15.9.07

HeaDaCHe & SuMMeR & MuSiC & BaLCoNY & SeX STuFF

The following entries may contain too much information if you know me
You have been warned
Its mostly about fucking!


HeaDaCHe CuRe
The one thing that helped me with my headaches was sex, not orgasms, but the pure adrenaline workout, the nothing else exists insanity of fucking, the fucking 'til you collapse into each others arms. Orgasm help a little, but I think it’s the full body workout or a great fuck.
I’m gunna have to fuck more.

SuMMeR
Being of irish descent I burn like a muthfuka in the sun, I spend the summer alternating from shade, hats and massaging aloe vera into my head.
One of the few good things in summer other than gelati and sitting on the beach at 2am is fucking.
I love the sweatiness of summer fucking. Its probably a pheromone thing. I don’t like it when its too hot too spoon afterwards but the fucking makes up for that. Its also good 'cos you can walk around naked and not have to wear clothes between fucking, which usually makes the time between fuck shorter, which I’ve found is a good thing.

MuSiC
This may sound weird but need to find a girl with a sense of humour to help me with an experiment. I've always wanted to fuck to what people say is good fucking music. I've fucked to some stuff I've got, like metal, tekno, industrial, trance, soundtracks, hip hop, etc. etc. but I wanna try it to Barry White. I've got a Barry White best of. trouble is I’m so happy to be fucking I usually grab the nearest cd or play what’s in the cd player.
It’d be hard to keep a straight face, which is hard enough already while having sex. It’d be fun, its definitely on my to do list.

BaLCoNY
I've been obsessed about for a few years now is sex on a balcony. I've done the sex in public thing, it was fun, but I like the idea of doing something that may or may not be in visible, depending on the sort of balcony, doing it somewhere that people are too busy to look, upwards. Everyone is too busy going where they’re going to look upwards. If I cant do it on balcony I’ll just have to do it in a window, if she keeps her top on no one will know what’s going on out of sight.
I know a friend who did in a car park at a shopping center on a busy night (probably friday) no one ever looks into the cars (unless their a thief or a security guard. She said it was hot.

HoBBY
I like to read about sex, I like to know as much as I can about it, not just fucking but gender, sexuality, legal issues, sex work, queer theory, methods, acts, art, pretty much anything to do with fucking. I've been told by fuckwits that my obsession is sleazy or that I’m obviously not getting any if I talk about it all the time.
I want those people to look at themselves, what is their obsessions, their hobbies, their habits. Do they talk endlessly about bands, even talking about members by their first names as though they know them personally (in denial), or do they blab endlessly about their car, their house, their investments, or whatever so called normal people talk about. I am not sleazy, I’m just more educated than them in a subject they have difficulty in dealing with so they automatically go into defensive mode accusing the person who confronts them with that which they are scared of with name calling. They’re like the hippy who points the finger at the –isms around them but when confronted by one of those they are trying to help they freak out.
I don’t know why I’m giving these fuckers any space here, they don’t deserve the piss from my dick, but I just wanted to get some stuff off my chest.

DuMBaSS
After the HeaDaCHe CuRe entry above, I must confess I was a dumb fuck on the weekend. I went to a club, a woman introduced herself to me, we’d met before through a friend. We chatted for ages, she was stunning, and being the dumbass that I am I didn’t even think of asking for her number. Doh! Now I’m in the wondering brainspace instead of the knowing brainspace. I am such a dumbass sometimes.

oRGaSMS
Like most people, I like em, but its not the goal for me. I like fucking and not cumming, I've always been one of those people that frustrates women. I like to fuck someone for a couple of days and only cum once. It’s a biggie when it hits, afterwards I get all hyper like a kid on a sugar buzz, which sometimes annoys the girl who usually wants to rest, eventually I crash. Blow jobs are okay but your gunna get a sore neck or mouth 'cos it tales ages that way for me, only one persons been able to go the distance.
I like watching the other person when they cum. I like the view while going down 'cos it’s a full body view, watching their back arch, their breathing get faster, and all the other good stuff, just makes me nuts, its so fucking hot. I like it when you find a position that guarantees they cum, whether it’s the gspot, the clit or whatever, its sort of like a goal reached together. I love making her cum, letting her relax for half a minute then keep on going on the same spot, she wants it, it feels good, but its too much. Its fucking great (or great fucking).

RaNDoM PoRN FiNDS
When I was a kid, on the way to school, I once found some porn on a nature strip that’d been chopped up under a lawnmower. I vaguely remembered me and my brother and sister being fascinated with it, but being catholic and under 10 we just thought it was “rude”.
The strangest thing I remember about it was I saw a tiny picture of a guy going down on a girl. Id never heard of such a thing, my tiny brain didn’t know how to interpret it. I remember thinking or saying it must be a guy with boobs I the picture because women didn’t have anything to do that to down there.
Many years later I realized how wrong I was.

THe FiRST NoN-ViRGiN
I remember years ago at school there was only one guy who had lost his virginity for real, we all claimed to have done it with imaginary girls wed met on the holidays, but in reality we’d probably only just discovered the joys of wanking alot. When he was talking about it some one asked if he had “licked her pussy”. He said he had. Then the same guy asked what it tasted like. He said it tasted like snot.
Many years later I discovered how wrong he was.