Blow jobs. Why does she refuse?

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You, guys, probably have wondered countless times why she refuses to go down on you. Are there any reasons why she refuses to kneel down and worship your maleness with her mouth?  I suppose there might be some. First of them is generally the fact that most of us, women, are brought up to believe that blow jobs are the things that only porn stars do and no respectable woman is supposed even to consider lowering herself to this, figuratively and literally speaking. In this case, I guess it’s a long way in front of you overcoming her sexual inhibitions and convincing her that what two people do in bed should be of no concern of some moralists, religions, priests, whatever. As long as it’s consensual. A woman has to want it, she has to get horny thinking that your dick in her mouth gives her the absolute power over you… After all if we blow you, your most sensitive organ is in our mouths and we do have teeth…

The other possible reason is the taste… And while speaking of taste, the smell can’t be left out. Errr… Gentelmen… When was the last time you showered? Sometimes going on public transport can make me believe that some people have never heard of soap… However, even if you have just washed properly (and she knows it) and feel horny, make sure you rinsed off all the soap from you dick and nuts. It doesn’t taste particularly enticing. And if you washed, you may as well think of trimming the jungle you have on your loins and nuts, though here, from what I have heard, feminine preferences may vary. Some of us may prefer you to stay very hairy on your private parts. Well, perhaps they like the hair going into and tickling their noses and they don’t mind spending half an hour first just trying to find your dick in that bush. But if any of us has to pause to remove some pubic hair that just got stranded between our teeth don’t complain that we’ve ruined it for you.

And last but not the least, you want a blow job, more than one and as often as possible? Right? But what was the last time you gave her some oral sex? If you make her clit feel very, very happy with your tongue skills  the woman may be more willing to reciprocate.

Ps. Almost as an afterthought I might add that if you do get it and you like how we do it, it’s probably best not to speculate about the origins of our talent. Just enjoy the moment and be happy that we’re good at it. And grateful…

Feminine sexuality

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While browsing internet I came across an article about celebs who waited with sex till after marriage. However, it’s not the hymen and glorifying its presence, the notion that was pushed upon us by the patriarchal society and various religions that I want to write about today. I got inspired by one of the comments that was under the article. It could be briefly summarized as follows:

Sex is much more pleasant for women because:

– they can have stronger orgasms as well as multiple ones as well as various types of of it while man can have only one and at a much weaker scope ;

– they get less tired, the only position when they actually work is the cowgirl or a reverse cowgirl;

– a woman can always have sex while a man may not get a hard on, more than that, when he does get a hard on he should watch out not to come too fast, which is pretty stressful;

– apart from the point above, a man has to show that he’s a good lover and make his lover climax (hear hear) while getting a man climax is not really so hard (a single gear shaft device 😉 );

– women have many more and much more sensitive erogenous zones than men, their skin is also 7 times more sensitive to touch;

– women have one body part that is solely dedicated to sex and pleasure and doesn’t serve any other purpose – the clitoris, more than that, the clitoris is a more sensitive organ than a men’s penis;

– after orgasm men lose the interest in sex and would just relax before having more of it while women can have more shagging straight away.

Well, well, well, given all these reasons, we should actually flock after men and molest them for sex all the time. But we don’t do it… Why? That is the question… Why are there so many jokes about headaches as an excuse for not wanting sex? And so on… Can you think of any plausible explanation for this situation?

However, here’s good news. Our novel’s female protagonists don’t have headaches, they are always ready and horny for their men. And even if it doesn’t reflect women’s attitudes in reality, the worse for reality. The book is a fantasy and we see no reason for writing about bad sex and bad lovers.  The rockers are perfect lovers, sex gods for these girls, that’s why Yasmin, Eleyne and the other 2 girls always want more sex and are ready to accept all kinky ideas of their lovers…

Any progress with your anal fantasies?

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I assume you have read the article about anal fantasies that we posted a week ago. Well… So… How have you been going on? Has your ass been getting acquainted with the touch of your fingers and discovering how pleasant it is to touch all the skin next to your back door? Have you explored the tightness of your anus and found out how it feels when your fingers slide in there, caressing, petting, making you crave some more…? If the answer is yes, then you’re ready for the next step.

Why not let your partner do the same? Use some lubricant, shower gel, oil or any of Durex or KY lubricating gels and allow his (or her) fingers inside your asshole.  Enjoy the experience of fingers  together, apart from fingers you could also use some sex toys. There are ones especially designed for anal play – all kinds of vibrators or anal bead, graduated ones that you can choose ones that you feel comfortable with. And then, the next step if you feel like it, is discovering how it feels to be licked there. Oral skills and a wet tongue of your partner (we assume your partner know how to use his or her tongue) will let you live some unforgettable moments as the skin around your backdoor is a very sensitive erogenous zone. But you already know it, so why not have a taste of something more than just your fingers?

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How about a new sexy product for rock or heavy metal bands?

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Everybody knows that sex and rock’n’roll go together. I don’t really believe any of the rockers is or has been a good boy who kept his pants up while on tour. All the groupie gossip boards are the best proof though I suspect most of the stuff posted there is what it is – just gossip. Impossible to prove true.

However, the point is, rock and heavy metal bands do inspire women erotically… Quite a lot of us would love to check out what they have in their pants. The tough truth though is that hardly any of us will be ever privileged to find it out. And you, rockers, would also have a lot of ‘work’ satisfying every lady’s curiosity, there are just too many of us. Though I bet it would be a really pleasant job…

Thus a suggestion of a new product that won’t strain you physically or put the bliss of your regular relationship at stake. A new line of sex toys. One band has already attempted it, don’t know how much success the product has have, but why not try? It’s just a few pieces of plastic or rubber. Just remember gents, don’t cheat (you know what I’m talking about) and include a personal signature. 😉

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This way each woman could satisfy her erotic dreams or fantasies connected with heavy metal and rock band whenever she wanted to.

Fragments of Chapter 1 (3), Hekate’s Passage, part 1, vol. 1

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Yasmin’s Story:

It looks like the time to start the research has begun. I definitely feel something strange here, something that needs to be investigated. So even though my body is stirring, making me want to join my girlfriends in their sensual strutting around the fire, I try to overcome it and rule my body. A short meditation, a few long breaths and I succeed in keeping my mind clear. Then I just leave them possessed by whatever is coming  over us here. I walk to the car and search for the instruments. I pick a Geiger counter, some multi-field meters and my laptop, which are all connected to the multi-field detectors. I try to turn them on, but to my surprise the laptop battery is dead as well as the multi-field meters.. I sigh in disgust, and try to turn an mp3 and camcorder that I have brought along. The result is the same… all are dead. Though I still hear the music playing, coming from the circle, so Melisa’s Ipod must be still working. We are in the right place at the right time, I think, getting out of the car to walk to place where I was before with the gals; but there is nobody there and sudden silence surrounds me. I remember I have a multi-radiation finder to detect microwaves, which will indicate any strange presence. I turn it on and it works!

But my friends have vanished, along with the remains of dinner, the fire, the litter. At the same momenta thick fog is creeping near, coming from the stones.  My blood feels like it is freezing in my veins, and the multi-radiation finder is beeping aloud. The fog gets me inside its grasp and the instrument almost screams as it beeps. Then I become dizzy and blinded; I try to hold onto something but there is nothing but weeds. My knees fail and I fall on the cold ground, completely confused. I close my eyes for a moment. At least I think it’s for a moment, it could have been much longer. When I open them again I see a road under the setting sun, and a car that is coming near. The car is an old-style car. I don´t know much about cars, but definitely this one doesn’t look  new. I only have an impression that it may have been manufactured in the ‘80s. I don´t know what to think, I feel too insecure to make any conjectures.

The car approaches me, slows down and stops. The window opens and I see Colin Crawford, just the way he was looking in the middle ‘80s.  He has short blond hair and a few loop earrings in his left ear. His oval face has a softer expression under the sun of this clueless time than I thought, but his features are strong and neat. His brown eyes are filled with amazement with the sight of me standing there confused. He is taller than I thought, slender and elegant. His look fits the rocker fashion in those years: a mixture of glam and leather that features his sex appeal. I’m just staring at him, looking at his face and body, sliding my eyes over his chest covered with a soft, pale shirt and then down to his legs in jeans, as if he were a wonderful apparition.  My jaw must be dropping down at the moment. I feel as if somebody has just hit me on my head. Him? Here? How? Why? Before I can say anything, staring at him  as if hypnotized, he looks concerned and asks me:

“Is everything alright? You look lost…”

I nod and answer. “I was camping with my girlfriends at Hekate’s Passage, you know this circle of stones?”

He says he does.

“We wanted to do some research for my Institute, but they started dancing naked around the fire to your music, saying they felt some strange energy in the place. I could feel it, too, but I wanted to investigate it and bring my instruments to do it. They were not working, though, and when I came back to the circle there was a strange fog there and everything, my friends, the fire were gone…”

I try to explain but apparently what I’m saying is vague and imprecise, or perhaps incredible as Colin face shows a stunned look, though he’s still trying to be nice and polite with me. Does he believe me?  What he has heard may be incredible, indeed.

The back windows of the car open and I see Jim, looking… smoking hot. And also with middle ‘80s look – with a long mane of blond curly hair. He exclaims. “My ears don’t deceive me? Did I really hear that that your girlfriends were dancing naked to our music and now you can’t find them? Sure we’ll help you look for them,” he starts joking. “We’re always ready to help naked women…”

The expression of his eyes suddenly makes me aware of my own looks. I’m wearing just denim shorts and a t-shirt, nothing really fancy or glamorous, but now I’m starting to regret it. I’d like one of these clinging sexy tops that hug your body that Eleyne says she always wears. I’d like to see admiration in his and Colin’s eyes (or knowing Colin’s preferences, I wish it were admiration, not curiosity).

(…)

Meet masters of sex or sex gods

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You already know, guys, what our female protagonists look like and hopefully their sex appeal inspires your imagination sufficiently. Now it’s time for a treat for the ladies who read this blog and are curious about these rockers that that are capable of bringing our heroines up in the arcane of sex while they only weep in ecstasy and ask for more.

Meet the Julian Twist. Sexier then hell, you couldn’t get them hotter if you set them on fire.

Enter Colin, the band’s front man. The tallest of the band, Colin is Yasmin’s crush. He’s a well built man with brown eyes, short blond hair and a few loop earrings in his ears. The hottest dream of Yasmin is to have certain intimacy with her crush when he’s clothed in sexy leather garments that accentuate his crotch really nicely. Oh my, she would really love to find out what he has for her inside those leather pants.

Eleyne has her eye on Tony, one of the twin axes of Julian Twist. She can’t stop fantasizing about this slender man with shoulder length messy brown hair with only a few highlights on the front.  Roguish seductiveness in his brown eyes combined with his hypnotizing  smile make her knees weak and pussy wet. However Eleyne’s a naughty girl with perverse appetite that just needs a right trigger to wake up, she just can’t  wait to put her dirty paws on Jim, the other axeman of the band.

Too bad for her, Melisa is on the possessive side and is not the one to share her crush, Jim, the sex symbol of the band, a slim man with long mane of blond curly hair and blue eyes. Mrrr, these blue eyes of his. You could drown in them. He also sports a naughty reputation of being a guy who can’t keep his pants up for 24 hours and shagging anything that moves and has a pussy.

Ted, the only man with a beard and a moustache in the band is Babette’s sweetheart. A not really tall guy, but Babette doesn’t mind, she’s not the tallest herself, anyway, height doesn’t really matter in bed, does it? Ted has long dark hair, as heavy metal fashion of the 80s dictated, dresses in denim and leather just like his band mates and has the softest brown eyes Babette has ever seen.

How does it sound to you, ladies? I know many women that wouldn’t say no to them if they suddenly appeared in their bedrooms. It certainly wouldn’t really matter for them that all these guys are not in their 30s anymore. They would lock the doors, throw away the keys and not let them out of bed… The only little snag is… most of them are in relationships…. And you know what men can be like, I don’t think they would approve of them taking a rocker lover.

Soooo… Are our recommendations enough to fuel your sexual fantasies and make you have wet erotic dreams later on at night?

Fetishes and sex

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What is a fetish? Is having a fetish for something normal and what do you have a fetish for? The word itself comes from 15th century Portuguese  feitiço (“spell”). At those times for the Portuguese the fetishists were those who worshiped the unusual, meaning all the natives from West Africa who revered all types of talismans like totems, carvings or beads.

Obviously with the passage of time the word has changed its meaning and now a sexual fetish refers to something that is supposed to cause erotic arousal. Having a fetish may be considered a mental disorder, especially if it has detrimental effects on a person’s life but come on… Which of you, gentlemen, who read this blog don’t like women’s legs dressed in stockings and/or a suspender belt? If we call it a mental disorder then the whole male population has a  big problem.

What can be fetish? As we all are different it can be virtually everything. Heterosexual women may find anything from hair or lack of it, muscle tone, eyes, voice, shape of hands to male body smell stimulating for their senses and imagination. We, the authors of this blog, have already admitted to being fascinated with nimble fingers of guitarists… And if they, apart from that have a captivating smile… We’re theirs…

Animate fetishes, the ones that are our body parts are common for both sexes. However, media (rubber, leather, latex and silk) and form (stilletto heels, knee high boots, sexy lingerie) fetishes are also quite popular.

And what about you guys? What are your fetishes?