Working on My Technique

They were her breasts, and most of the women that I have been with referred to their breasts as “their boobs” or “their girls”, and some just called them their left breast and their right breast, but Tatiana gave each one of hers, their own name.  Tatiana called her left boob Ekaterina and her right boob she called Sergei.  She said that she named them after the world champion figure skating pair, which she loved to watch.  Tatiana has a spectacular pair of breasts, which I would consider to be world class, but she did not want this to be her personality trait.  I am a breast guy, I really love breasts, and I like em big or small, perky or slightly saggy, or real or surgically enhanced, as boobs are incredibly awesome, and they’re a lot of fun to play with, but you have to know what you are doing.

I have learned to mix it up, because Tatiana told me that she doesn’t like it when a guy latches on and just keeps on sucking, as that makes her feel like she is a cow, feeding her young and she said it feels like a sucking machine is stuck on her boob.  The other thing she told me that turned her off was a gut kneading her breasts, like he is handling bread dough.  I know enough to use my tongue and give it a few licks and also that I have to work my hands into the mix.  It is surprising that if you ask a woman how she likes it, most of them will be honest with you and even throw in a few pointers, OK that was a pun.  Knowing the right breast and nipple stimulation always enhances sexual arousal, so I am always willing to invest some time with this type of play.  Tatiana did have one quirk about her breasts, as she felt that Sergei was slightly larger than Ekaterina and that is why she gave her right boob the masculine name.

I never noticed any difference between her boobs, but I encouraged her to talk about her breasts and I enjoyed helping her measure them at times.  Talking about Tatiana’s breasts seemed to turn on both of us because her nipples would get so hard and a big part of me was also.  I learned not to zero in on her nipples, because she said that they were always sensitive, so I would massage above and stroke the bottoms and the sides while I was kissing her lips, her ears and working my way down to her lovely neck.  When I thought Tatiana was ready, I would make a move for the dark-colored circle that surrounded her nipples, better known as her areolas.  I would stroke her nipples and then circle my fingers around her areolas.  I watched her face while she smiled and I knew just when she wanted my mouth on her nipples and I always knew that Sergei should get as much attention as Ekaterina.  We never got into any of that nipple clamp stuff and I think it is more exciting by staying real.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #350 that uses the picture Lovers by Harry Hollard, 1982.

One with Nature

Alexandra Sophie is a French artist and photographer, who was born in 1992.  She grew up in the Franche-Comté countryside and she discovered photography during her childhood using disposable cameras.  Due to sickness, Alexandra had to stop school and she became a self-taught photographer that loves to make magic with a camera.  Her work focuses on young girls, and she likes to shoot them in natural surroundings with a natural light.  Alexandra lives in a world of fairytales and she likes to believe that in everyone there resides softness, love, dreams and innocence.  Her fine art work questions identity in all forms, human kind and its relations with the environment, sexuality, as well as age and growing up.

Alexandra has found a subject that she cares about and she puts her whole heart into her work, so others can feel her compassion.  She is able to place these beautiful models in unique playful poses that looks so natural and spontaneous.  In this photo above, she is using a technique that she calls the sleep pose where she positions the semi naked girl on her side with her elbows bent so her hands can be placed in front of her face.  To get the look, she needs to ask her model to lie totally still, and this is no easy task with all of the plant life that she surrounds the girl with.  This pose gives off a timeless appeal, that is especially useful for tapping into a dreamy, nostalgic mood.  When Alexandra is not taking pictures, her favorite thing to do is picking flowers while she is wandering through the forest and she uses these flowers to adorn the girl’s hair.  Some of her pictures have an exotic flare, but all of her nude photography is tastefully done.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #348.

I’ve Got the World on a String

‘I’ve Got The World on a String’ was composed by Harold Arlen, and the lyrics were written by Ted Koehler.  This song was written for the twenty-first edition of the Cotton Club series which opened on October 23, 1932, the first of the Cotton Club Parades.  The 21st edition of the Cotton Club Parade was the second production that the songwriting team of Koehler and Arlen wrote for New York’s Cotton Club.  They had one outstanding number from each Parade that went on to be a hit, which was an impressive achievement.  The Harlem Cotton Club closed in 1936, moving to a new location on Broadway and 48th Street, which closed in 1940.  American jazz singer Aida Ward was the first one to perform this song live, but she never recorded it.  The song was recorded and popularized by Cab Calloway who had a #18 hit in 1932.   Frank Sinatra’s single was released on June 15, 1953 which reached #14 on the charts and in 1956 he put this song on his compilation album, This Is Sinatra!.

In Frank Sinatra’s hit song ‘My Way’, he states “Regrets, I’ve had a few”, and this might be about his career back in early 1953, where Sinatra hit bottom.  He couldn’t get a record contract, and he could not even get booked into a nightclub at this time.  It was bad, he was broke, lost his fans, lost his voice, lost his agent, lost his movie contract, lost his TV show and lost his record label.  The singer once said that he wished he had stayed with Nancy Barbato, whom he married in 1939, but instead he dumped the mother of his three children to be with Ava Gardner, and because of Frank’s fame many women made themselves readily available to him.  Gardner and Sinatra seemed to enjoy a lot of the same things, like jazz, alcohol and sex and they were both insecure and dreaded being alone.  A photo capturing them together was taken and it was printed in magazines and newspapers, which caused Frank to fall out of favor with his more conservative fans who criticized him for being unfaithful to his wife and for being unfaithful to her with a woman who was considered by them as morally questionable.  The negative publicity led him on a downward spiral that only recovered after he landed the role of Private Angelo Maggio in the 1953 movie From Here to Eternity.  Frank and Ava wed, but their union lasted two years, however despite their split, Gardner used her influence to help Frank get this part.

When you have the world on a string, you feel happy and confident because things are going your way and it seems like everything will work out for you, because you are in complete control of what is going on in your life.  Instead of having someone or something pulling your strings, things will just fall into your lap, they will drop from the skies, and all things will turn out to be marvelous.   The world seems different when you are in love, you’re sitting on a rainbow and life is beautiful, as long as you have a hold on the string.

I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I’m in love!
I’ve got a song that I sing

I can make the rain go, anytime I move my finger
Lucky me, can’t you see, I’m in love
Life is a beautiful thing, as long as I hold the string
I’d be a silly so and so, if I should ever let go

I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world, what a life, I’m in love
Life is a beautiful thing, as long as I hold the string
I’d be a silly so and so, if I should ever let go
I’ve got the world on a string, sittin’ on a rainbow
Got the string around my finger
What a world
Man this is the life
And now I’m so in love!

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #347.

She Comes in Colors

A rainbow followed her like she was a unicorn.  Some people chased after the rainbow looking for a pot of gold, but even when it rained on her parade, she knew that the rainbow was sure to follow.  She never went over the rainbow, but she did catch a rainbow trout one day.  Her radiant beauty allows her to emanate rays like a rainbow, she shoots her colors all around, like a sunset going down.  When she reaches her orgasm, she comes in colors and it is indescribable.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #346.

Oddly Curious

Jeff said, “I really like your new wheels Craig, this ride is far out.  The one thing that I don’t understand is why am I seeing this crescent moon that is straight ahead of us, but when I look in the rear-view mirror, I can see the same moon only reversed in angle and it is black instead of being white.  How can the moon be ahead of us and behind us at the same time?   Mirror images are usually seen as being flipped horizontally, and not vertically, so “Food” in the mirror, would reads as “dooF”, with the letters being backwards, but the reality is that the mirror isn’t flipping things horizontally or vertically at all, it’s actually flipping them along the z direction.  Why would the mirror invert the image colors, that makes the least sense of all?”  Craig replied, “I think that you may be flipped in the z direction, as I told you to only to take one of those green and purple pills.”

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #345.

Newest Ventilators

An increasing number of U.S. Covid-19 patients are surviving after they are placed on mechanical ventilators, which is a last-resort critical care measure that is easy to use and can be utilized in invasive or non-invasive modes.  A new full-featured model gives the patients more comfort by showing them an image of their skeletal system along with these butterflies floating elegantly around to stimulate their lungs to take in more oxygen.  This idea came from Muhammed Ali who coined the phrase “float like a butterfly”.  The flight of the butterfly was diagnosed and it was found to be bumpy as it moved through the air, with lots of ups and downs as it pushed itself forward and this turbulent movement was found to work well for avoiding predators, because as they ducked and weaved, it becomes harder to catch them.

These butterflies have been coded to defend themselves against the coronavirus which enters into the lungs and affects the respiratory track and they are able to stimulate the production of pulmonary ventilation by working in conjunction with your lung muscles.  The primary advantage of these new units is to keep the patients occupied with the graphics, so the ventilators can deliver uninterrupted breathing support which the patients can tolerate.  Patients that have been put on these new ventilators are able to talk and they seem to exhibit less symptoms of gasping for breath.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #344.

Sex in Space

I thought that title would get me more readers than a saxophone in space.  NASA astronauts are only allowed so much space for their personal items, but Jessica Meir wanted to play her saxophone while she was on the International Space Station.  It must have been fun for her floating in zero gravity while playing the instrument.  I wonder what song she was playing?  Jessica likes to keep moving, you know she’s never gonna stop moving, because she’s rolling, she’s the rolling stone.  And when she wakes up, it’s a new morning, the sun is shining, it’s a new morning and she is going, she is going home.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #341.

The Way That You Smile

I have a picture which is pinned to my wall.  It is an image of you and of me and we’re laughing and loving it all.  Every time I see your face, it reminds me of the places we used to go.  I picture us getting old sitting by the fireplace with you still wearing your birthday suit, holding on to me for warmth.  You have replaced my pictures of Lily and that is a good thing, since she has been dead since 1929.  The photographs that I have of you are not enough, as you are wild and free and the pictures don’t move like you do.  I can’t get any lovin’ from a photograph, but the photos that I have of you are something that remind me of us, and I hope that I don’t have to spend the rest of my life just wishing that we will one day be together again.  Come back soon honey.

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #340.

Billy Goat

I liked the picture, so I went looking for a song to go along with it and I found ‘Billy Goat Run’ by an artist that I never heard of before.  It is the last song on the second side of her album Meet Anna Black, which was released in 1968.  I couldn’t find much information on Anna Black, but I did read that her real name is Barbra Anne McMillan and she wrote under the name of A. Blakke.  Meet Anna Black was her first album, it contains 12 songs, and 9 of them were written by her.  It is out of print and it was never issued on CD.  According to the liner notes on this album, she was born in Oklahoma City, and she is part Chickasaw Indian.  James Burton plays on ‘Thinkin’ About My Man’ and supposedly Ginger Baker plays on a song, but I was not able to find out which one that was.  Burton also played on Anna Black’s second album that was released in 1969 Thinking About My Man.  Her latest album is titled The House That BAM Built and it was released on October 27, 2010.

I liked this song so much, that I spent hours searching for information on Anna Black, unfortunately I was unsuccessful.  I listened to this song over and over again to get the lyrics, because they were not listed anywhere.  I may have some of them wrong, but this is the way I heard them.  I hope that you enjoy this song as much as I do and if you know anything about Anna Black, then please write back to me.

Hey, hey now
I say Billy goat
What you been a runnin now
Hey aha
Hey, hey now
I say Billy goat
What you been a runnin now
If my mama gets her hands on you
Hey, hey now
Billy goat a run
Your gonna end up in a Billy goat stew
Hey, hey now
Come Billy goat a run
You told my mama a whole lot of lies
Well now my daddy found big long johns in the middle of town
All over the ground
All over the ground yeah
Billy, Billy goat a run
Hey now, now
Billy goat a run
Hey now, now
Saw a Billy goat a run
Hey
Billy goat a run
Hey, hey now
Billy, Billy goat a run
Hey now, now
Billy goat a run
Hey now, now
Oh a Billy goat a run
Hey
Billy goat a run
Hey
Hey now woo
Aum a Billy goat run
Hey now Billy
Oh a Billy goat a run
Hey
Ha um
Ha um
A Billy goat
A Billy goat
Where are you hiding your shit, you damn goat now
You been a runnin
inaudible
Hey now a Billy goat running
Billy running now
Billy running now
Hey nowwwwww a Billy goat running
Hey now, now Billy, Billy running
Hey now, now watch the Billy running
The Billy running, running hey
I know it was you that got into the barn
Hey now the Billy’s gonna run
I’m thinking to myself inaudible song
Hey now the Billy’s gonna run
I want to know all of a sudden someone left the barn door
A lot of our gals are running hog wild
They’ll be burning up their supper
A lot of big gals a lot of big gals
Billy goat runnin
Hey now, now Billy goat run
You better hey now
Cause you keep a running
Hey um hmm
Hey, heyyyyyy a Billy goat runnin
Hey now, now Billy goat a running

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #339.

Nice Painting

Butts are like tits, except you can grab them in public.  They are mounds of flesh and sometimes I just can’t keep my hands off of them.  Being able to grab my chick’s ass, establishes a connection between us.  Yes, it is a sexual obsession for me, and many people become fixated on certain body parts, but as long as this practice is legal, people are going to be grabbing ass.  Feeling a cushion of flesh is a good place to start and this erotic trigger can lead to more intimate touching behavior.  There are boob men and leg men, however I have always been a butt man and most girls seem to like it.

There is no denying that I am a derrière dude and I love to sneak up behind my girl and get some of that butt.  Butts are hot, especially when a girl knows how to shake her booty.  I know that I am not the only one who appreciates this, as there are a lot of songs devoted to a woman’s backside, like Ike and Tina Turner ‘Shake a Tail Feather’, Howlin’ Wolf ‘Back Door Man’, Queen ‘Fat Bottomed Girls’, KC and the Sunshine Band ‘(Shake, Shake, Shake) Shake Your Booty’, and Sir Mix-A-Lot ‘Baby Got Back’. 

Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Nekneeraj’s Photo Challenge #337.