black and white exhibition

 

Recently my wife and I had a conversation about watching people have sex or being watched having sex.

I think most all of us have fantasized about either one or the other.

What would it be like for someone you know and trust to watch you and your husband or wife have sex?

Would it just be weird or would it be in the words of Barney from “How I Met Your Mother”,¬† “Legend…what for it!…Ary!” Not that taking sex advice from Barney would be a great idea.

I think being an exhibitionist would be a too much for me in real life (maybe when I was in my early twenties). The thought of being a voyeur sounds much more appealing to me.

I always hoped to stumble upon some lovers in the woods or somewhere where they wouldn’t even know I was watching, so it would feel more natural.

When I was in my early twenties, my friend and I were walking on the beach at nighttime. This was a couple years before formulating my views on porn, nudity, and masturbation. We were walking along the shore and we saw something large and dark against the white sandy shore. We turned on our flashlight and … there was a huge ten foot lobster made out of sand. We thought it was so cool. Someone had spent many hours making this huge monstrosity. We walked further along, and shined the light on something else. I think it turned out to be driftwood or something. Then we saw another dark shape against the white sand, and flicked on the light… two people were going at it. All I remember seeing was this huge guy on top of some girl veiled by her hulking mate. It just a split second and we were both young and never seen anything like that before. We were both scrawny college kids at the time, and the guy didn’t even look up. I don’t know if they saw us, cause we flicked the light right back off and made a bee line back toward our car. The dude looked like he was a biker or something and we didn’t feel like being fed to the sharks.

That’s been my only glimpse into real life voyeurism. I don’t know if I would have done anything different now or not. Oh, one time we went to see Weird Al in concert, and this girl was giving a guy a BJ in the park near the theatre. That was a little cooler, but I felt I was somewhere a little safer. We just kind of kept walking, and asking each other if we were seeing what we were thinking we were seeing.

My closest experience to being an exhibitionist was someone coming up on my girlfriend and I (I was living in sin for about six months then) having sex in the back of my car. All I know was headlights were shining in our back foggy window, and we were out in the sticks, so my protective impulse came up, and all I could focus on was whether we were in danger or not. But I think they did the same thing I had done at the beach, my girlfriend’s foot was in the back window, so I think they politely drove on off.

So I guess the main thing anyone would want to feel, unless you have a death wish, would be safety. You feel really vulnerable having strangers come up on you having sex. But it sure is a nice fantasy though. I think some things are just better in our imaginations, where we can have it all just the way we want.

What do you think? Would you like to be a voyeur or exhibitionist? and if so would you rather have strangers or friends be the participating parties???


esctasy from the waters

October 31, 2017 was the 500th anniversary of the Protestant Reformation. Since most of our schools have become secularized and most of our churches don’t teach church history, most people have never even heard of the Protestant Reformation.

I’ll give you the skinny. 500 years ago, the “civilized” world was ruled by kings and popes, both of which were almost totally corrupt. Popes, priests, and bishops often taught all manner of things contrary to Scripture. This was before the printing press, so Bibles were rare and to keep the knowledge of the holy to themselves, the corrupt religious leaders of the day made it illegal to have a translation of the Bible into the everyday language. So you could only read a Bible, if you somehow had access to one and knew how to read Hebrew, Greek, and/or Latin (the language that the Bibles were only written in at the time).

The corrupt leaders wanted to keep God’s Word hidden from the people so that they could tell them whatever they wanted. In 1517, Martin Luther, a German priest, I believe, dared to ask questions. He nailed a paper with 95 points of conversation (called thesis) to the church door, which was apparently what one did when you wanted to strike up a conversation about something.

The corrupt leaders were telling the common folk that if they gave the “church” (I use that term lightly), so much money, then one of their dead loved ones who had gone into purgatory (a fictional in between place between Heaven and Hell), would fly on wings to Heaven. Martin Luther, who was a priest, and knew Hebrew, Latin, and Greek, didn’t see the existence of purgatory in scripture, and also challenged the Pope that if the pope had power to free souls from purgatory, if there were such a place, then why didn’t he do it free of charge because he cared for peoples souls.

This didn’t go so well, as you might expect, but Martin Luther’s 95 thesis were so popular, that they were coping and circulated all over the country and all or parts of Europe. You see Martin Luther believed that our faith should rest on the Holy Scriptures (Sola Scriptura) and not as was believed largely at the time on the word of men, whatever their titles be, pope, priest, monk, bishop, cardinal, etc. Whatever the Scripture’s say should be the foundation for all we believe, not the word of changing men.

If not for Martin Luther and others like him (John Huss, William Tyndale, John Calvin, and Huldrych Zwingli) we wouldn’t have a copy of the Holy Scriptures in our hands today. And if we didn’t have a copy of the Bible, we wouldn’t know the most important thing in all of life, Salvation by Faith in Christ Alone. This blog wouldn’t exist. The heart of this blog is to explore what the Bible actually says about our sexuality. Many things have been condemned as sinful over the years that have no basis in the Word of God. At different times, people have believed that wearing jewelry, going bowling, playing cards, playing the electric guitar or pipe organ (they might have been right on that one ūüėČ ) , women wearing make up or pants, and many more things were sinful. Why don’t we believe most of those things today?

Because they aren’t founded in Scripture. It’s because of what God accomplished through the Protestant Reformation, that we can even look to see what the Bible actually says. That’s why I encourage anyone to look at the Bible and see why they condemn viewing heterosexual pornography, masturbation, and enjoying nudity. To my knowledge there is no scriptural evidence against any of those three things.

So thank God for the Reformation today. I wish each of you would pick up a book or find some videos on You Tube about the Reformation. The Reformation ended the almost 1,000 year period known as the dark ages (1,000 years with hardly any light from God’s Word). It changed world history. If you live in a free country, it’s most likely due to the effects of the Reformation.


Boobies…ah… they come in all shapes, colors and sizes. There are the “mosquito bite” boobies; kind of flat chested but with prominent nipples. There are the large full breasts, that hang like ripe grapes. There are the smaller perkier tits (maybe B-C cups) that never reach large enough proportions to hang against a woman’s skin, but remain perky and taunt . Those are all the more attractive sizes of breasts to me.

What boobies catch your fancy? Do you like only a handful, or ones big enough to bury your face in and motor boat? :o) Does anyone really motor boat? or is that just a movie thing?

And what about nipples? You have the really small nipples. Then you have the “pencil eraser” nipples, which I’m fond of, especially as they press against a woman’s shirt or blouse, (thank you girls from “Charmed”!) and then there’s the puffy pink nipples.¬† Then not to be forgotten, but less common are the inverted nipples that seem to poke in more than out.

Boobies,… Ah… so beautiful, so alluring, so inviting…

 


As I just finished writing my “thoughtful (or thought filled” blog entry, I had one of those random drive by boyish thoughts. I was writing one of the tags for my blog post, and I try to include all the sexual organs since it is a blog about sexuality.

As I was writing “Testicles”, I thought,… that would be a good name of a Greek Hero. He could be the brother to Hercules (just sound out Test-ih-cleese as it would probably be pronounced in Ancient Greek, just like Hercules) . (It’s all in the pronunciation right? ūüôā ) Maybe he could even have his own cartoon series, “The adventures of Testicles!”

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Maybe as you have sex with your wife, you can imagine, “Testicles”, having his own hero theme music. If your wife was a virgin (hopefully if you’re married, she still isn’t a virgin ūüėČ ), he could be truly going “where no man has gone before!” Done Dah Da Ta, Done Tah Da Hah, Done done, done “The Adventures of the Mighty Testicles” (followed by a¬†cool echo, echo, echo).

Well that’s my drive by bit of randomness for today

(======3 (too bad they don’t make bigger “3’s”… that “testicles” is definitely not hero material there, and I guess a wider equal sign would be more dramatic as well. You’d think the inventors of fonts would give you better stuff to work with, sheesh!? How are you supposed to make naughty things with such shoddy material.


black and white against the wall

Two nights ago, my wife and I enjoyed an explicit movie together. Our marriage is frankly, … on the rocks. She is a survivor of unimaginable rape and molestation. It’s really hard being the husband of a sexual and emotional abuse survivor. We married for different reasons. I married for love, companionship, passion and romance. She married for safety. I am a kind man. I follow the kindest One this sin stained world has ever known, and they nailed Him to a tree… To be kind in a cruel world is not safe, but He led the way… My wife took my kindness and offered nothing in return, at least nothing that you marry for. She didn’t mean to, she’s just “survived” so long, she never dreamed of anything else… like passion, pleasure, romance and joy.

Our marriage is teetering on a dagger’s blade. Each day, I feel it could swing back to true safety, “feeling”… feeling alive together or it could crumble beneath us like sand underneath you as the tide licks your feet.

12 years is a long time to be with someone who doesn’t want to offer any emotions. In our “evolutionary mythological” mindset, we’ve all embraced in parts, we believe emotions to be unnecessary and to even be hindrances to life. That joke of a movie (though Scarlett Johansen is HOT HOT HOT) “Lucy” is a perfect picture. Our worldview held in part by a large portion of the entire globe is that human perfection is a supercomputer. All brain and no heart…

Yet, God says different, though ancient Stoics, gave our forefathers the same versions of the same lies. God offers us joy. God declares that His Kingdom is peace, love, and joy in the Holy Ghost (for those of you with more delicate sensibilities ūüėČ … I grew up a holy roller tongue talking Pentacostal ūüėÄ and we had Holy Ghost meetings! ) God created us in His image, and He is nothing like a big brain, though He knows all things. No, God IS love. God wrote the Song of all Songs (The Song of Solomon). God declared to men to enjoy the wife of their youth and let her breasts satisfy him always! God said, that in His presence is FULLNESS of JOY and that at HIS right hand are PLEASURES FOREVERMORE! He is not a tame Lion (you lovers of the Chronicles of Narnia will understand me). God is wild as the wind. Strong like mountains. Gentle like a zephyr. And His passions blazing like an all consuming fire.

God created breasts! God created sex! God created cocks and pussies! God created the kiss! God is a God of PASSION. Our mind has it’s own joy’s, but as Blaise Pascal said, the heart has reasons that reason knows not of. I love learning new things, but only because I have a Passion to learn new things and “experience” Creation. Learning and the mind are only tools to increase our enjoyment of passion and pleasure, not as a substitute and never as a replacement.

So our marriage has been a barren wasteland for the entire 12 years this summer. That’s why for so many years, I have been thankful for the Word of God. While exploring the Word, I find no instances of God condemning enjoying nudity, or enjoying sexuality. He only tells us to stay true to our own well, our wife or husband. If adultery or fornication (sexual touches of¬†someone else’s¬†genitalia of any kind, outside of marriage), then Jesus set the bar one step higher when He said not to lust. Another words, He said that we shouldn’t imagine ourselves committing a sexual sin. But watching two other heterosexual people have sex is not a sin, not unless you imagine you with someone who is not your wife. That is lust. Pretty simple. Not this confusing mess we have in our churches today.

Please don’t get me wrong, I have high respect for our Puritan forefather’s and mother’s. They got so much right and we owe so much to them. I love reading their stories. Many of them helped found America and helped to make it a Christian nation (we are now backslidden obviously… but at one time we stood true. Even many of the original state constitutions included phrases pertaining to their founding such as “For the sake of the proclamation of the Gospel of Jesus Christ”. There wasn’t any of this multi-religion bull crapp¬† advertised today here. A large majority of our founders were Christians. I believe 95% of the signers of the declaration were Christian, and about half of them had attended some form of seminary). But one doctrine our Puritan forefathers and mothers believed, was that pleasure was the devil’s playground. Many things were preached against over the years by them that just aren’t scripturally true. Most things they believed were true to the Word. And to be fair, we probably believe some stuff that our children’s children will look back one day and see that our doctrine was off a little, because no one has it all right. We can have the heart right, the heart of the Gospel. And most sins are clearly stated, as well as God’s original intention for Eden, a paradise, that we all long for still.

But I believe our blanket labeling of so many things sexual as “sin” is still an after effect of our Godly heritage. The Puritans and many like them, were not only American btw, they came from England and many such denominations or alliances were spread throughout Europe (Moravians, Calvinists, etc.). They were afraid to look too closely, because they were afraid of not labeling something “sin” that truly was, such as homosexuality, adultery, beastiality, molestation, incest, rape, sexual acts (those involving a penis or vagina) committed outside of the sacred and supremely delightful sacrament of marriage (God’s original designs for marriage was the strength of commitment coupled with the beauty of intimacy) .

The proverbial baby got thrown out with the bath water so to speak however and many things that offered sexual pleasure (or pleasure in general) were labeled sin, without just scriptural reason, such as masturbation, enjoying nudity (in a safe environment; I don’t believe nudist colonies are wise at all), enjoying sexuality (there have been way too many discussions and commands from the church [not God] that if sex isn’t intended for procreation only, then it is sin), and so forth. If God has wanted any of those things labeled “sin”, He’d have done so. The Bible is really thorough.

Anyways, I guess blogs are made to ramble (at least occasionally). So after all that platforming, my wife and I have been trying to light the fires of passion in our marriage, because I believe pleasure, delight, passion, romance, and sexuality (all the intense “feelings” designed by God for marriage exclusively) will save our marriage… It’s been all structure and no comfort. All skeleton, and no skin.

Watching pornography is tricky to say the least. Viewing pornhub, youporn, and redtube (I know there are a few others that are free, but those have been my main three for whatever reasons) is a grab bag. You have to scan through a good bit of videos, to find one that’s heterosexual, one man-one woman, no anal (for those of you who like anal, I don’t believe it’s sin, insofar as anything that I’ve found in the Bible, it’s just not either of our preference), no weird hard bondage (once again, not sin, but this one starts to cross some borders of the heart of Christianity to me… light bondage, fun and exciting, real pain, gagging, and so forth, seem to indicate some sinful motive or possible molestation in my opinion), etc,. I stumbled across an actual DVD, several years ago, that I bought with our marriage in mind. I wish I’d bought more than one of it’s kind because I haven’t found anymore, when I went back to our local porn store, The Lion’s Den.

For those of you interested, it made by New Sensations and part of the Romance series. The one I bought was all tied up with ribbons and sprinkled with glitter (to indicate romance and that it would appeal to females in general I think). It’s called “The Wedding Day”.¬† The whole DVD is a loosely spun story of several people making love, or hooking up , on this wedding day. It’s the closest thing that I”ve found to family friendly porn (I mean that sardonically … if that’s the right word… sarcastic? anyway… I’ve been trying to improve my vocabulary to be a better writer [I’ve written two books and am working on two more. One of mine is actually published -though none of it covers the content of this blog, but pertains to passion for God, my first Love, and passion] If anyone is interested let me know, and I’ll message you the title….there I go rambling again… I need theme music today… that old hit, the Rambling Man…)

We’ve watched some porn before, but it always felt awkward. I really enjoyed it this time and she did as well. We both covered a question I think all husbands and wives would wonder if they watch porn together. Basically, we talked about that the reason that I enjoy watching pornography is to enjoy the women ( I mean you don’t some ugly guy like Ron Jeremy pounding a pretty girl… I don’t enjoy those, I just feel sorry for the poor girl, who really really needs money apparently). And I told her that I didn’t mind her enjoying the hunks, as long as no lust is involved either way. Earlier in our marriage, she was very intimidated by the fact that I enjoyed looking at beautiful women, as if it took from the fact that¬†I consider her beautiful. It’s been a long slow process, to come to this point, but it felt really good to sit and enjoy sensuality together. Then after a couple scenes, we couldn’t take it anymore, when we were sitting naked beside each other and were both really turned on, so we escaped to the bedroom and enjoyed some lovemaking. Which is quite a new thing for us, because all these years, sex has been a¬†very dangerous place for us so to speak… with her abuse, she is usually emotionally absent… and since I’m not in necrophilia, i’d rather fly solo, than have sex with someone who isn’t “there” and who doesn’t “feel” my touches.

Tonight, I gave her a full body massage and she seemed to “stay in her body” and I invited her to tell me during the massage without any pressure either way (because I love sexuality and romance, and believe both are vital[both side of passion, hence my username), if she desired a romantic massage or one that built up to sexuality. And near the end of the massage, she announced the proclivity to end in sexuality, so I pulled out the art of cunnulingus (not to be confused with the skit from Saturday Night Live [back when it was funny] Colonel Angus) and ended the evening with kisses, and an orgasm for her.

Those of you who read this, please pray for our marriage, I am serious about it lingering on the edge of a knife. It’s a rock and a hard place situation. I’ve tried to be very gentle and understanding. I’ve endured very bad emotional abuse myself, which seemed to cement in the message of the sexual abuse in her life “You’re trash”, “You feelings are bad, you are bad”. But I’m desperately lonely, in marriage. I thought if I read all the right books and did all the right things, her heart would eventually believe God’s Word and mine, instead of her abusers, but her heart has refused to budge for almost our entire relationship. And the loneliness, is bad enough, but part of her survival technique (that we call her “mask”) was always pretending to be okay, and never showing any emotions to her abusers. Both she and I had fathers who pushed all your buttons until you snapped and then once they knew were to push, they’d do it over and over and over. They were both true sociopaths (not just as in an insult, but they displayed no true emotions but constantly manipulated the emotions of others; especially their wife and children while they pretended to the outside world what great Godly men that they were). So displaying emotions of any kind was basically painting a target on your chest. And my wife had the added terror, that her sociopathic father anally raped her (which I don’t even like to type, but I’m just trying to be open and bare for a moment).

This is the cliff notes version, but her mask is starting to kill our marriage, and I don’t know what to do. So those of you who are followers of Jesus, I covet your prayers…

Hopefully, our story will fall towards the Light, as in these last two nights of genuine connection.


 

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Ripping off the cloths like clutter,

I felt her sigh and felt her shudder,

Her skin was warm beneath my fingers,

as I savored, as I lingered,

Eyes wild with fear and desire,

I mounted her beneath my fire.

I spread her legs far and wide,

as I thrust my shaft inside.

She moaned and quivered,

moist with sweat,

her body shivered

her cunt so wet.

Her breasts swelled with my thrust,

as rhythm gave way to my lust.

Her hair flew wild amid the night,

as her bum quaked against my might.

Her wet lips embraced my shaft,

and I swear I heard some pagan goddess laugh.

Love, lust and desire,

couldn’t quench my sacred fire.

Feral passion possessed our souls,

as my hammer nailed her hole.

Her breasts grew hot within my grasp,

as my name she spoke

and breathily gasped.

I took my fill of lust complete

as I sprayed within her seat.

As my body quaked

she finished in my wake.

Quickly she slid to the floor,

Upon her knees she wanted more.

She licked and sucked and drained me dry,

she cleaned my balls with her tongue so sly.

Savoring each drop, she tugged again until I popped.

She swallowed hard as I came once more,

Not one drop was wasted on the floor.

Around my head her tongue swirled and savored,

she sighed as she enjoyed my flavor.

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We all long for happy endings… I hope these gifs give you a happy ending ūüėČ

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black-and-white-bondage

Bondage… fun or strange? Over the years, exploring sexuality, the thought of bondage has come up. Personally, I think it is playful and erotic. Now hard core… Uh No! Some of the stuff they have on You Porn or Porn Hub is freaky deaky stuff. But light bondage seems like it would be exciting. The picture included is really hot to me.¬† My wife and I both enjoy light bondage, but gagging and whipping and punishment is not my bag baby (in the voice of Austin Powers). I don’t think any sexual act that isn’t fun for both would be desirable.

But toying around with power play is a turn on, both ways for me. My wife is a sexual abuse survivor so I don’t even hint about bondage, but it has happened spontaneously for both of us a few times (sometimes her to me and other times me to her). It’s really erotic. Is bondage your cup of tea? Do you have any fantasies that involve bondage between you and your wife? Or do you have any juicy stories?


 

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This song has always been sort of funny to me, but also kind of sexy. A few months ago, I frequented a strip club. I’d been there many times over the years, but this time, this guy creeped me out. Plus I’ve been kind of innocent, till recently with clubs.

I’ve enjoyed strip clubs for 13 years… I still remember my first time walking in one. My heart was beating wildly in my chest. The darkened out windows seemed forboding. Loud music greeted me as I opened the door. It felt surreal. A woman was dancing on a stage to my left as a man was taking money on the right by the door. It was so awkward and exhilarating at the same time. It was the first time that I’d ever seen a woman naked (sans porn of course). It was so intoxicating. I still remember one bar maid remained topless after her performance and walked right in front of me, inches away, her gorgeous breasts exposed. She seemed completely natural as she walked by right in front of me, her breasts so near and so full…

Recently I’ve started wrestling with going to clubs anymore. I used to think that all clubs had a strict no touch policy, but a¬†friend of mine went a few years ago, and told me that he got a lap dance. I’ve¬†never really gotten a lap dance before, so I figured the woman just brought her body a little closer than is possible on stage, but still not touching you. He told me that the girls will bump and grind on you and some of them will even get you off. I felt gross after talking to him. The club in my home town didn’t even have private rooms and lap dances that were offered were simply paying a girl almost $30 to dance a few inches closer to you than they could on stage. Then I found this fully nude club about two hours from my home and have frequented it once or twice a year for six or seven years. They did have private rooms but I just figured they did the same kind of “lap dance” as my home club, just behind curtains. I’m cheap to a degree as well, so I never thought an inch or two closer would be worth the crazy prices they charge for a lap dance, or private dance as some call them…¬†I guess I was a little na√Įve. They had all these signs up about not touching the dancers, so I guess I assumed that that went both ways as well.

Anyhow, my strip club bubble has been burst. I’ll have to visit my local club again. They were topless only, but I really liked it there. They didn’t have private rooms, and I have never seen a girl trying to touch a man’s business there.

It can be kind of difficult trying to tread the waters of sexuality and holiness. Obviously, there is so much confusion about¬†most acts of ¬†sexuality, so you have to figure out what to do with various desires, by looking into God’s Word. Also obviously, if you don’t love God, you’ll just do whatever pleases you or whatever you can get away with. But many men who truly love God have lots of questions about this central vital part of our being, our sexuality, and we don’t have anywhere to go to get some answers. Even the Bible is misquoted and used to condemn things that it doesn’t condemn (i.e. the sin of Onan used for condemning masturbation, whereas, the story clearly has nothing to do with masturbation, only disobedience).

That’s the purpose of this blog; to have a safe place to ask real questions.

I wrote a blog years ago, about Christian Strip Clubs. Since realizing that probably most all clubs violate the look but don’t touch policy now, I would really love for this to be a real thing. There is just something to seeing a naked woman in person. I love porn but when you get close enough to see the texture of a woman’s skin, see the silkiness of her hair, and see those tiny invisible hairs that cover her body up close, it’s just mesmerizingly beautiful.

It’s like the difference between seeing pictures of the Grand Canyon and then seeing it in person…

So wouldn’t Christian Strip Clubs be game changing; a place where the dignity of the dancers and the viewers are both prominent; a place where your wife (or husband if they had clubs for ladies to view men) could feel safe with you frequenting, because nothing that encouraged lust or adultery would be promoted or permitted; no rude or filthy talk allowed; a place to view and enjoy nudity and not have an orgasm (so it wouldn’t feel gross like¬†I would imagine those XXX porn theatres felt…ugh!); a place that values and prizes the human body that God created and not demean or try to possess (lust).

I have to wonder if I’m crazy sometimes. The church at large is very adamant against enjoying nudity, masturbation, and pornography. Is this something that one day will be corrected. Over the centuries there has been many things condemned that the Bible didn’t condemn; like playing cards, bowling, sex toys for married couples, electric guitars, wearing make and jewelry for ladies, etc.¬†Is the stuff on this blog heresy (teaching what the Bible clearly condemns) or is this stuff (nudity, porn, masturbation) not actually forbidden by God by direct command or by principles of His Word?…

 


 

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Do you ever wonder?… What if women loved sexuality as much as men?¬†A woman’s¬†entire life is consumed with looking good; smelling yummy; sounding sensual (what woman wants to sound like Janice from “Friends”); tasting Truly Scrumptious (thank you Ian Fleming); and feeling sexy. Think of all the billions spent on lingerie alone? sexy panties; enticing bras; form fitting nighties. Think of a woman’s thought life; Buying clothes that make them feel pretty; that make them feel desirable; picking out that perfect shade of lipstick; counting calories.

The whole essence of femininity is invitation and beauty. How many Christian men have read “Wild at Heart”? Do you know what the female counterpart is?… “Captivating” by John’s wife Stasi. The number one desire question of a man’s heart is “Do I have what it takes?” The number one desire of a woman’s heart is “Am I captivating?”

Think of how much time, money and thought goes into this piercing desire? Women are known for wanting to have that perfect perfume; that dress that makes them feel sexy; those shoes that showcase her calves.

Yet, do you ever wonder why? Women are notoriously unsexual. The only women famous, as it were, for being sexual, are women desiring to win a man’s heart, through fornication. How many jokes or quips have you heard in your life that revolve around women losing all desire for sex once a ring goes on her finger. After this huge day is made all about her (any grooms out there ever felt that your wedding had almost¬†nothing to do with you?)bordering on idolatry, this huge costly romantic affair is made of the perfect wedding. After all this huge ordeal is made; after all the time and effort spent pursuing a woman’s heart in romance, women seem hardwired to abandon sexuality once married.

Now my wife is a survivor of childhood sexual abuse, so for years I thought that maybe that was the reason for her lack of sexual spark? But my entire life, I’ve never heard of one, just one, sexually thrilled husband. Sometimes there is a honeymoon period. But after the honeymoon is over and God forbid, children (who are awesome btw, don’t blame kids ladies), do you know of any married woman who is sensual; full of life; and sexually erotic. Many times single women give off this sexually erotic vibe, but married women seem almost devoid of it. It’s almost if the word, “tease”, was created¬†to¬†singularly describe the whole of¬†femininity alone.

I’ve spent years now questioning, “Why?” I don’t have one female subscriber to my blog. I used to try to put more pictures of naked men on my blog, before I erased years of my work a year or so ago (long story). None of the people who grace my blog are female. Honestly, I try to stay away from this question too much, because it’s a real buzz kill, but every once in a while I have to question God, “Why?!”

I won’t even justify the accusatory remarks that can come with such honest questions. I’m also a hopeless romantic. That’s why my username is “loverofpassion” and my icon is a sensual kiss. I won’t bore you with all my years pursuing my wife’s heart with romance, jewelry, dates, getaways, and yes, even reading many books on marriage and romance. But almost without fail, every book on the subject leads you to believe that everything rides on us men (and unfortunately, I don’t mean in the literal sense). After awhile, I want to read a book that actually tells women to “do” something in marriage. I’m talking in the romantic and sexual sense, because almost all Christians books that tell women to “do” anything in marriage, tells them to be a better maid. The “Proverbs 31 woman” is held up as¬†the pinnacle of Christian femininity. God help us! I’d rather have the “Song of Solomon” any day, hands down, and other things up. You can say what you will about¬†Solomon’s, almost a thousand, wives and concubines (the good old days), but God choose his book to speak to the whole body of Christ, as the only one that does so exclusively on sensuality, sexuality and romance.

Anyway, why are all nude¬†magazines (I think 100% now that Playgirl went online only, due¬†to lack of female sexuality. And to be honest, it’s probably kept going online even by homosexual men if truth be told) sold to men? The most sensual a woman¬†allows herself to become is by reading a novel. Where is the disconnect?

What would the world look like if your wife loved your cock as much as men deep in their hearts desired their wives too? What would life be like, if your wife loved the taste of your cum? What if she actually liked your body? I mean really liked your body, like any man only dreams of? What if the bookshelves and internet were filled with naked men magazines and pornography that woman actually not only enjoyed but longed for. Remember when you were a teenage boy, and you were first becoming aware of sexuality? What if women actually were what we all hoped they were?! This beautiful desirable naughty sexual creature? What if “sex nymph” actually described your wife?

When almost all¬†of a woman’s world¬†world seems to revolve around garnering our attention, what if they actually knew what to do with it, once they obtained it?