Recharge Ride

I’ve become mostly an aneroLESS rider, but every once in a while, need to re-charge my ass with a legitimate ride and Oh boy are they crazy!! Here’s one of my super great ones.

House to myself, I settled down to normal LESS routine of getting warmed up and lighting the internal pleasure pilot light. Some mild contractions and pre-cum leaking greeted my descent into LESS pleasure. Butt, a new feeling welled up from down below. My ass was hungry and synthetic sensation weren’t good enough this time. During some light auto-contractions I could feel my ass mouthing P-r-o-g-a-s-m. Who was I to deny it lust?

Out came my beautiful Progasm ICE. Admiring it sleek clear sexiness as shivers ran down my spine. My ass squeezed hard on its own in delight. I admired the ICE and stroked it a little, bringing whimpers from my bottom. Grabbed the lube and got ready.

To the bathroom for prep and insertion! Quick shower and good bottom scrub; maybe a little toying with some fingers too as I teased my ass and myself. Toweled off super-fast. The Progasm sat on the vanity calling out to me. My cock started thickening at the lewd thoughts running through my head.

I lubed up the Progasm really good, stroking it nice and slow to ensure a smooth sleek covering from top to bottom. My ass complained at the constant teasing! Lube up a finger, spread legs wide and crouching I reached between my legs.

Emotional Session Experiment

This is a little different for me. This is a session i had, but i'll weave in my mental imagery as well. Quick note though )more for myself than others(, the guy in this imagery…STOP THINKING ABOUT HIM YOU IDIOT )yes i talk to myself like this ALL the time I need the harshness in order for me to stop being a nitwit(. This is NOT healthy…

Over and Done with….

5:45 am: I got in my car and headed home. Before walking outside I looked over my shoulder, one last glimpse, he's standing there. I feel my heart pause for a second. I take a deep breath and force myself to keep moving. My throat is tight, my feet feel heavy, my palms are sweaty. What I'd like more than anything is to run back into his arms and never let him go. I cant do that, we already talked about this. I'm at my car, I put my bag in the trunk, then get inside. I start my car and back out. As I pass the front door I look for him, don't see him. Eyes forward…I'm headed "home".

Back to "normal" life for me and far away from the fairy tale the last day and a half has been. Back to being alone. Back to sleeping alone. Back to cumming alone. Back to dreaming about a life I wont have. Tears continue to fall down my face, I have to learn to control this unnatural attachment to forbidden fruit. He wont miss me so why do I miss him? I'll be the one still feeling how perfectly he fit me, remembering how he touched all the right spots inside me effortlessly. Being a woman sucks, giving someone your body, the deepest part of you knowing its just sex for them really blows. Knowing its only a matter of time before he feels relatively the same thing with somebody else…really fucking sucks. However, its not my ploy to change him. I love him just the way he is, I want him happy, he's so much fun happy.

Breathing meditation – revised

Guided breathing meditation

(I duplicated this entry because I edited it and wanted it at the top of my blogs. this meditation is similar to kundalini circular breathing)

(I've edited this blog after getting feedback from my Tai Chi teacher.)

I've started my sessions recently with this breathing exercise that I put together from several sources. I do it with any model aneros prostate massager. I like it because it gets me aroused from within without any stimulation. It may be of interest to men who have trouble getting aroused. I don't know if it will work for anyone else but me. Let me know if it works for you.

stage 1 oral breathing – to relax and circulate oxygen

Breathe into your abdomen relaxedly with your diaphragm, don't use your chest muscles.

You can put your hand beneath your navel to remind you and guide your breath to your belly.

With your mouth closed pull in air smoothly and slowly and gently through your nose.

Feel it as it flows down your throat into your chest.

Pause briefly, and then push the air out while saying"ahhhh" deeply so you feel it in your belly.

Exhale slowly and feel the air flow up out of your chest, up your throat and out your lips.

Pause briefly again and start over.

A Poem I Wrote to Me Making Believe I was my Wife

Golden light of early morning bathes my bed with warm light
I lay under the covers with you next to me, your hardness is pressing on my thigh I caress it as it stiffens in the softness of my palm I gather the clear nectar of your desire on my fingertips and taste it
I inhale your manly scent and your sexy warmth in equal measure
You breathe quietly lost in a distant dream as I kiss your temple
You ooze male desire for me, warm, sweet and wet
I savor your passion, it opens the pink flower that blossoms for you between my thighs
Your desire for me penetrates the thin tank top and licks my breasts tenderly hardening my nipples
My thin tank top reveals my stiff nipples they Articulate my arousal in rigid desperation
In response the honey of my arousal oozes from the wet lips between my thighs and drools from me
Suspended by a delicate string of its own making
The sodden cleft in my vulva and the soft wetness of the canal leading to my feminine soul are heavy and aching with arousal
And hungering to be impaled by the iron prong of your manly desire and to feel you sink deeply into me and bathe my soul with your creamy passion My aching pussy will swill your sensual cocktail sucking it in orgasmic gulps
The covers trap the steamy scent of your arousal it seeks and finds my pussy lips and
It rushes into my unwitting cunt
It slinks into the warm wet channel between my thighs that aches for penetration following
The soft pink pathway to my own desire that opens to swallow it
In my mind I see you laying between my legs, your lust elongated penis probing the depths of my passion seeking a home for its eruption
The moist caress of my vagina suckles your cock root tantalizing it and coaxing it to release
You feel the soft supple wetness of my pussy sucking your cockhead, imploring it
The feeling of my impassioned cunt flesh caressing your cockhead makes the cum in your balls bubble and steam seeking escape Your eyes reveal the desperation that is inflaming you
The warm wetness of the silken flesh that embraces your cock
Expresses my love and lust and hypnotizes your penis, forging it to steel hardness and tantalizing it
I long to slide my mouth under the covers and take the warm sticky crown of your manhood into my mouth and draw
Your nectar onto my tongue and make the
Gland deep in your anus swell, ache and harden in desperation for release
I collect the sweet nectar of your cock’s desire and savor it on my tongue
As I tease your cleft to erupt and make you burst into The ancient male song of agonizing ecstasy that will make you hurl ropes of passion into my sodden cunt
I lay quietly thinking of your sexy body and imagine me under you as you bathe your cock in the creamy hot Embrace of my desire
That desire has invaded me and has taken control of my brain It taunts me
My warm pussy lips are opening as you lie sleeping next to me They are being awakened by the silken hardness of your love for me
I lay quietly as you sleep willing you to take me and have you impale me with the bulbous head of your cock pushing it into me making me gasp with anguished pleasure as you lovingly plumb the depth of my pussy with your steaming dick
My delicate passion for you is tickling and teasing the cleft under your cockhead and tickling your balls as my pussy mouth is wrapped around the base of your cock
Your penis fills with lust and your asshole throbs and pulses it’s acquiescence in the vulgar passion that consumes you
Your cock already stiffened to manly hardness is in readiness to be pulled to the erotic and rapturous mystery inside of me Your anus is throbbing and pulsing lending its credence to the desperation of your desire
The aching desire in my pussy is thumping quietly while
Your cock is pulsing it time to the subtle tug of my feminine need for you under the covers
My desire reaches a fevered pitch singing a siren song to your lust stiffened penis
It is pulsing and aching for me even as you sleep

On the Job Benefits

So when chatting with a fellow chatter here, he mentioned a hot fantasy he had while traveling that starred him and a sexy flight attendant. He brought back to mind a fantasy I'd really pretty much forgotten about. So to him thanks for reminding me about this, hope you enjoy!!!

I have a fascination with having sex in various forms of transportation, but what's funny is I've never had sex in any mode of transportation. Not even a car. I'll have to fix that one day. I've also never put a face to the man in this fantasy either. I never really wanted to, but right before sitting down to right this one it made sense to do so. So to him…thanks for giving my character more meaning and charisma.

So I'm sitting on my private jet finishing up some work. We've already landed, my car is waiting to take me to the hotel. I hear a sound come from the front of the plane. The pilot steps out of the cockpit. His eyes meet mine, he smiles. I smile back at him, "I'm almost done, do you have a few minutes to spare, then I'll be out of your way." He simply nods and retreats back to the cockpit. He's tall…handsome…has a quiet debonair aura to him. His stellar credentials made him a top candidate for this job…his humor makes him a dream to be around…his killer looks sealed the deal. After all it doesn’t hurt to have some eye candy to think about when you're miles off the ground.

Cunnilingus

The ever evolving sexual and erotic experiences in my life are an endless source of inspiration for topics. Last night as I lay in bed reading and waiting for J to come in from the shower I pondered wait I might write about. The inspiration was provided when she came into the bedroom naked from the shower. As she dried herself off, it was hard for me to continue reading and not look at her beautiful body. So I looked. She is so sexy even at sixty; she never ceases to get me hard. Indeed as I lay there my cock began to stiffen.

That is when it hit me. This post needed to be about cunnilingus, and particularly my first experience of cunnilingus on her. Cunnilingus is my absolute favorite sexual activity and always has been. When we first started dating she was 19 and was not only a virgin, but if I believe her )and I do( she had never experienced an orgasm from a boy yet. She was a very reserved and protected girl raised in a very repressed home. It was 1971, we had reached our 4th date and we really liked each other. From the first date she established a very high level of trust in me. I was more experienced that she was but I was very nervous around her. We knew on that 4th date that sex of some sort was in the offing before the night was over, I was more nervous than usual.

Sexy Massage

I have always enjoyed giving J pleasure. However, since rewiring my delight in vicariously enjoying her orgasms has doubled. Rewiring has had a profound impact on my sexuality and my perception of her sexual pleasure. As I have said several times here I am a much more sensual and erotic man as a result of these orgasms and the mental state that accompanies them. I also have learned to realize intense joy from escorting my lady to experience erotic pleasure and emotionally fulfilling orgasms.

I derive deep satisfaction from massaging her and getting her relaxed and in a mind set to embrace arousal and let herself slip into orgasm in my arms, even if I don’t climax.

Such was the case a night last month. Whether from stress or overactive mind or passion, I couldn’t sleep. So I just laid next to her, watching her doze in the first moments of light sleep. Occasionally I would lean over and kiss her lightly on the temple. She was laying on her stomach with her head turned to me.

After a few kisses which caused her to stir slightly, I slid my arm under her night shirt and rested it on her back. . Ever so slowly I began to stroke her back. She murmured quietly and snuggled closer to me. In her semi – awake state she sensed the warm loving touch of my palm on the soft skin between her shoulder blades.

How it started

This is about how things started. PreAneros. My wife and I found a prostate stimulating probe. Cheap. Looking back she was not interested in this but wanted me to have fun on my own.

It was small, black, and it vibrated. It was not enough to get me off but it was fun.

The next was a cheap knock off. We were involved in foreplay and mutual masturbation. She had an orgasm and fell asleep. After 10 minutes of feeling horny, I got waves of pleasure. They didn't stop for 20 minutes. I was breathing heavy, having contractions, giggling, and crying. She was asleep by this point.

This toy never "produced" again. It was impossible to clean and it was tossed out. I was hooked and went searching for something that would last. Aneros.

Sunday Session

Sunday night we were both exhausted, it had been a very busy weekend. When we shut the lights out it propelled our bedroom into blackness. I tilted the venetian blinds open to let the light from the street lamp on the corner into the quiet blackness that surrounded us. There is something very sultry about the yellow gold lamplight from the outside illuminating our bedroom.

At 11 pm when J and I got into bed the room was cool, dark, comfortable and still; there was no traffic outside. We had shed the heavy winter quilt and pulled a flannel sheet and cotton blanket out of the linen cabinet and spread it on the bed. The flannel was light but warm; it enveloped us as we warmed each other. It was a perfect night for sleeping.

I sleep naked, I always have. J shifts her sleepwear season to season. On warmer nights like that night she shed her long night gowns to sleep in one of my tee shirts, with her bare bottom exposed; it is so sexy. The shirt barely covers her butt and it is baggy and thin giving her the innocent semi nudity of a little girl. Yet unmistakably it revealed her mature body by draping over her breasts and nipples. As she came to bed the shirt allowed her breasts to jiggle underneath it, the friction of the fabric against her nipples caused them to harden and push against the fabric. Their hardness made them very visible. My cock stiffened at the sight of her.