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Feb 23, 2006 6:14 pm
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(copied from blogger)Well, I'm going to start this post with the same refrain I start my posts usually which are of, or could be of, a sexually explicit nature, by telling you you just how difficult it is to write this stuff down.
Before, getting down to business here. I was perusing some pornographic photos on my computer, especially those of lingerie, which did turn me on slightly.
I did write a nice poem (I think) on the subject of love on my msn spaces blog.
Hmm, what to write about now?
Hmm, I was planning to upload this delicious photo of this fine corsetted lady.
Anyways, I'm a little tired tonight which isn't very conducive to productivity.
Paul Carr
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Updating my blog
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Feb 21, 2006 9:50 pm
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(copied from blogger.com - sorry I can only upload one photo at a time on blogger.com
Updating my blog.
I view this blog like I would view physiotherapy. Six years ago, I twisted my left ankle in a car accident. Recently, I have started painstaking physiotherapy to loosen up the joint because it was causing me discomfort. Sometimes, I feel that in the process it only makes the ankle worse. But, I persevere because I sincerely believe that something good will come of it.
This sex blog (along with the others) is conceived along similar lines. I want to revive my sex life. I was to get in touch with my inner sensual self. I want to get in touch with my inner sexual animal and beast. For the first 15 years of my adult life, I have successfully and pathetically sublimated and shued away my sexual drives and urges. Supressed them and denied them out of shame and fear. No longer. Now, I have a challenge to address.
Reviving my sex life, via these blogs will be difficult. And, like the physiotherapy, it will sometimes be pointless and fruitless. But, I will persevere. Like, a motor boot, I will continue to pull the string at the engine. Sometimes, it will roar, then whirr, then sputter and then conk out but I will persevere. I'll start it up.
My intention is to update this blog every two days. Even, if it goes against my inclination, I think I ought to write up something. I need to think more about sex and think about strategies to engage members of the opposite sex in conversation on this topic.
What I would like is a gorgeous woman to put her legs around me, to wrap her arms around me in the park. She's leaning against a tree. I'm between her legs. She's wearing tight, tight, ever-so-tight boots and tight trousers, high heel boots, her arms around my chest and she's whispering to me that everything is going to be alright, she's here to look after me. She speaks in hushed tones to me. Her strong arms around me. Me, I ain't doing anything.
I suppose I do have a lot of dominatrix fantasies of women...
Anyway, returning to how I am going to update this blog. This blogger blog will be my number one sex blog. Then, provided I have the time, I will immediately, copy my posts, and pictures over to my blogsource blog. I have reason to believe that my Chinese viewers will have difficulty reading the blogger blog because of Chinese state censorship. I know that, as of Christmas however, blogsource was still accessible in China. So, I must, as a matter of priority, post over there too. Then, I will copy over to blogger.com and blogger.com too . to maximise, hopefully, my readership.
Paul Carr
Here's some gorgeous photos of a delicious superheroine. I would love to have those boobs plopped in front of me. 
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My sexual fantasies.
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Feb 21, 2006 8:24 pm
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(copied from blogger - sorry, alt.com only allows me to upload one photo at a time) Yeah, yeah, yeah. This blog is not about uploading pornographic arousing photos which I can give a commentary on. I also want to talk about my sexual fantasies.
Well, I have to confess that I do have more than a touch of infantilism in me. I do want to be treated like an infant sometimes. I would like a woman to coo to me and then sit astride me with her tight tight ever so tight trousers and black high heel boots, astride my crotch, crunching down on me. Hmm, I guess I must write more on my sexual fantasies. But, that's not as easy as it sounds. I need to write these down instantaneously. It's like dreams, I think. It's best to write it down immediately after waking up on the morning.
Yeah, I have one sexual fantasy incubating in my head.
I'm going to the cinema with a gorgeous woman. She's wearing high black high heel boots, tight trousers and tight black blouse. We sit beside each other at the back of the cinema (for privacy )). Well, I'm admiring her figure. The outline of her breasts jut out of her tight blouse. Her blouse constrains those juicy orbs. Anyway, she takes off her coat and we're watching the movie. Well, strictly speaking, she is. Me, I'm focussed on her boobs instead. I put my arm around her. (which, incidentally, is something I haven't done, I think, properly and for a long time since I was 17/18 years old - I'll talk about that another time. Anyways, I start massaging her boobs. She doesn't mind though. I'm sure I can build a story around this. . If anything, she somewhat bemused. She puts her arm around me and I continue to massage. Anyway, in the end, I'm lying against her magnificent chest.
Paul Carr
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More photos of Yinling
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Feb 21, 2006 8:21 pm
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(copied from blogger - sorry, alt.com only allows me to upload one photo at a time for each post)
Here's beautiful Yinling as a princess below. So lovely. Beside that, we see a photo of yinling as a gorgeous and glamourous nurse. Below, that we have Yinling as a dominatrix. Beside that, Yinling (I think it is yinling as a strong swimmer) Hot. . Beside that, strong Yinling with legs astride. Hot, hot, hot.
Paul Carr
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More photos of Yinling
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Feb 21, 2006 8:20 pm
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(copied from blogger - sorry, alt.com only allows me to post one photo for each post)
More photos of Yinling.
Top-right. What a beautiful picture of Yinling with a gun. She's a dangerous babe!!. . So pure!!. Shoot me please. . And, a nice picture of yinling in gorgeous lingerie. Nice one. A picture of innocent Yinling sucking a sweet. Another picture of Yinling hunking down with a gun. Looking very powerful and authoritative and in control. And, at the bottom, Yinling as a dominatrix. Very convincing. My heart is beating very fast and uncontrollably.
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Updating this blog.
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Feb 21, 2006 8:14 pm
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(copied from blogger - sorry, alt.com only allows me to upload one photo per post)
I find it very very difficult to update this blog because I have to insert sexually explicit content. I'm not used to writing about sexuality, my sexuality, my arousing thoughts et cetera. Although, I am 31 years old, this is new turf for me.
I'm going to go over stuff which I have already been over but I'm going to go over again. First of all, the reasons why I have started this sort of blog. I used to be a TEFL teacher and, in the course of such work, I met a lot of gorgeous young women. Young asian women, in particular caught my eye. It wouldn't be appropriate and it would be irresponsibile to mention the school where I worked or to identify those students. But, as a 31 year old man, the clock is ticking and I realize I had been start discussing my own sexuality now or otherwise I'm going to go to my grave "a virgin".
Since last May, in addition, via internet, I have "met" gorgeous young women (mostly Chinese) on the internet and have become "acquainted" with them. Again, their beauty makes me think about my own sexuality and what I have to offer.
I was thinking I was going to call this blog "An orgy of sex writing". But, I don't think it should be called that. Since, my hormone driven teens, I have successfully sublimated my sexual drives and urges into thought processes as pointless and sexless as politics. No, my writing here could be described as more akin to "my awkward stabbing at describing my sex life where one is to be found at all!".
It has surprised me just how difficult it is to write about my sex life. I've only made one or two other posts since the middle of January. Otherwise, my writing has been barren. Yes, in the course of my work as a TEFL teacher, I have met some gorgeous young things. Most beautiful young women. Wow. They take my breath away, some of them. Beautiful.!!
One thing is for sure, I can't blame Ireland, or anyone else for whatever predicament I may well be in.....
But, writing this is so so difficult.
Yeah, I guess sometimes I am wondering if this is worthwhile at all at all. As I have correctly identified before. My sex life is akin to a taut steel string, about the snap. Alternatively, it is non-existant. I prefer to think of it as the latter as it is easier to loosen a string than revive a dead animal.
But, in Ireland, it is difficult to discuss sexual related matters, I think. Notwithstanding that there are, at least, 10,000 Irish members on alt.com alone . Until 1985, contraception was illegal. Ipso facto, a discussion of sex as a deliverer of pleasure was strictly taboo. I think, therefore, there is a huge generation gap in Ireland on the matter of sex and one's attitudes to it.
Yeah, I'm far far too serious. Enough with the political bollocks and down to the real stuff of sex.
Paul Carr
Picture is of yinling. I think she's Japanese. I love her boots. figure-hugging. Nice.
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Feb 13, 2006 5:04 pm
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The aftermath of the September 11th bombings have really had an adverse effect on people's right and freedom to express their opinions without fear of reprisal of some sort. I'm not saying that there has been a complete hauling back of our freedoms and liberty. Not at all. I estimate it at about 20% or so, maybe only 15% but nontheless it has happened.
This holds true for discussion on sexuality among other things. This blog like my other blogs are merely my opinions and thoughts on my own sexuality, which is my own treasure and possession. I feel, in a democratic society, I am entitled to express my views on my own sexuality. But, check out the news.
Check out for example, Sky news. It seems to me, sky news reports on two things. One is the bloody war in Iraq. More deaths, more killings, more sacrifice, more of "them" versus "us". Yet, I can only imagine that this nonsense only serves to reinforce people's convictions that the best solution for the Iraqi problem is that there be no Iraqi problem, in other words, get the troops out of there. The second news items on sky news is child sex abuse.
Recently, there was this man, who had sexual relations with a 16 year, pleading on the news (his face not shown of course) that he was lonely, out-of-work, under a great deal of stress, and, well, it just happened, that this wonderful 16 year old was nearby to give him some comfort.
Well, it doesn't surprise me that when one views sex blogs or sexually oriented web content of any kind, you often see the words "adult" entertainment. Now, I know why. Yet, up to last week, I didn't know this at all. It seems the reason, people involved in uploading such sexually oriented content of whatever kind use these words in order to protect themselves from their weakest front, namely, that instead of exploring sexuality, they are in fact attacking or undermining the vulnerable i.e. under 18 year olds.
Well, as I wrote before, and I am not going to be asserting this again and again, I can assure you, this is my blog and I will write about my own sexuality. If you want to call it pornographic. Then, go ahead. But, for me, it's in fact scientific.
And therapeutic.
Anyway, I am not going to be put off my the pontifications of religious depots (we have our share on the island of Ireland unfortunately). I'm not going to kid myself any longer.
Paul Carr
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Feb 13, 2006 4:34 pm
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This ain't easy to write. I still regard this blogger blog as a sex blog of sorts. I intend to copy this post over to my blogsource, alt and adultfriendfinder blogs. I don't know where to begin. In fact, what I am/was going to write here has been incubating in my brain for the past 2 plus weeks.
Hmm, I was going to talk about an incident when I was about 10 or 11. I was at home taking a piss. And, well, my dad was taking a piss too into the same urinal. Why he did this, I don't know. Anyway, it was an opportunity for me to compare my member with his. His was huge, mine not so, to put it mildly. I wonder if this incident really beat up my confidence. I'm not blaming my dad for that. Not at all!!
I think during my teens, for some reason, I became neutarised. Why, I don't know. I guess I was angry and, worse, I started to delve into the pointless subject of politics.. My sexuality (and you can imagine that the flames of my emerging sexuality during my teen years were roaring) was sublimated, repressed and crowded out by total political nonsense. As well as a sense of machismo.
School didn't help. I hated secondary school. Every morning, I dreaded going to school. I hardly ever even stopped for breakfast in the morning. It was out of bed, pull on my clothes and go to schools and meet my tormentors. And, because some of fellow students became my tormentors, so I gradually became like them too. A total clown. This play-acting and bullshit also fed into my efforts (increasingly successful) to sublimate and subsume my masculine sexuality.
So, why am I keeping these blogs. Do I want to have sex. I'm a virgin. I have never had sex with anyone before. The answer is I don't know. What I do know, is that I don't want to be a bloody virgin for the rest of my life. I'm 31, going on 32. I'm not going to wait any longer. It's time to slough off the bullshit, machismo and nonsense.
I'm not trying to be hero. My left ankle causes me annoyance. Another reason I keep these blogs because I realize more and more that I should. I'm a nervous wreak. Until recently, I have been identifying myself with shitty jobs I do. I shouldn't do that. I should identify myself with myself. I'm not whatever job I'm doing. I'm better than that and more than that. I have my thoughts, opinions and reflections. I am entitled to express them.
I come from Ireland, one of the most conservative countries to be found in Europe, outside of Poland and Albania. In Ireland, until 1985, contraception was illegal, - ipso facto, a discussion of sexuality was illegal too. Since, contraception was illegal up to that time, therefore, it follows, that the authorities-that-be only approved of sex provided it was on the basis of pro-creation of the species, nothing more. What a waste. In other words, sex was a chore, not a pleasure.
In recent decades, even the sexual revolution has arrived in Irish shores. But, I can't blame Ireland and the Irish for my own problems and challenges. My problems and challenges are mine alone to face, not the Irish nation.
I intend to write about my sexual fantasies, fetishes et cetera as I continue to work on my blog. And, perhaps, other things too. I ain't going to be ashamed any more. I ain't going to be a high-tensile wire waiting to snap. No sir!!.
I ain't going to resign myself to anything other than I deserve to be happy too like any other honest Joe and Jane Blogg.
Paul Carr
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Sex Education in Irish schools.
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Jan 20, 2006 4:10 am
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Sex education in Irish schools... What sex education in Irish schools? I went to a secondary school in Donegal. I only recall one class on sex. Who gave it? Our woodwork teacher. Although, it was a mixed gender school, I recall, there were only boys in this class. What did he say? Not much I recall. I recall him saying that the woman should get on top of the man because if the man got on top of the women, she would be crushed. And, that was that!!. I have young Spanish friends who tell me that in Spain, there are regular sex/biology classes every week. Not so, in the school I went to. I suppose it would be even worse in single sex schools in Ireland. Gods knows what sort of myths and untruths Christian brothers and nuns would be peddling.
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More Reflections.
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Jan 15, 2006 6:01 pm
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More Reflections. (-SCREENED-)
Monday, January 16, 2006 at 12:49 AM GMT
I think I wrote that on the 9th of January, I had an orgasm. Actually, I had another one since. I can't recall if I had one between the 1st of January and the 9th of January.. Maybe, I should catelogue all my orgasms here. . I come from the Republic of Ireland and, I can tell you, the Republic of Ireland is one of the few places on the planet where the sexual revolution, which started in the 1950s, is having problems breaking through and making itself felt. Writing about my sex life is extremely difficult for me to do. I guess I do have monumental insecurities. But, because I do have such insecurities, writing such a sexual blog would be a very worthwhile thing for me to do. I reckon only in the 1990s did the sexual revolution start properly in the Republic of Ireland.
Hmm. A few observations. I have thought these ones up before and hadn't had time to write them down before. I think it would take tremendous courage to show a picture of your naked self on blogsource.com)or blogsource.com)et cetera. Personally, I don't think I am going to go that far. In my opinion, pictures of a naked masculine body minus head is pretty pointless. It could be anyone's head. It could be anyone's, ahem, attributes....
About 10 years ago, I was living for a time in Vancouver, Canada. I was living in this flat one night sharing the place with a Japanese boyfriend and girlfriend. The boyfriend was the type of guy who likes to cut to the chase and not mince his words. I imagine he was a motorcyclist of some sort. He told me, "Paul, you are sexless". Oh, that hurt!!. Probably true though.
I have been repressing my sexuality all my life so far, refusing seriously to address this matter. Why? Good question!!.
Looking back at my twenties, I think that I was unhappy. Certainly, though, I didn't go off the rails, although, even that nearly happened. But, it was pretty boring, I'd say.
Hmm. I was going to talk also of my dad and mum. My dad died in 1991. My mum is still alive. You know, I really think I gave my dad a bad deal. I think I have not been remembering him properly. He had some wonderful qualities which I refused to acknowledge. He had good qualities which, by constrast, my mother didn't share.
For example, at least, my father was willing to admit to sex before his marriage to my mother. My mother would never admit this - though, I suppose it is possible that she didn't have sex before marrying my father.
I remember one time my dad took me to see "an old flame" of his. That was how he introduced her to me. .
Anyway, in summary, I have been running away from my own sexuality all my adult life. What a waste!!. The time we have on this planet is limited.
Anyway, signing off for now.
Paul Carr
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