Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

  I'm pleased to share these images with you, because it reminds me of how I was thinking about you, the viewer, while I climaxed.   And the shiver of excitement that thought gave (and still gives) me.  I also like remembering the feeling of my fist tightly clutching my cock as it pulsed, throbbed and shuddered in my climax - and how it went on and on.   And then the follow-on pleasure of sliding my cum soaked hand up and down my cock.  So smooth and warm and satisfying. 

 Thinking of you and wishing you well!

  Heat seeking eyes  After living for five months the monochrome world of black tree shadows on white snow, I'm craving color which led to this image.   I can feel your gaze crawl across my skin and the warming of my receptive parts If you had heat seeking eyes,  this is what they'd see.  

  here comes the sun   I haven't been bitching about the winter, because well it's the weather and you can't do anything about it. But we set records: the third most snow on record and the longest time there was at least an inch of snow on the ground.   It's been a long winter. But then suddenly, the temps shot up to the warmest days in April on record.  We're left with hot sunny days standing in front of snow banks.  It reminded me of this pic from earlier days.  And this Beatles tune: Little darlin', it's been a long, cold, lonely winter Little darlin', it feels like years since it's been here Here comes the sun, doo-doo-doo-doo Here comes the sun, and I say It's alright Little darlin', the smile's returning to their faces Little darlin', it seems like years since it's been here Here comes the sun Here comes the sun, and I say It's alright    

  Unusual Perspectives    Thanks for the challenging prompt, Molly.  I diffused the image a bit because I didn't think anyone wanted "high clarity" for this view.  So let's rock and roll. You shake my nerves and you rattle my brain Too much love drives a man insane You broke my will, but what a thrill Goodness gracious, great balls of fire Jerry Lee Lewis    

    masturbating for Susan    The internet frustrates me.  You meet the most lovely people, and they are always so far away. Susan is a such a friend.  A friend who stepped in for another ill friend and took over a woman's club management task.   This is my attempt to thank her and to "salute"  her strong sexuality.       

  Shared pleasures   I remember your eyes, watching my hand sliding down my thigh.  How they came alive and shimmered as I wrapped my fingers tight. Their intense gaze as I slid my hand along the length of my cock.  Watching and being watched, pleasure being shared through eyes alone.

  Delight is as the flight   Delight is as the flight — Or in the Ratio of it, As the Schools would say — The Rainbow's way — A Skein Flung colored, after Rain, Would suit as bright, Except that flight Were Aliment — "If it would last" Emily Dickinson      

  bedtime stories This image was originally posted with my CFNM short story "The good neighbor".  Here's an excerpt and a link if you're interested.   ... "Oh well, I’ll be here for a few weeks AND I’m supposed to be working, not daydreaming about neighbor guys – no matter how delicious they appear to be. So I went inside, put away the groceries and thought I’d read for a while on the deck since the full day of sunshine had warmed things up considerable since this morning. I arranged myself on a comfortable lounge chair in the corner and was through several pages when I noticed movement in the window next door. My neighbor had lowered his window blinds – not all the way since the window was partially open to catch the breeze – but enough so that a person standing couldn’t see in, luckily for me, I’m not standing! By sitting in the low lounge, my eyes were directly across from the opening in the blinds. ...  https://eroticwomanstories.blogspot.com/2007/...

    Hidden among the ferns   Oh, mickle is the powerful grace that lies In herbs, plants, stones, and their true qualities. For naught so vile that on the earth doth live But to the earth some special good doth give. — ROMEO AND JULIET, ACT 2 SCENE 2