One of the most critical parts of polyamory is being completely open, honest and truthful about sexual history and activity. A polycule is only as stong as the weakest link, it just takes one person doing something irresponsible to bring the whole world crashing down.
It’s always good to hear about other people past experiences and personal journeys of discovery.
I came across the following little gem of a blog post while checking a new follower site out, I should add that I was not disappointed.
“She’s awesome. I’ve told her everything. You’re in good hands, I promise. Again, I’m so, so sorry.”
I had the pleasure of reading the following story on a rather slow and boring Friday, it did the trick and lifted my soul.
It automatically conjured up visions of those amazing 1950’s pencil dresses and hobble skirts, just like the image I’ve added to this post.
There is something wonderfully feminine about them that I find highly alluring.
“The dress hugged her curves so tightly he wondered if she’d be able to sit down in it.”
This has got to be one of the subjects people are curious about but often afraid to ask advice upon, so when I read the following blog post I automatically filed it under things to reblog at a later date.
“Today has been a frustrating day for my sub wishes. Master…playing with me last night but not taking full advantage of me; I came, but it wasn’t a huge release, just a very small one as…”
I came across this post while just following my reader feed and then looking at related posts from those that had liked it.
I’ve found this to be a great source of new material to read and enjoy.
Her head in between my legs
Him filling my throat”
Here’s an interesting question worth a few words, do you like watching other people having sex?
Personally I’d put myself firmly in the “YES” camp, but I guess that is also dependent on what form it takes.
I read the following piece a few days ago and it brought a smile to my face in the middle of a particularly boring conference call.
It conjures up some wonderful images and even a few ideas for the future.
I reblogged a post a while back on “Measuring Up” which mainly concluded that science was literally a dick measuring contest and it sort of got me thinking.
I then came across a further article about the generally small penis size found on most classical nude statues from the classical Greek and Roman periods.
So why do most of the old statues exhibit relatively small penises?
At some point in time everyone starts looking at themselves and think about how they compare with other people, especially from a sexually perspective.
Fixation with size is often an issue for both parties.
- Is my penis too small
- Is my vigina to big
- Is my performance good enough
- Are my breast to small
Much if this is driven by the media and porn, both of which often provide unrealistic measures and expectations.