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Archive-name Miscellkegeltxt

Friday, October 16th, 2009

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Kegal Exercises

Maybe it sounds too good to be true, but there’s now a simple,
foolproof way for men to boost their partners’ and their own
pleasure during lovemaking. And it doesn’t rely on aphrodisiacs or
drugs. Instead, it involves doing a set of easy to learn
pelvic-muscle exercises called Kegels (after Arnold Kegel, M.D.,
the gynecologist who developed them over 40 years ago). Women have
been practicing these moves for years to intensify their orgasms
and increase their partners’ stimulation. Now, sex therapists and
researchers have discovered that both partners can benefit sexually
when men do Kegels, too.

Kegel exercises both strengthen and tone the pubococcygeal (PC)
muscle-which runs from front to back in men’s and women’s
pelvises–as well as the surrounding pelvic muscles. The PC muscle
is what helps bring a man or woman to climax, and, along with other
pelvic muscles, it also controls urination.

In his recent book, “The New Male Sexuality (Bantam Books,
1992), psychologist Bernie Zilbergeld, Ph.D., claims that many of
his male patients who practiced pelvic-muscle contractions over
time reported increased sexual sensation and more intense orgasms.
That’s not all. Over the past 20 years, William Hartman, Ph.D., and
Marilyn Fithian, Ph.D., co-directors of the Center for Marital and
Sexual Studies in Long Beach, California, have prescribed Kegel
exercises to more than 1,300 male patients who were troubled by
erection problems. Most of the men who did the exercises as
prescribed reported firmer erections than before.

What’s more, nearly 200 of Dr. Hartman and Dr. Fithian’s male
patients who practiced Kegels learned to delay ejaculation,
enabling them to prolong sex to their own and their partner’s
satisfaction. And most surprising, 10 percent of these men were
eventually able to have multiple orgasms–that is, two or more
climaxes during a single act of intercourse before ejaculating.
(Orgasm and ejaculation don’t always occur simultaneously in men.)

With so many sexual benefits, Kegels are the perfect
“sexercises” for men as well as women to master. Besides helping to
create the physical conditions that enhance lovemaking, the
exercises can spice up sex in another way as well. “Partners can
take turns tightening their pelvic muscles during intercourse,”
explains Dr. Hartman. “Each will feel the other’s muscle contrac-
tions, which adds to the excitement.”

For a man who wants to learn how to perform Kegels, the first
step is locating the PC muscle. Here’s how: Some time when he has
the urge to urinate, he should sit on the toilet with his legs
spread, start to urinate, then try to stop the flow. (The PC muscle
is the one he squeezes to do this.) After restarting the flow, he
can practice stopping and restarting the stream of urine. It may
take several attempts to actually isolate the PC muscle–the
buttocks muscles have a tendency to kick in if the legs aren’t kept
wide.
When a man has familiarized himself with the sensation of
contracting the PC muscle, he’s ready to practice holding the
contractions. He should first try holding a contraction for several
seconds three or four times a day. Over the next few weeks, as he
continues doing Kegels, he can gradually increase the time of the
contraction until he is holding it for 10 to 15 seconds. Next, he
should alternate these Kegel holds with a series of short, quick
contractions. Dr. Hartman recommends that men gradually work up to
a daily routine of 100 quick PC contractions and five holds. (Women
who want to learn how to do Kegels should follow these same steps,
but they only need to do the long holds for five seconds; men,
however, need the 10- to 15-second hold for delaying ejaculation.)

After a few months of diligent practice, a man should be ready
to try using the Kegel hold during intercourse to delay ejacula-
tion. But first he must familiarize himself with the sensation
known as ejaculatory inevitability–the point at which he can no
longer hold back an ejaculation. He will feel an uncontrollable
urge to ejaculate as his prostate gland and seminal vesicles
contract. Once a man has developed an awareness of this sensation,
he can then learn to produce a PC contraction before he reaches
that point of no return. (Another option is for a man to try
practicing this technique on his own while masturbating.)

Most men can do Kegels anywhere, since they’re seldom aroused
by the exercises; women may want to practice Kegels in private
since for them, the increased blood flow to the pelvic region is
more likely to spark arousal. Continued over a lifetime, the
exercises can help men (and women) head off urinary incontinence
later in life. That plus greater arousal, enhanced orgasms and
longer-lasting sex make these some of the simplest, most beneficial
exercises a man or woman can do.

Archive-name Miscellerosia03txt

Friday, July 10th, 2009

Archive-author: David P. Thomas
Archive-title: Erosian Theory and Practice

Erosian Structure & Hierarchy

Erosian Hierarchy and Erosian Structure are closely
related. Both define and examine the proposed outline of
the growth of Temple and the lesser Temples. In this text,
we will examine Hierarchy and Structure, and in an
afterword, we will look toward possible growth of the
Temple in this year. (1989)

Erosian Structure

In the beginning there was the concept for The Temple of
Eros, a structures system of beliefs created for those who
followed the concepts of guiltless sexual activity and
physical self study. From this structure, grew a need to
develop further physical structures to define internal
sets within the Erosian following. From this reasoning
came the Temple of Eros and the Lesser Temples.

The Temple is the all encompassing body of Erosians who
study, follow and practice Erosian Theory. It is headed by
the High Priest or Priestess, and takes ultimate
responsibility for ritual, ceremony, and content of
Erosian Theory. Erosian Theory supports and studies all
forms of sexuality, with the exception of those mentioned
in the Erosian Code of Conduct. The Temple of Eros seeks
to break down the barrier of sexual guilt, frustration and
segregation, and works diligently to remove the labels
placed by society on those who do not conform to the
“normals” of sexuality.

Within the Temple of Eros, there are two recognized Lesser
Temples. These are the Temple of Sappho, and the Temple
of Satyr. The Temple of Sappho is a divison exclusively
for women, and is inclusive of all styles, forms and
orientations of women’s sexuality. The Temple of Satyr is
a division exclusively for men, and is inclusive of all
styles, forms and orientations of male sexuality. These
two lesser Temples support groups within themselves, known
in the structured format as sub-temples. These Temples are
created in order to more clearly define the subjects of
study available within these bodies of learning. In each
of the lesser temples, one initial sub-temple was formed
at creation. In the Temple of Satyr is housed the Temple
of Homos, devoted to the homosexual male study. In the
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Archive-name Miscellcolortxt

Saturday, June 20th, 2009

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Your Favorite Color is the Key to your Sexual Life

RED Tend to be tigers in the sack. They are easily aroused and
enjoy sex in every way imaginable. Once the sexual spark is
lighted, it may take hours to extinguish. When two Reds get
together, the ensuing erotica could make Lady Chatterley blush.
Lovers of Red tend to be the aggressors and weaker colors should
beware!

YELLOW If you tend to favor Yellow your sexual drivers are
complex and lean toward the adaptable. The favorite color of
homosexuals is Yellow! No don’t panic – not everyone who wears
Yellow is gay. In most cases the person will acquiesce to the
stronger partner’s desires in a passive manner. You will never
enjoy sex to the fullest, but you will never turn down an
invitation from someone you enjoy or admire.

PURPLE Lovers of the color Purple frequently consider
themselves too regal for a fun romp in the sack. Women sometimes
are the type who hate to muss their hair. Men are business-like
in their approach to lovemaking. In both sexes, Purple partners
are more concerned with their fulfillment than anyone else’s
gratification.

BLACK Black color preferences point to Black sex. These people
are the misfits of the sex world and seek out each other in
kinship. They tend to prefer perverted sex and are usually
masochistic or sadistic in nature. They are moody people and
often perform at their peak when under stress or during unhappy
times. Police psychiatrists claim that many sex offenders prefer
the color Black. And it is no coincidence that the uniform of
mobsters and teenaged gangs is Black attire.

GREEN Those who prefer Green are fresh and innocent in their
approach to sex. Women who love Green will make love like
virgins all of their life. And a man may always be a trifle
clumsy and awkward, but in a charming and endearing sort of way.
Green lovers are gentle, but not passionate. If chosen as a
mate, one will never need worry about infidelity.

PINK Persons who like Pink show a reluctance to mature in
sexual matters. Women tend to tease; to promise more than they
intend to deliver. In some cases, they flaunt their femininity -
but because they secretly hate men. A great percentage of
prostitutes boast entire lingerie wardrobes in Pink. Men who
like Pink are philanderers and flirts. They are the type who
will take three dates for the same evening and not keep one;
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Archive-name Miscellcarpentrtxt

Tuesday, June 16th, 2009

Archive-author: Neil Bernstein
Archive-title: John the Carpenter’s Tale

(c) Neil Bernstein 1993

One Sunday, driving Dolores’ truck back from a provisioning
trip, Pete stopped along the riverbank to watch a crew of panting
scullers labor their way against the current. Their slender craft
slipped around chunks of floating ice smoothly as a ballbearing
sliding down a greased track. Got all the time they need to do
that, he thought bitterly. Men who could go home to adoring wives
and get up the next morning to go to work.
In Lombard’s General Store he met old John buying feed for his
three geldings. The man’s belly nearly split his overalls as he
carried the sacks out to his car. Pete hid a chuckle.
“You come back for coffee now,” John bellowed.
Pete could see no reason to refuse him. He followed John’s
rusty truck up a series of gravel paths, shook hands with his
pretty wife. John eased himself into a great armchair. He bade
her serve them their coffee and an endless succession of snacks:
toast, honey, ham sandwiches, spiced drumsticks, maple candies,
pear cobbler…
When she was done serving she settled back on a kitchen stool
and nursed her baby. Pete watched her play with the suckling,
bouncing him gently on her knee. He knew, feeling the certainty
only the superstitious know, that it could not be John’s child.
John had been a carpenter for twenty years. One morning he
found the work too exerting and gave it up violently, pitching his
toolbox through the window of the house he was building. He tried
a variety of jobs after that, settling on delivering the Weekly
Argus. He sat long hours alone at the head of his kitchen table,
playing solitaire late into the night, gaining ten pounds a year.
He always left a half-finished puzzle set up in the living room.
Pete remembered the last time he’d been out to John’s house.
A selectman was giving Grandpa Goosehair some problems, badmouthing
him in town meeting. The old man wanted Pete to see if John could
dig up any incriminating tax information. John looked over
everyone’s tax forms, considered it his neighborly duty. He got so
he could do the arithmetic so quickly that everyone brought him
their crumpled forms: farmers who could only read with a certain
pair of spectacles they’d lost years and years ago, folks who could
read Latin but couldn’t be bothered with figures.
Pete’d got himself lost on nameless gravel tracks and had
arrived very late. The ex-carpenter’s wife had just finished
showering and now stood before a full-length mirror. Her hips were
swathed in fine linen, her arms left half-bare by a silk-finished
nightgown. She braided her hair and rubbed fine powder and oil
into her tremulous neck. John knelt on the parlor floor, his
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Archive-name Miscellpuretinytxt

Saturday, October 4th, 2008

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Purity Test – for REALLY low scores already

Newly Revised Purity Test

this is for those
with REALLY low Purity scores

This test has been designed for those people who already have low purity
test scores. You should only take this test if you have purity scores of
below 45%.

Why another version?

1) It is possible to get a score of about 45% simply by dabbling in each
category given in the 1000 question version. This test eliminates all of the
redundancies of asking if you have done something in several different
places… it skips right to the most disgusting, perverted and off-the-wall
questions.

2) So that those people who know they have low scores do not need to wade
through all of the questions on the latest version. This will lower the test
taking time from 3 hours to 30 minutes.

3) Doing this lets me put a `Y’ next to question number 999 of the 1000
question version.

Definitions: (for the innocent, naive, or too busy)

If you need definitions, then this test is not for you… please take a
different version.

And yes, technicalities count.

Ready? Then let the test… BEGIN!

————————————————————————-

1.masturbated while watching an R or X rated movie in public
(a theatre)?

2.had sex with someone whose name you still don’t know?

3.fantasized during sexual activity about somebody other than
the one present during sexual activity?
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Rod Sandy At The Beach

Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008

Sandy and Rod were enjoying thier first outing in a long time, wandering
along the beach in genial conversation, watching the seabirds skip and
dive for fish.
Rod fell back a ways, enjoying the view as Sandy’s pert little ass
wagged as she walked. He had always enjoyed her company, but these days
he was constantly preoccupied with her body whenever they got together.
He wanted her very badly, but she had never paid the slightest bit of
attention to any of his advances.
Suddenly they came upon a cleft in the rock. Rod was still behind her,
and bumped into her as she stopped suddenly.
Wondering what was up, he looked over her shoulder – and almost fell
over with surprise! Down in the crag, another couple had spread some
blankets out, and were fucking like crazy!
From this vantage point, the view was great, and they could easily see
the man’s turgid shaft, shiny with the woman’s juices, slipping easily and
rapidly into her soaking cunt.
After watching for a bit (and getting incredibly turned-on by this
surprise performance), Rod glanced at Sandy – and was stricken dumb again!
She stood there mesmurized by the sight, lips slightly parted in passion,
as her fingers, seemingly of thier own accord, slid her shorts and panties
aside, and started massaging her pussy!
Poor Rod wasn’t sure what to do! Here was his friend, whom he’d always
thought a bit of a prude, standing in the wide open, rubbing her cunt in
the open air for all to see, while watching another couple getting it on!
Never one to let opportunity pass, Rod moved behind her, wrapped his
arms around her, placing one hand over hers on her cunt and wrapping the
other under her rib-cage, he whispered gently that she ought to sit down
and get comfortable, and gently bumped the back of her knees, easing her
down.
Glancing about to see that they were now more-or-less secluded, he
worked one hand under her tight T-shirt, and began fondling her firm,
round breasts. Her nipples were hard as rocks, and as he started pinching
them, her legs parted. Taking his cue, he worked his middle finger into
her sopping snatch, smearing her juices around ans over her clit, which he
then proceeded to stroke lighty.
Suddenly she seemed to break out of her spell and realize what was going
on. She almost seemed ready to protest, but the feeling of Rod’s hand on
her cunt quickly changed her mind. Reaching back and grabbing his cock
through his shorts, she turned to face Rod. “I want to feel this thing
inside me”, she said to him in a husky voice.
“Sure thing babe”, he said, “but first I want a taste of your creamy
cunt!”, and so saying, he manoevered around her, worked her shorts and
panties off, and drove his tongue into her twat.
Swirling his tongue around, he sucked her steamy juices out greedily,
his lips massaging her lips while his tongue made occasional passes ovr
her clit. In no time at all, she was cumming, squeezing his head in her
thighs, as ograsm wracked her body.
When finally her climax subsided, she lifted Rod’s head, looked him dead
in the eye, and said, “That was wonderful, but I want to feel your COCK in
my cunt… NOW!”
Seeing the hunger in her eyes, Rod was only too willing to oblige.
Crawling atop her, he placed his cock at her opening and pushed gently…
Then suddenly she dug her fingernails into his ass, pushing him into her
forcefully! Her mouth hungrily sought his, and she was squirming beneath
him like an eel out of water!
Rod finally got that she was really out for a ride, so he started
fucking her with long, hard, fast strokes, his cock stiff as a board while
her tight pussy made squishy noises with each driving stroke.
Disengaging her mouth for a moment, she cried, “That’s it, you stud!
Fuck me! Pinch my tits! Drive that cock into me! I LOVE IT!!!”
With her cunt clutching his tool like a vice, Rod knew that he wouldn’t
be able to hang on much longer, so he redoubled his efforts to fuck her
fast and furious. Apparently this was what she needed, for with
animalistic groans, she suddenly threw her legs aroung him and started
cumming voilently, her cunt pinching hard on his shaft, and her pussy
gushing juices.
This was all Rod could take, and he drove deeply into her and began
spurting his own juices.
When finally it was all over, they lie together recapturing thier
breath, when Sandy said, “What’s that?” Looking down, they saw the other
couple, whom they had been watching, looking up at them – and aplauding!

Aussy

Monday, January 14th, 2008

“I hereby give myself over to chronic masturbation”, I announced to
myself. My words were chopped up in the ceiling fan and then fell dead in the
silent flat. Traveling alone to Cairns, Australia was exciting in one way. I
mean there is the barrier reef and islands and topless beaches. But in other
ways, such as at nine at night and being in a place where there were strict
blue laws, well it was not so exciting. But laying in bed and lubing my prick
with baby oil was giving me very little satisfaction. I felt restless. I had
to move.
That is why I ended up cruising the bars. One was sort of fun. I danced
with some women but nothing seemed to spark and the music and noise became too
much to bear. Finally I stumbled on the sidewalk of a storefront (oh yeah, I
guess I drank a few blue tinnies also) in which the window was blackened out.
It was about a block from the docks where the reef boats departed and it looked
deserted. There was an “ADULTS ONLY” sign on the painted black glass. I
decided to give it a shot. The inside was much cleaner and brighter than the
outside would have suggested. The walls were covered with racks which
contained soft porn magazines. Directly in front of me was a glass case which
contained various dildos and fake vaginas (one that even pulsated!). To the
right was a curtained entrance way which had a handwritten sign over top: FIVE
DOLLARS – ALL DAY. What really caught my eye was who was behind the counter.
I couldn’t believe that a woman who looked like that could work in such a
place. She appeared to be in her mid to late twenties, slender, with short
blonde hair. Contained in a loose string tie top were two perkie, firm looking
breasts. She was busy SEWING! of all things and every time she pulled the
thread there was a solid but definite tremor under her top. Her nipples stood
out as they rubbed against the fabric like the tips of two pinkie fingers.
“What does five dollars all day mean”, I interrupted her conversation and
pointed to the sign.
She looked up, her eyes were blue, and she smiled.
“Those are x-rated movies luv. They run all day. We’re not allowed to
have any of the hard stuff in print but it’s dinky di if we show movies.”
“O.K., I’ll take a ticket”, I said.
I handed her a fiver and she touched my hand for a moment.
“We usually don’t get young ones in here”, she said as she continued to
smile at me.
Out of fear I broke the contact but I still wished to bask in her
presence.
“Is that sewing your doing?” I asked.
“Ah Yeah. We have a live sex show coming up soon and I’m making the
costumes. It’s one week from now. You really ought to come if you are in
town.” She answered.
“Ah! That’s no good,” I say, “I’ll be flying back to Alice at the end of
the week.”
“That’s too bad, luv,” she said as she went back to her sewing.
Walking through the curtain was like walking through the entrance of a
cave. The room was dimly lit. Chairs and sofas were arranged in front of a
large screen television. Some men were sitting and drinking beers they had
…End of the part1. To be continued..

Archive-name Miscelljerichotxt

Sunday, December 9th, 2007

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Jericho Joy

As they collapsed, ringingly, to the bed, she nuzzled
the warmth of his elusive armpit and sussurrated with the
ecstasy of his glorious odor. “Baby,” she cried out to his
middleaged mass, “infant, child, sexually immature
Homo Sapiens!”
Aroused, he nibbled the fresh sweet hair between her newest
toes. “Oh, how I long for the days when I could gaze hungrily
into your unblinking third eye and be presented with a gift
of mucus!” He attached himself like a schnauzer with lockjaw
to her inner thigh and sucked the marrow from her lust-
crazed bones.
She ran her remaining fingers over the chitinous exoskeleton
of his collapsible love-stick, shifting him into third. Panting
with pleasure, he sniffed her unpulchritudinous vestigial
milk bottles. “Sweetheart, saccharine blood pump, tongue-nerve-
exciting fleshy blood-soaked hydraulic thing, no one, not
even the rain, has such small glands.”
Her blood seething with desire, she sank her angry yellow teeth
into the cartilage of his nose. Nearing his climax, he extruded
a tuning fork from his lower abdomen. As she plonked his G-string,
musical instruments at last sprouted from his erect, bleeding
earlobe. Crying out in pure, bloodthirsty joy, she blew
his trumpet three times.

And the walls came.

Archive-name Miscellfnorktxt

Thursday, October 25th, 2007

Archive-author:
Archive-title: Fnorking

A History of an Aberrent Sexual Contest

“Fnorking” is a colloquial term for contests involving females inserting
small dead animals into their vaginas. All known instances involving “fnorking”
have occurred on college campuses. The contests dealt with several females
competing to insert as many animals as possible into their vaginas, the winner
being the one able to insert more than any of the other contestants. The winner
of the contest was sometimes crowned the “fnork” queen.
The earliest known incidences of “fnorking” occurred in the late 1920’s.
The phenomenon seems to have been an outgrowth of the goldfish eating fad
prevalent at that time. Most goldfish eating contests involved college age
males consuming as many live goldfish as possible. The female collegians of
that time were less inhibited than preceding generations of females and
developed their own version of this fad. They held contests involving the
insertion of as many goldfish as possible. The goldfish were most often
inserted while live. Contest were held late at night in college dormitories,
although there is a report of one contest being held in broad daylight beside a
well stocked pond. This contest is said to have involved at least twenty-five
females and the winner was able to “consume” twenty-seven goldfish.
All known “fnorking” contests seem to have been held at exculsively female
colleges and universities, although, considering the segregation of males and
females at schools in this time period, this is not unusual. “Fnorking” seems
to have been an outgrowth of the general loosening of morals in the 20’s era
and the woman’s sufferage movements of the early part of that decade. The less
inhibited females of the era were more inclined to enter such bizarre contests.
As the fad progressed, the contests were not limited to just goldfish but
were expanded to include other specie of small animals. It is known that
contests were held involving the “fnorking” of hamsters, gerbils, lizards,
salamanders, frogs, small birds and even one contest involving chipmunks. All
of the above contests involved dead animals. The preferred method of killing
the animals was suffocation. The contests were held immediately after the
animals were killed because they were “still warm and still very pliable.”
The phenomenon seems to have disappeared after the turn of the decade.
This is possibly because of the depression era when less females were attending
colleges and also morales experienced a general regression. No known incidences
of “fnorking” have been reported until very recent times.
Recent reports have eminated from the Florida area and from Europe,
specifically at the 1991 “spring break” in Florida and one incidence in 1989 in
Denmark involving sixty college age females inserting frogs in a day long
contest. There were reports of three contests in the Miami area in 1991, two
involving insertion of goldfish and one the insertion of small toy stuffed
animals. The winner of one of the goldfish contests was able to insert twelve
fish and is reported to have recieved a cash prize in the amount of five
hundred dollars.
Interview’s of 1920’s era females involved in “fnorking” contests indicate
that no prizes were awarded in the contests, of that period. The females stated
that most entered the contests due to peer pressure. They also indicated that
the contests were held in conjunction with college fraternity initiations.
The origin of the word “fnork” is very hard to discern. All of the females
interviewed stated that “it was always called that.” One woman did offer as an
explanation that “fnork” is formed from the first letters of greek words
describing the activity. At this time I have not been able to discover the
words used, if there are any. No written descriptions of the activity have been
brought to light, although, considering the type of activity, this is not
unusual. All of the females interviewed were very reluctant to admit to being
in the contests.
Considering the recent resurgance of the “fnorking” phenomenon, it is
possible that the general lessening of sexual inhibitions in females in recent
times has allowed the fad to resurface. In this day of personal video, how soon
will some enterprising person make a record of one of these interesting
contests?

Archive-name Miscellerosia04txt

Wednesday, September 26th, 2007

Archive-author: David P. Thomas
Archive-title: Erosian Theory and Practice

Code Of Conduct

The following rules apply to all Erosian Theorist
registered and otherwise. They are general guidelines to
follow. If rules are broken then obviously the person has
no desire to continue on his/her study, and has elected to
divorce him/herself from the group. No rules exist for
expulsion of members, however prosecution and conviction
of a member by the city, state or federal government of
the United States for sex crimes will cause the Erosian
Coordinator to delete all input from this individual.

Guidelines

1. No Erosian shall engage in any sexual activity that is
not consented to by all parties involved.

2. No Erosian shall engage in sex with any person who is
unable to realistically make decisions concerning his
or her sexual desires, preferences, likes and dislikes.
This includes minors, the elderly, the mentally or
emotionally impaired or handicapped.

3. Safe sex and thoughtful attention to details of birth
control, disease prevention and especially AIDS
prevention should be practiced by all Erosians.

4. No permanent physical, mental or emotional damage is to
be allowed during sexual practices.

5. Any Erosian not desiring to participate in sexual
activity outside the scope of his own world, should
designate such by placing a N in the questionaire form
when asked about participation.

6. No Erosian should harrass another Erosian who has
placed a N following his PEIC number. This is
signifying that he/she is NOT interested in sexual
activity at that time.

By following the above guidelines I believe that we have
the ability to begin a listing procedure that will allow
others to meet and discuss and possibly experiment with
certain ideas and concepts.