Sex in the '60s

Most of our bloggers are too young to remember the '60s and don't realize what it was like growing up in those days. They hear about the Summer of Love, hippies and Woodstock in those pre-AIDS days and think it was one long orgy.

I was reminded of that when I saw a story that a poll of 3000 women between the ages of 18 and 24 showed they had an average of 5.65 partners between 2000 and last year. In the '60s, it was 1.67 and by the 70s increased to 3.72 and by the '90s was just under five. Only eight per cent of today's women said they had more than 10 partners by their mid 20s.

So you can see the '60s wasn't the era of free love that it is often now portrayed to be. The problem was that abortion was still illegal (Roe vs. Wade was in 1973 although New York had legalized it before then) and the pill wasn't invented until the mid 60s and in the early years had a lot of side effects.

So for young women, sex risked pregnancy, which was still taboo for young women and illegal abortions were dangerous. One of my wife's college classmates died in an illegal abortion. So it was the era when foreplay (I actually think some of today's young people miss the joys of foreplay because they go straight to sex) and petting were much more common than having sex.

Of course, the pill and legal abortion freed up women to be able to experience their sexuality without the fear of pregnancy but that wasn't the case in the '60s. Now compared to how repressed things were in the '50s (married couples always slept in separate twin beds on TV), the times were changing in the '60s. But not as fast as people think they were.

Don't know if this interests today's women but I thought I'd pass it along.

FD

Staying Healthy

Since a lot of women appear to read this blog, I thought I'd pass something along I saw in the paper today. Researchers in Spain say one in three cases of breast cancer are preventable. It says one woman in eight gets the disease.

The researchers say that 25 to 30 per cent of breast cancer cases could be avoided if women were thinner and exercised more.

The researchers add that women shouldn't blame themselves for the disease because gender, age and family history (the three major risk factors) can't be controlled.

"It is incredibly difficult to isolate specific factors. Therefore women should in no way feel they're responsible for developing breast cancer,'' said one women researcher.

But another said they can't ignore the links between lifestyle and breast cancer. "If we know there are healthier choices, we can't not recommend them just because people might misinterpret the advice and feel guilty. If we are going to prevent breast cancer, then this message needs to get out, particularly to younger women.''

One key is not getting overweight in the first place because they're not sure if women who lose weight can lower their risk to the level of a woman who was never overweight.

They also said that drinking more than two drinks of alcohol a day can boost the risk by four or 10 per cent.

I know many women struggle with their weight so I don't want to go there, (and I need to lose at least 15 to 20 pounds myself so I'm in no position to lecture on the subject), but most people can at least do more walking.

Anyway, I got the message out. Do with it what you want.

FD

Looking Back on Your Wedding

The Washington Post recently posed the question of whether couples who had a big wedding would just take a check if they had to do it all over again instead of spending on the wedding.

The discussion then morphed into talk by couples about various aspects of their weddings. Some still thought it was perfect all these years later regardless of whether it was big or small. They particularly liked the idea they got to see friends and relatives who don't usually get together. Others wished it had been smaller. Others wished it had been bigger. Others said they wish they had done it for themselves instead of bowing to pressure of parents.

Anyway, I thought it was an interesting discussion so I thought I'd pose the question to our married readers. Would you change anything about your wedding looking back or was it a dream day you will never forget?

Your thoughts.

FD

Dressed for a Spanking

The idea for this post started with a March 13 post by Hermione (hermionesheart.blogspot.com) called Bedtime in which she put up a picture from hawtness.com of a woman dressed in full pajamas with a back drop opened that exposed her butt.

Hermione speculated that they'd be good for a spanking and I posted that wouldn't most spankos prefer to be undressed for a spanking. She replied that it's sometimes most exciting to be fully clothed except for the target area.

Then another blogger emailed me to suggest I post the question so I will. How do you prefer your spankings? Just your butt exposed. Exposed from the waist down or fully exposed? And how does the guy in your life like you dressed or undressed for a spanking?

So there's the question. I would appreciate your thoughts on the topic. I guess I should include the possibility of being fully clothed for a spanking although I would think that would be the least favorite option.

Your thoughts?

FD

Lisa's Training Chapter 10

This is the latest installment in my series about the training of Lisa, a hard-charging executive in the boardroom who was trained as a submissve and has been collared as a slave by her Master. Let me know if you enjoy the chapter and want the series to continue. The first nine chapters can be found in my archives.

Lisa's Training Chapter 10

Lisa couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Her Master and the stranger she had been ordered to expose her tits to were discussing her as if she weren't sitting at the restaurant table listening to them.

And they were discussing such intimate things that she was getting red faced and felt humiliated. But she knew she had to accept the situation because she had to submit to her Master. And the more humiliated she felt, the wetter she got. Her pussy would always betray her.

What she didn't know was that the stranger in the restaurant was one of Master's best friends, which is why he was being so candid. He talked to the stranger about what a natural submissive she was and how enjoyable it was to train her her to submit while bringing her submissive side to a new level. He kept pushing her to do more things for him and she would always obey. He also enjoyed bringing out her submissive side because she's an executive in her company who is used to being in charge on the job. She shows that strong women in the workplace can be submissive in the bedroom.

Still, she was having trouble with the concept of exposing herself to the limo driver and the driver and showing her unshaved pits to the waiter. But after initially protesting, she had agreed to obey even though she knew she would be punished for not agreeing immediately to do what she was told. She knew she was not allowed to protest or debate with her Master. Her job was to obey. And there were consequences if she didn't. She had been trained to obey immediately.

She also blushed as the Master told the stranger how much she liked to swallow his cum. It was a submissive act that she virtually craved. And how much she loved ass play. He noticed right away that it was more of a turn on for her when he played with her ass than with her tits.

Her Master told the stranger that she had spent the evening with a butt plug in her ass and that she loved the feeling of fullness it gave her. Best of all, she liked it when he took the plug out and she was freshly stretched and then he plunged her cock into her butt. And kept pulling it almost out and jamming it right back in her again. It almost always led to an explosive orgasm. She loved being fucked in the ass.

She also was turned on by the spankings he gave her except when he used the crop. She admitted she was afraid of him when he had the crop in his hand because the crop stung so much when it hit her butt and always left marks. And if it hit her thighs instead of her butt, she had to bite her lips to keep from crying out in pain. It was always much more painful for her when she was beaten on her thighs than on her butt. She knew she was expected to endure the beatings without making a lot of noise.

And she got so wet that he enjoyed pushing his fingers inside her cunt, coating them with her juices and then making her smell them and lick the juices off her fingers. He also tasted her juices himself at times because she was so tasty.

He then told the stranger that he could taste her right now since he was sitting next to her at the restaurant table and it would be easy to reach under the table and stick his fingers into her.

She was startled when she heard her Master say that. She couldn't believe he was going to let the stranger stick his fingers in her in a public place. Without thinking, she said, "Huh?'' But then her Master sent her a stern glance and she knew she had made a mistake. She had to submit to her Master's wishes. She knew instantly she had displeased him and she apologized. He simply said she knew there would be a punishment for that. She said, "Yes, Master.''

He then told her to spread her legs and she did. The next thing she knew, the stranger had his hand under the table, moved her thong aside and plunged a finger in her. And then a second one. But he didn't just pull them out. He massaged her insides and then found her G spot and caressed it gently. Her body couldn't help reacting from the stimulation. She wasn't happy that a stranger was allowed to put his fingers inside her, but she felt herself getting wetter and she was on the verge on panting, but she tried to control herself. Her Master just smiled because he knew she wanted an orgasm, but she wasn't going to get one. And even she didn't want to cum in a public place. But her body wanted it.

The stranger than took his fingers out of her and sniffed them as if he were sniffing a fine wine. Lisa watched and hoped nobody in the restaurant noticed what he was doing. She felt so humiliated as he licked his fingers and tasted her juices, but yet she was still so wet. The stranger told her Master that her juices were tasty. He smiled and said he should bottle them like a fine perfume.

Her Master then invited the stranger to come with them to his place where he could give her a thorough inspection. Oh, she felt so embarrassed. This stranger was now going to get more access to her body to do who knows what. But she tried to keep smiling. She knew she couldn't protest even though she didn't like her Master sharing her. She wanted to belong just to him. But she had to make him happy. She had to follow his wishes.

He face felt flushed as the three of them headed towards the limo. The stranger got in first and sat in the middle of the back seat. Her Master then told her to drape herself over his lap. She knew what that meant. He was serious about the stranger giving her a spanking. She preferred that her Master spank her, but she knew she had no choice in the matter. She had to give Master what he wanted. To make things worse, she knew the limo driver would see her spanked, but she knew she had to accept it if she wanted to be his slave. Being his slave was an all or nothing matter. He had told her that once she accepted his collar, she had to obey or she would lose the collar. She couldn't bear that thought or even the thought of displeasing him.

The stranger slid her thong off of her and then told her to spread her legs and jammedthe thong inside her so it would be soaked with her juices. He then pulled the wet thong out of her and told her to open her mouth and pushed them inside her mouth. That would serve as a gag to keep her quiet during the spanking. The stranger had a surprise for her. Inside his suit jacket, he had a ruler. This was going to be a harsh spankin and it had all been planned in advance, but Lisa didn't know that. It would end only when her butt was red or they arrived at her Master's place. It depended on what happened first.

And he told her to keep his legs spread. He would be checking to see how wet the spanking made her. Lisa was a jumble of emotions. She was going to be spanked in front of a limo driver by a stranger. The only thing that could console her was the fact that she knew her Master wanted this and she was making him happy.

The stranger then lifted her dress and started to beat her bare ass. Twenty swats on one buttock and then 20 on the other one. And then back to the first. And he kept repeating it. Over and over and over again. He started slowly and she had no trouble absorbing that but then the blows became harder and faster. Only the thong in her mouth and the fact she was biting her lip kept her from crying out. This was different from a spanking by her Master. This was by a stranger. In front of another stranger, the limo driver who could watch from his rear view mirror. The blows kept raining down on her ass cheeks. She didn't know how much more more she could take. She always liked ass play, but she hadn't had one like this from her Master. The blows even jammed the butt plug deeper in her ass, which felt like it was on fire. It burned.

Just then the limo came to a stop. They were at her Master's place. The stranger started to gently rub her ass, but even touching it was painful.

She then heard her Master congratulate her for pleasing him. That suddenly made it all worth it. She knew she had pleased her Master. That's what counted. The stranger then pulled down her dress and helped her up as the limo driver opened the door. She was shaky as she got to her feet and then she heard her Master say to the stranger that he thought he would enjoy inspecting her. She had forgotten about the inspection he had mentioned.

How much more was she going to have to endure tonight to please her Master? She would soon find out. She knew that pleasing him was her reward for being a good girl and obeying him and submitting to him. She knew she would do what she was told to do. But she knew it wasn't going to be easy. She knew she was going to be pushed to her limits -- and possibly beyond.

The End

Cuming on Her Face

I was recently reading a January post on discerningdom.blogspot.com about the joys of cuming on a woman's face.

He wrote, "When you come on a woman's face, she can see you do it, and feel it too, and her face registers her emotions. I've seen a kind of beatific smile on the face of a woman who's just been ejaculated on, an expression of profound pleasure and satisfaction, even wonderment. It's as if the semen spurted on her is a kind of tribute to her desirability, a kind of offering, and one she is gratified and honored to receive. It's a tangible, very visual and tactile proof that the man wanted her so much that he lost control of himself at the moment of climax. I think women very much enjoy that sense, that they can excite a man to the point here he has to come, he just can't hold himself back.''

So I thought I'd ask our readers. Does your man come on your face very often and do you like it if or when he does?

Your thoughts.

FD

Marriage Ref

Did you watch the new show "Marriage Ref'' Sunday night. I missed it but the premise I read about sounded interesting. Jerry Seinfeld was having a fight with his wife over something silly in front of a guest who was about to excuse himself. Jerry said don't leave, we need a ref. I don't want to talk about this for three hours. The wife said that's a TV show. Seinford can't remember what they were arguing about.

So they sold the idea to NBC and the whole premise is that married couples argue about silly things -- like whether the dining room table is just for Thanskgiving or the husband can use it for a poker game. Not the big stuff like, say, sex and money. And then they have a marriage ref to arbitrate. The concept has already been sold to foreign companies so our friends in Australia will be able to see their version.

If you watched the show, I'd be curious about your reaction. And don't we all have silly fights fights with our spouses and think when it's over, why did we fight about that? Do you agree?

Your thoughts?

P.S. Speaking of TV shows, the final show of the Bachelor is tonight and the guy picks from he final two. There are web sites that have revealed the winner but I can't remember which one it is. I've written about this show before but it continues to fascinate me that it gets good ratings because the couples never stay together. I just watch the last 15 minutes of the last couple of shows in each series to see the loser go home crying like she (or he on the Bachelorette) has just lost the love of her/her life when they barely know each other.

Also, if you have HBO, Katie Morgan will have a 30-minute show on the History of Porn Thursday at 11 p.m. She's a porn actress but she's actually funny (or has good writers) and the show is kind of fascinating pointing out that as soon as the movie camera was invented, porn was a popular topic. Also, Morgan is nude during the show and the strange thing is that after a while, it's no big deal because she's not doing anything erotic but is standing there talking. She shows nudity can become routine. Really!!!

FD