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Hello all. I often utilize my blog to write, with each lover's permission,
on the sex I'm having in real-life. I do so of course for the sultry
entertainment value and also to illuminate for those who want to try this at home.... Read More.
Here is the start of my companion piece to my first playdate with Catalina, author of the sex blog and review site, www.catalinaloves.com. I blogged on her two postings of our wonderful night of anal sex together here:
Eric Amaranth's and Catalina's anal sex by Catalina.
I have always thought it would be amazing if two people wrote erotically or erotica on the same night of sex they have together. Normally erotica is written and you see just one point of view. Now, you get both. I've never seen this done before and if this is a first, then this land i claim in the name of Spain, as they say.
Catalina and I first met online, via facebook. She'd read my blog and we decided to connect while she was in NYC. We met for brunch at a popular local cafe called Penelope, www.penelopenyc.com, where we shared one of their chocolate cupcakes with chocolate icing-- split right down the middle. I then ordered strawberry waffles, which is a decadent rarity for me, Mr. Healthy Eater, Esq. The friend she was staying with dropped by to leave the keys to his apartment with her and stayed to create a discussion threesome.
We talked about sex toys mostly, how so many new ones come out that aren't revolutionary or have a slight difference from the previous model. Catalina was sexy in her deep red "Sex Nerd" tee-shirt and shorts. The chat turned to porn and erotic sex ed video. I have already been flimed in a sex scene in at least two of Betty's video features and I remarked on how filming sex is unique because it resides in a grey area.
A cinematographer shoots movies with pre-arranged scenes all laid out, shots all laid out, and conversely, a cameraman films along side a war correspondent by the seat of his pants. The latter is filming real life as it's happening. No retakes. You have to get it the first time, every time. There are times in filming a live sex scene where you can plan and make camera angles. There is also the moments you are on the edge of your toes to capture because some sex moments cant be repeated if you miss them. Some sex moments between those in the shot that cannot be interrupted and the adult film cameraman just keeps it rolling and becomes a fly on the wall.
While talking about favorite sex toys, Catalina mentioned a big, thic girthed double-ended dildo and how she loves penetration with large toys like that one. A turn-on surge bloomed up in my chest when I heard that. I wondered if she'd tried the Nimbus dildo and imagined her on her back, thighs opened, vagina fully-opened and taking the Nimbus while I massaged her clit. We finished, hugged, (she remarked on how much she loved my hugs, which for her I lingered a bit) and went our separate directions. I went home and went to work on writing a new blog post but i couldn't stop running the thoughts of her relaxed and open pussy taking the Nimbus, which she'd never tried before. It isn't every day that a woman enters my life who can take the Nimbus. I sent her a sext (an erotic text):
"Okay, my cock tingled when you said you love big toys. Want to take my Nimbus tonight after some quality vaginal opening time and you with your favorite clit play?"
There. I'd sent it. Can't reel that back in.
It was bold. No solid indication from our meeting that I felt she would go there with me. I used to never use bold advances with women. Issues like past abuse she may have had or going way too fast. I left those advances behind as a male sex educator who does sex coaching private session work, which changes everything. I learned somewhat recently that my boldness was missed by the women in my life. The traditional masculine method. Butterflies flitted around inside my stomach in spite of the fact that I knew the invitation was hot. It turned me on to re-read it, after all.
Shorthanded, a lot of heterosexual women desire to be desired by men or the world around them. Turning his head on the street and making another woman envious. Her desire to have a man ravish her, overwhelmed with his abject lust for her. No care. No consideration. Just fucking her in all her undeniable sexual glory. I call it the feminine ego. Old primordial stuff, and still very real to this day. Not feminist theory to be sure.
The direct approach conveys such heavy desire of course. However, the catch-22: a polite respectful approach with women is smiled upon as well. Direct can be offensive and get you charged with sexual harassment, or in my case, perhaps a posting on the net of any offensive sext that I send and a disparaging commentary to go with it. I decided to let that fear go a little while ago and now I make a guesstimation of women that cross into my personal life and choose either direct or polite. That I do not continue after a clear no is given. I went back to work and a little bit later she replied with an interested text. I kept the heat up and replied:
"It will obviously be a greater pleasure to know you once I’ve heard your well-spoken voice’s sounds while coming hard all over my fat, well-driven, midnight black cock, now won’t it?" (For those reading who haven't yet clicked on the link, the Nimbus is a big jet-black dildo.)
Back to work I went. I felt much better now. It was on. Catalina texted back that it was a great idea, but not so good timing. She had her period at the moment. I knew exactly what to say to that. Had no idea if she was ready to do it. In this little sex-poker game, I sexted out the equivalent of an all-in:
"Imagine the man who co-invented how to fuck…well…with the magic wand. Have you ever taken gently curving thick cock gliding sloooowly, perfectly, in your ass while making your clit take the wand’s power till she can’t anymore and has to make you come, and the orgasm feelings mix down into the clenching walls of your relaxed and blissed rectum? I’ve heard that can be a suitable alternative to your cunt in times like these. Although the poor thing may drool crimson and slickness from her pretty closed lips."
I wasn't expecting a jump onboard. Just a hot sext in return. I mean, anal sex with a man on the first evening together? It isn't done. How can you trust him with that? It was a long time getting a reply back. I kept working, kept writing like I am now, but wondered between the lines what was taking so long. Maybe she was offended or maybe she was on her back, thighs open, fingers on clit, and was going to sext me back after a nice orgasm and that would be that. Nope:
"Yes, please...."
Wow. My cock started to grow and my heart melted from a woman trusting me with her ass on the first night together. We texted the particulars to meet back at the cafe in an hour or something. I finished my blog post, published it, and set to getting ready. Took my shower, gathered exactly what I'd need to serve sexy ass, my keys, phone, money, water, and protein bars to eat on the way; a few calories for the heart and cockfelt effort I'd soon be putting into Catalina.
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