The following profile is an experiment designed as an outlet for one very specific side of me. (it shouldn't take you long to deduce which side)

What do I hope to find? I'm looking for a sexual partner, though not necessarily a 'casual' partner. I envision meeting someone with whom I share chemistry, both physical and intellectual, and the desire to explore. I envision meeting when we can, when schedules or libidos align, and taking advantage of getting to know each other better and better the more and more we learn each others' bodies. The freedom to ask for, the comfort to talk about, and the safety to know that you're in friendly arms when things are still-- and body-trembling pleasure as often as possible.

If this sounds like something you'd like to explore, I look forward to hearing from you. If you're seeking something else for yourself, I wish you the best of luck and hope you find it out there. :)

Proceed at your own discretion.

And if you wonder if there's even more that awaits, you should say hello.

:)

Wishing I were this woman.

(I just saw another video that makes me even more jealous of a woman's capacity for pleasure, but you'll have to send me a message and ask me directly for the link-- it may be WAY too risque for OKC's policies)

Trying not to think juvenile thoughts every time I hear "She'll be coming 'round the mountain when she comes..."

Thinking of how to be bolder with this profile while still remaining true to myself.

Wondering why I don't watch as much porn as I used to. And wondering whether I really miss it that much. Every now and then I'll seek out some new videos, or new stories to read. Then again, I'll also go back to some of the porn I've enjoyed since the earliest days of discovering it online when I was in my college dorm room. There's something about porn nostalgia that can be really fun to tap into from time to time.

I recently had my first experience listening to an erotic trance recording, with the goal of reaching an orgasm with no hands over the course of about a half an hour. I can't say that I actually got to completion just by listening (most first timers don't, I understand), but wow did it make me feel pretty freakin' sexy and incredible! I can't wait for the next time I listen to it. :D

I've just begun reading a [fiction] book whose introduction includes the line "For I, Badra, proclaim to be certain of one thing only: I am the one with the most beautiful cunt on earth, the best designed, the best developed, the deepest, warmest, wettest, noisiest, most fragrant and singing, the one most fond of cocks when they rise up like harpoons." Talk about powerful writing!

I am studying for my final exams in crypto-sexology, preparing for a dark and heart-thumping adventure in search of Clitzilla. When I find her I know there will be much thrashing, grunting, and I will possibly not escape without a few well-earned scars, and likely drenched in sweat and other things-- but god, will it be worth it!

I just had my first experience using my nJoy pure wand with a partner in a way that felt super connective and super sexy! I loved the look in her eyes, and the grasp of her fingers on my thigh. I would love to explore this with more partners as well! So much fun!

Well, it's not really for me to say-- but I have received many many compliments on what my fingers can accomplish. :P

Getting a woman to say "Oh m-m-m-m-my god-d-d-d-d-d, what are you d-d-d-doooinnnggg to meeeeee????"

Masturbating. I get myself off every time.

Kissing. Sucking. Licking. Any combination of those three.

Kindness and a genuine nature. I think that catches people off-guard sometimes. People seem surprised that they're meeting a nice guy who actually cares to talk and get to know someone. That kind of surprises me. There have to be more of us out there, right?

Movie:
The Girl On the Bridge. I have never seen a sexier movie (which, for me, is really saying something). Especially when you consider that the two lead actors hardly ever touch each other, and may not even share a kiss throughout the entire film. But the sexiness, for my money, is off the charts!

Book:
The Fermata or Vox, both by Nicholson Baker. Both books have some incredibly hot scenes (that I've re-read several times... tee hee hee), and Baker is a master at crafting delightful turns of phrase, inventive scenarios, and is simply a joy to read. I'd even recommend his non-sexy books. ;)

Food:
Tortellini! It's my absolute favorite pasta. It's like ravioli, except with so many more delightful folds for your tongue to play around, tease, and tickle. Sometimes I'll just hold one in my mouth for a little bit to fully take in its texture-- roll it around and really taste it, before giving in and totally devouring it. So good! :)

Music:
Janet Jackson - Warmth, Moist (perfect companion pieces)
Goldfrapp - Twist
Sophie B. Hawkins - Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover
Christina Aguilera - Get Mine, Get Yours
Divinyls - I Touch Myself
LL Cool J - Doin' It

P.S. Some of those songs would also qualify for a list of Music Videos I Used To Masturbate To. And occasionally still do (see the above section on 'porn nostalgia').

Other songs that wouldn't be out of place in that category:

Jade - Don't Walk Away
Warrant - Cherry Pie
Cathy Dennis - Touch Me
Deee-Lite - Groove Is In The Heart
Madonna - Justify My Love (seriously, who didn't masturbate to this one??)
Billy Idol - Cradle of Love

Incidentally, I have also created my own Pandora station to play when I wanna get myself in a private sexy mood. :)

1. My partner's orgasms. Seriously. I'm a bit of an orgasm addict, truth be told. I can't settle with my partner just having one big climax. I need more. I need to feel you shudder again and again, hear you cry out "oh my gggggodddddd" and "yesssss" and "f-ff-f-fff-ff-fuUUCCCKKK" as you shudder with cumquake after cumquake.

2. That first touch of my fingers that slides slowly down the front of your waistline, over that slight hair mound, and separates the lips to find, mmmmmmm, how wet you are...

3. Squirters. It's almost as if my heart develops a second, more complex and joyous beat in my chest whenever I even think about it. I get so turned on at the idea of a woman whose orgasms are so powerful that she becomes a fantastical and forceful fountain of gush after gush, geysering all over my hand, my arm, my body, her body, the bed, the floor.... MMMMMMMMNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH!!!!! ;) I love when it happens, and I love knowing that I have the touch to make it happen again and again.

4. Ear nibbles. I can't even tell you how surprised I was the first time someone took my earlobe into their mouth. It was so exciting, I nearly came. The heat of her mouth, the slickness of her tongue, the super intimate sounds of her breathing right next to my ear... it gives me chills to think about it even now.

5. Lube. Whether it's for you or for me when I'm alone, I love a good lube. And I think I've found my favorite: Liquid Silk. I've been using it for years. It is absolutely divine.

6. My lips and tongue, and someone who knows how to kiss long, wet, and deep.

The next toy I'd like to purchase. I have a penchant for really exquisite sex toys. You know, the kind that are as much art and design as they are pleasure-bringers. I particularly love the nJoy line, but there are many other companies now producing some really nice pieces. I've liked a lot of the pictures I've seen from Lelo's products... hm...

What it would be like if I could save up orgasms, instead of experiencing them, keeping them contained (maybe like in a pensieve, for your Harry Potter fans), and then at a time of my choosing, dive into them all at once.

How it would feel to have the back of my neck and smooth bald head placed between a lady's naked legs and used as a masturbatory aid.

Is it weird that I occasionally enjoy Futa porn?

Do the Cosmopolitan headlines for 'sex tips' and ways to 'increase your pleasure ten times more!' actually deliver on their promises? Could I find a partner to do some scientific research?

Why does FetLife have such a frustratingly obstacle-ized method of interaction? I mean, I get that they want it to be more of a community than a dating site (though, really, don't a lot of people use it that way?)... but there are some things that would seem obvious for even the most basic internet forum! Anyway, I'm going to crib some something I saw someone else say here, which is "Sometimes I feel too kinky for OKCupid, but too vanilla for FetLife." That totally resonates with me.

How much cell phones have really taken away from phone sex. Don't you remember phone sex when you could actually hear someone's quiet words whispered directly into your ear... the soft intakes of breath... maybe even the lovely funny squishy sexy noises coming from about two feet below the phone... the sounds that you could just barely hear over your phone-partner's gasps of breath as you told them what you would do to them if you were there... where your tongue would explore, how much you love tasting them... and knowing that with every word you were getting them closer and closer to an inevitable climax that you ached to hear... Good god, I miss phone sex. :)

Why don't I feel kinky? I mean I seem to have all of these clearly and overtly (and sometimes strange) sexual thoughts and desires. I just don't feel like I fit into the kink community for some reason. I can't be the only one.

Peoples' lips. Male or female. When I see a pair of thick, juicy, pouty lips I can't help but think what it would be like to kiss them.

I think my sybian is lonely. And probably getting pretty hungry, too.

Sex words. There are so many words surrounding sex that seem either silly, inappropriate, or incredibly hot depending on when and how they're said. Think about body parts. For example, "tits" is a word that I hardly think deserves to be applied to the wonderful landscape they refer to. "Tits" sounds sharp and pointy, not warm and inviting, not supple and round. Same goes for "dick," I'd argue. Doesn't sound very sexy-- it sounds kind of thin and utilitarian-- like a pencil. But in the heat of passion, in a darkened room with the musky smell of sweat and the panting sounds of lovers' breath, "Mmm... I wanna ride that dick!" or "Yes, yes! Grab my tits! Grab 'em!" might be a perfect, not to mention super-sexy thing to moan out loud. It's all about context, I suppose. :)

Is it possible to bring someone to orgasm without touching them? I imagine you'd have to be quite creative. Sights, sounds, smells, teasing, tantalizing, carefully extracting every bit of arousal from the brain until its neurons were simply too overloaded to hold back any longer... There's something very sexy to me about the idea of sitting (or lying) in one spot while a woman coos to me in her soft voice, turning me on more and more, not allowing even my own hands to feel my flesh, but growing goosepimples nonetheless, feeling my pulse quicken, my breath deepen, feeling my cock grow thicker and harder between my legs, hearing a surprise moan escape my lips, loving every minute of the torture she knows she's putting me through... In fact, if you have any ideas about your own personal methods for a no-touch orgasm, I'd love to hear them. ;)

Is there really such a thing as a Category 5 Orgasm? And if there is, how do I get my hands on one!?

I kinda want to have sex with the puppet in this music video.

I should have chosen a different username. Seriously, my intention was to give the impression of someone whispering softly into your ear. (which is something I enjoy very much) But now I just think that people will think "Is he subtly implying that he carries a 'big stick'? Nope. I mean, my stick is just fine, and I'm very happy with it, but no one is going to be casting me in any Monster Cock Porn any time soon. :D

Did you know that the clitoris is a holy sacred thing?

Just what is jamaharon? Is it anything like boku maru?

Just what was going on beneath the undulating covers of that pleasure machine in Barbarella?? Perhaps it would be some kind of velvety-soft tactile experience, like the fingers of ten dozen hands massaging your nether regions all at once... Or maybe it would be more like a giant and supple tongue, providing long and intentional lappings from your toes up to your knees, your inner thighs, up to where your legs meet, to where your nerve endings collect, the gates of your front door, maybe even slipping around for a twisty circle around your back door, over and over again... Then again, it could be that there would be some sort of ultra-vibrational device being applied directly and precisely to every sensitive spot you never knew you had until you were driven absolutely wild... Whatever was going on under there, how freaking sexy was it that Barbarella could take all that machine could give and still want more??

Why were there only so few issues of the Cherry Poptart comic book? I feel like I could read new adventures about her forever! (okay, really, Cherry's alright but maybe a little bit too bimbo-slutty for my tastes-- I really liked when a comic would focus on her more nerdy computer-geek friend)

While I'm not a big Jim Carrey fan, I can't help but wish I had the power from that scene in Bruce Almighty. You know the one I'm talking about. Imagine if you were just sitting across the room from me, and all I had to do was simply wave my hand in your direction... and you would immediately be filled with an overwhelming horniness of panty-gushing proportions!! I'll keep wishing for that one.

Will I ever tire of reading stories that involve body expansion? Probably not. There's something just so uber-erotic (uberotic?) about a woman deriving pleasure from her breasts swelling to impossible proportions, cupping them in her palms as they rapidly push her hands further and further from her body, as each nerve ending in her nipples combine with the sensation of her growth and power to send her into a dizzying tornado of orgasm upon orgasm! Not to be outdone, it's amazing to read about her boyfriend--who has also drank from the same magic potion bottle as his ever-boxum girl--whose once average-sized penis becomes a throbbing cock the size of a baseball bat, whose head he can hardly fit into his own mouth but can tease with his tongue until his basketball-dimension balls let loose with a torrent of cum, spurt after spurt of white hot liquid, wracking his entire body to its pleasure core. And then to think of those two pouncing on each other to drive their passions even higher??? Wow! I love that kinda stuff!

Am I the only person who thinks that, based on little more than her name and spunky personality, Nympadora Tonks must have been crazy-amazing in bed?

Would I ever stop playing with myself if I had my own vagina?

While I have always loved using my hands to make my partner feel relaxed, comfortable, and positively glowing all over, sometimes long to use my hands for even more. I love to imagine my fingers drenched in the wetness between my partner's legs, feeling her become more and more aroused, hearing those lovely sloshing sounds as my fingers drive her insane, and I see in her eyes that she wants more... more... more... and together we begin to explore the fine art of fisting.

What would it feel like to have Missy Elliot Work It hard on my dick? Good god, but that song makes her sound irresistible!

That scene in Scary Movie. You know the one I'm talking about. Yeah. I wanna know what it feels like when you cum like that. Holy fuck.

Sploosh

Characters from Star Trek: The Next Generation I wouldn't mind spending an evening with:
* Ro Laren // "What makes you think you're going to get any sleep?" Yeah. :P
* Ardra // You know she wasn't kidding about giving "a night that would light fire in your dreams until you die." Bring it on!
* Ishara Yar // Top-notch body and, oh my my my my my, what she couldn't do with those lips!!
* Salia // Such a sweet, innocent, and kind young lady. Very much has a Winnie Cooper vibe to her.
* Lursa and B'etor // I'm a sucker for those breast-windows they have in their Klingon uniforms. Sue me. ;)
* Kamala // Unf. Wouldn't I give anything for that "even better the second time" kiss!

A friend of mine and I were talking about what kind of play I'm into in the bedroom. After I described what I'm looking for, she said "That's Femdom." I tried to object, but she told me that Femdom isn't always bootlicking and "you little maggot" and that sort of thing. Sometimes it can just be the woman guiding the process, taking control, or using her partner however she needs in order to get off. I was kind of intrigued by that... maybe Femdom is something I should consider...?

Is reverse cowgirl a thing that only happens in porn? 'Cuz I swear, I would absolutely love to see my partner from that angle, working herself up and down on me, moving her hips like Shakira, bouncing bouncing, while I watch my slick cock being driven closer and closer to the edge...

There should be some kind of yelp for sex partners. 'Cuz really, if you're into a poly kinda mindset, don't you want your partners' future play friends to experience the absolute best? Imagine if there was some anonymous way you could check people out and learn "This guy has the softest lips, and on my god, when he lowers himself onto your hard nipple, you will NOT be disappointed!" Or "OMG, I have never had a blowjob like the one this girl gave me!! I don't know what she was doing with her tongue, but it felt like she had three or four mouths working on me all at once!" Or "Biggest cock EVVVAAAHHH. Seriously, girls, you should go on a date with this dude just to see the outline of it in his jeans! MMMFFFF!!!"

I have four pillows on my bed. I sleep with them in various configurations depending on however my body falls on my mattress at one time or another. The other night, they surrounded me in such a way that I was set on wondering what it would be like to sleep in a bed made of gigantic breasts. Or maybe the breasts are regular-sized, but I have been shrunk to miniature proportions. :) My body would press against the breastflesh around me, dimly impacting their shape as I curl up and snooze away, my head resting on the soft and soporific curves of some lovely lounging lady, my body drifting away on a sofa-sized (and sofa-sensuous) mammary gland, my arm draped casually over her pillow-proportioned nipple... what a wonderful night's sleep I would have... and what dreams I would revel in...

Call me crazy, but I think that the 'All I Do Is Dream Of You' dance number from Singin' In The Rain is super sexy!

How on earth did this song ever get recorded in 1957?? And why does my brain keep playing it on a horny little loop in my head, teasing me all day long?

Why does the word buxom sometimes strike me as the height of ultra-sexual and other times seem cold-shower-ish and antiquated. Perhaps it has to do with whether or not I am picturing the buxom subject in a particular sweater.

How much sexual pleasure comes not from the warm stroking of a vagina on my cock (though that is pretty damned pleasurable), but from the soft and repeated pumping touches of a woman's buttocks continually meeting and kissing my thighs...

Despite what this profile seems to indicate, I am naturally a rather gentle and soft lover. I would love to meet a woman to would take her time and help me in learning how to absolutely wreck a partner during a night of intense fucking. It would be a big step outside myself, but one I am so wanting to take!

Nurse Tatase's sexual healing abilities at the Ogenki Clinic.

I want to feel like a woman feels like she does when she cums. I want to give over to that sensation and have it absolutely drain me of energy, have it absolutely fill me with rainbows and dancing delightful vibrations that linger on my skin and in my ever-so-well-rocked neurons. I hold fast to the belief that it's possible for a man to feel this way, even though I haven't any strong leads on any ideas of how to get there.

Having my partner take control of my Tenga Fliphole and surprise me with her own pace, strokes, and twists and turns, driving me out of my mind with unexpected sensation and pleasure-- I'll bet she could be quite sadistic with if if she really wanted to.

You know what? Call me a pervert, but I will always have a soft spot (or a very very hard spot) for this story.

Sometimes I want nothing more than to spend an entire day with a woman, and my hands, and my toys, and see just how many orgasms she can endure before dropping from exhaustion. And then we'd rest and do it all over again. I wonder what kind of limits we could push, what kind of expectations we could break; I wonder how long she could cum and cum and cum under my expert hands, and look into my eyes the entire time...

I am unashamedly turned on by many of the posts at the Weird Sex Acts tumblr. Keep it up, whoever maintains that thing!

I don't have a giant cock, and I do not want to have a giant cock. But man alive, would I love to know what it feels like to have a giant cock just every now and then. The heft of it swinging between my legs, the girth of it in my palm as I stroke myself with looooong, smooth strokes... yeah, I think I could have some fun with that thing.

Isn't it obvious? I'm pleasing you! (and loving it, by the way) :D

Private Thing #1
Hey, neighbors! I totally hear you when you're having sex, and moaning, crying out in passion, shaking the walls, creaking the bed and cumming your brains out-- and I think it's hot! Sometimes I press my ear to the wall to get a better listening experience. C'mon, I'll bet you do it when your neighbors are fucking, too. ;)

Private Thing #2
I have a thing for oversized clits and nipples. I don't know where that comes from, and I'm not too concerned about tracing its origins. All I know is that when I discover a clit that is eager and hungry, straining itself to proportions the size of my little finger (or larger!), my mouth begins to salivate. The same happens when I gently caress my partner's breasts, and I feel her arousal through her shirt, through her bra, from those two lovely and unmistakable nubs, growing further and further away from her chest as I graze them with the back of my hand, just begging to be surrounded by something warm and wet, with the potential power to surprise with suction, or long circular laps, or tiny nibbles...

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Also, not a very sexy private thing, but... I carry the virus for HSV1--commonly, but misleadingly known as 'oral herpes'. When I first learned about it I was disappointed and afraid. Just like anyone would be when they've been mis- or under-informed about HSV. I encourage anyone to read about it (for example at the STD Testing web site) and I am happy to answer any questions about it. Many people who do not have HSV (or don't know they have it--about 70% of adults do) are misinformed about it, or find the idea more frightening than it really is. I believe in openness and honesty, especially when it comes to choosing romantic/sexual partners.

P.S. If you haven't been, get tested and put your mind at ease about it. :)

* 'Casual sex' means more to you than just fucking a stranger, but still means a good time with someone you share incredible intellectual and physical chemistry with.

* You are a Victorian woman suffering the symptoms of hysteria. I believe I know of some effective treatments.

* You have a sexual super power that you're simply dying to demonstrate.

* You put Cytherea to shame.

* You cum like Rain Degrey

* You want to read erotica to me in a soft, tender voice while I close my eyes and listen. And then you want me to read to you.

* You have an oversized clit that is simply begging for some oral attention. (yes, I'm the male version of a size-queen when it comes to clitori)

* Our Match rating is 69% :P (c'mon, you know your inner 12 year-old was thinking it!)

* You know what DSLs are, and your damned proud of yours.

* You've just appeared, fully formed and sentient, out of a 1980's story by The Great Bill Ward.

* You think I can handle your jelly

* You have a magical clitoris

* You've wikipedia'd anything I've mentioned here. (or done a 'kink' search for it on FetLife)

* You found me through a keyword search. Even if you would care not to start a conversation, I'd love to know what keywords brought you here. :)

* You want to show me the ropes. Seriously.

* You have created your own choreography to Janet Jackson's 'Strawberry Bounce' and would like an impartial (okay, very partial) assessment of your interpretation.

* A good evening with you requires many many towels, and probably means doing a lot of laundry the next day. (you know who you are)

* You're a size queen looking for someone with a unique toy to fill and fulfill you. I've got just what the doctor ordered sitting in my closet, waiting for you. ;)

* You want to talk about all the good things and the bad things that may be.

* You really really really really wanna zig-a-zig ahhhhhhhh.

* You masturbated while reading this profile.

* You reached orgasm (or orgasms!) while reading this profile. :P

* There's a sexual workshop you'd like to go to and need a partner. Want to learn more about clit/pussy pumping? Need a helping hand to explore Deliberate Orgasm? Don't have a partner to sit still while you hypnotize him? Invite me along. :) I love it when sex and education go hand-in-hand. (or hand in other places)

* You want to show me the largest dildo you've ever used on yourself.

* You can write a reply message that makes me cum in 20 words or less.

* You can be my Irene Adler. Twice.

* You think that squirting/gushing/female ejaculation is a myth and would like to meet someone with the skill and confidence to prove you wrong.

* You believe you can ride a Sybian for more than 10 minutes straight.

* You want to break your own personal record for 'number of orgasms.' You'll need somewhere there to document things with a clear head after all, won't you? ;)

* You want to take a nap together after having sex. And then have sex after napping together. And then nap after having sex. And then sex. And then a nap. All day long.

* You can show me something you know I've never seen or experienced before.

* You've ever challenged anyone to a sexfight.

* You've ever won a sexfight!

* You are amazing.

* You can do amazing things.