Category Archives: Tantra

Upstairs at Sandy and Dave’s

Posted on April 6, 2012 by

My love has consented to being named “L” in this blog. “O” is already taken, and it’s too much to live up to, so “L” it is. * * * One time after I’d been manhandling L a little she … Continue reading →

Posted in Erotica, Fist, Memoir, Pain, Sex, Tantra | 21 Comments

Smiling That Dirty Smile

Posted on March 16, 2012 by

Sitting anywhere at all surrounded by an earnest discussion of someone’s chances of winning some party’s presidential nomination. Remembering this morning: We were kissing and her fingertip played with my nipple, then her lips and teeth, sucking and biting. So … Continue reading →

Posted in Erotica, Memoir, Oral, Philosophy, Sex, Tantra | Tagged , , | 8 Comments