Comments on: fluid exchange http://libraryvixen.com/writing/fluid-exchange/ Tales From Between the Stacks Tue, 07 Sep 2010 09:20:50 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 By: Library Vixen http://libraryvixen.com/writing/fluid-exchange/comment-page-1/#comment-322 Library Vixen Sat, 12 Dec 2009 21:31:48 +0000 http://libraryvixen.com/?p=617#comment-322 Greyrake: hi love, ohhh sounds so good. I love hotel sex just for that reason. messy as ya wanna be. Thanks sweets for the read. soomuchwork: thanks for the thoughtful comment. I actually pondered this same portion of this, while it was happening and again while I wrote about it. While the sex was very hot, still my brain never stops working even when getting plowed. It would have to be out of this world fucking to have mind shut off. We fucked good, this man and I, perhaps it was not exactly as you state deep in the "throws of passion." John and Ann: ya know, funny you mention it. When I attended the "darkness falls" event(in the dark sex party), while I had this fine cock in my mouth a woman (his woman) was behind me working my pussy, she was rough, like a man, assaulting almost, as she rubbed and rubbed me--all of sudden I hear her spit right on my pussy, I was a little shocked, taken aback, but fuck it...I am in the dark it really did not matter. and it did feel rather porn like. Greyrake: hi love, ohhh sounds so good. I love hotel sex just for that reason. messy as ya wanna be. Thanks sweets for the read.

soomuchwork: thanks for the thoughtful comment. I actually pondered this same portion of this, while it was happening and again while I wrote about it. While the sex was very hot, still my brain never stops working even when getting plowed. It would have to be out of this world fucking to have mind shut off. We fucked good, this man and I, perhaps it was not exactly as you state deep in the “throws of passion.”

John and Ann: ya know, funny you mention it. When I attended the “darkness falls” event(in the dark sex party), while I had this fine cock in my mouth a woman (his woman) was behind me working my pussy, she was rough, like a man, assaulting almost, as she rubbed and rubbed me–all of sudden I hear her spit right on my pussy, I was a little shocked, taken aback, but fuck it…I am in the dark it really did not matter. and it did feel rather porn like.

]]> By: John and Ann http://libraryvixen.com/writing/fluid-exchange/comment-page-1/#comment-321 John and Ann Sat, 12 Dec 2009 20:23:09 +0000 http://libraryvixen.com/?p=617#comment-321 We have noticed that spitting in many forms has become a much more common aspect of porn today--especially in the context of rough sex, but not limited to that. Seems a bit like the tradition of gobbing in the early days of punk rock! We have noticed that spitting in many forms has become a much more common aspect of porn today–especially in the context of rough sex, but not limited to that.

Seems a bit like the tradition of gobbing in the early days of punk rock!

]]> By: soomuchwork http://libraryvixen.com/writing/fluid-exchange/comment-page-1/#comment-320 soomuchwork Sat, 12 Dec 2009 17:40:57 +0000 http://libraryvixen.com/?p=617#comment-320 I'm curious why one would ponder "am I supposed to feel humiliated". While in the throws of such passion, entwined in such a mutual lust, it seems to me such an act is pure erotic expression. It is a sharing of ones body in every way the carnal mind can express it. Heighten sexual pleasure arrives when the lines, the barriers between one body and the next become unclear. There are few boundaries at such a time. Fluids are an incredible way to touch another. There is pleasure in allowing fluids to leave our bodies, and there can be pleasure in receiving fluids from another, on one's skin, in the mouth, deep within us. I’m curious why one would ponder “am I supposed to feel humiliated”. While in the throws of such passion, entwined in such a mutual lust, it seems to me such an act is pure erotic expression. It is a sharing of ones body in every way the carnal mind can express it. Heighten sexual pleasure arrives when the lines, the barriers between one body and the next become unclear. There are few boundaries at such a time. Fluids are an incredible way to touch another. There is pleasure in allowing fluids to leave our bodies, and there can be pleasure in receiving fluids from another, on one’s skin, in the mouth, deep within us.

]]> By: Greyrake http://libraryvixen.com/writing/fluid-exchange/comment-page-1/#comment-319 Greyrake Sat, 12 Dec 2009 15:48:28 +0000 http://libraryvixen.com/?p=617#comment-319 A hot afternoon in Miami, an old deco hotel near South Beach...after a day of watching luscious people stroll by, we went back to the room and turned off the AC, just for the hell of it, opened the windows...I get hard just reminiscing about the sheeting sweat, the scents and tastes and slish that emerged from both of us, until that bed was as drenched as a slip-and-slide. The fucking became effortless, we were both lightheaded and high by the end of it, and a cold shower together was just a capper. Intimacy of fluids, indeed. Room staff may or not have been amused. A hot afternoon in Miami, an old deco hotel near South Beach…after a day of watching luscious people stroll by, we went back to the room and turned off the AC, just for the hell of it, opened the windows…I get hard just reminiscing about the sheeting sweat, the scents and tastes and slish that emerged from both of us, until that bed was as drenched as a slip-and-slide. The fucking became effortless, we were both lightheaded and high by the end of it, and a cold shower together was just a capper. Intimacy of fluids, indeed.

Room staff may or not have been amused.

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