I Dreamt About You Last Night

I could feel you in my arms, the gentle weight of your body as it rested against me. I could almost hear you breathing. I reached for you and almost touched you before the banshee of the alarm went off and woke me up.

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The Perfect Penis

We Talked to the Scientist Who Just Discovered the Perfect Penis – Broadly

The women—who were told that the theoretical man attached to these potential penises was “kind, intelligent, funny, and has a great job”—generally selected a penis around 6.3″ long and 4.8″ around for dating, and 6.4″ long, 5” around for a one-nighter.

Another limited sample study – only 75 – but I guess it is hard to get a group of women together to play with dildos and then actually tell the truth about what they really want. I would have to assume that proper scientific method was being used.

Feel free to discuss it among yourselves.

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Who Needs Sex?

Lately, I have been wondering about the answer to this question. As someone who writes about sex, I get very little. And honestly, I cannot say I am missing it too much. I have plenty of energy for other things. For example, over the last forty-eight hours, I washed every dish in the house, including the crystal and the china, staged, prepped, and cooked an Italian dinner for ten (including making the pasta, and sauces). I made sure everyone had a good time, then cleaned it all up. I am just sitting down now to write this, and then I am off to take a shower before I get serious about the laundry, mop the floor, and decide what to do for dinner.

So really, who, needs sex?

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Happy Heart Day

Yes, I know you do not celebrate Valentine’s Day. That does not mean I cannot think of you today. In fact, I did. I had a beautiful dream as I woke up this morning. It went something like this.

I could smell you as you lowered your pussy over my mouth. My hands slid along your legs as you finished positioning yourself over me, and bent down to take my stiff cock into your mouth. I probed your clit gently before I swiped my tongue back along your slit to your puckered ass. I poked my tongue into your ass, and you gasp shook your body. My cock was suddenly released as your breathing came in ragged gasps. I smiled to myself as my tongue wandered back along your slit, pausing to slide deeper into your pussy before it made its way back to your clit. My hands moved from your legs, up your side and around to cup your breasts and squeeze your nipples. You pushed your hips down, forcing your clit into my mouth as you back bowed from the sensations that coursed from your nipples to your clit. I sucked on your hot button.

You cried out with a whimper. I could feel you quiver a moment before your orgasm shook your body. I sucked harder on your clit as you writhed around above me. You hand held the base of my cock, either to keep from falling off or for extra stability. The energy from your orgasm left you spent. You slumped down on top of me. Your tongue traced lazy patterns up and down my erection as you got your breathing back under control. The heat of your breath felt like a furnace blowing directly onto me. I am sure I shivered a moment before I woke up and found you gone.

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When a Bug Derails You

I spend a lot of my time writing. But once I am done, I have generally convert my stories into ePubs so that I can proof them. Lately, I ran into a bug, that derailed a number of writing hours.

Let me explain.

I write in Ulysses almost exclusively. I started in Scrivener, and I still write with it, but for a lot of my smaller stories, I use Ulysses. My current story, Evelyn, was written in Ulysses, and I started to experiment with some new formats for exporting to ePubs. As part of my normal process, once I export the document, I open it in iBooks on all of my devices. This time, my export failed on two of my three devices. This made me scratch my head. So I tried again, with a different preset. Same result. Clearly, the software was to blame, so I opened a ticket with Ulysses and continued to troubleshoot my problem. After a bit of back and forth, we both came to the same conclusion. The problem was not Ulysses. It was iBooks, on iPad and iPhone. Which concerns me.

So, I ported the document to Scrivener and exported it again. This time I actually got an error I could use.

Failed to load book because the requested resource is missing

It would seem there is a serious bug in iBooks, and it has been there for a while based on the results from Google. The solution is to erase iBooks (after you delete the book, and reinstall it, close iBooks, restart the iDevice, eieio). And because iBooks is a default application, the only way to remove iBooks is to do a complete reinstall of the iOS. Not exactly the answer most people want to pursue. I am lucky. I have a conversion program that can turn the eBook into a Kindle file, which I can then send to my Kindle. It is a bad workaround, but it would be nice if there was an easier way to fix default applications.

So, if find that an eBook is not opening correctly, that might be your problem. I am not sure there is a good way to fix it other than via an iOS update. Good luck.

UPDATE: I am happy to report that the latest version of iOS has fixed whatever was borked in iBooks!

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This Is Not Much of a Surprise

A Study Found That People Enjoyed Sex More When High Than When Drunk

As a result, these changes in sensation also appeared to impact the length and intensity of sex as well as orgasm. A 34-year-old female participant said she felt like her orgasms “magnified at least by five times” after partaking in ganja, while others noted they couldn’t climax while high because they couldn’t focus.

It is an interesting if small sample size study. I can attest to enjoying sex more when I have had a drink or two. I think part of it is the impairment that makes it harder to focus on my orgasm, which makes the experience last longer. I am not someone who smokes marijuana, I cannot comment on the effects it has on me.

I can see how especially for women this might be beneficial. Many studies have said that for women, sex is ninety percent mental. When there is some form of repression, either because of body image, distraction, or other issues, it is no surprise that women have problems. This is not to say men do not, but the studies for me seem to indicate that the mind game is less important. If you can lower the resistance or repression, then the ability to have more enjoyable sex would go up, one would suppose.

I have a friend who would get horny when she drank. She would frequently text me when she was in this state. I have to admit it did make for some interesting interactions. She certainly seemed more interested in sex when she drank, then when she did not. Is this demonstrative? No, but it is illustrative.

What is your take on the subject? What experience do you have?

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A Sex Quiz to Start the Year

This turned up in one of my Internet wanderings. I found it interesting. I hope it helps with your explorations.

1:Kitchen Counter, Couch, or on top of the dryer?

2: Your last sexual encounter: Good or Bad and why:

3:A fictional person that you think would be good in bed:

4:Something that never fails to make you horny:

5:Where is one place you would never have sex:

6:The most awkward moment during a sexual experience was when __

7: Weirdest thing that ever made you horny:

8: What is the best way to sexually bind someone: Handcuffs, Rope, or Other [if other please explain]:

9: What is the fastest way to make you horny:

10: Top or bottom?

11: We were about to _ but then ___ [example: we were about to have sex but then his mom walked in]

12:Is one orgasm enough? Are multiple orgasms necessary?

13:Something that you have hidden in your room that you don’t want anyone to find:

14:Weirdest nickname a significant other has ever called you:

15:Two things you like [or dislike] about oral sex:

16: Weirdest sexual act some has performed [or tried to perform] on/with you:

17: Have you ever tasted yourself? [If no, would you?] [If yes, what did you think?]

18:Is it ever okay to not use a condom:

19:Who was the sexiest teacher you ever had?

20:A food that you would like to use during a sexual experience:

21: How big is too big:

22:One sexual thing you would never do:

23: Biggest turn on:

24:Three spots that drive you insane:

25:Worst possible time to get horny:

26:Do you like it when your sexual partner moans:

27:Worst sexual idea you ever had:

28:How much fapping is too much fapping:

29: Best sexual complement you ever got:

30: Bald, landing strip, Jumanji:

31:Is it good sex if you don’t nut:

32: Fill in the blank: “If they __, we are fuckin”

33:What your favorite part of your body:

34:Favorite foreplay activities

35:Love (>,

36:What do you wear to bed?

37:When was the first time you masturbated:

38:Do you have any nude/masturbating pictures/video of yourself?

39:Have you ever/when was the last time you had sex outside?

40:Have/would you ever have sex outside?

41: Have/would you ever had a threesome?

42:What is one random object you’ve used to masturbate?

43:Have/would you ever masturbate at work/school?

44:Have/would you ever have sex on a plane?

45: What is one song you’d like to have sex to?

46:What is something nonsexual that makes you horny?

47: Most attractive celebrity?

48: Do you watch gay/lesbian porn? why/why not?

49: If a child was born on the occasion of the last time you had sex, how old would that child be right now?

50:Has anyone ever posted nude pictures of you online?

51: What is one thing that NEVER makes you horny?

52: Do you have stretch marks? (How do you feel about them? Has anyone ever had a problem with them?)

53:Do you like giving head? (why/why not)

54:How do you feel about tattoos on someone you are interested in?

55: How would you feel about taking someones virginity?

56:Is there any food you would NOT recommend using during a sexual encounter?

57: Is there anything you do on the Internet that you would not like your significant other to see?

58:Do you own any sex toys? (what is it? (how long have you had it?)

59: Would you give your significant other unrestricted access to your Facebook, or other questionable account for a day?

60:Would you be offended if your significant other suggested you get plastic surgery?

61:Would you rather be a pornstar or a prostitute?

62:Do you watch porn?

63:How small is too small?

64: Have you ever been called a freak? Why?

65:Who gave you your last kiss? Did it mean anything?

66:Would you switch phones with your significant other for a day?

67:Do you feel comfortable going “commando”?

68: Would you have a problem with going down on someone if they hadn’t shaved their pubic hair?

69:If you could give yourself head, would you?

70: Booty or Boobs?

71:If you had a penis/vagina, what would you name it?

72:Have you ever been on an official date?

73:Have you ever cheated on someone? (Why?)

74: If you were a stripper, what would your name be?

75: Have you ever had sex in your parents bed? (Would you?)

76: How would you react if you found out your parents had sex in your bed?

77:What was your reaction the first time you saw a penis/vagina

78:If you had a penis/vagina for a day, what are five things you would do?

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Here is another one that I need to get out of my head.

“What?” she asked.

“What?” He responded.

“You’re staring at me,” she said.

She stood near the bed, bra in hand as she looked at him. He got more comfortable as he watched her. The fresh air in the room made her nipples firm, but not as hard as he knew they could get under his touch.

“I’m just looking,” he said.

“Pervert,” she said with a smile.

“Funny, that is not what you called me this morning when you rolled over against me.”

“This morning, I was not trying to get dressed to go to work.”

“You don’t have to go to work now,” he said.

“Funny man,” she said.

He watched her put her bra on with the skill of years of practice.

“That’s hardly professional,” he said with a smile.

She smiled back at him.

“I thought you needed something to think about while I was away.”

“Now you are teasing me.”


She walked over to her bureau and pulled out her panties, then slipped them on quickly. They matched the bra and were also not her usual attire.

“Keep it up, and you will be late,” he said.

He slipped out of bed. His cock began to rise as he looked at her. He reached for her, and she swatted his hand.

“Mike, I have to go to work.”

She slipped away. He picked up his phone.

“Olivia,” he said.

She turned, and he took a picture. Then a couple more as she stalked over to him. He tossed the phone onto the bed and caught her in his arms.

“Mike,” she said.

He kissed her. She dodged, then gave in, grudgingly before she pushed away.

“I. Have. To. Go. To. Work.”

By the time she got to the last word, he had his thumbs inside the legs of her panties where they stroked her rapidly swelling pussy lips. Olivia trembled as he leaned in to kiss her again.

“You play dirty,” she said as one of her hands wrapped gently around his cock.

“I am not playing,” he said.

Mike slipped a finger over her clit and pulled it up. Olivia moaned, then pulled harder on his cock.

“Be quick,” she said,

He pulled the gusset of her panties aside as he bent her over the edge of the bed. He lined his cock up with her, slicking the head up by stroking it over her clit a couple of times before he pushed it into her.

“Oh, fuck….yes, yes.”

Olivia pushed back against Mike, and he buried his cock into her, then started to pump in and out. She reached back, and he could feel her play with her clit as he filled her with each push. Olivia had a quick, sharp orgasm that squeezed his cock, briefly interrupting his rhythm for a moment before he pushed through the interruption. He drove in and out of her pussy, each time wetter than the last. Olivia moaned, then cried as another orgasm clenched his cock.

“Please, cum,” she panted.

Mike picked up the pace and pounded her into the mattress. Olivia’s hands were wrapped in the sheets as she held on, her noises muffled in their folds. Mike’s cock was a burning lance inside of her as she tried to cool it with each gush of her pussy juice.

“Cum, damn you, cum, hurry,” she said.

She knew Mike was not holding back on purpose, this time, but that did not mean she had the time to delay. She clamped down on his cock, knowing that the extra pressure would increase the friction on his cock. She was not disappointed. She could feel him swell a moment before she felt him cum. It squirted into her, each hot blast making her cry out until he was drained. Still, he continued to pump into her until she reached back and held him.

“Bastard. I am going to be late, you are going to be oozing out of me all day, and I love you. Now kiss me, get me a washcloth and hurry.

Mike kissed her awkwardly before he pulled out and walked to the bathroom to get her a washcloth as she asked. Olivia quickly cleaned up the immediate evidence of their sexual activity, then pulled her panties back into place. She rapidly pulled her dress over her head, and he zipped it up before he kissed her again.

“Come have lunch with me?” she asked.


“I will send you the address.”

She kissed him again and closed the hotel door behind her. Mike looked at the door, still feeling the sensations of her pussy on his cock, then turned to the shower, thinking about how he would spend the rest of his morning.

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Whither Tumblr?

Come Monday, December 17, 2019, Verizon, in an attempt to come to the right side of Apple and Google, and the puritanical overlords that govern them, Tumblr will be banning what they call adult content. According to their official definition:

Adult content primarily includes photos, videos, or GIFs that show real-life human genitals or female-presenting nipples, and any content—including photos, videos, GIFs and illustrations—that depicts sex acts.

Verizon, under the auspices of their failed social media company Oath, certainly have the right to make whatever changes they want to their site, but as many have pointed out, empirically, their AI and other algorithms are failing at their job, and certainly will not improve, despite the changes they want to implement.

Which of course begs the question, why do they want to change? Verizon is getting severe blowback from Apple. Apple has banned the Tumblr app because of adult content, which Apple apparently does not like since parents are randomly handing access to their children without oversight. They also claim that no one wants to sponsor a site with gross sexuality on prominent display. You can argue this one back and forth. Any online advertising strategies are failing, not only for Oath but for every form of media, just ask the companies that are complaining about ad blockers. At least with their own application (which they cannot install on Apple devices), they can prevent ad blockers, but they lose access to to the Apple ecosystem (after all, Apple users cannot seem to use web browsers) and all those eyeballs.

So, we have come to a crossroad. Verizon is killing yet another social media property they paid big bucks to purchase by merely driving their community away.

So where will the Tumblr folks go? That is a big question. Much like the G+ diaspora, it is clear there is no single place that the communities under fire will land. And this highlights an even more significant issue. With the death of Tumblr, there is now only Zuckerburg’s properties, and Twitter left as substantial players in social media. The rest is cobbled together shadows of the landscape, lacking in one or more features that would make them the next big thing.

Tumblr was a success because it was not afraid to allow anything. But those days are past. The censorship of the Internet is well on the way, to the detriment of us all.

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At The Sink

Maybe, if I write this one down, I can get it out of my head.

We were both showered. You were standing at the sink, playing with your hair. I slipped up behind you, put my hands on your hips, and kissed your neck where it met your upraised arms.

“What was that for?”

“Just because.”

I kissed the other side while I slipped my hands up to cup your breasts. You gasped and squirmed. I kissed your spine as I pulled gently on your nipples while squeezing your breasts in my hands.

“I am going to be late,” you gasped.

Rather than answer I continued to kiss your neck and pull on your nipples. You pushed your ass back against me, and the head of my hardening cock rolled across your clit. You juices started to flow over my cock as teased more. You moaned and braced your hands on the sink and trapped my arms where I could only manipulate your tits. You started to gasp as you pushed your ass back and forth over my cock. You pushed up onto your toes, twisted your hips and dropped down onto the head of my cock. You sighed as you forced it entirely into your body. You bent over to brace your arms on the counter where you could leverage your position. I pulled and pinched your nipples as I pumped my cock slowly in and out of your wet snatch.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me,” you panted.

You moved your arm so you could drop a hand down to finger your clit. I took my free hand and started to play with your ass. I slipped my thumb in, and you gasped and all but threw yourself back at my body. I could feel my orgasm getting close as we pistoned against each other. You gasped and cried out a second before my cock throbbed and filled your depths with my cum. We pushed back and forth a couple more times before you slumped against me. I caught you around the waist until you could support yourself. You pushed my cock out, then turned around to kiss me. You shoved your tongue into my mouth and pulled me against you with leg until there was nothing between us.

“Come on,” you said as you pulled me towards the shower.

“You’re going to be late,” I said.

“Yes, very late.”

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