hair.
Bruno Dayan
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“The painter sat beside his model mixing colors while he talked about the whores that had stirred him. His shirt was open, showing a strong, smooth neck and a tuft of dark hair; his belt was loosened for comfort, a button was missing from his pants, and his sleeves were turned up for freedom.
He was saying, ‘I like a whore best of all because I feel she will never cling to me, never get entangled with me. It makes me feel free. [...] Somehow or other even the hair of a whore seems impregnated with sex. This woman’s hair… it was the most sensual hair I have ever seen. Medusa must have had hair like this and with it seduced the men who fell under her spell. It was full of life, heavy, and as pungent as if it had been bathed in sperm. To me it always felt as if it had been wrapped around a penis and soaked in secretions. It was the kind of hair I wanted to wrap around my own sex. It was warm and musky, oily, strong. It was the hair of an animal. It bristled when it was touched. Merely to pass my fingers through it could give me an erection. I would have been content just touching her hair.’
[Anais Nin, Little Birds]
Hair holds the passage of life in it.
Bury your face in a womans hair and you can smell and feel what she is.
It can be very sexy.
Love this
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I am so glad that you are posting again.
Yes, to bury my nose in my lovers hair with my lips whispering tiny thoughts of lust across the back of her neck.
That works!
I looked at myself in the mirror the other day after lingering moments, on top of a large dining table. I remember the hard, smooth wood. And my long hair, covering my face. And I remembered this post.
“He then rubbed my nubile body with fruit linaments and noxema. Then he artfully covered my back with melted butter and cloves. And until the flies and ants came, methinks it was the finest love-making that the world have ever known.”
With words like those, why is the world so against genital hair?