Wednesday, August 06, 2008

THE MALE G SPOT

Delivering on my promise

In a previous post I revealed that my g spot had been touched by the oracle lady and that I now understood its secret location and would reveal it later. Well here goes!

For my impatient readers, I’ll give the promised answer up front so you can be on your way. The male g-spot is in a man’s cranium. It’s hidden beneath the personality he presents to the world and is its opposite. It’s the part of him he is afraid to show. Its hidden deep in layers of dread, down near the emotional danger zone and barely above the pain layer. Very much like the clitoris in its crevice, it must be surfaced to be stroked. Here’s the secret: Rouse his emotional fears WHILE HE IS LUSTING and voila! He’s in love again! Now I will give the longer version to the rest of my readers..

Ladies are always puzzled when the eyes of their man begin to wander. But! But! But! They stammer inside their head—He was so passionate at the beginning. The hard truth of passion depletion only slowly seeps in. Like oil well depletion, passion depletion is a reality. It drains away slowly sometimes and swiftly at others. Most women feel powerless to stem the drain. Down, Down, Down it goes to their dismay. Sometimes they try slimming down or bosoming up with a boob job, but it won’t work. Men grow less and less interested.

But there is something that will work and that is to touch your man’s g-spot. I’m about to reveal to you Cleopatra’s secret and Jezebel’s and Bathsheba’s and Madonna’s. Enduringly sexy women all! Wise in the ways of the male g-spot. Touch this spot and hang on for the ride. Ready yourself for the roses and the jewelry and whatever else you want. A stroked guy will deliver. The g-spot is the reset button that wipes away the past and begins a fresh new cycle.

That button is in his cranium! It’s slightly different for every man but the broad principle is valid for all. My first experience with it was many years ago when I had become neglectful of my lady. One night she said to me: I slept with George while you were gone! I was stunned and hurt and outraged and AROUSED. For the next months, I could not get enough of my lady–my queen. The lesson was not lost on her and so she kept George as an occasional lover and me forever interested. The principle of the g-spot is contained in this true story. Regretfully, most ladies do not have the ovaries to push the reset button for a fresh cycle. Stymied by conventionality and scripting and lack of courage, they wring their hands and cry and rage. How much easier to JUST STROKE HIS G-SPOT and he will not want anyone else.

Women have a psychological G spot as well as a physical one. Once I inadvertently touched it on a lady who did not particularly like me. In fact she was annoyed with me and said so. I accepted her annoyance in a way that surprised and liberated her. So much so that she found herself ranting at me. I accepted that too. Something clicked in her head and long pent up feelings of rage pored forth. I could see that she was exhilarated by this release and so I took no offense. She excused herself to go to the bathroom. When she came back she told me she was stunned to find herself incredibly aroused. Later in the throes of passion she told me she loved me. Do you see the lesson here? Her anger was her shadow side, her hidden and “disowned” self. All her life she feared expressing it.

Do you puzzle that powerful executives pay handsomely to be demeaned by dominatrixs. It is their disowned weakness that aches for expression. Add lust and they are catapulted to ecstasy.


So here’s the secret: Notice the “self” that he presents to the world. Is it strength and competence. You can bet the sexual farm that his disowned “shadow” self is weak vulnerability.
Now, the next time he is conventionally “fired up” shock him into helplessness with something you tell him or something you do and he will be catapulted to the next level of ecstasy. Here are two examples from the movies: Tom Cruise’s wife in Eyes Wide Shut tells him how she lusted for a total stranger and wanted to run away with him. Tom’s character is lustfully devastated; Nicole’s stock takes a huge jump. A better example from the movie Sideways is when the brutish husband catches his wife “en flagrante” and after chasing the intruder off is seized with incredible lust and gets her to relate the details of her tryst while they are having sex.

The disowned self may well be strength as in the case of milktoast individuals, requiring the exact opposite tact for the ecstasy effect. Fear is the necessary catalyst to make sex sizzle. Not fear of physical harm but emotional fear, vulnerability, exposure of the self that we hide from the public.

A famous experiment done at the bridge over Royal Gorge proves the hyper stimulating effect of fear. A cute lady gave her phone number to 100 guys she met on the bridge during the summer and 100 guys she met at the end of the bridge. The call back responses were overwhelmingly in favor of mid bridge, suggesting that even mild fear heightens sexual interest.

To briefly review: EMOTIONAL FEAR CATALYZES SEX. Outside the sexual arena, fear is just unpleasant. Inside, it does wonders when skillfully elicited. You can locate anyone’s fears by noticing the self they present to the public and imagine its opposite. Invent ways to call out his hidden fears DURING PASSION and you will send him into ecstasy and reverse the natural depletion of sexual interest.

NEWS FLASH: 9/7/08 I've just learned that noted British author Howard Jacobson has written a bombshell novel: THE ACT OF LOVE that confirms and explores this seemingly quirky truth about male sexuality. "every man who loves his wife, wants her to have an affair."

Disagree? e-mail me and perhaps I can improve this essay. randythepoet@yahoo.com

5 comments:

winpres03 said...

There are days when I think you're nuts! This is one of those. I, like, totally disagree. Not many guys get "into" fear, even when aroused. To imply that guys into dominatrices are "normal" is insulting. To imply that sex without involving this g-spot of yours is short lived is also insulting. Were I a guy, I'd call you out.


Hugs, Sharon

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Randy said...

Randy responds to winpres: read the blog again. This time with a cooler mind. I never said dominatrices were normal sexual behavior. Neither you nor I know what is normal. I said that these guys were getting their shadow selves stroked. The point is that timely pushing the "danger" button is an antidote to passion depletion.

Jim said...

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Oh. My. Gatto. Even IF what you say is true, it smacks a bit much of a book written many years ago: "How to Marry the Man of Your Choice." One astute reviewer renamed it "How to MANGLE the Man of Your Choice."
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While fear and emotional insecurity may fuel fabulous sex, it's surely like any other drug -- requiring more and more of it as time goes on to get the same effect.
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The whole scenario reminds me w-a-y too much of a three-year, long-distance relationship I finally ended about nine years ago. I've never been suicidal in my life, but her antics delivered me to the ragged edges of my own sanity. There were times when ending it ALL seemed like the only way out. For convenient reference, I now call that relationship my "roller coaster ride from HELL."
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Having sex with a crazy person can be earth shaking, but the first red flag should be when their antics begin to seem normal . . . and you starting thinking YOU are the one that is crazy. Your next thought (and action) should be GET OUT! (Of the relationship that is.)
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Randy said...

I believe what you say, Jim, about the drug-like nature of this type of "cranking up" of the libido. Those who pursue these ecstatic highs do in fact keep elaborating the game or finding new partners to play with. This lady revealed to me some of the "fine tuning" extremes she had pursued.(I found that erotic also) But I remind you that conventional sex is drug-like also, tapering off to boredom. The challenge to keep interested is not unlike that of our food taste. The hell you endured with your crazy woman should tell you something about you. Was the lesson lost? As for me I get excited at the prospect of another "crazy" woman. And if it last only one day I'll accept that.