Some thoughts on internet cuckold fantasies
I feel it’s just part of being a man that your mind is capable of sublime thoughts as well as profanity, sometimes within the space of a single second. Maybe it is because these are only imaginary classifications, distinctions that we make because of our acculturation and upbringing. I personally hold that the sacred and the profane live cheek-by-jowl, not only in our minds but even in the world… in the Supermind, if I may use that coinage. I believe that a man of depth is familiar with all dimensions of his body and mind — accepts everything, judges nothing, loves or loathes nothing. By extension, I believe that a true man of depth loves the world in its entirety, even if he engages outwardly in efforts to change some things within himself, or in the world. I don’t know if it works the same way for women. I know that there’s this widespread belief that a kiss is a kiss, arousal is arousal, a f**k is a f**k, an orgasm is an orgasm, irrespective of whether you’re a man or a wom...