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Stopping and starting? Noooooooo thankyou seems I march to a different drummer than the rest of you lol but then what's new I always have? You keep stopping and doing something else with me Homb and you will get shoved off and your conjugals cut off for a week! Maybe it's because I often find the big O so elusive that when it's finally imminent and I can feel it steaming in ....... you stop!!!!!!!!!! Your life wouldn't be worth living believe you me!

To date, every woman I've been with said that the big O was elusive, or they could not achieve orgasm through penetration, or that they were fine with sex sans orgasm. It was only true in one case. And she admitted later that it was on her part, as she was basically overwhelmed with guilt. She still came, but it was a load of work.

Most women I've dealt with (and talked to about it) don't have elusive orgasms, they have selfish partners. Sex, like anything else, can be done mechanically, or it can be done with passion and an eye to theatre.

The average bloke goes into coitus with the lads screaming for release, and that being the only voice in his head. Somewhere far lower on Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs is his ego as a lover, which is the only way he'll worry about your orgasm. This is the average dude.

A good lover understands that his orgasm will happen. He's male, by default it's not that difficult (well, for most, some men have elusive orgasms for clinical reasons, much as some women do). The Virtuous Man understands that one of the finest traits he can possess in bed is patience. Patience combined with passion is truly a beautiful thing.

I approach each encounter with this in mind. I will enjoy myself regardless of the outcome. Even if I don't come, I will enjoy the act, plain and simple. Why? Because I can enjoy and be satisifed by the activities, the emotional interplay, and the giant ego stroke of every last one of her many orgasms.

That said, I'm a Dominant. My ego is officially my largest sexual organ. And leaving my partner shuddering, gasping, and incapable of movement afterwards is shooting for par. My orgasm is a nice side dish compared to that.

And, as an aside, this is why submissives are so happy with their Dominant partners, and put up with so much "shit" per outside observers.
 
And all of that sounds like egotistical bragging on my part. My apologies. Just trying to explain my thang. And I am not the only guy that does this.

(References are available on request.)

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ETA: The woman mentioned what was overwhelmed with guilt was married, but estranged. Her husband hadn't touched her sexually in over four years, and she knew he was cheating on her. She'd made clear that she was going to search for touch elsewhere. When time came for it, she was still struck by guilt. She has since gotten a little better, though, personally, I can't understand why someone would stick with a person in a circumstance like that, especially when their kids are grown. Makes no sense.
 
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Plus ca change, plus c'est le meme chose.

Welcome back, sweetie!

bj

Thankye, darlin', good to be back.

Stopping and starting? Noooooooo...

Not to worry, sweetheart...

...Most women I've dealt with (and talked to about it) don't have elusive orgasms, they have selfish partners....

...That said, I'm a Dominant. My ego is officially my largest sexual organ. And leaving my partner shuddering, gasping, and incapable of movement afterwards is shooting for par. My orgasm is a nice side dish compared to that...

I largely agree, but must also admit that age and health can drive a need for the occasional pause. Timing is everything, though, and a thougtful lover, dominant or not, will be considerate of his partner's immediate need, even while driving her toward the most intense response achievable at the time.

This place has the most wonderfully eclectic conversations! Gotta go now. See you later.
 
Oy vey what a busy day at the shop. And at what other job could I just tell customers to wait for a bit while I get my hair cut by my lovely beautician friend who makes house calls... This is one crazy ass place, but the clients don't seem to mind.

Much like the bistro.

Hommie, I found your discussion not so much egotistical as simply knowledgeable, and of course hawt. Careful or you'll have the chix in here stalking you even more than we already are.

UYS if you ever do head this direction you are honor bound to make a stop in Kansas. Free shiny objects to all bistro folks who actually come this far.

Ack. I'm saying good morning and it's already 6:30 pm.

So it's getting a bit more spring-like around here, finally, although it's still awful nippy. I'm thinking today's a good day for something a bit aphrodisiac in nature.

Meal for maithuna:
Steak and mushrooms, with a nice bearnaise
Salmon en croute
maybe some good root vegetables to increase yang, like some sweet potatoes and bacon
lemon sorbet to wake the tongue
and then of course chocolate. And strawberries.

*fiercely distracted today*

bj
 
Hommie, I found your discussion not so much egotistical as simply knowledgeable, and of course hawt. Careful or you'll have the chix in here stalking you even more than we already are.

*fiercely distracted today*

bj

Well, I'd hoped it was seen that way. Too often with my demographic it is egotistical posturing. Hell, as serious as my ego is, even I sometimes wonder if it isn't egotistical posturing on my part.

I don't think any of the lovelies here would stalk me. They're all such nice girls.
 
Well, I'd hoped it was seen that way. Too often with my demographic it is egotistical posturing. Hell, as serious as my ego is, even I sometimes wonder if it isn't egotistical posturing on my part.

I don't think any of the lovelies here would stalk me. They're all such nice girls.

bwah!
*triscuit fu*

right, I'm gone again til tomorrow. blessings, everyone...

Random Instant Bistro Poetry Challenge in honor of Mating Season:
write a poem with the title or the theme "FIGHT OR FUCK"



bj
 
bwah!
*triscuit fu*

right, I'm gone again til tomorrow. blessings, everyone...

Random Instant Bistro Poetry Challenge in honor of Mating Season:
write a poem with the title or the theme "FIGHT OR FUCK"



bj

Glad you enjoyed it. Figured you would :D
 
survey

Favorite soup for cold weather? Corned beef and cabbage, with potatoes and carrots

Celebrity Lapdance: Who would you choose? Without a doubt Angelina Jolie

Best poet for cheering you up when you've lost your mojo? (Can be a poet on this board or one of those Regular Famous Ones) I'll have to get back to you on that

What's that one thing you've been trying to write a poem about for ages but can't quite make it work yet? Things I haven't figured out in my mind yet

You walk into a bar and the first song you hear on the jukebox proves that you're definitely in the right place. What song is it? Counting crows, color blind

What's the finest compliment you ever got? "I never understood that before now"

Three vivid phrases describing the weather where you are right now.
The sun is tiring to warm away the chill that clings to the landscape. The breeze pulls away the warmth that does permeate. I wish the weather would just make up its fucking mind.

Most excellent present you ever got? An Orchid

What sentence or question makes you really happy when you hear it from your significant other? I lovids you

What's "your song" with your beloved? Truly Madly Deeply Savage Garden

And as a companion, what song can you just not listen to anymore cause it was "Your Song" with someone you'd now prefer to see buried in eels?
Well it was never an "Our song", but I probably be better off if I never heard the intro to L word again

Ever had a crush on a cartoon character? Bird Man (yeah I know its weird, but its something about those wings, I suppose I just wanted to fly)

What's the first sign of spring in your area? Well I don't know yet... but in my childhood the only sign of spring was the emmersion of the tumble weeds, they blanketed the desert like a fine green carpet, then within a month the illusion of grass was gone, and the weeds that survived would turn into the ball like weeds that everyone sees in the westerns.

Are you more, or less, debauched now than you were ten years ago? About the same level of perversion, however it is far more refined, and effective

What's your absolute favorite poem by someone other than yourself? Annabelle Lee by Edgar Allen Poe


If you could own a famous work of art, what would it be?
I suppose I would like to own La Naissance de Venus by Alexandre Cabanel

Weirdest dream you ever had?
Most of my dreams are strange montage of situations that play out like an episode of Scooby Doo. All weird and usually filled with people from real life

Any childhood dreams or nightmares?
I had a reoccurring nightmare as a child that involved breaking my neck in the bottom of a swimming pool. It was always in color, with the most vivid blue water. It was always in slow motion, with each sound echoing in my head. It started with my father throwing me into the air, then me sinking into the water, with my head making contact with the rough concrete of the bottom of the pool. I always stayed on the bottom for the remainder of the dream, I assume I was drowning. Then I would wake up.

Worst nightmare you ever had? In my adult life: It was a montage of my friends and family turning their backs on me, and my husband locking me in a cage and leaving never to return.

Any recurring dreams? I have reoccurring fantasies about a heartbreaker that of course gave me the greatest sex of my all too short life, and then of course, broke my heart.

If you could "script" a dream, what would you spend all night doing? (as if we didn't know...)

Well I suppose my script would alter the reoccurring fantasies in such a way to produce a night that never ends... mmmmmmmmmm
 
"Fight and/or Fuck"

You will see it my way.
I won't see it yours.
You will bend.
No, I am not wrong!
Maybe a little,
but nowhere important.
And you are so wrong here.
No, I do not always say that!
Why do you always bring that up?
How do you remember these things?
Why the hell?
God, you're hot when you're angry.
The colour in your cheeks
The flash in your eyes
The set to your shoulders
It's a little warm in here
Circle to the left.
Put her between me and the bed
One little push
Just like that
Pants in the way
Fuck, I want you
Oh, yeah, just like that.
Oh yeah.
God, yes.
Hold those wrists down
Harder
Faster
Beg for it
Just like that
Oh!

So
much
better
 
"Fight and/or Fuck"

You will see it my way.
I won't see it yours.
You will bend.
No, I am not wrong!
Maybe a little,
but nowhere important.
And you are so wrong here.
No, I do not always say that!
Why do you always bring that up?
How do you remember these things?
Why the hell?
God, you're hot when you're angry.
The colour in your cheeks
The flash in your eyes
The set to your shoulders
It's a little warm in here
Circle to the left.
Put her between me and the bed
One little push
Just like that
Pants in the way
Fuck, I want you
Oh, yeah, just like that.
Oh yeah.
God, yes.
Hold those wrists down
Harder
Faster
Beg for it
Just like that
Oh!

So
much
better

books flight
 
Room for another "Fight or Fuck?"

StruggleFuck

You never seem to like it
When I force you to your knees.
But through it all, you seem to know
It's me you have to please.

You fight and choke and holler
When my cock goes in your mouth,
Complain and bitch and argue
When my hands start moving south.

Sometimes I just can't figure
Why you keep on fighting so,
When all you really have to do
Is stop and tell me "No!"

You wiggle when I tie you up,
It makes me pause, and yet,
My fingers, in your pussy lips
Still come back, soaking wet!

The struggle always wearies me,
I need a coke and rum!
The only reason it's worthwhile,
Is watching, when you come!

- Rhymesmith​
 
*gasps, giggles, says ooooo*

*figures gas mileage to Virginia*

*hires professional internet stalker to find RhymeSmith*

*coordinates schedule with UYS*


Okay I woke up in a really good mood this morning. That's more significant than it sounds. Around the house they call me "Dick" for the first hour and a half or so.

I've got plenty to give away, and my hair is extra curly today. Should be an interesting afternoon.

Today we're doing sushi and sashimi. There is philosophy and beauty and power in that particular meal. And start with some beautifully simple Miso soup.

Simplicity. And of course, lust.

bj
 
*gasps, giggles, says ooooo*

*figures gas mileage to Virginia*

Fly. Figuring 25mpg, it's around $400 for gas for round trip, and 40+ hours total drive. I've found round trip airfare from (picking randomly) Wichita to here for $254 for a 3-day trip middle of next month.

I can provide links if you'd like :D

Okay I woke up in a really good mood this morning. That's more significant than it sounds. Around the house they call me "Dick" for the first hour and a half or so.

Who are you, and where is the real bijou?

I've got plenty to give away, and my hair is extra curly today. Should be an interesting afternoon.

Today we're doing sushi and sashimi. There is philosophy and beauty and power in that particular meal. And start with some beautifully simple Miso soup.

Simplicity. And of course, lust.

bj

When I die, bury me with my tako sashimi.
 
Fly. Figuring 25mpg, it's around $400 for gas for round trip, and 40+ hours total drive. I've found round trip airfare from (picking randomly) Wichita to here for $254 for a 3-day trip middle of next month.

I can provide links if you'd like :D



Who are you, and where is the real bijou?



When I die, bury me with my tako sashimi.

In the meantime, perhaps we can bury you in tako sashimi. I'd volunteer to help clean it up.

I know, it's really weird to wake up so well. I hope I'm not turning into one of those Morning People.

*Wichita. middle of next month. hm. and double hm. I know at least five or six people who would be REALLY interested to hear about that.*

Hi loststar, thanks for reviving some surveys! This is, after all, the place where everyone is fiercely encouraged to talk about themselves. And Smitty, darling, there is always room for more Fight or Fuck poetry.

xo
 
In the meantime, perhaps we can bury you in tako sashimi. I'd volunteer to help clean it up.

I would officially eat until sick. I've had chopstick fencing matches over the last piece of tasty tasty cephalopod.

I know, it's really weird to wake up so well. I hope I'm not turning into one of those Morning People.

Well, I'll forgive you, but I won't pretend to understand it. I had a bit of Morning Person going for a few weeks last year. I got better, thankfully.

*Wichita. middle of next month. hm. and double hm. I know at least five or six people who would be REALLY interested to hear about that.*

That's a lotta people. That many people interested in my little section of Virginia?
 
I would officially eat until sick. I've had chopstick fencing matches over the last piece of tasty tasty cephalopod.



Well, I'll forgive you, but I won't pretend to understand it. I had a bit of Morning Person going for a few weeks last year. I got better, thankfully.



That's a lotta people. That many people interested in my little section of Virginia?

I'm thinking people who would totally split the cost of your plane ticket to Wichita...
 
I'm thinking people who would totally split the cost of your plane ticket to Wichita...

Dude. I'm all about that. I checked at the same time. It's about $10 more to fly here to there. Whee.

I realised this makes me, like, totally for rent. Take up a collection. Fly me out.

Rent-a-Rope-Top. That's me. Birthday parties, bachelorette affairs, bat mitzvahs, weddings, rope for every occassion.
 
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It's going to be hard to leave Maine (much as I love to bitch) for various reasons, but a big one is this Japanese restaurant, Ichiban, that ee and I totally love. It's so...Asian...and really clean, almost zen-like peaceful and the food is to die for. We always get maki sets and tempura. And miso soup. But I have to say that my homemade ginger ice cream is even better than theirs.

I visited my therapist yesterday and took him a sandwich: ham on homemade challah. He told me the only two people to serve him ham this Easter were two Jews. Lol!
 
Dude. I'm all about that. I checked at the same time. It's about $10 more to fly here to there. Whee.

I realised this makes me, like, totally for rent. Take up a collection. Fly me out.

Rent-a-Rope-Top. That's me. Birthday parties, bachelorette affairs, bat mitzvahs, weddings, rope for every occassion.

Maybe I should hire you for my wedding reception. You could walk around tying people up. Well maybe not my in-laws to be. :D
 
Maybe I should hire you for my wedding reception. You could walk around tying people up. Well maybe not my in-laws to be. :D

"Pardon me, mademoiselle, are you ready for your Reception Bondage, compliments of the bride and groom? And of course you will be keeping the rope, so nicely dyed in the couple's colours..."
 
"Pardon me, mademoiselle, are you ready for your Reception Bondage, compliments of the bride and groom? And of course you will be keeping the rope, so nicely dyed in the couple's colours..."

I'm thinking ball gags as wedding favors. I don't know what our colors are. I asked ee and he just raised an eyebrow at me. Maybe black and blue. :p
 
I'm thinking ball gags as wedding favors. I don't know what our colors are. I asked ee and he just raised an eyebrow at me. Maybe black and blue. :p

He knows all he needs to gag you is his kiss.

ETA: That is gag as in stifle, not gag as in spew....silly girl...

There, make that a poem, darling.
 
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