On a very special subject.
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reynardoIt's one of the most intimate and personal acts one human being can perform on another. It's something done (in a primitive fashion) by animals, but has reached its point of perfection in certain circles. And I do it myself, frequently.
I have to be honest here and say that it has led in more than one instance in my life to further things. After all,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lederhosen and I did it the first night we met, and I ended up married to him. And he almost insisted that my due performance of this special act be written into the marital vows!
The first time can be quite painful if both parties aren't very very careful. It's often best to start at the bottom and proceed with longer and longer strokes until the entire length is engulfed, and then pay particular attention to the head. Due care must be taken to avoid scratching or tearing the skin on the top, as it can often be quite fragile from lack of attention. Scritchling, light rubbing and massage is also a good way to get the blood flowing, and will cause the lucky recipient to feel quite relaxed. However, care must be taken if one pays too much attention to the sensitive skin on the sides - it can be quite a turn-on if done right but distracts from the glory of the act itself.
And don't be fooled by thinking that size is important. Length is nice, and the thicker the better, as then you can give hours of attention just stroking and playing with it. But those whose length isn't that spectacular, or where the thickness has diminished, will still appreciate some short, firm strokes - enough to make it stand upright even.
No matter what, though, cleanliness is essential. No-one wants to run their hands over grubby smelly ick. More importantly, the implements you play with must be kept clean. It's always a good idea to clean them when going from one person to another, and it is possible to pass on diseases with the sharing of toys and implements of gratification. Lice particularly will transmit through uncleaned implements, and no-one wants to get a "massage" with something still retaining a smear of the last recipient's personal essence.
I wasn't thinking the first time I did it to the man who is now my husband. I just couldn't help offering, and I wanted to do it with him so badly. It's odd - there's not many people I like doing it to me. I prefer my own touch, the way my hands work, better than most strangers. It takes someone very special to finish me off the way I prefer and leave me satisfied and smooth afterwards. I can remember one evening in Melbourne where I was happily servicing my friends, until one lovely friend took it out of my hands and made me receive instead of giving.I sat in front of her and moaned loudly, in a state of pure bliss as she stroked and smoothed and lavished attention on me. I believe I shivered with utter pleasure as she tended to my aching need. Her attentions were so devoted that we queried her later on whether she was using that to make a pass at me.
Of course, in the old days, it was considered so very very rude to do it in public. My own mother was horrified to find I was performing this act of self-gratification on the train on the way into work. It's not unusual to find the girls ducking off to the bathroom to do it in a bit more privacy. However, as every town and village and suburban shopping centre has a place where you can pay a beautifully-coiffed woman to do it for you now, it can't be that much of a taboo. If you prefer self-satisfaction, it's possible to buy plenty of do-it-yourself implements ranged in their brightly coloured plastic glory in packets on the walls, or more discretely in "natural" shades.
So it's off to Melbourne later today, and I'll be taking my devices and "massagers" and with any luck I'll get to use them. I promised at least one other redhead that I would, and the beautiful girlfriend, and of course my husband will be demanding his marital services.
Who would have thought hairbrushing would be such bliss?
I have to be honest here and say that it has led in more than one instance in my life to further things. After all,
lederhosen and I did it the first night we met, and I ended up married to him. And he almost insisted that my due performance of this special act be written into the marital vows!The first time can be quite painful if both parties aren't very very careful. It's often best to start at the bottom and proceed with longer and longer strokes until the entire length is engulfed, and then pay particular attention to the head. Due care must be taken to avoid scratching or tearing the skin on the top, as it can often be quite fragile from lack of attention. Scritchling, light rubbing and massage is also a good way to get the blood flowing, and will cause the lucky recipient to feel quite relaxed. However, care must be taken if one pays too much attention to the sensitive skin on the sides - it can be quite a turn-on if done right but distracts from the glory of the act itself.
And don't be fooled by thinking that size is important. Length is nice, and the thicker the better, as then you can give hours of attention just stroking and playing with it. But those whose length isn't that spectacular, or where the thickness has diminished, will still appreciate some short, firm strokes - enough to make it stand upright even.
No matter what, though, cleanliness is essential. No-one wants to run their hands over grubby smelly ick. More importantly, the implements you play with must be kept clean. It's always a good idea to clean them when going from one person to another, and it is possible to pass on diseases with the sharing of toys and implements of gratification. Lice particularly will transmit through uncleaned implements, and no-one wants to get a "massage" with something still retaining a smear of the last recipient's personal essence.
I wasn't thinking the first time I did it to the man who is now my husband. I just couldn't help offering, and I wanted to do it with him so badly. It's odd - there's not many people I like doing it to me. I prefer my own touch, the way my hands work, better than most strangers. It takes someone very special to finish me off the way I prefer and leave me satisfied and smooth afterwards. I can remember one evening in Melbourne where I was happily servicing my friends, until one lovely friend took it out of my hands and made me receive instead of giving.I sat in front of her and moaned loudly, in a state of pure bliss as she stroked and smoothed and lavished attention on me. I believe I shivered with utter pleasure as she tended to my aching need. Her attentions were so devoted that we queried her later on whether she was using that to make a pass at me.
Of course, in the old days, it was considered so very very rude to do it in public. My own mother was horrified to find I was performing this act of self-gratification on the train on the way into work. It's not unusual to find the girls ducking off to the bathroom to do it in a bit more privacy. However, as every town and village and suburban shopping centre has a place where you can pay a beautifully-coiffed woman to do it for you now, it can't be that much of a taboo. If you prefer self-satisfaction, it's possible to buy plenty of do-it-yourself implements ranged in their brightly coloured plastic glory in packets on the walls, or more discretely in "natural" shades.
So it's off to Melbourne later today, and I'll be taking my devices and "massagers" and with any luck I'll get to use them. I promised at least one other redhead that I would, and the beautiful girlfriend, and of course my husband will be demanding his marital services.
Who would have thought hairbrushing would be such bliss?
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Date: 2004-10-28 01:29 pm (UTC)Now I want to find someone with long hair to engage in mutual brushing with.
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Date: 2004-10-28 01:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-28 01:38 pm (UTC)longe, fluffee, perkee tailz...
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Date: 2004-10-29 05:22 am (UTC)Hairsex.
And remember when I made ropes of your hair, dear?
Edie
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Date: 2004-11-10 12:54 am (UTC)