sex

Sex… with a penis

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As a female writer who enjoys exploring the unknown, I sometimes write stories from the point of view of a male protagonist. As I often write graphic sex scenes, so I find myself trying to imagine what it would be like to have sex – from the point of view of the guy attached to the penis. What sparks the desire to seduce a particular woman? If my intention is to look for sex, what is it that draws me to one woman above others? Her looks, her figure, her laugh… her scent. Or is it that she’s looking at me, hinting that she’s interested?

And if sex isn’t my motivation for being amongst people, what makes it so? What puts the idea in my mind and inspires me to initiate sex? What drives me want to peak quickly, or to draw out and savour the pleasure?

Basically, how is the pleasure different to what a woman experiences during foreplay, orgasm and post-coitus?

As always, I did some research online (as well as having some fun imagining). If you’d like to see how I did writing sex from a male POV, click on the graphic below and grab a copy of ‘With You’, a sensual imagining of a night of lust in WW2 Paris, when life was precarious and pleasure was a precious distraction from the dangers and depravations of living in Nazi-occupied Paris.

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Below are some descriptions I found helpful (with links to relevant websites at the end).

‘The penis is surrounded by wet warmth. The psychological experience of being completely enveloped by a vagina is incomparable. It feels like power, potential, and freedom at the same time.’

‘… feels like a warm cushion. The weird part is, the penis doesn’t really “absorb” the feeling. It’s your head/brain that starts rushing.’

“Entering a vagina is a very intense moment because for me – it’s the ultimate agreement of intimacy between a man and woman.”

I love this one (even though its external):
‘Comparison-wise, put your index finger in your mouth and wrap your tongue around it. Now imagine if your finger had the sensitivity of your clit. That’s what it’s like.’
*Cue my brain exploding!

The lead up to sex more so than the act, before the physical sensations take over, seems to be easier to describe as internal sensations/motivation:

‘…excited, focused, and consumed with an overwhelming sense of animalistic focus. It’s as if my biological hardwiring kicks in, flooding my body with prickly adrenaline.’

‘I’m still in control of my body and my actions, but managing my behavior requires greater self-control. This is where many men indulge in a one-track mind. It’s like a hyper-state of arousal where we kind of enter a flow state of sex.’

Some creative responses to penile sensations feels during the act:

‘The penis does not feel consumed or surrounded, but functionally positioned like an elevator in its shaft. Pleasure comes in occasional jolts and not a constant sensation of deepening or rhythmic enjoyment.’

‘There’s tingling and further hardening and excitement and the feeling of growth and the will to go forward even deeper.’

‘As you thrust, each zone of penis gives a different sensation… the other enjoyable part is when the balls strike against the vulva…’

I love this one!
‘Imagine a thick sock made of velvet. Then add in some ridges.’

There were many comparisons to food and drink, and warm jam donuts…

‘Imaging eating the best brownie you’ve ever had, then imagine that sensation over all your nerve endings and taking up your entire headspace, rather than just having a party in your mouth.’

‘…like sliding into warm custard.’

‘A rush of adrenaline and excitement and then a satisfying feeling, like when you have that first sip of a cold beer on a really hot summer’s day.’

I would particularly love to hear from anyone out there who has a penis as part of their anatomy, or how those who don’t own a penis imagine it would be like to have and use one. Descriptions of how it feels when you start to get turned on (and what triggered it), the sensations and feelings your body experiences (not so much the external physical sensations) from penetration to climax. Email me at touche@josiebaker.exposed with the subject line “Sex with a penis” and I’ll send you a copy of ‘With You’ ebook.

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I found the enlightening quotes above on the following websites:

https://www.rsvplive.ie/life/men-describe-what-feels-like-23595773

View at Medium.com
https://medium.com/sexography/how-do-men-feel-before-during-and-after-sex-my-personal-reflections-68d44485dd44
Straight men share what sex feels like when you have a penis

A taste of Paris – short, not sweet

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Here’s the little taste I promised of my upcoming novella With You...

Etta Brun is the darling of the Nazi-controlled French film industry.
Gerhardt Lang is a Gestapo officer with orders for mass murder in his pocket.
She’s been barely civil to him whenever their paths cross, so why is she now inviting herself back to his hotel room?

The lift lurched slowly upward.
Gerhardt shuddered, hijacked by lust too long repressed. After months of starring in his fantasies, Etta was actually here, in his arms, her sweet tongue between his lips.
Scheisse. She tasted better than he’d imagined.
She tasted like Paris.
He pulled her closer, his senses full of her–raspberries and champagne–yet somehow, miraculously, he held the intensity of his desire in check. They needed to get to his room. Then, when they were safe, he would find out why she was here.
Then, and only then, would they fuck.

Release date with a link to pre-order will be revealed soon!

Playing Dirty – love, lust and betrayal in WW2 France (and England)

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Forgive me readers for I have sinned…
it has been many months since my last post. I promise you though, I have been revelling in that sin… doing what I love most. Writing about sex. Lots of it. In a myriad of imaginative ways.

The first project I’ll be unleashing very soon is a series of erotic novellas set during WW2 in France and England.

Wars have been fought and won with the combined efforts of many, in lots of different ways – hand to hand combat, sabotage, subterfuge, seduction… So many interesting interactions, and consequences we can only dream of (and I have been!)

War is a time of extremes. With death a constant shadow, and difficulty and sacrifice a part of daily life, it’s no wonder that moments of joy and pleasure are grasped with both hands. Love, sex and seduction are often all the more exciting and pleasurable when it might be your last day alive.

About the Playing Dirty series of erotic novellas…
In the conflicts of the 20th century not many women fought on the front lines, but they did make their own significant contributions, depending on their individual talents – ambulance drivers, nurses, code-breakers, spies, honeytraps.

You may have heard that Josephine Baker spied for the Resistance, carrying messages for the Allies in her sheet music. Nancy Wake was also famous for her involvement in the Resistance, smuggling downed airman and would-be political prisoners out of France beneath the noses of the Nazis. There were so many women, many of them unknown and unrecognised, who employed whatever methods they had available to them to help the war effort, often using their feminine whiles to extract information; to lure and capture the enemy; or just to survive – finding pleasure, and sometimes love, along the way.

Playing Dirty uses the historical circumstances of war as a backdrop for stories about how far passionate people will go to fight for a cause they believe in.

At the start of this post I shared the mocked up covers of two of the stories. Next time you hear from me I’ll share a little taste of With You, the first novella off the rank, which I hope to release in January.

As for my second project… I’ll tell you all about that very soon. I promise there’s lots of delicious erotic adventures. Hint: think of all the naughtiness the gods got up to with humans, nymphs, and each other.

Sexy times with food…

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Food, sex and wine – my three favorite sensual pleasures. I’m thinking… why not combine them?

The obvious way to indulge would be a dinner date, or you could try ‘foodplay’ (think grapes, popsicles, whipped cream, phallic shaped vegetables 😉 within the bounds of healthy, safe sex of course.)

Photo by Womanizer WOW Tech on Unsplash

You might wonder what got me started thinking about combining food and sex. Well, the idea came from my creative friends in one of my stories-in-progress… Sweet Caroline, a ffm menage erotic romance. So far there’s ice-cream and champagne, as well a delicious but inedible sex toy. If you’d like to sample a bit of sweetness, check out the excerpt at the end of this post…

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pleasure in the past

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In the story I’m madly working on at the moment, Siren, Elisabeth Tanner is a passionate, virginal bride-to-be, set in the British Virgin Islands in the early 19th century. Having grown up in a marginally less rigid society, with a companion/maid who would these days be considered a couples sex therapist (her reason for being employed in Elizabeth’s parents house provides an interesting secondary story) Beth is determined to enjoy the marriage bed.

The day of her engagement to scientist explorer William Swan – the day before he is to leave on a 6 week voyage – Beth gives her betrothed a notebook and asks him to write her a journal of pleasure while he’s away, to enlighten her in the joys of sex.

He goes one better and also has the sail-maker craft a sex-toy to practice with, and to give herself pleasure. Something like this, and 18th century dildo found in Poland, eight inches long and made of high quality leather with a carved wooden tip.

As usual, I did some digging on-line (hence the photo, above) and found some fascinating information on the history of sex aids.

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Iconic Playboy

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I’ve just started watching the docudrama American Playboy: The Hugh Hefner story and I was surprised by his very ordinary early life. I think we’ve all known a guy like the young Hugh – shy, awkward and deep thinking.

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I have to applaud his commitment to shine a light on the necessity and normalcy of sex in the repressed and puritanical era of the 1950s, when ‘doctors refused contraceptives to single women and the Hollywood production code dictated separate beds for married couples’. Continue reading →

marathon lovemaking sessions and an e-book sale

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So… as I’ve been editing my 130,000 word novel (which I have now finished and am about to send off for a structural edit). Part of the process was reducing (or removing) some of the more intense or ‘unsuitable’ love scenes. One of the scenes I cut back was at the sensual ‘climax’ of the story, the first time my heroine her dark and damaged Champagne producer give in to their lust.

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Describing each act in a night of lovemaking was a bit extreme, so I removed the little one in the middle, and edited the rest down to their scintillating essence.

Circumstances have my lovers sharing a one bedroom cottage at Henri’s vineyard, but instead of arguing about who gets the bed, they fall in to it together.

One day I hope you’ll read my debut work of sensual women’s fiction, to read the scenes that made the cut, but for now, here’s a little tease…

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The Little Death

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I have a confession to make: I adore drinking wine – white or red – and have been a fan of rosé, especially the dry varieties, for many years. As a lover of most things French and sensual, on a recent mini break to Queensland’s ‘granite belt’, I couldn’t resist ordering the La Petite Mort Rosé from a restaurant wine list.

The cool, high country and decomposed granite soils of the area make for unique and excellent wines – the label got my attention, andthe wine did not disappoint!

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http://www.lapetitemort.com.au/

As I was drinking, my curiosity sparked and I did a little digging about the origins of the term ‘La Petite Mort’. The little death as a metaphor for orgasm is fairly mainstream, and has been used as a title for many things, including restaurants and a ballet, and is referenced widely in music lyrics.

The term was in use as early as the 16th century, originally referring to a fainting fit, later enlarged to include ‘nervous spasm’. More recently the term has been used to describe a sexual orgasm as a spiritual as well as physical release, an orgasm so intense it feels like an out of body experience; the feeling of having expended life force, of having died a little.

Surely, a little warm death is even better? (sung beautifully by Stringmansassy):

La petite mort is commonly used in literature, although not always in a sexual way (i.e. Thomas Hardy’s Tess of the D’Urbervilles) and literary critic Roland Barthes used the term to describe the experience of reading great literature.

I’m sure I’ll find a way to slip it into my writing…

I’ll leave you with a beautiful but sad song…

a tout a l’heure…

Foot fetish or foot appreciation?

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To some, the sight of a well-tended, attractive foot is a huge turn-on. Why is it that a high arch, elegant toes, foot jewellery and/or sexy shoes can turn a normally sensible person into a slavering sex slave?

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There are a few theories, but this is the one I particularly like:

According to the neuroscientists, the part of the brain that relates to the genitalia and feet are located next to one other in the brain’s body image map, which can lead to some crossed wiring. The neurons in the brain that have to do with sensations in the foot are ‘neural neighbours’ to the neurons that have to do with sensations in the sexual areas. The theory is that the ‘couriers’ in the nervous system get crossed, which is why feet can be so erotic.

Other researchers have found the smell of feet is arousing  to some – the natural odour of feet can act like pheromones.

For men, interest in pretty peds may be because they don’t typically spend any time on their own feet, whereas women often make an effort to make theirs look attractive. The arches and natural curves of the woman’s foot can be as arousing as any feminine curve.

Then there’s ‘cue theory’ or imprinting – childhood experiences which may have a direct effect on a person’s erotic attraction to feet. Foot cues could originate from a very young age – as young as when a child is crawling, when they may see their mother’s feet more than any other part of her body. Thus, a foot can become associated with the positive feelings of a nurturing mother.

Ogi Ogas, a neuroscientist and co-author of A Billion Wicked Thoughts, explains, “Following cue theory, during a man’s critical period of sexual desire formation, his innate foot cue makes him more likely to pay attention to feet and makes him more receptive to foot-related stimuli. If through chance or culture he is then exposed to a strong foot-related experience—a woman sticking her foot in a thirteen-year-old’s face or watching your first girlfriend slowly unroll her black stockings—then the foot-related details of the experience are more likely to get imprinted.”

 

I can definitely appreciate how a lovely foot can be a turn-on, but from what I understand, having a fetish means that in order to be fully sexually aroused, you need to focus on one body part. In the case of podophilia, a foot fetish, the body part/s involved are the feet.

But there’s no reason you couldn’t call your love of a beautifully tended foot a fetish, if that’s what turns you on 😉

And if feet are your man’s Achilles heel, here are some positions he’ll love:

http://www.cosmopolitan.com/sex-love/positions/g8659598/foot-fetish-sex-positions/