God Bless You, you cocksucker....

That's right. God bless the cocksucker, the cock worshiper, the blow-job artiste if you will. The woman who will, via a combination of her mouth, tongue throat and hands, service you to a fulfilling orgasm. They are unsung and unheralded heroes that need more encouragement.

The thought crossed my mind as I was enjoying an exquisite blow job from a blonde hot-wife over the weekend.... a woman whose attention to detail, desire to please and her enjoyment whenever I let go in her mouth put her right up there with some of the best cocksuckers i have ever known (and I've known a few in my time)....

The first time I thought about writing a post/homage if you will to women who give exquisite blow-jobs occurred when I met an IR couple on one of my travels and I asked them how they had gotten together.

Him: Well I put an ad on Craig's list looking for a BBC cock worshiper
She: That's what I love to do. Obviously I had to make sure he was sane and cool.
Him: It didn't take that long for you to do that, we met in a coffee shop and 30 minutes later, we were at my place and you were on your knees.

A few minutes later I got to play with her myself and her beau was right; she was a tremendous cock-sucker. It was her god-given talent.

I truly believe that some women underestimate the power of a good blow-job. , which is why there is still this vocal minority of women who do not do/give oral sex...

God bless them, but the amazing cocksucker knows the power she holds, a power that can be honed with enthusiasm.

I mean, let's face it - some women intrinsically have better rhythm, others feel tighter than others, other women know exactly how to move.... some of this can be taught, some of it can't.... but any woman can learn how to give a great blow-job.

So here's to those women who know how to give the toe-curling, tongue-lashing, body shaking, orgasm inducing blow-jobs I enjoy so much. Reciprocation is definitely your due and yes, you have a right to be popular; you do something I enjoy.... very very much.

Now if only I could find a reliable cock-worshiper of my very own....

Thinking about Peter Pan Syndrome...

So I was out last week with some old colleagues and I ran into one... an attractive asian girl now in her late 20s... who was mulling over some life changes.

She was thinking about leaving NYC, where she'd grown up her whole life for the relative safety of the midwest.

And why was she making this change... well the subtext was that after years of being in the "scene" (she went to one of the fancy private schools in the city) and having her fun, she was now finding it hard in her late 20s to find a nice professional young man in NYC to settle down with.

And of course she blamed this on the "Peter Pan Syndrome" prevalent here in NYC.

I find this idea fascinating as I hear it more and more as we age... and girls my age are trying to get themselves married off/locked down etc.

I have two criticisms of Peter Pan syndrome - one is structural and the other is behavioral, and b) I believe that women enable it... and should expect it.

First of all, in a town like New York, it takes a long time to build a career. In my business, career success is measured in 7 figures and it takes a lot of dedication, workaholism and focus to get to that level. As such, a lot of the driven, focused young men who might make good romantic partners are very focused on getting ahead.... as they should.. because NYC women (the ones worth dating anyway) make it very clear that they do not date losers. So for most of their 20s, you'll find the career focused New Yorker dating around, but saving his energies and his focus for his career.

And finally, when that career success comes; the first thing on his mind is not a desire to rush out and get married. He's not the one with the biological clock... he wants to enjoy the fruits of his labor... and now, he's finally in a position where he can work a little less and women can work a bit more.

Let's face it - Women do not work for sex and they have an advantage on men from ages 15 till 30; maybe 35 for a sub set... but then the advantage switches to men who have gotten their act together. So why; especially if you are a man trying to enjoy the companionship of a variety of women, are you going to stop when you finally have a good thing going.

Unfortunately it's a hard reality for women to hear, but Peter Pan Syndrome in NYC is caused by a combination of structural issues (you need to make a lot more money to be successful here) and game theory (men now have an upper hand in dating and mating, why would they let that go).

So while it's tragic that my former colleague is leaving our fair town, it might just be what she needs.... the cost of living and the opportunity cost of marriage... both financially and sexually is lower in the midwest.

The New Party Blues...

So last night I finally got to make it to an IR party out in NJ that I had heard about from a few friends in the IR scene. The party itself did not disappoint, at least 10 couples, a smattering of single ladies and some very action oriented play....

However my performance was tepid to say the least.

For some reason I was more than a little tentative; acting like a newbie despite my experience .... It didn't help that I did not get to play with some of the hotter chicks at the party but that's also just a case of being in the right place at the right time...

I have told you all about my binge-fucking craziness but last night I was positively restrained - I only fucked 2 new women, a few blowjobs, and there were periods of time when my little man was just not cooperating - at all.

Chatting with a few other guys in the swing scene; the consensus was that it was a combination of a new environment, some self selection on my part (and I did not say this but you all know how I feel about group activity with people I do not know).

I have swung long enough to know that you can't force it and that you cannot expect to be on point every night - being able to fuck 10 different women and a few multiple times... but goddamit, that's what I've done in the past....

Yesterday was a subpar night, but i'll take it over no sex at all... here's hoping for better swinging nights some time in future soon though!

Calling myself out on my own flakiness....

So a few months ago I posted about flakiness being a particular and peculiar affliction of young women in NYC. I have to say dear readers, that I have to eat some of my own words at this point because I too just flaked very badly over the course of the past weekend .....

But in my defense... I flaked on a first date with a plain vanilla chica (who may or may not have given me the hot sex I needed over the weekend) to attend an orgy in one of the outer boroughs where I was thoroughly pleased by several women over the course of the evening.

Was it really so wrong... I was horny and wanted sex... not companionship or conversation...

Take this mea culpa for what is .... I flaked. I'm sorry. But the sex was worth it ;-)

In Defense of Tiger Woods.

So Tiger apologized last Friday. He looked contrite, apologetic and he knew that he had done wrong to his wife, and yes, he knew that he had definitely jeopardized his relationships with his sponsors (who had made him one of the richest men alive) and he had to make amends to them too.

So he did, with the same clarity, self discipline and focus that he has shown throughout his athletic career.

But to the rest of us; he doesn't owe us a damn thing. Professional Athletes aren't role models... they are entertainers and anyone who thinks otherwise must also believe that both the tooth fairy and Santa Claus visit on a regular basis.

I will not lie; as a former black nerd, I admire tiger, despite this brouhaha about his extramarital sex exploits I still do. I admire his mental and physical discipline, his ability to shape his body into something more and his ability to transform that mental discipline into success in his chosen profession.

And as a black man who dates/mates interracially I appreciated his game - his ability to bag the hot swedish former model. He did it fucking right. No baby mama bullshit. No settling here for some discounted version of what his ability and net worth should get him, no domestic violence. Hell, even the mistresses were a hodge podge of great looking talent. There are many guys who would give their right arms to "date" any of the women tiger enjoyed on a regular, non-committal basis. And of course this pissed off some "sisters": who of course always speak for the community: including the many black men that they have alienated over the years.)

(http://tinyurl.com/tiger-hedonist)

So where does Tiger go from here ?

It looks like; for now anyway, that Tiger wants to keep his family together. That is his focus. He will be back to golf but let's be clear - the family man image is gone. He can recover, much like Kobe did from the rape accusations but there will be the mountains of press and tabloid reports in his past.

I personally think that's a good thing. He always had more of an edge than he let on. And now the world knows.... he can go out there and dominate, may be swear a little more freely and have a bit more of an edge to him. We all know he likes to dominate on the course and in the bedroom - if you don't like that - fine, but what the fuck have you - all of you who judge him - achieved in your pitiful, peon-like little lives.

Tiger is a self made alpha male and a winner. He'll be back to his winning ways in short order, in the meantime he has been more successful, with women, his chosen profession and life than any of the so called moralists who are appalled by his behavior. I don't know about anyone else... but in my view - winning is what counts. Everything else is just talk... and cheap talk at that.

Random Vegas Thoughts

• This town has a lot of talent, both good and bad. I am always surprised by how much swinging, debauchery and bad behavior happens out here. Definitely my kind of town for a few days but beyond the strip - there isn't much to it. I could never live here.
  
• Extremely attractive women are still my kryptonite. I measure "hawtness" on an exponential scale... any thing up to a high 7/low 8 I can deal with and crush, extremely hot women take me out of my game a little bit... not good, especially since 2010 is all about improving the overall quality of my conquests...
  
• Leaving NYC, I am always reminded of how fat middle america is... goddamn, there really is an obesity epidemic out there. You'd never know living in Manhattan... but wow, there is a real health problem out there.
  
• The recession is not over. Occupancy at the hip and well known hotel we are staying at feels like 60 may be 70% - not good given the all the new construction that is coming online in this town... Vegas will bounce back, it always does...
• We hung out with some coeds from the LA area on Saturday night - we had a table at one of the newest clubs in town; while they were great to look at, photograph and dance with, talking with them was like pulling teeth. Apart from wanting a blowjob or doggystyle, not sure I have anything in common with a 21 year old... no matter how blonde or attractive her ass is... my problem is that I am bad at faking my disinterest.
• Douches with Hot Chicks. Enough Said.
• Married women fucking around. Enough Said.
  
• Oh well, last night here. Gonna get a good meal, some stogies, catch up with friends and see where the chips fall. I am turning down sex with my vegas swinger friends to hang out with my plain vanilla peeps.... just trying to be a good friend that's all.
  

Dispatches from Sin City...

Ah, lovely Sin City - one of my favorite places in America to vacation and party... whether plain vanilla or swinging style; I always have fun here.

I am here with vanilla friends who wanted to get away from NYC... so for the most part I will be doing the usual trifecta of eating, clubbing and socializing; but as you all know, I had to also get in my share of hot interracial sex on this trip.

And did I ever...

I fucked my 2nd porn star (ever) on this trip - the first of 4 IR encounters at the Rooster last night... I am not going to lie; it was the first nut and I got it out a little faster than I would have liked (her wet, tight pussy did not help; thankfully I put in much longer, more orgasmic performances with the other three ladies I got to play with)

There was also a nice milfy blonde from the bay area there with her very cool boyfriend who rode and let herself be ridden by the hedonist; she was awesome to talk to... and her japanese was impeccable!

My usual play partner and her girlfriend (who had given me my first MFF threesome last summer) were on hand and of course, the sex was great with them.

And yes, I ate a lot of pussy; but you know what they say; practice makes perfect.

It was a great night, the rooster is a very kitschy swing club that can sometimes feel like it is stuck in the 70s, but once you look past that (and with the right company), you can have a LOT of great sex with the right people there. I am fortunate that whenever I visit, my swinging friends introduce me to everyone and as such, I get introductions, referrals and a lot of orgasms as a result.

And this was just the first night....

Day 2 is going to be plain vanilla for the most part; but I have been emailing back and forth with another hot wife couple who enjoys BBC... who knows, maybe I get lucky on this trip and get to enjoy my own version of a "vegas double" before heading back to the coldness of the east coast.