Let's Talk Thursdays: Interlude of Thoughts

Hello Awesome Visitors! It's time for another ...

I recently thought about the 1st story I ever wrote, entitled "Kona". Simply put, it's about erotic thoughts inspired by something simple as a cup of coffee. There may be many who cannot relate to this because it doesn't involve bodies engaged in some form of sweaty romp. In my world, erotica is everywhere and can stem from anything. It all depends on the audience. The kinks of the world.

This trail of thinking led me to a short story by fellow co-author Adonis Mann, called "Let's Play on Valentine's Day". It's not as short as "Kona", closer to 1,000 words, but still is a savory blend of bondage and a cool guessing game.

I applaud Adonis' ability to pack so much in so few words. I do it as well, as demonstrated in my collection of erotic flash fiction Amoresels, but it had become more challenging, since I've branched out into more elaborate writing.

I reflect on how much of what my characters do, whether in my flash fiction stories or my longer works, speak to what I'd like to do in my sexual life, as well as if they are the antithesis. 

Demona, from Alan, Fay & Demona, is a definite antithesis of me. I view her as an extreme over thinker and highly prudish. I'm not one to obsessively think; it wastes too much resources when I could be doing. Plus, holding back only causes suffering to the one doing the withholding. 

Bette, from my story "Seven Days of Stimuli" featured in Crackles of the Heart, is not as much of my opposite as Demona. I have a penchant for daydreaming. Wild scenarios of a person I lust after.

The difference is I am bolder. I fling my hair, wear my finest clothes, fix my face with makeup, and approach with confidence. Knowing that whatever I got, you want. And if you don't know you want it, you will.

Bette isn't like that; she's way too bashful. That's why she's fortunate to have a wing chic like Jaycee.

If I could pick one character who is the closest symbol to me, it would be Darbi from H.E.R. (Handy: Extended Release). She's willing to give people chances but is upfront if the person doesn't meet her expectations, despite the backlash. Settling is not in her makeup. As much as individuals have let her down, Darbi sticks to her guns in what she wants. 

How often are women asked to settle? Too damn often!

He looks good but has a little penis. His cock's amazing but he behaves like an asshole. He brings in good money but can't stop fucking other women. See, it's always something! Why can't a woman want a man with stable income, great looks, and brag worthy skills in the bedroom?

Before you start firing back with boos, let me be clear. A man is allowed to have an off night. Perhaps it's the prescription medication, lack of sleep, a long day at work, yada, yada, yada!

But ... I'm sick of men who act like they are the best in the world and no woman has ever complained ... until I do, and I'm the frigging problem. I haven't run into a man yet who will admit he's "average" or "my head game isn't the greatest but I can do other tricks". Or ... one that is open to being taught more inventive and better ways to provide satisfaction. That would show maturity and that he realizes that all women's bodies aren't crafted the same; therefore, it makes sense that his method cannot possibly work on all women.

Men expect an angel, a chef, an outstanding mother, a beauty queen, and a porn star 24-7. Women aren't allowed to utter how unrealistic the standard is or the difficulty of maintenance from time to time. We can't have an off night. Instead of using the head on top of his body to have a conversation about issues, more often than it should, men use the head between their legs and slide in the next best thing. The secret is that the next best thing will become the old has been just as soon as she begins under performing.

I am older and pickier than ever. Who I let access my goodies. Hell, even who gets their lips near my flesh!

It's tempting to acquire a lover with Valentine's Day just around the corner but despite all the many ways to practice safe sex, some individuals still rather "feel the raw" than be protected. Yes, HIV isn't the death sentence it once was. There are better treatments for it. Still, it's better to NOT have it than to acquire it in a foolish way. Safety is sexy.

Hmm ... maybe oral sex. If I come out of chill mode to some lousy licking, I'd be pissed off at my own ass, not just the other person. I don't have the patience for teaching a temp. Google licking techniques and practice. Not on me, though. Wait until that method is perfected.

Ah foo! At this rate, I'll never retire my toy collection. Perhaps I'll treat myself to a new edition. When it comes to pleasure, I've never failed myself.

So ... if you are coupled, may your Valentine's Day be full of delight, passion, and pleasure. It should be like that every day, honestly.

If you are single, mingle with someone worth your time ... or if you like no one, do something which gives you glee, even if it's eating a whole box of Valentine's Day chocolates, drinking until you're niiiice (some of you know what I mean), or Binge watching your favorite shows or movies.

Live a little. If you don't like what you've decided to do, just do something else.

As for me, I may just do a little shopping after all. 😏

Until next time,