Tuesday, May 11, 2004

Cultures

The CS recalls the funeral of the French president a few years ago. Now this guy didnt "go" suddenly, and he had a long stint on this good earth. One of the interesting things, however, was his funeral. Of course you had the grieving family, the dignitaries and other heads of state. But there was also a woman in the procession that was unfamiliar to those who were not either part of the French media or political elite. Who was she? Well...it was Mr. President's mistress...taking on her accepted role in the funeral. The family of course knew her and the child she shared with the Pres.

In other parts of Europe, especially eastern Europe, while there isnt a complete acceptance of infidelity, there does appear to be a heightened acceptance of the "boys will be boys" mentality. (Unfortunately for women, it seems as though even these cultures retain the double standard that its ok for men but not for women).

You can see these diffenet cultural attitudes in play in the political context. For example, in Britain, a sex scandal is the worst thing for a political candidate. In France its apparently the best thing you can do, and in the U.S. its a mixed bag at best.

Now the CS isnt trying to sell a point of view here, just trying to stir discussion. But the question is...when it comes to monogamy, have we even reached a true consensus among ourselves(and our cultures)as to its necessity and feasibility? If not, is it that shocking or surprising that people are engaging in the cheating ways?

Sunday, May 09, 2004

Rachel's Night, Part II

Some of the best sex the CS recalls began in a state of quasi-consciousness. Huh, you ask? Let me explain...

Sometimes we have dreams about sex that are so vivid and real that we are disappointed when we wake up and find out it never happened. Other times, we may wake up and are excited that at least we dreamt of something pleasurable. Its best however when the dream actually is reality. Such was the haps thanks to Rachel.

A pleasurable warm tingle during quasi REM sleep was the first indication I had that I was either preparing for the mother of wet dreams or that I was actually in the middle of the deed. I am sure you have all experienced this-- a sense of sexual euphoria in a state of semi-consciousness where you soon discover you were delightfully aroused from sleep by your partners unilateral explorations.

I awoke and finally realized that the intense rush of hormones and vivid dreams were thanks to Rachel's mouth around my head as she was gently trying to wake me from my unconscious state. The thought of her boldness, confidence and desire to please, coupled with her wet mouth around my cock had me hornier than I was on the train. She laid in the sixty-nine position by my side, gently licking rubbing her lips up and down my shaft. It felt so good to come out of a dream state and realize that it wasnt a dream...but reality with someone who was hot and into you.

After regaining some semblance of consciousness, I joined in and began licking and nibbling on the inside of her thighs and moving down to her lips. Her legs wrapped around my mouth and my legs around hers. She rolled over on top of me, perfecting the sixty-nine position, as a I pressed her ass and hips onto my mouth tasting her as she now intensely polished me down below. At one point, she sat up in order to wrap her hair in a pony tail and was directly on my face, straight up. The pressure that increased against my face from her pussy was delicious, and I kept her there for a while as I feverishly lapped her up. I sensed that she liked it as she began to press down on my face harder and move her ass in a circular motion. The force it created from my lips to her clit seemed to be doing the job.

We played back and forth with our bodies for quite a while and Rachel finally positioned herself right on top of me. By this I don't mean with her on top and her knees down on the bed. Rather, she was on top squatting over me with her feet still on the bed. She carefully placed me inside and began to ride me up and down slowly. Entering her like that felt great as she controlled the pace and I could feel her tightness wrapping around me, muscles squeezing and tensing. As the pace quickened she bounced harder and faster-- seeing her in that position alone was enough to keep me rock hard. Playing with her nipples, seeing her thighs and her face were all by-products of that position. She then took the pace down a notch by sitting with me completely inside and gyrating her hips around instead of bouncing up and down-- then rocking back and forth to mix it up some more.

It was hot and we went at it for a while before I exploded inside of her (and yes...protected for those curious minds). Our hearts where racing but her quads must have been burning cause she did the hard work. We were sticky with a little sweat but it was awesome and a great way to wake up.

We both coulda used another shower at that point but we went to the pool instead. The weather was great and we laid out soaking up some rays and sipping on some drinks. We were tired and needed to be mellow for a while...but we were so into each other and the sexual charge was so obvious... I knew that I wouldnt be able to keep my hands off of her for long.

One of the best things about the time with her was that it was so easy. There wasnt any pressure...no expectations and we both knew why we were there. So although we didnt have to, I wanted to go out later that evening and take in some drinks and music. It could only add to the erotic time we were already having with one another...and it did. But since the CS got carried way with a little too much detail above, Ill have to write about that in the next post.


Cindy Update

Details on Cindy to come in a future post. But we go together for dinner this past week and it turned out to be a disappointment. She had a few qualities that turned me off so much that I just couldnt see myself going any further or being sexual. I don't care how hot you may be, personality and disposition are key as well...