Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

  valentine    It's a silly card but with a serious message. My hope for each of you is that you have - or you find someone - who makes your love complete. Enjoy, be safe. JerBear

  I believe I believe in making music, I believe in making love,   I believe in the power of poetry,   All my beliefs require others  in order to be strong and ring true.  And every exhibitionist needs a watcher. I believe I'll have another glass of wine the accompanying photo is from my archive.   The temps have been between -20F and zero all week.  I'm wimping out getting all naked until it warms up.  

  On senses Winter in the woods of the far north means short daylight hours and long cold nights.   I took advantage of one of these nights to play around with some words, images and well, whatever else popped up.   In the dark I look for It.  finding It, I unfold Its curled  length and inspect It with  light fingertip touches. smooth soft skin firm head, slightly moist It trembles at my touch. I squeeze hard, feeling It's pulse  throb in my hand. The beat quickens in anticipation. sliding my hand down It, I feel a tremor in my legs they go weak, ready to submit. It answers. With a twitch aided by its newly solid state It wants friction and searches wildly frustrated by my slippery fingers It pushes and thrusts upwards  wildly stabbing at air. It needs  the release of surrounding skin wrapping It in heat  and matching   It's need to join. 

  Merry Merry!   Blessings of the season to each and every one of you.   My wish for you is: peace to all who are troubled, healing for all who are hurt and friends to all who are lonely.   Each of you contributed in some way to the family which this site has become and I thank you for that.  I'm sorry the angel in this picture is a little blurry.  I tried and tried to get it focused but just knowing you all would be looking, my dick kept twitching and that would make the angel swing. By the time I got it stopped and the camera in position my dick would twitch and the angel would swing ... like it's doing in the picture.  I didn't have room on the picture to call out each of you. You all are angels and all are tightly focused in my mind.   You fellow posters are all angels - strong ones, Molly is the chief angel and the most powerful angels are those of you who look, read and comment.   Thank you all and Peace be with you. ...

Plan B     such a beautiful  day and I'm not fornicating                    Adilia Lopes   That's my condition as well. I call a female friend  Say I'm horny as hell. she suggests a cold shower.     Crap! Not only was that unpleasant  it fails in its mission. I'm reconsidering her friendship status.   I'm left with plan B.     I hate distance. You meet the best people and they are always so far away.

  Molly's Therapy Couch   OK everybody, please scoot over I need some time on Molly's therapy couch.   It's not the couch I'm laying on in the picture, it's where we get to unload our feelings about the image - or the image capture process. There's a backstory to this pic I need to talk about.  I've mentioned here before that I feel slightly broken or "off", that I feel total shamelessness in posting nude and erect photos, and that felt wrong.  That all changed this weekend. I female friend who has a small Woman's club (they meet regularly to share porn gifs and get served wine by nude males); she knew that I was going hunting in the far North-woods and would I be interested in making an outdoor male masturbation video for their next meet and post it on my blog so they could watch? Hmmm, the chance to show myself to a group of women? Took me half a second to agree. I did it, but it wasn't easy, turns out 20 seconds is about the size video t...

  Led by Desire  More on "L" I thought of a couple more "L" words that I wanted to put with an image: Led and Leash . Seeing and reading about the development of strong dominant women here on Sinful Sunday (like Vanilla Free Sex and her boots) I thought posting this in their honor was appropriate.    Thank you all for looking and commenting.   Led by Desire I love you I adore you I trust you   I spoke these words in my mind as I stood in front of you while you bound, first my balls then wrapped the line around my cock.   I love you  I adore you I DO trust you   The words had become a mantra now as you made the final twist of the rawhide which was looped around my dick head and pulled tight. Your firm tug on the the line pulled my whole dick and balls around and now we faced the door.    I love you I adore you I HAVE to trust you   You pushed open the door and led me out into the sun and down the path to the road.  

  Licentious     The October prompt here at Sinful Sunday is "L".   I've been quiet as of late, but when I read that, the word licentious rang out in my brain.          (lacking legal or moral restraints           especially   :   disregarding sexual restraints). It triggered a strong desire to post once again.   Yep,  licentious pretty well describes me and my proclivities.  As well as a few others here at Sinful Sunday, I imagine.    I've stopped trying to understand it. But even the thought of women looking at my nude and erect self sends a thrill from my brain stem straight down to my dick and I get - and stay- hard.  I know that by showing myself this way I'm disregarding moral restraints, but that's me. The real and whole me. And it feels damn good. And sincerely, thank you for looking!  

  Triptych! Triptych!   I do know that I'm way , way late for this month's prompt party. I hadn't intended to play along with this month's prompt. But you all inspired me so much with your imaginative posts  that I just had to have a go of it myself.    The sole purpose in this post is to explore making a gif  from three pieces of photos.  Using a bit of free software and a very willing subject (excuse the 3rd person there)  We have this as a result.  Don't stare at it, I found it hypnotic.   That fact was both odd and disturbing.  Thanks for your continued indulgence in my passion.  AND, thank you for looking.  That means a lot to me.        

fluffing     Self-fluffing, in preparation for a photo to show you, usually helps create a more memorable image.  BUT discipline, JerBear, discipline.  It's soooo easy to get carried away and "lost in the moment".   Those of you with exceptional memories recall my post about "What feels good to me" ( https://eroticwomanstories.blogspot.com/2020_11_05_archive.html ). In it, I described how delicious it feels to slide wet fingertips along the slit of my penis head, how it invariably triggers some precum and how that added slipperiness makes my body shudder when I push my fingertip down and slide it back.  I was getting ready to take a photo for Sinful Sunday and "fluffing" to present a more "solid" look. Doing what just feels so damn good to me -  sliding my fingertips down my shaft and slowly pulling back up to the head, I got a little too into my preparation.   This is what I was able to capture before I was sent off that slippery clif...