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Subject: {ASSM} Sex is everywhere
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Sex and sexuality are happening every moment of every day. I'm not
just talking about the fact that with nearly seven billion people on
the planet, someone somewhere is having sex. I mean that sexuality is
everywhere. I used to think that this was just my over active hormones
talking, but at twenty-seven you'd think they would let me rest. In
that case I have to assume this is just a state of mind. If you look
around you at the people walking and sitting and breathing near you,
what do you see? Do you see a bunch of people with whom you share the
fact that you are in the process of foreplay? If not, you just aren't
looking correctly. There is an amazing amount of sex going on right in
front of you, and behind you and on either side. If we could all just
recognize this, we might be a bit more tense during the transition
period, but then imagine the amount of skin on skin full body
massaging wild monkey sex we could be having!
I know you are saying things like "Yeah right" and "Where?" I'll tell
you where in just a second, but first, do you remember that old joke
about what we are underneath our clothing? That's right, naked! Gold
star for the first one to make the connection. Start with that fact.
So what's the next step in this chain of logic? Well quite simply,
what precisely is sex? In it's intrinsic, meant to be enjoyed format;
sex is the gentle or not so gentle stimulation of our erogenous zones.
Remember, the biggest erogenous zone we have, male or female is the
brain, and keep that in mind. Now from there the next and more obvious
erogenous zones on a woman are nipples, outer labia, inner labia,
clitoris, perineum, breasts and lips. On a man, the main erogenous
zones are also the lips, also the nipples, also the perineum, chest,
penis head, shaft, and scrotum. Add to that the myriad secondary and
tertiary erogenous zones like the ears, that spot just behind the
ears, the neck, collarbones, the breastbone itself, stomach, hips,
thighs, behind the knee, the arch of the foot, the toes. I could go on
and on, but that's a nice tour to begin with. Now, where are we? We
have now, for all practical purposes, defined the entire body as one
giant erogenous zone. Just to be clear, this wasn't necessary for the
argument, but it's fun none the less.

Now, on with the lesson. Still don't believe me that sex is happening
all day long? Look at yourself for the moment, what are you wearing?
Anything at all? If you're naked, good for you! If not, also good for
you, I hope it's sexy, but that too is unimportant. The things to be
aware of at the moment, is the fact that if you stop filtering the
information going to your brain, you will be much more aware of the
fact that every time you breath, your shirt is pulling at, sliding
over, or tightening around your nipples. Male or female this is kind
of a fact of life. No matter how tight or loose your shirt, unless you
are wearing a very loose shirt and leaning forwards (a position that
is only really fun when you have a partner!); the shirt is in contact
with your nipples. If you are not wearing a shirt, think about this
for a moment. Is there a breeze? If you are lying naked in bed right
now, is your breath actually blowing moist warm air over your nipples?
How about the sheets? Do you have them pulled up to just above or just
below your nipples? Can you feel the hard edge of the material
pressing against the underside of your nipples and making them stay
just this side of hard?

Are you squirming in your seat yet? You should be, whether you are
dressed or naked, at work or at play, by now you should be a lot more
aware of your body. You are starting to feel the pressure of the air
on your skin as it flows by and if you are standing naked in the
middle of the room bent over the desk reading this; you are still
beginning to feel the floor against your feet and the soft smooth
texture of the keyboard against your fingertips. This brings me to my
next point. There is contact happening at all times. We do not have
the ability to levitate, so in some way, we are in constant contact
with something else. And if you are squirming in your seat, you are
bringing some primary sexual organs into direct contact with
something. Now think about this for a moment, even before I had you
squirming in your seat and licking your slightly engorged lips, those
rather sensitive bits were already in contact with quite a few things
weren't they?

First lets start with the men. Your penis if you are totally naked
hangs at an angle when it is soft. That means the head, the most
sensitive part of your dick is usually bumping and sliding along
against your thighs. So, a primary erogenous zone and a secondary
erogenous zone are being concurrently stimulated just by the act of
walking around naked. Or standing still and breathing for that moment.
Don't believe me? Stand up naked and watch yourself naked in a mirror.
Take a moment to compliment yourself on the fact that you have a body
and then watch how your penis moves with every heart beat, it moves
every time you do either internally or externally. Take some basic,
publicly acceptable bodily functions for example; let's start with
sneezing. If you are wearing tight pants, and you sneeze, the effect,
whether you are erect or not, is quite a bit like a quick thrust to
the source of your pleasure, be it vaginal, anal, oral, manual or
silicon. A cough is similar but in that it uses different muscles,
it's a lot more like a gentle tease or being gently caressed in a
lightly held fist.

Now, women, while they do have entirely different parts, have some
very similar things happening on and in their bodies. As we've done
the whole nipples thing to it's potentially explosive conclusion,
let's start with the breasts. Large, small or in between, breasts are
very sensitive parts of the woman's body. When you get right down to
it, they are extremely taut, very soft flesh spread over a massively
complex system designed to pad the body and simultaneously create
nutrients that are easily digestible by another human being. What does
that mean to us? It means there are a lot of nerves very close to the
surface being stretched so that they are even more sensitive than the
rest of the body. Don't believe me? Did you know the closest
approximation men have to the actual breast is the penis during full
erection? Think about it, the skin gets flushed with blood, stretched
tight and becomes extremely aware of its surroundings. Now back to the
boobs and on with the show.

The breast is under the constant scrutiny of just about every other
human with which it has contact, either visual or physical. Straight
women compete about the size and quality of their breasts much like
straight men and their penises. Gay women and straight men alike spend
huge amounts of time hoping the woman sitting next to them will drop
her pen or take a very deep breath or stretch her arms over her head.
 From the inside, a woman has two of them, usually. They are basically
the same structure and very sensitive. Now, with a bra, those two
breasts are being constantly squeezed and massaged by a very
uncomfortable device that on occasion can be eroticized, but very
rarely. The fact remains however that the contact is constant and in
smaller bursts, or less institutionalized circumstances, most of the
sensations of the bra itself are of an erotic nature. As a side note,
I am not speaking of the shoulder straps, back strap, screaming
headaches from said straps, or broken under wire. Let's just leave
those things out of this conversation. Let's add to the constant
squeezing and massaging of the breast and include the fact that women
have larger nipples then men. The motion of the breast under the bra
due to breathing, walking, or any other kind of motion is rubbing
those nipples against the inside of the bra constantly. Over and over
again, just like someone wearing satin or silk gloves running their
finger over the tip and around the edges of that nipple. Think about
it for a moment.

Now, to discuss the bra-free breast we come to a similar circumstance,
but different set of sensations. Under a tight shirt, that same
sensitive sin is slipping and sliding and rubbing with each breath.
Every step is a caress and every motion of the woman's arms is a
tightening band of fabric across the already sensitive skin. The
breasts can move against each other like foreign caresses and the
skin, although ignored due to years of unconscious effort spent
ignoring the action, is being erotically touched and stimulated.

We are almost there folks, our tour of the human bodies is coming to a
close soon; but we're not done yet. Just as the men have individual
parts, so do the women. And by this I am speaking of the vagina.
Everyone hates that word, but all the pretty ones are taken to
describe the individual parts. Vulva, labia, clitoris; these are fun
words, now a fun phrase however is mound of Venus. While technically I
believe the phrase actually refers to the pubic mound itself, for the
moment it will suffice. Now, on said mound we have outer labia or the
bits what you can see when a woman is not aroused, and she is standing
or sitting with her legs only slightly spread. The inner labia are the
bits that glisten when she gets aroused and are more visible at that
time or when she spreads her legs farther. And there is also the
clitoris, the small nubbly bit at or near the top of the labia, the
top being the part closer to the belly button than the tailbone.

Let's start with the easiest bits, the outer labia. These are in
constant contact with something except in cases of extreme spreading
of the legs, and under those circumstances, generally the outer labia
are still in contact with something. First off, they are in contact
with each other. Just like the breasts rubbing against each other, the
penis rubbing against a thigh, or to be more clear here, a hand or
finger rubbing auto-erotically against just about any erogenous zone;
the labia majora can and do achieve stimulation from each other. The
outer labia are very susceptible to stimulation of themselves alone. A
woman can go from zero to hot and bothered in twenty seconds with
skilled manipulation of the outer labia, and these rich sources of
pleasure are in constant motion. The heart sends subtle vibrations
through their entire length. You know what else does this to the outer
labia? Most high quality vibrators. They are also connected to the
legs through a series of muscles and some obvious skin. The act of
walking separates and closes the labia on a regular basis so that they
are undergoing a constant caress from each other like two lovers
laying as close as possible on a hot summer night. Add to this effect
jeans, sitting down, underwear in a number of interesting cuts, slacks
which while loose around the thighs are often cut so that the crotch
hangs just at the edge of sensation for the labia and you have a
glutton's feast of highly arousing stimulation.

The introduction of clothing and sitting down bring us to the next
step of our tour and we come to the inner labia. The beautiful, if
somewhat smaller inner lips of the mound are more sensitive because
they receive less overall sensation, but they still receive an amazing
amount of attention from day to day life. Again each beat of a woman's
heart sends a shudder of potentially pleasurably sensation through her
inner labia; they too are in constant motion with each step. In
addition to that, most internal motions such as swallowing or coughing
produce a range of action from these tender moist and above all highly
sensitive parts of the body. They are also attached by tendons and
nerve bundles to the clitoris itself. If there is one part of the
female body that can be called the joy buzzer, it is the clit. Gentle
vibrations to the sides of this organ will cause paroxysms of orgasmic
pleasure, internal pressure, especially applied to the fabled, but
truly existent g-spot will actively stimulate this nerve bundle
through subtle manipulation of the connective tissue between the tow
point on her body. And did you know that everytime a woman sneezes it
actually causes all the tendons attached to her clit to tighten
momentarily? When she walks, the hood (a small fold of flesh between
the outer labia that protects both the end of the clit and the
urethra) is pulled back and forth across the ends of thousands of
nerve endings. And most women's jeans are constructed of at least two
square yards of material sewn to a knot that seems designed to rub
along the side or against the top of the clitoris. And of course, you
can't forget that this small cylindrical organ on the woman's body
spends most of its time surrounded on all sides by the vibrating
shifting swelling outer labia.

Now, to bring this back to the coffee shop, think about the fact that
the woman sitting next to you is actively sitting on those outer
labia. Because of that compression, every move she makes is sending
thousands of tiny vibrations straight through her inner labia and
along the sides of her clitoris. Her every breath is shifting the
material of her blouse across amazingly sensitive breasts and her
nipples are being pinches and caressed by every passing wind. The man
who just walked by is literally rolling his penis back and forth
between himself and the cloth of his skin. His shirt is rolling
numerous fibres one by one over each of his nipples and his every
breath is tightening and releasing his scrotum where is being held and
touched by his thighs and the crotch of his pants. The woman behind
the counter is shifting back and forth to keep her feet from hurting
while she stands all day. Each time she shifts, small pumps in her
feet send blood rushing through her thighs and behind her clit. Every
time she bends to get something from underneath the counter the cloth
of her clothing is secretly caressing her in a thousand places that no
lover, no matter how accomplished, could hope to touch at once. And
you gentle reader, what is your body doing right now? What is your
heartbeat doing to your blood pressure? Can you feel your clothes? Can
you really feel your skin?


The above article is my own. I usually write for http://www.shmeng.com
under the same name (Shade) but i thought I would share this with the
crowd

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