Sunday, August 26, 2007

A note of pervy thanks

"Perv" has always struck me as a nice, cute word - something I identify with and cherish. A dirty mind is a healthy mind, as my spiritual leader Shaggen Spankarama always used to say.

No wonder, then, that the preferred donation to my tip jar in the right-hand sidebar is a naughty picture or two. Being the discreet gentleman that I am, I treat my email as a dead end - what comes into my inbox stays in my inbox.

But discretion shouldn't prevent me from acknowledging the loveliness that occasionally slips into my inbox from appreciative readers. The images can be anything: a nipple, breasts covered with hands, lingerie... and sometimes they are of people together, cocks in mouths, pussies filled with fingers. One gorgeous series is of a girl alone with her toys, captured on her phonecam. Another series features a couple whose bedroom seems illuminated by the sunset.

I can't say exactly what turns me on, except I'm often suprised by that which does. I love this kind of intimate pornography which is not about explicitness so much as the mood.

So thanks for the tips. You know who you are, you pervs.

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

You're very welcome. One kind turn deserves another.

Isabella Snow said...

Hear, hear! Where are your naughty pics, sir? A little half-nekkidness, if you please! ;)

MonMouth said...

"Anonymous?" Come on Maurice - I know it's you. Stop sending me those pictures of monkeys in suits and ties.

Isabella, darling, I can't really do those half-nekkid things - it's different for men. Just like the difference between a woman wearing stockings in bed and a guy with his socks on.

Ms Robinson said...

Totally agree that it's different for men. I have to smile that GWAOTM wants men to be overtly sexual objects. A filthy man is one who knows what to do with you before you do.

bittersweet me said...

different for men - yes. A rude man who uses his eyes while restricting my vision is a definition of sexiness.

Anonymous said...

Hee, after the pictures I sent you, I rather resent being called Maurice!

Bittersweet, I like that definition.

xx

MonMouth said...

Apologies for the "Maurice" joke. It was flippant. Any chance you might send me another image to refresh my memory?

Anonymous said...

Not to worry, I'm currently in the mindset where you could call me anything you like (I blame browsing through the archives).

Mind you, 'Maurice' is never I name I've been tempted to scream in the throes of passion.

Marcelle Manhattan said...

I'm digging on this debate about men as sexual objects. Isn't anyone an "object" the minute they become the target of your sexual desire? Which means a man is whatever kind of sexual object a woman wants him to be: one who dominates her, one who blindfolds her; even one who (why not?) wears socks to bed. As for me, if I weren't loath to plagiarize Mr. MonMouth's originality, I would post a "tip jar" on my own blog requesting photos of men _completely_ naked. Objectification, I suspect, is in the eye of the beholder.

MonMouth said...

Marcelle, feel free to put up a tip jar for nudie pix. I'd be flattered. The more images of naked people we can encourage, the better the world will be.