Late Night Groove

For anyone who remembers laying in bed listening to the Quiet Storm on the radio, here is a throwback song that just came on…

Your Thoughts

Let me hear from you. What are some things you would like to read about here a the Pleasure Principles?

Did you know that today is National Unplug Day? Unplug yourself from electronics and spend time with someone you care about or enjoy the outdoors.

I’m getting ready for a hike in the mountains today with my dogs. Between work, night school, homework and this blog sometimes they feel left out, and that’s not ok.

So stop reading this and go find something to enjoy!

What’s On Your Passion Bucket List?

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Life is short in comparison to how fast time flies. For anyone who has come upon their 10 year class reunion from high school I’m sure you’ve asked yourself, “Has it “really” been that long?” With our busy daily lives time has a way of escaping us. So it is vitally important to make the most of everything and to always create lasting memories.

Some have a bucket list in life. These are things that they want to do before they die or become too fragile to do such as bungee jump, sky dive, parasail, deep sea dive, etc. Usually these are adrenaline junkies or people who live off of the rush of fear. While not everyone has the same bucket list, I mean, some could have taking a Caribbean cruise or traveling to Australia or even seeing Mt. Rushmore as their bucket list wish. But a passion bucket list contains passionate, often intimate and sexual, fantasies that you would like to experience. Some could be so wild that you want to experience them before marriage. Some may be what you want to experience during your marriage to keep it spicy and interesting.

My passion bucket list started off PG, obviously, because I was rather green in regards to sex back in the day. I wanted to kiss in the rain. While some say this is overrated, I found it to be just as passionate as in the movies. Then again, I hear my own theme music in my head so that might have had something to do with it and he was a really sexy Marine so I think kissing him regardless was on my bucket list.

I’ve kissed a girl, gotten freaky in a park – in another country (I say that part because foreign countries have different laws so there was little shame in being discreet or worrying about cops arresting us for exhibition), in a car, with a guy with a cast, in a public bathroom, in every room of the house (and yes, we disinfected everything), at work, in the garage, and I think that’s it so far.
Other places that I think would be good are of course the mile high club (on an airplane), possibly a crowded bus or train (just imagine the rocking of the bus or train as your bodies bump against one another…), and here is a link to 50 more other places.

Can you cross off any of these? Are there any that you are thinking of adding to your list?
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Let’s Just Make Out

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Let’s face it; we have busy lives. Even if we could clone ourselves, most of us wouldn’t have the time for the procedure. We all know something will suffer no matter how hard we try to stretch ourselves thin to accommodate everything. So how do you keep the passion going in a relationship starved of quality time?

Previously, I wrote about scheduling time for sex for those who simply have too hectic of a schedule. It may not work for everyone, but for some it is the perfect solution. I’ve written about quickies – those hot passionate sex sessions for people who don’t have a lot of time but need that quick sexual release….again, this may not be for everyone. For some, this may not be enough so I would advise scheduling some quality time with your significant other to fulfill those unmet needs.

When you are seriously starved for time my guess is that you are running high on stress as well. One way to quickly come down is to take it back to the basics; have a full on make out session like teenagers. Remember those days when you would make out in the car for hours, groping and touching, kissing until your lips were raw, teasing each other to the point of losing control? Well, let’s not take it ‘that’ far, but rekindle some of those old feelings of reckless abandon.
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It doesn’t matter how it starts: walking up behind them and starting a trail of soft kisses at the nape of their neck; sitting on their lap and just locking lips. I don’t mean those dry boring kisses where your lips touch for like .3 seconds either. I mean a juicy kiss. A kiss that lingers on their mind long after your lips have parted.

That type of kiss will guarantee a “To be continued…” later, trust me. It might even bump a few things down the responsibility list because it started a fire that needs extinguishing immediately. Who knows? Just enjoy the moment without worry and care. Two minutes will not make the world end.
Think about how you are going to create and enjoy a passionate moment today. Life is about the moments we make and the people we cherish; do the people you care about know how you feel? Sometimes a kiss contains all the words your heart doesn’t have the courage to say.
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Passion Chronicles #5

I told myself I was done with him because he was really no good for me. He was the player type; there was never a possibility that he would do right by me or mean anything he said. The best thing to do was cut him off. Completely. Yes, that’s what I’ll do. I’ll cut him off. Sometimes thinking these things are easier than doing them, especially when the memories of the way his lips feel in certain places linger heavy on the mind. Or the grip of his hands.

Focus. He’s a jerk. That’s enough. I’ll tell him tonight that it’s over. I’m sure he has five or six other women swooning around him anyway. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t hear my office door open and shut. I worked the swing shift with another person, but I was the only one in the office at the time. I felt this sudden rush of heat come over me as soft wet lips pressed against the crook of my neck and a heavy hand slid down into my blouse and fondled my left breast. I was quite startled but it felt too good to protest.

My chair swung around and there he was in the flesh. Before I could say a word he picked me up out of my seat and sat me on the edge of my desk, pressing his body against me so that I could feel every inch of hard, solid muscle. He was working on the third button on my blouse before I got the courage to try and stop him. He brushed my hands away playfully and engulfed me in a hot and heavy kiss with his intoxicating lips before I could protest. His hand was making its way up my thigh and my hand was undoing his belt buckle. He knew I couldn’t, and wouldn’t, say no. He knew how bad I wanted him; I was a puppet on a string for him.

I bit his ear gently. I whispered, “We really shouldn’t; my co-worker-”

He cut me off and said, “I locked the door. You ain’t going nowhere for awhile,” and my shirt landed on a chair across the room. He nibbled my nipples and then laid me back on the desk. I spread my legs wide for him while he feasted on my goodness. Because the office was so empty my moans echoed.
I motioned for him to pull me closer to him. I slid right into his lap and sat on my throne. We always fit together like a hand in glove, he slid in so nice and easy. I grinded slowly in his lap like I was giving him a private lap dance. I tasted myself on his lips. Have you ever noticed that the best sex is usually the type you shouldn’t be having, usually with someone you shouldn’t be having it with?

I heard the doorknob rattle like someone was trying to come in. My body tensed and I was frozen in place until he pulled my face over to him and kissed me. He said, “Forget them – they can wait,” and lifted me back up onto the desk. I wrapped my legs around him and did just what he said; I forgot where I was, I forgot I was at work and I forgot how much I hated him.

My fingernails dug into his back as he hit that spot that had me ready to climax. I bit his earlobe and then softly bit his neck. He loved it when I bit him, it turned him on. His rhythm became faster and more intense. My thigh was quivering but I wouldn’t unwrap my legs from around him. I heard a deep sigh of relief in my ear and he kissed my shoulder while gently putting me down.

No words spoken and no further glances, I grabbed my shirt from the chair and made myself presentable while he made his way to the back and climbed out the window to the fire escape.

Back To Love

Is there someone who lingers on the end of every thought, fills your dreams and hope of better days? Have you told them? Does something hold you back?

Why is it we have courage to do some of the most dangerous activities in life but find pause when it comes to opening ourselves to another?

Maybe the memories of painful experiences run deeper than actualizing our hearts desire.