Ethical Non Monogamy Is The Way. Fellas Find A Good Dick For Your Wife/ Gf. Let Her Enjoy. Pretty Simple.
Ethical Non Monogamy is the way. Fellas find a good dick for your wife/ gf. Let her enjoy. Pretty simple.
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The Ravenous
My time in the industry taught me a lot about people. Their motivations and drives. The cornucopia of things that turns one on and off. Traumas past and present. Chemistry, rapport, and humility within those.
Yet there are small percentage of outliers that are hypersexual, and ravenous. I found that in most cases. It was almost always women in their mid 30's and up. While back in the 2000's the industry deemed them as "too old". Which always found ridiculous and antiquated. Their endurance was far greater of men the same age. The orgasms stronger and more electric to film. When their kink demands were met, they became almost animalistic and carnal in a way.
Still the age range was typically reserved for gonzo style shoots. The studios didn't care about making her a star. They just wanted content to keep them in business. Feeding into stereotypes about the adult world. I voiced my opinion on the matter on a few occasions. Which led to me ultimately being fired.
Back then I never understood why certain women were able to tap into this versus others. I thought, surely there are other women who feel this way that are not in the industry. Perhaps they even felt ashamed to admit it due to familial or societal pressures.
Now fast forward to this modern age. And after years having my nose buried in various university studies. We find the answers are in a persons blood. To be specific hormonal imbalances, leading at times to depression. Imbalances so bad, where in certain cases locking a persons true self away. I encourage women not to hinder themselves. Seek out an endocrinologist and have your levels checked. Perhaps it will unlock a side of yourself. Even your own ravenous side. What you choose to do with it is your own. Embrace it.
Pull of The Perverse
Since the dawn of my adolescence and throughout each day. My mind slowly gravitates towards the perverse. To the point where I catch myself. Feeling the need to shake it off and come back to reality. Small flashes of debauchery when a day becomes mundane.
Group sex. A woman enjoying two men. A well oiled body glistening in low warm light. That is just small window of images playing out in my head on a daily basis.
In order to stave off that pull. I subjugate my body to exhaustive workouts. In order to only focus on rest, recovery, and less physical hobbies. It is in this downtime I feel the pull again. I remind myself not fall into that rabbit hole. As I did so long ago, perhaps that is for another time though.
The psychology of the erotic is such a fascinating thing. To use or be used. To own or be owned. To edge or be edged. Letting the mind wander in those elements can really stir something carnal from within.