Erotic Tales for the Visual Woman

Abstract Photography   This week's photo challenge over at Sinful Sunday was abstract photography. This was a real challenge for me. I have three different ideas, but all seem lame.   Anyone have a preference? Or how about pebbles, ivy and fur?

    Sinning   Lusting in my heart, Sinning in my mind, Where is the part when I'm repaid in kind.  I think that's imagined as well. 

Touch     I touch it and feel a tremor move  from my chest to my thighs.  An involuntary shiver shakes my body and my cock moves in counter balance, it waves and dances in the air.    I can slide my finger tips down the shaft and feel. Oh yes, I feel it's weight and the bumps of veins. It strains and stretches out to reach - to connect - to release. But not yet. Let's go slow. 

  talking dick size This is an older photo that I've never posted before.   To be honest, I was never happy with how it presented what is the honest look of my dick.  It seemed "non-showy", nothing special, just plain average at best.  I acknowledge that this is just foolish ego on my part.   I can walk into any department store in America and grab a shirt, pants and jacket off the size medium rack and they fit perfectly.  Why would I expect my dick to be anything different?   It's a silly male thing.  I so much want to be able to elicit positive female reaction.   It's silly because in real life, I'm not attracted to female models or women with perfect bodies.  I search out high quality female humans that interest me.   I used to be a moderator on a CFNM site, and the women were all definitely size queens.   I have to admit feeling a little jealous of those bigger males.   One of the things I appreciate about Sinful Sunday is that I feel like the posters are

imagine     I've been thinking about the connections between one's imagination and sex. We all want "real" and "true".   But the glorious, unrestrained, bursting from desire fun of imagination is there.  And is that any less true?

Shaking off the blues    I'm "shaking off" the Late Winder Blues.  Hope you all are as well. Looking out the window, I yearn for spring. The days are a little longer, The sun brighter.  Early birds are arriving, chirping their hello. It's not the worms they're after but the best territory. They'll use it to attract a mate, They have a need.  Turns out they aren't so different than you and me.  Like those birds, I'm saying "hello out there". 

  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