Saturday, November 07, 2015

Power Fist and Intoxication

Well, it is time to head back to reality of the port city. Yeah, the excitement and thrill is bouncing off all the walls.

It was short. It was brief. And it probably was the last trip I will take for a while.

Even standing amid the flames as they did not lick at me constantly. I still gained some peace and purposeful thinking, feeling and meaning. Totally unexpected.

lil red get's smaller and more curvy with each time I eventually see her. her working out, tennis and eating has paid off well. She is definitely even more sexy chocolate now than before. Hershey's better watch out!

Had my first true fisting. It was hot. I never would have thought about doing it decades ago. But yeah that is a serious turn on. The pain and the reaction was intoxicating and electrifying. The feel of the working of my fingers and then my fist inside. The stretching and the pain inflicted with each thrust and stroke. Tittilating! The way that her body contorted and moved across the bed spurred me on further.

True, the scene I had planned didn't happen. But I do feel that another role was attended to. One that is a rarity to do and behold. The role of comfort and support. It wasn't outwardly evident like a volcano eruption or something. It was punctuated with sleep and cuddling. Quietness that allowed for a selective calm to occur.

The simple aspect of comfort is a powerful entity. One that if ignored or used recklessly leads to some devastating results. And even I, the evil one needs some comfort in order to deal with everything that is going on. And my outlets and solutions for the comfort required are extremely specific.

My comfort lies more strongly in those that are closest to me. When I interact with them and feel their energy it helps me tremendously. That is not to say that there are not other outlets. It is meant to say that those work the best and in the strongest ways over everything else. Travel, food, cigars, drink, movies and things help out quite a bit. But nothing beats communication with those that can change it all no matter what.

Energized. Throbbing internally and externally. I road my high. That feeling of crackling energy that says, "FEED ME MORE." And that is that energy that makes me hornier and not want to stop until the planets align and I create a reversew wormhole. The potency is like a serious narcotic. If i did drugs that were illegal and strong.  whoooop there it is!

And on a final note. As a man ye our fragile egos like to be and feel wanted and needed. Something to validate feelings and emotions. And damn it just feels damn good. Even to the evil, archangel types.

I hope you had a good weekend.

I did so as well.

As I wait around for this delayed plane. let's see what happens

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