Depends ... did you get him? You'd hate to miss and waste the pav.

Okay who wants to explain Pavlova to the foreigners?

When I first started, I was an apprentice bater. Now that I'm a Master Bater, I just whack off all day. I take a sick day to get a break from masturbating.

Lurve pavlova

You know, I really wish pavlova had not been mentioned in this thread about masturbation.
These two things should be kept .... separate.

Dana, the phrase "lurve pavlova" is just sooooo dangerous. Sounds like a euphemism for something very eeiiuuuwww.

lol well I suppose it does at that...

allow me to qualify that statement:

I lurve pavlova!

I used to ;) Back when I had a libido... and a job...

I thought Pavlova was ubiquitous. But as it hasn't made its way to Texas yet - it's a meringue based dessert (hard meringue, soft in the middle) topped with cream and fresh fruit - usually strawberries, but I've seen different toppings. It was named after a ballet dancer, but I can't remember her first name (Anna?)

When I was on a training course a couple of years ago, the trainer digressed into explaining Pavlovian response by telling us about the scientist Pavlova and his dogs. I sat there checking the other women's faces, ready to crack up if anyone gave even a sign of spotting the mistake. Nope. Sigh.

Many things do not make it to Texas, and many things do not make it out either

Oh, I GOT him good. He was on the phone, so trapped. I flicked the spoon and it went from his glasses down to his crotch :)

Payback shall be a bitch

Too muchth lithping.

Oi! Thay it, don't thpray it!!

Particularly appropriate in the context of this thread. :jagoff:

Are men turned on my coming on a woman's face because they've seen it so many times in porn films/ pictures - where it is used because it makes the orgasm visual - or is it used in porn because it is a typical male fantasy?

The amount of male friends who've told me (in their cups admittedly) that it's an unfulfilled ambition makes me wonder. I can't say I particularly enjoy it, but I wouldn't refuse the pleasure to someone I was willing to have sex with - which is a little more intimate after all!

I was told it would make you go blind. Thank goodness for braille.:p

Imagine if every time you had an orgasm, at the very peak of it this "stuff" appeared. Wouldn't it have some sort of otherworldly quality to it, like it was magic. You'd totally associate it with every orgasm you ever had, including your deepest formative years and ever since. Maybe it was even scary when it first showed up, unexpected -- or maybe it was guilty evidence, like you had to hide it because if you didn't, everybody would know what you were doing.

And then, find out that some women act like they're scared of it, like it was battery acid or something. But others would embrace it as a part of the act. Imagine how that might be weirdly fulfilling or amazing somehow, that the woman was saying this "stuff" was not foul, or toxic, or guilty, or messy, but that it came from your orgasm and they actually wanted it and that was the goal to begin with.

Then add on layers of visual stimulation, because men's sexuality is so utterly visual.


TMI?