V.L.O.G. Valentino’s Life Orgasmic Graciousness

I believe that majority of first time viewers of pornography are onrdinary normal kids or people who got curious, egged on by some friends, or simply want to get off by visual and auditory stimulation when the real thing cannot be availed by any reason whatsoever.  Bad for them, good for the older generation.

For today’s viewers, they might be thinking the people there are normal psychologically. The performers in it are either sex addicts, victims, or outright loonies. Yeah, I know some porn stars are pretty normal. I’ve visited Asia Carrera’s blog and she sounded pretty normal to me.  But, as I’ve sampled more in these past years of my long gone youth, the actors in them are unfortunately mentally disturbed that a pervert will not care to notice. They need psychological help. I hope the government or a philanthropist will put up a center for treating the mental health of porn actors.

Young voyeurs see the usual sex staple in DVDs and Websites that you and I don’t do under natural circumstances. Take for instance, pulling out and ejaculating on a partner’s face.  Is that what a man really wants to do when he is at the height of his pleasure?

I get stimulated by the beauty of my woman’s body. The sheer power of nakedness makes me weak and strong simultaneously. As I thrust faster and faster, I kiss her lips, look at her reddening face, thrust harder, see her partially closed eyes and open mouth and waiting for my soup for her to taste. I grab her hips for more power thrusts, the curves themselves make my heart go into overdrive. Then I hear her wild voice telling me to give it up, is just too much. I burst inside my woman with so much force she tells me afterward it was like her vagina was pummeled by liquid bullets. I wouldn’t want to pull out!

These directors or cameramen would have me stare at penetrations for like twenty to thirty minutes (I haven’t really timed it, but it took unbearably long.). It can be a turn on to look at your partners genitals joined with your own once in a while, but to look at it that long, we don’t do that.

The sexiest part of any person is not the sexual organs. I recall a scene in the film Van Wilder: Party Liaison, where the frat boy groupie said to a boy’s girlfriend, “We bumped uglies. It was the best ten seconds, ever!”  Maybe ugly is a strong word but most men prefer to look at their woman’s face than ‘there’.

When I was on top of Crissie, I smelled the aroma of her face, and look into her eyes as my hips put in what she wanted again and again. I hold her face with my two hands, elbows under her arms, her Cup C boobs parted by my muscular chest, I heard her every breath and whelp as she enjoyed our bonding. I lapped her face with my long flat tongue, triggering an orgasm in her by sheer facial kinkiness.

I’d rather stare at my lover’s face, giving her my full attention. Some of my exes freaked out on that. Maybe seeing my big dark eyes while being lovemade, just looking down on Jacqueline, with whom I have a daughter, was too much. She slapped me once. But she came anyway. Her Venus squeezed my longevity so tight I stopped feeling it for like ten seconds.

And the hugging and cuddling after, I’ve never seen any videos where the sex partners did just that. It looked as if everything there was just an instrument. I love to hug and kiss my woman on her cheeks, forehead, lips, chin, neck, and ears (This tickled them, “Stop it, Tom”, they’d gush.) while I’d force the last drop out of My Apollo in her. It is my habit also to smell her face, sniffing her like some bloodhound. A woman’s face has a fragrance that is far superior to any makeup or perfume, especially during and after sex. She is like a flower inviting honeybees to pollinate her.

As for the bold flicks in my time, they actually showed foreplay, licking the Venus Delta, coming inside not out, sometimes coming on the pubic hair or the navel probably to avoid pregnancy (my modus as well), kissing and hugging before and after. Or maybe those were the kind of videos the local rental store had. Judging by the film quality, setting, even the hairstyles of the actors, those were the 60’s and 70’s bold films that the older generation enjoyed and were probably taught by them. A very far cry from today. 

If you’re looking for something to spice up your evening, for me, an R-rated or Unrated, film will do. Better if it had a love story plot. They may be closer to reality than those flooding the net.