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Posted:Jul 15, 2014 11:28 pm
Last Updated:Aug 24, 2014 11:49 pm
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First, you open my pants, if I'm wearing any (a rarity) and wrap your mouth around my cock...
Then you read my blog posts:
As a relationship coach, I write a lot about love and good relationship practices. I also maintain a blog outside of VisionPersonals.com called lovecoachgreg. You can google that. So here are some of the key relationship posts:
Vulnerability How to end misogyny And all violence
Pillars, not pedestals
The other safe sex conversation
Be thankful for every heartbreak
Dating Your Own Species
Letting go of the need to cum
I'm new to writing erotic fiction, but it's something I'm growing to enjoy a lot. I'd love to have your feedback. Here's what I've got so far:
My Deep Creek Hot Springs Fantasy
Detained in Orderville, Part 1
Detained in Orderville, Part 2
I'm a half-assed participant in Half-Naked Wednesday. So here are my posts for that:
My first HNW my ass after 17 hours of amazing sex
HNW Tools
HNW Legs and pussy
HNW Camping
Someone else HNW playing golf
HNW Nature
And there's some other stuff, mostly about my personal sex and love life...
Once a lover - What happened to my motivation - Why it39s good to wait - How do you like playing the top fan game - Body Painting Fun - Beyond the orgasm - A New Lover Proves Me Wrong - Celebrating your naked independence - Why blog on AFF - The intoxication of memory - Partnered or Single, and Sex as a drug - Three way kiss - What I Win - When is bigger TOO big - Perfect fit
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Once a lover
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Posted:Aug 24, 2014 11:46 pm
Last Updated:Aug 27, 2014 5:18 am
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Always a lover...
In the past month I've fallen deeply in love with a woman I believe is my second life partner. I am finding less time for my other lovers, and far more desire to focus on my partner.
Yet I have always believed that love doesn't need to end, it just needs to change shape to fit the needs and circumstances of those who love.
For my birthday in 2010 my wife asked me what I wanted as a gift. I told her "a great weekend of wild sex with a beautiful woman." She was kind enough to know that I meant someone other than her, as our marriage was already open. She approved, and I took a wonderful young friend to Sea Mountain Inn, a swinger's resort in the nearby desert.
When she and I started making love, we felt this ball of lightning growing in each of us. The closer we aligned our bodies, the bigger it got. At the end I was seeing God: i.e. I knew that we were each part of the universal consciousness, and that in our union we could reach it. Ever since, that's the only kind of sex I want to have.
Two weekends ago I attended her wedding celebration, on the side of a mountain, in primitive conditions, but so full of love. She is still my lover, even though we haven't made love in 3 1/2 years and are unlikely to ever again. My wife and I, my first life partner, have separated and are slowly moving towards divorce, yet we still love one another and take care of one another.
Let your love fit your heart. Really, it can be as big as you want.
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What happened to my motivation?
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Posted:Aug 15, 2014 2:51 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2014 9:28 pm
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Oh dearest watchers, the few who may remember me, life is new and I am filled with joy and absent of the motivation to write.
Suddenly, 15 days ago, my partner found me. I've had lots of lovers, and still do. But I've gone deep and fast with this woman. We share so much - she's poly, a Burner, a musician and a dancer. We love the same movies and food. We share the same dreams. We finish each other's sentences. We are so completely sexually aligned - we are both exhibitionists, among other things - so much so that we had our first date on the nude beach and celebrated her birthday there a week later. Tonight we're going to a play party and a big part of our shared thrill is fucking in front of others.
We've spent most of the last two weeks together, and she is moving in with me next month in advance of our move in October to a new community sex-positive home we are creating with a few other friends.
And I found I've lost most of my interest in blogging. Last night we took the night off, and this morning is the first time words have come up for me. I've been living in bliss and an orgasmic high, and the need to write slipped away like fragments of a barely remembered dream. The bliss, the feeling of floating in a warm bath of love and support, they are all that matter. Words just drift away as they appear, fragile soap bubbles that rise and pop and leave a thin film of meaning that I cannot fathom.
Yet my body knows. My heart knows when I embrace her - it swells and beats so loudly I wonder why are others not turning to discover where the sound comes from. My eyes light when i see her, and she tells me I look 37, not 57. And my cock fills with blood just on thinking of her. All the words flow with my blood there, and I must have her.
To my partner, my lover, my Beloved
We won't take vows but we are joined as much as any husband and wife
We will have other lovers and take joy in the pleasure we each have with them
We will have our blessed moments of solitude and introspection
We will each work towards our own inner growth
And we will will always come back to the perfection of our union
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HNW - Nature
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Posted:Aug 6, 2014 7:47 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2014 9:30 pm
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Another shot from my very favorite place in nature, Deep Creek Hot Springs. Though it's closer to 95% naked. The only clothing being my Vibram Five Fingers shoes which I wear hiking everywhere. BTW, anyone in LA or SD interested in hiking to Deep Creek with me, please email me! I'm probably going again next week.
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Why it's good to wait
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Posted:Aug 5, 2014 7:11 pm
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2014 7:38 pm
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(Photos of us used with her permission, of course)
I've been going deeply in with a new lover, someone I met on another dating site. We are so well matched emotionally and sexually, she's poly and happy that I have other lovers, and we are totally infatuated with one another.
I wrote to her four months ago on the other site, and she wrote back "No expectations, no agenda.... just an open door. That's all I can offer." I wrote back that I would like to keep that door open, and whenever she was ready she could walk through. I didn't hear from her again until last week.
We are both nudists and decided to have our first date at Black's Beach, the local nude beach. It gets the whole body question out of the way. We stayed until after sunset and by the evening knew there was something powerful happening. We've been much in each other's arms and thoughts, and not even a week has passed. I've been so preoccupied that work and my other relationships have suffered. Today I'm just coming up for air.
Waiting until you are ready for someone - knowing that it's time, and earlier would not have worked - it takes patience and self-knowledge. I am so grateful for her awareness.
Have you ever had a time when you knew you wanted someone, but knew it wasn't time? Did you put it off and were glad of it? Did you move on your impulse anyway? How did that go?
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Letting go of the need to cum
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Posted:Jul 29, 2014 2:36 am
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2014 2:34 pm
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My friend and fellow blogger demonicsexkitten just wrote a great but somewhat inaptly named post Ramblings And a few quotes. It's more than just ramblings. It's about our focus on the orgasm as the only goal in sex. It's another of life's paradoxes that the more you focus on cuming, the less pleasurable or more difficult it will be. Give surrender a shot. I bet you'll like the results.
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Body Painting Fun
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Posted:Jul 27, 2014 1:47 am
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2014 11:06 pm
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I really love my sexy, sensual community here in San Diego. A wonderful Tantra teacher here held her 19th annual body painting puja tonight. (Puja is Sanskrit for ceremony) A lover and I attended and had an amazing time. The evening started with mingling, then directed contact where we randomly connected with others, eventually taking off each other's tops. Then all the men got in the middle to strip off our bottoms for the ladies' enjoyment, then we reversed the process.
And then the body painting! So many amazing, beautiful bodies transformed into artwork, strange creatures or statements. I don't have permission to post any photos of others, but my lover painted me as this otherworldly alien / cat - my concept and colors, her execution.
We closed with a giant group shower to wash off the paint, and then a coconut oil puja where we took turns rubbing oil all over one another, rotating to new partners every few minutes. An amazing sensual experience. If ever you are in San Diego, you've got to join us for some of these events.
Sleep time now but so happy!
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Beyond the orgasm
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Posted:Jul 26, 2014 9:37 am
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2014 10:31 pm
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Practicing Tantra has opened up channels of energy and joy that I never knew existed. Divine Union is when the lover meets the beloved, the earth meets the sky, the yin meets the yang. It is the dance of God and Goddess within our heart and soul.
Some definitions: Tantra is a form of Hindu practice much modified in the west. I prefer to refer to what we do here as “neo-tantra” because it’s really unique to the new age movement. Yoni is the sanskrit word for vagina, symbol of divine procreative energy. Lingam is the word for penis, meaning “wand of light." Chakras are the 7 energy centers of the body moving up the spine from the base to the crown of the head. Yab-yum is the position depicted in the photo, with lingam in yoni, and all chakras aligned.
I rarely ejaculate during sex, mostly only when I want to. But I feel the flow of energy between me and my lover's heart, hands, third eye, and of course lips and yoni. When I'm inside a lover with whom I'm deeply connected I go to a place where I'm not sure where I end and she begins. I feel an amazing warmth that turns to a fire that does not consume start from my lingam and flow up my spine, circling back into my lover through my heart and through our lips and breath. It's particularly strong when we are in yab-yum. We don't even need to move, just breathe... And I don't need to be fully hard - another happy benefit of having a large lingam - to stay connected and even have amazing, shuddering, full body orgasms that can last minutes. That kind of orgasm doesn't leave you drained - it just takes you higher. As revealed in ancient scriptures of the world, the truth is that nothing is actually separate – this is only an illusion. Everything has always been and will always be in Divine Union. It is just a matter of awakening to this truth. Even though we are immersed in the material world and its energy, at any moment we can tune into that place where we can feel our oneness with all.
Feeling Divine Union is a profound ecstasy. It’s every cell of your being vibrating in harmony with the cells of all other beings and all of creation. In experiencing divine union in oneself, there is no more ‘I’.
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Someone else HNW playing golf
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Posted:Jul 23, 2014 3:15 am
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2014 2:19 pm
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I hate golf. My father made me take lessons when I was a . My greatest rebellion against him was to hate golf.
Had golf looked like this, I might have felt differently.
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Dating Your Own Species
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Posted:Jul 22, 2014 4:48 pm
Last Updated:Aug 3, 2014 5:14 pm
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Have you ever tried to date someone who had a wildly different belief system from yours? Arguing about politics or religion can destroy a relationship. Heck, even arguing about whether to take a vacation skiing or on a tropical island can do it. When that happened, my wife and I decided to take separate vacations and I swear it saved our marriage.
But in no aspect of the relationship is it more important that you agree than in how you view "fidelity." If you are strictly monogamous, you're asking for trouble dating a polyamorous person. If you're monogamous but sexually open though not polyamorous, a sexually closed partner, or even a poly partner, can be calamitous. If you're poly, how do you structure your relationship? With a hierarchy, so that your partner is your primary and has some extra say in who you date? Or towards relationship anarchy where no one has control over your practices - though they may want to leave if you start dating a serial killer.
When I was partnered in marriage, and then in a committed partnership after that, my partners insisted on primary status. Each insisted on the final say about who I could date, and how - how much time, what kind of activities, and how much money I could spend. Looking back at those times, I was never happy with the sense of primacy - that my primary partner was somehow more than or better than my other lovers. I never wanted my other lovers to feel less than. I always believed that each expression of love was unique and perfect, always evolving, and even though I'm prone to make comparisons, I strive for equanimity.
Right now I have several lovers, most of whom are declared poly. Each understands that I try not to favor one over the other, and no one has the right to dictate my behavior. Though all of them seem to have suggestions for my well being! Some of these lovers I only see once a month at best, due to distance, but we speak regularly. I do have one lover who's not sure if she is poly, and I find this by far the most difficult of the relationships, because I'm never sure if she's with me or deciding to go back to monogamy. That's an example of dating outside of my species - and it's definitely more challenging.
So what is your species? Elephant? Pig? Something else? Have you had good luck dating outside of it?
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My Deep Creek Hot Springs Fantasy
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Posted:Jul 18, 2014 2:01 am
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2014 12:57 am
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My favorite place in all the world is Deep Creek Hot Springs. It’s a natural hot spring in the desert side of the San Bernardino Mountains, along side a year-round cool creek that flows out of Lake Arrowhead in Southern California. On a weekday there are rarely more than a dozen people there, mostly naked and very friendly. Weekend days can be crowded with drunks and people who disrespect the land and water. So I go on weekdays, and often camp at the private land at the top of the trailhead. You can walk the entire trail naked, which I also love. So this post is fantasy, but some of the photos are of my previous trips there, and the woman in the photos gave me permission to use them. And this is a fantasy I very much want to live out! Interested women near San Diego or L.A., please apply here...Happy Reading, Smoke Blower
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It’s a 2 hour drive on the endless freeways of Southern California before we finally get to the dirt road that takes us to our campground above Deep Creek Hot Springs. We are each dressed for desert fun in shorts and t-shirts, no underwear, and have been teasing one another the whole trip. We both have wet spots, and her nipples are still nail hard as we round the final corner to our campsite. We share one last deep kiss in the car when we stop. I’m wanting to get naked and play in nature, but she’s not so sure. I immediately strip down, loving the feel of the air and mountain sunlight on my bare skin, especially the breeze caressing my back and ass. But even there are no other cars or tents nearby, and I’ve told her it’s common practice to be naked at the campsite, at the hot springs, and on the 2 mile hike down, she’s still a little nervous. So we compromise. She’ll go topless but keep the shorts on for the hike. Of course, this disappoints me, as I’d love to see her bare ass swaying as we hike down - she’s in great shape and it’s very round and muscular - but it leaves me excited for that moment when she strips off the last covering when we get there. So we set up our tent and air mattress, fill up our backpacks and water bottles, and set off down the trail.
The high desert sun can scorch, so we rub sunscreen on one another. I love feeling her skin under my fingers, it’s so soft and pliable. And she wants to make sure my cock doesn’t get burned so we can both enjoy it later, so it gets extra attention. It’s 1,000 feet downhill to the hot springs, the trail has some narrow and slippery spots with loose gravel. But it’s a trail I know well, and we make it down the final sandy hill to the creek. We have to wade across the cool creek, but it’s only knee deep in the shallowest parts and feels so blissful after the hot trail. And it’s also time for her to finally strip out of the shorts… but no hesitation now as she’s ready for the water! They won’t go back on the rest of the trip!The tubs at Deep Creek are volunteer created and maintained, with water sources between 97 and 109, and all perfectly safe to drink as they flow out of the rocks. The creek is cool, with little upwells of warm spring water, and someone has set up a slack line across it. My lover takes her turn walking it and gets pretty far.
We head for the contemplation pool, the newest of the pools. It’s 97 degrees and shady, the perfect spot to cool off and settle in after the hike.
We enjoy the quiet of the contemplation pool for an hour, then break for a snack. We place our towel on a rock. It feels so good to feed one another fruit, the juice dripping down our mouths, a few drops landing on her breasts, the sun glinting off the drops. Refreshed and refueled, warming in the sunlight, I see her lips part, inviting a kiss. I accept the invitation, and in seconds I’m hard, as always happens when I feel her tongue on mine. But this is not the place to consummate our desire. Deep Creek is a great place to be sensually naked in the warm water, but we will need to go upstream to a secluded cove I know. We pick up our towels and backpacks and walk naked up the trail
The cove has a small grassy shore under a sycamore tree - perfect for setting up an outdoor love nest. We spread the towel and resume our kissing. I sit on the towel while she sits in my lap to meet me heart to heart, lips to lips. And cock to pussy. We move slowly, breathing in unison, as we build on the charge that comes from being naked in the open air, where anyone might come by, from feeling the sun on our skin through the trees, and from the sound of the water singing beside us. While we are both experienced in energetic sex, this is all about sensuality. I push her down on her back and grab a tube of sunscreen oil out and start applying it not with my hand, but with my whole body, slowly slipping up and down her belly, her legs, her tits with my torso. We slide on one another, liquid, warm, my hard cock now sliding up between her breasts, which cradle it in the perfect soft embrace.
I slide down again until my mouth is poised to dive between her legs. I lift them up, opening them into a V to reveal her shaved pussy. Her lips are already swollen and spread wide as I open her legs. I start licking lightly, slowly, from her perineum up, outlining her lips with my tongue. I will go slowly here as always to help her drop deeply into her own desire before I even approach her clit. I circle it lightly, just bringing enough pressure on its shaft to coax it out from its hood. Sometimes I don’t even move my tongue at all, just keeping a light, pulsing pressure on the side of her tiny shaft. And I will return to vulva, and then again to her clit, time and time again as she builds towards her first orgasm. Her pussy contracts in climax as she moans. I return to her vulva again, and now move down to circle her anus, with all of its less well-tended nerves. I gently push my tongue into her asshole, feeling its simultaneous resistance and opening. I return to her clit now, this time with more deliberate, long strokes, and as her energy rises again I place two fingers at her entrance, and wait for her to draw them in. My fingers know the inside of her pussy almost as well as they know my own cock, and the combination of pressure on her G-spot and my tongue on her clit send her into another series of climaxes. I feel her pussy clamp down on my hand, imagining how that will feel on my cock later. As her spasms subside, I return again to her lips, to her anus, holding her excitement just below another orgasm, my two fingers still inside. I resume licking her clit, and this time as I feel her rising towards climax again, I slip another finger into her ass, moving all three fingers in tandem with my tongue. She screams.
With that scream, I know it’s time to withdraw my fingers and fuck her. I’m bigger than average, and sometimes it takes slow pressure for her to take me, but she is so open and wet now that I slip into her hole in one long, slow thrust. I’m filled with her energy from bringing her to orgasm, and know that my own climax won’t be far off. We flip over and she rides me, and I look up past her at the shaking sycamore leaves and bright sun behind them, realizing that as beautiful as this place is, it is nothing to the beauty and life of this woman who rides me. When I come I shake and almost knock her off me, and I continue shaking for what may be more than a minute, flowing with cum, with her energy, my own, and the energy of this magical place.
We will be back. Again and again.
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Detained in Orderville, Part 2
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Posted:Jul 17, 2014 10:25 am
Last Updated:Jul 18, 2014 4:34 am
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I'm pimping myself. I made the mistake of posting twice yesterday, and of course most people only saw one of the two. So please read the second installment of Detained in Orderville and let me know what you think. And heed the warning at the top...
Detained in Orderville, Part 2
And here's a little preview into the upcoming scenes:
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