs. At that time, I knew it was Latin-ish, but never gave much thought to what it might actually mean.
According to Lipsum.com, it appears a typesetter altered "de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum," which was written in 45 BC by Cicero. Lorem Ipsum has been used by typesetters since its first appearance about 500 years ago. In 1914, H Rackham provided the following translation:
"Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipisicing elit, sed do eiusmod tempor incididunt ut labore et dolore magna aliqua. Ut enim ad minim veniam, quis nostrud exercitation ullamco laboris nisi ut aliquip ex ea commodo consequat. Duis aute irure dolor in reprehenderit in voluptate velit esse cillum dolore eu fugiat nulla pariatur. Excepteur sint occaecat cupidatat non proident, sunt in culpa qui officia deserunt mollit anim id est laborum."Today, for some reason I decided to look into it.
According to Lipsum.com, it appears a typesetter altered "de Finibus Bonorum et Malorum," which was written in 45 BC by Cicero. Lorem Ipsum has been used by typesetters since its first appearance about 500 years ago. In 1914, H Rackham provided the following translation:
"No one rejects, dislikes, or avoids pleasure itself, because it is pleasure, but because those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful. Nor again is there anyone who loves or pursues or desires to obtain pain of itself, because it is pain, but because occasionally circumstances occur in which toil and pain can procure him some great pleasure. To take a trivial example, which of us ever undertakes laborious physical exercise, except to obtain some advantage from it? But who has any right to find fault with a man who chooses to enjoy a pleasure that has no annoying consequences, or one who avoids a pain that produces no resultant pleasure?"I find most of the text interesting, especially considering its appropriateness for most of society today... but then I re-read the first sentence.
"those who do not know how to pursue pleasure rationally encounter consequences that are extremely painful"It makes me wonder if Cicero maybe just wasn't into spanking or other masochistic pleasures.
Labels:
vernacular
Springtime Pheromones
It must be springtime and pheromones are in the air. Good Lord!
Of course, they must be ePheromones. Or would that be the iPheromone? All of this is happening online while I sit in my frumpy pajamas without makeup on, tapping away on my computer.
Two years ago I posted an ad in POF.com looking for an intimate partner. I was lonely and horny and completely ignored by D.
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| (Perhaps I should have posted a picture of bunnies instead?) |
Of course, they must be ePheromones. Or would that be the iPheromone? All of this is happening online while I sit in my frumpy pajamas without makeup on, tapping away on my computer.
Two years ago I posted an ad in POF.com looking for an intimate partner. I was lonely and horny and completely ignored by D.
Labels:
AM,
cheating,
Fetlife,
human contact,
isolation,
POF,
popularity,
suitors
Friday, April 25, 2014
Hot Springs, part I
In the middle of winter, B and I met up at a motel near a tiny mountain town.
I was excited, since this is the first time we had ever had a hotel room. Usually we meet at a hiking trailhead or in a car.
As soon as I put my things in the room, we hopped into his car and drove toward the springs, which are a half mile hike in from the parking area. We parked, hiked in, changed into swimsuits, and tiptoed into the hot pools. I'd never been to a hot springs before. This one is clothing optional, and of the 30 or so people there, about half were naked. I decided to take off my suit, while B kept his trunks on.
The other guy in the pool with us was naked, and I swore when he stretched out to relax, he was purposely trying to point his junk at me. I was tempted to wink at him to see what he'd do, but I was afraid of what he'd do.
B kept referring to him as "Stretch nuts" and out of respect for everyone I tried really hard to not look. But I wanted to.
I was excited, since this is the first time we had ever had a hotel room. Usually we meet at a hiking trailhead or in a car.
As soon as I put my things in the room, we hopped into his car and drove toward the springs, which are a half mile hike in from the parking area. We parked, hiked in, changed into swimsuits, and tiptoed into the hot pools. I'd never been to a hot springs before. This one is clothing optional, and of the 30 or so people there, about half were naked. I decided to take off my suit, while B kept his trunks on.
The other guy in the pool with us was naked, and I swore when he stretched out to relax, he was purposely trying to point his junk at me. I was tempted to wink at him to see what he'd do, but I was afraid of what he'd do.
B kept referring to him as "Stretch nuts" and out of respect for everyone I tried really hard to not look. But I wanted to.
Monday, March 31, 2014
imho
One of the most - no, perhaps THE most arousing, erotic things I have ever seen in my life was a particular couple at one of the clubs I occasionally go to.
Here's the scenario: T and I were in the couples' lounge, taking a rest break and cuddling, when the other couple entered the room. We watched as they made themselves comfortable on the bed next to us.
It was obvious they had been together for a while as he knew all the places where she liked to be kissed, and she knew exactly how he wanted his cock stoked while she sucked his balls.
This couple was in their own world as they made love and fucked, then made love again. She climbed on top of him and rode him cowboy and I could feel T's cock hardening against my thigh as she loudly came.
We watched as they got up from the bed. He gently guided her over to the spanking bench, and when he turned to grab a towel for her to lean on, I saw it.
Here's the scenario: T and I were in the couples' lounge, taking a rest break and cuddling, when the other couple entered the room. We watched as they made themselves comfortable on the bed next to us.
It was obvious they had been together for a while as he knew all the places where she liked to be kissed, and she knew exactly how he wanted his cock stoked while she sucked his balls.
This couple was in their own world as they made love and fucked, then made love again. She climbed on top of him and rode him cowboy and I could feel T's cock hardening against my thigh as she loudly came.
We watched as they got up from the bed. He gently guided her over to the spanking bench, and when he turned to grab a towel for her to lean on, I saw it.
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Tomorrow in the mountains...!
I wish I had a girlfriend that I could talk to, especially about this side of me.
I'm excited for tomorrow!
I get a hug tomorrow!
And a kiss! Or two...
Nobody touches me.
I seriously have no physical contact with other humans in my life right now. D ignores me, the kids are in that age where hugging mom is uncool, and at this point with my depression, anxiety, and shutting myself down to cope with the ongoing abuse I simply have no friends.
Now you can see why I'm so flippin' excited about tomorrow.
Not only do I get a hug, but I get other important skin on skin touching from B, and I'm super excited.
He's really good at ...touching..
...among other things... that involve other kinds of touching.
When I was chatting with B about maybe making plans, it got to the point where we had pretty much decided it would be nice to see each other, and we were both available. When I asked if this is a plan or if he still wanted to think about it, he said, "I reserved a room at the such&so motel in that mountain town we go to." Whooee, a motel!
That means we have a real bed instead of having to find a flat spot on the ground where we can spread out a blanket. Uh, that also means I have to shave the winter coat off my legs. It's been a long time since I've had this kind of touching (the last time was several months ago, also with B.)
Anyway, I'm excited. It's been a long time since I've had this kind of skin on skin contact, and B always makes it extra special, so it's going to be a really great day.
Gotta get to bed and get myself all rested up. Tomorrow I've got a long drive up into the mountains, and a physically demanding day/evening ahead of me in that motel room.
Mmmm yay!
I'm excited for tomorrow!
I get a hug tomorrow!
And a kiss! Or two...
Nobody touches me.
I seriously have no physical contact with other humans in my life right now. D ignores me, the kids are in that age where hugging mom is uncool, and at this point with my depression, anxiety, and shutting myself down to cope with the ongoing abuse I simply have no friends.
Now you can see why I'm so flippin' excited about tomorrow.
Not only do I get a hug, but I get other important skin on skin touching from B, and I'm super excited.
He's really good at ...touching..
...among other things... that involve other kinds of touching.
When I was chatting with B about maybe making plans, it got to the point where we had pretty much decided it would be nice to see each other, and we were both available. When I asked if this is a plan or if he still wanted to think about it, he said, "I reserved a room at the such&so motel in that mountain town we go to." Whooee, a motel!
That means we have a real bed instead of having to find a flat spot on the ground where we can spread out a blanket. Uh, that also means I have to shave the winter coat off my legs. It's been a long time since I've had this kind of touching (the last time was several months ago, also with B.)
Anyway, I'm excited. It's been a long time since I've had this kind of skin on skin contact, and B always makes it extra special, so it's going to be a really great day.
Gotta get to bed and get myself all rested up. Tomorrow I've got a long drive up into the mountains, and a physically demanding day/evening ahead of me in that motel room.
Mmmm yay!
Labels:
human contact,
isolation,
mountains,
sex,
touch
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