new bracelet
Today I went shopping at Venus Envy and picked up this stylish new bracelet.
It has special secret powers...
Have you ever eaten a passion fruit? Well, I have. You have to open them up and suck them out.
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April 30, 2004
April 29, 2004
next time...
Hey you:
Next time, just so you know, I'm using two sets of handcuffs, and it's gonna be one wrist per bedpost.
I was thinking about this all afternoon and it's been driving crazy. I can't stop touching myself. Everywhere I go.
At the bookstore, in the supermarket... I was constantly sliding my hand up under my shirt to run my fingers over my hard, pointy little boy-nipples.
I was in the grocery store when I realized that I had given up all pretense of secrecy. I was just standing there in the produce department, pinching my nipple through my t-shirt.
I looked around quickly to see if anyone had been watching. Then I realized that I didn't care.
"Umm, yeah... broccoli really turns me on."
April 28, 2004
nice boots
"By the way, nice boots, porn star."
"Well I tried to take them off..."
April 25, 2004
princess hears a strange noise
Warning: watching this cartoon may be hazardous to your sex life. Princess Hears A Strange Noise.
I saw a woman at the Marquee last night who bore a resemblance to Richard's partner. I wanted to go up to her and start singing, "Preeen-cess, preeeeen-cess..."
P.S. "Achoo!"
April 23, 2004
"Prum & Cumishment"
Ian, the fearless guitar player from Colour TV, is to blame for the following two additions to the Hot Action lexicon.
prum: precome. The wet spots on the front of my boxer-briefs when I finally get around to pulling my pants down.
If you are a bad girl, very very bad indeed, you will admit to a fondness for the taste of my prum. You will love the way my cock gets all wet and slippery from my prum and your saliva, as you give me a blowjob in your kitchen while your roommates are asleep.
cumishment: the act of punishing a woman by coming on her face.
Given the general readership of this site, I'm sure some of you are out there wondering, "Just how bad to I have to be in order to deserve cumishment?"
The answer: very very bad indeed.
April 21, 2004
i have plans for you
"I have plans for you..."
Another set of handcuffs broke on me. Don't make 'em like they used to.
Resourcefulness comes in handy at times like these. I reached over and pulled the leather belt out of my pants.
Tied around your wrist, looped through a railing of the headboard and secured to the one working cuff. Pulled taut.
On your back with arms up over your head, looking at me as you wonder what comes next. And just enough length of belt left over to run the leather tip across your full, sexy lips.
Some guys will want to tie you up so they can do nasty things to your body. I want to tie you up so I can barely touch you at all. I just like to tease, and tease, and tease.
As my hand comes so close to your breast that I can feel the warmth of your body.
On your back with your arms up over your head, your arms take on a whole new sexiness. I love how you shudder while I caress, ever so slowly, from your elbow down to your shoulder.
Spread your legs for me. Spread them wider. Have you ever watched a pussy getting wet? It's so amazing to see the lubrication creep out from between those pretty petals. Coaxed out by my hot breath.
I could do this all night.
And then without warning: five in the morning. Here comes the pounding we've all been waiting for.
April 14, 2004
current mood
current mood: horny
April 12, 2004
question
If everything is this hot and sweaty and it's only April, what will July be like?
At night and then again in the morning, I reached over and lunged at the CD player, just as we were about to go at it.
The CD: Purple Penguin, Question. Smooth trip-hop, downtempo breaks with cool jazzy inflections. Summertime music.
I came at the exact same point on the CD both times--in the middle of track 13, "Closing Question," just before the sampled voice says "Play me a funky-ass bassline."
"That must be the average duration of the sexual encounter," she said.
"Curses!" I said. "The formula has been revealed."
We snuggled in and flopped all over each other, and our hands came to rest on each others' bums.
Pat pat, pat pat pat.
Smack, smack, smack.
take it and like it
So you were all thinking that Secretary was pretty hot. But The Maltese Falcon had its moments too...
April 11, 2004
bigger
"So you're pretty much committed to the single life? I've tried that for a while, but I always start to worry that I'm missing out on something bigger."
Me: "Weren't you ever worried you were missing out on something bigger when you were with your boyfriend?"
"Well, I am enjoying having all this extra free time, and [etc]"
Ye gods. Does no one know how to flirt anymore?
April 08, 2004
slut-crimes
Confess your fantasy slut-crimes.
I will be your judge, jury and executioner.
taken against my will
Sometimes I fantasize about being taken against my will.
It's really not that often that I indulge in sexual role-playing, but this one's a big turn-on for me. Consider:
Thirty million years ago, when dinosaurs roamed the earth, I was involved in a long-term monogamous relationship. For three-and-a-half years I only had sex with one woman. We had your typical three-times-a-day, indoor-outdoor, weekend-marathon sex life.
During those years I got hit on any number of times. I passed on many sexual opportunities.
It's funny the way memory works. Today, each of those near-miss encounters stands out in my mind like a porno-movie marquee, with big flashing neon lights screaming "WHAT IF."
Now I find I have the urge to replay that scenario. A woman coming on really really strong, while I try really really hard to say no.
A sample script might run as follows:
"What are you doing? But... I'm in love with Monica! We really shouldn't be doing this... Mmm, no you have to stop. Oh god... please put your clothes back on."
Lying on my back, breathing hard, with my legs shaking from the intensity of erotic experience.
When I say "taken against my will," I don't mean "taken" in any rough, physical sense. I mean tempted beyond the point of resistance by the promise of exquisite submission.
To the point where I have no choice, no choice at all but to say, "All right, you dirty little slut... You want it? Well I'm going to give it to you."
April 07, 2004
secretary
I handed the clerk a couple of DVDs.
"Presents for me?" she said.
"Even though you don't deserve it," I said.
I glanced at her as I walked past. Mmm.
I picked out a couple of movies and took them to the counter. The Maltese Falcon and a movie called Secretary.
"I haven't seen this but I heard it's good," she said, as she signed out Secretary. "It's supposed to be very interesting."
"A good friend of mine told me I might enjoy it," I said, watching her.
She smiled. "I hear it's... interesting."
Then I went home and watched Secretary. A couple scenes in that movie gave me a boner.
I want the video store clerk to bite me on the shoulder. Memo to self: rent more movies.
April 01, 2004
celibacy
Lately I've been giving a lot of thought to this website and its goals. It's time for a change of plans.
My hard, throbbing cock has been leading me around North End Halifax for too long. Sure, sex is important. But it's not that important. There's a lot of other stuff I'd like to accomplish too. But it's pretty hard to get anything done when you're lying in bed with a gorgeous naked woman until 7 o'clock in the evening.
I've reached an age where I have to start rethinking life's priorities. I've sampled extensively from the buffet of life, and now it's time to settle on a main course.
I wish I could be waking up to the same face every day. All this time, I've been desperately searching for my true soulmate. Someone special, who understands me and knows me better than anyone else. Someone who loves me and accepts me for who I am.
Until I meet that person, however, I don't want to waste my sexual talents. Starting today I'm going to attempt to be celibate for a month, maybe longer. It's something I've been curious about for a while. It should help me concentrate on other things, and maybe I can clear my head of the long-term effects of promiscuity.
A measure of my self-control will be my ability to cut down on masturbating. I've heard a theory that sexuality is like a rash. Leave the dick alone, and it will leave you alone.
So anyway, I'm taking this website off the air for a while. Horny women read hotaction, and then they come looking for me in search of a wild time. It's a distraction I just don't need right now.
What I've really been interested in lately is photography. I've been taking hundreds of pictures, mostly of Vickers the cat. He's totally adorable.
This site will probably be reborn in the near future as a photoblog, mainly featuring pictures of my cat. That way, you could say, it will still be all about pussy, ha ha.
Thanks everyone, hope to see you around.