Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

    Christmas Decorations   One day last week, after struggling with Molly's December prompt I gave up.  And sitting there staring at a color pallet I decided to digitally paint on my dick picture and made a "where's waldo" sweater for it.   Not a filter but it does usher in the holiday spirit for me.  Hopefully for you too.    This is the original image I was working with.

   Why do I do this?  It's for you and it's for me. Sometimes I feel like something is broken in me that I enjoy masturbating in front of your eyes so very much.  I do. But you watching is a real win-win in my thinking.  I need you.      

  turning blue  Like Modesty, I went back to the archives for an image.  I wasn't happy with how my current images were looking through filters.   I only regret that I wasn't able to get the holiday theme going as Molly hoped.  Soon though.    In my underwater world,  it was warm, wet and blue. I pushed against the resurgent tides  and woke up in your arms.  

   for all of you wonderful watchers!  

    erection coverage   I'm poking a bit of fun at myself with this post.  Because sometimes sex is funny and I can't take myself too seriously when I've got my dick wagging out there in the open - right? So feel free to laugh along. Frequent visitors to Sinful Sunday have heard me complaining about men's underwear - how they don't allow room for surprise erections.  And you're left adjusting yourself awkwardly - usually at the most embarrassing times. But joy!  I found a couple pair that resolved this. This one has the advantage that you can wear them during hunting season, being blaze orange and all.  They are very comfortable - and forgiving.   Winter in the north woods gets very cold. Long johns become a survival tool.  So I was happy when I spotted these.  OK a truthful disclaimer here.  When I put them on and showed my wife she couldn't stop laughing.  For a long time.  BUT, they are the softest, warmest, mo...

      "ring ring" JerBear answers his phone "hello?" "JerBear this is Sharon.  Morgan is here for coffee.  We're bored.  I want you to strip right now and masturbate for us" "uh, yes Ma'am".   "And JerBear, you know you're supposed to be naked at all times in my presence.  Why are you wearing clothes?  Take them off!"   And so I did.        

     

    I'm handing over the leash to you, so that you can show your control over my cock.  And I'd proudly let you show others your control.     

  What's the real question?   I'm sitting in my "thinking chair".  And wondering how this former colony who threw out a king and opted for democratic rule could centuries later decide that we really wanted to be governed by an autocratic institution.  Which led me to wonder if money and power always win.  And if they do, what do they win?  Or if in the bigger view, who we love and how we love are the real life force questions to face.   Those who covet power will get it.  Those who search for love will find it.  Both take effort.  But it's time for us to put our beliefs into action.  I'm opting for love. Pick a side. The real question is what's worth fighting for, power or love?

    So ... I'm just trying to get dressed. But thinking about you looking at my images made me stop.  And respectfully salute you.     I need to slow down and not go too far.  I still need to finish dressing ...