He was English, I was naive.
He was hot, I was baffled.
“Okay, I’m sorry, but… is it meant to do that?”
Martin glanced down with a little more panic in his eyes than he realized. “Do what?”
“Um, I’ve never seen…” I indicated the thick bridge of skin that clung stubbornly to the tip of his cock. “What is it?”
“My foreskin?” He sounded confused for a moment. And then, sensing that I was even more confused, he laughed. “Really, it’s nothing to be scared of.”
Again, I touched the curious flap, and then let out a little “oh” as it so slowly, unwillingly, retracted a little. Then I stroked some more, and watched in rapt fascination as a thick wave of skin coiled up with my fist, to tap the rim of his helmet.
His foreskin utterly mesmerized me. I’d seen them in pictures, and I knew what they did. But like the first time you see an elephant after years of watching the Discovery Channel, there’s a lot of difference between some video footage and actually meeting one in the flesh.
His prick was thick, his helmet was, too. But when I rolled the extra layer of skin up over it, the damn thing all but doubled in size.
The taste changed, too; sharp and salty when I pulled his skin back, markedly less so as I drew it forward. I loved the contrast, loved the sensation of the flesh folding back against my lips, and then rudely bumping them on its way forward…back and forth, back and forth...
Okay, enough of that (at least for the moment. Personally I can never... enough I said.) As kinks go, I doubt that it even registers a fraction of a flicker on whatever scale it is that such things are measured on, and if it counts as a fetish, I don’t know its name.
In fact, throughout most of the western world, it's probably not even considered the remotest bit strange. But in the USA, where most males are circumcised at birth, a girl who actually prefers uncut cock is more or less as rare (or at least a "statistical anomaly") as a guy who possesses one.
Yet still I was surprised, when conducting a wholly unscientific swing through various XXX video sites, to discover just how few posters seem to share my fascination - or how few straight ones, anyway.
Googling sundry combinations of “uncut cock” produce a lot of hits, of course. But the vast majority turns up in gay or, failing that, she-male sites, for reasons I’m sure we all understand. The simple sight of a pretty girl playing peek-a-boo with a nice thick rollneck sweater, however, was confined to barely a comparative handful of hits.
Search, on the other hand, for girls who find such images repulsive and your browser won’t know what’s hit it.
So, a question....
Am I truly alone in this peculiar little preference?
Or have I stumbled upon what might well be the last Unmentionable Fetish of the Internet Age?
There’s not much else out there that has not been specialized into oblivion, after all, and I bet I’m not the only one here who remembers when MILFs and Brazilians were as much of a niche as clown porn and enemas. So is it time the not-so-humble foreskin was given its day in the sun?
You are invited to swamp me with your own opinions, but before you start writing, a couple of requests.
Let’s keep health and hygiene out of it. If foreskins are the smegma-encrusted incubator for unimaginable disease that the pro-circumcision lobby so deftly argues, then how has the UK (to name but one of many nations where circumcision is a medical, not a cultural, decision) managed to survive?
Religion and politics are out as well. German legislators recently hit the headlines by declaring circumcision to be a violation of an infant’s right not to be purposefully mutilated by its parents, and you can imagine how well that went down with representatives of the Jewish and Muslim faiths. Let us not repeat their insensitivity here.
Instead, let’s just concentrate on the penis itself. On its look, its feel, its texture and taste, and all of the other little details to which that extra inch or so of flesh can make so much of a difference.
Or does it really not make that much difference whatsoever?
He was hot, I was baffled.
“Okay, I’m sorry, but… is it meant to do that?”
Martin glanced down with a little more panic in his eyes than he realized. “Do what?”
“Um, I’ve never seen…” I indicated the thick bridge of skin that clung stubbornly to the tip of his cock. “What is it?”
“My foreskin?” He sounded confused for a moment. And then, sensing that I was even more confused, he laughed. “Really, it’s nothing to be scared of.”
Again, I touched the curious flap, and then let out a little “oh” as it so slowly, unwillingly, retracted a little. Then I stroked some more, and watched in rapt fascination as a thick wave of skin coiled up with my fist, to tap the rim of his helmet.
His foreskin utterly mesmerized me. I’d seen them in pictures, and I knew what they did. But like the first time you see an elephant after years of watching the Discovery Channel, there’s a lot of difference between some video footage and actually meeting one in the flesh.
His prick was thick, his helmet was, too. But when I rolled the extra layer of skin up over it, the damn thing all but doubled in size.
The taste changed, too; sharp and salty when I pulled his skin back, markedly less so as I drew it forward. I loved the contrast, loved the sensation of the flesh folding back against my lips, and then rudely bumping them on its way forward…back and forth, back and forth...
Okay, enough of that (at least for the moment. Personally I can never... enough I said.) As kinks go, I doubt that it even registers a fraction of a flicker on whatever scale it is that such things are measured on, and if it counts as a fetish, I don’t know its name.
In fact, throughout most of the western world, it's probably not even considered the remotest bit strange. But in the USA, where most males are circumcised at birth, a girl who actually prefers uncut cock is more or less as rare (or at least a "statistical anomaly") as a guy who possesses one.
Yet still I was surprised, when conducting a wholly unscientific swing through various XXX video sites, to discover just how few posters seem to share my fascination - or how few straight ones, anyway.
Googling sundry combinations of “uncut cock” produce a lot of hits, of course. But the vast majority turns up in gay or, failing that, she-male sites, for reasons I’m sure we all understand. The simple sight of a pretty girl playing peek-a-boo with a nice thick rollneck sweater, however, was confined to barely a comparative handful of hits.
Search, on the other hand, for girls who find such images repulsive and your browser won’t know what’s hit it.
So, a question....
Am I truly alone in this peculiar little preference?
Or have I stumbled upon what might well be the last Unmentionable Fetish of the Internet Age?
There’s not much else out there that has not been specialized into oblivion, after all, and I bet I’m not the only one here who remembers when MILFs and Brazilians were as much of a niche as clown porn and enemas. So is it time the not-so-humble foreskin was given its day in the sun?
You are invited to swamp me with your own opinions, but before you start writing, a couple of requests.
Let’s keep health and hygiene out of it. If foreskins are the smegma-encrusted incubator for unimaginable disease that the pro-circumcision lobby so deftly argues, then how has the UK (to name but one of many nations where circumcision is a medical, not a cultural, decision) managed to survive?
Religion and politics are out as well. German legislators recently hit the headlines by declaring circumcision to be a violation of an infant’s right not to be purposefully mutilated by its parents, and you can imagine how well that went down with representatives of the Jewish and Muslim faiths. Let us not repeat their insensitivity here.
Instead, let’s just concentrate on the penis itself. On its look, its feel, its texture and taste, and all of the other little details to which that extra inch or so of flesh can make so much of a difference.
Or does it really not make that much difference whatsoever?
Get thee to France, Cap d'Agde specifically. It is a nudist naturist camping experience.
Nobody, I repeat, nobody, there was "cut" It would be an easy way to tell which guys were from the EU and which were American or Middle Eastern.
And it's wonderful getting the Mediterranean sun on the body.
BTW When my son was born he was circumcised automatically, they never asked me or husband or his grandmother for permission. It's a crime that people can not make informed decsions.
Yay for uncut penises!!!!
Love love love me some intact cocks. Mph.
You are not alone. Just go to Facebook and hang around any of the many anti-circumcision Groups, and you will inevitably encounter women saying that they've "been with both" and prefer trouser snakes with eyelids.
Here is a blog post by a woman praising her hubbie's foreskin:
[https://womanuncensored.blogspot.co.nz/search?q=foreskin+bedroom]
More blog posts:
[https://www.restoringtally.com/blog-tag/womens-stories]
[https://www.drmomma.org/2009/10/how-male-circumcision-impacts-your-love.html]
The last link below is super-NSFW! Nowadays, the motherlode of free porn is Tumblr. While most foreskin erotica on Tumblr is aimed at gay men, the minority aimed at str8s is rapidly growing. Here is a case in point. Most erotica in Tumblr is not freshly uploaded, but linked to from elsewhere. In the latter case, you can click through to the original source, and thus discover other Tumblrs featuring natural penises.
[https://ladieslove4skin.tumblr.com/post/39373272814]
I am an American female and abso-fucking-lutely love uncut cock. My first boyfriend was uncut so I didn't have "relearn" anything and from there on out I seemed to encounter more male sexual partners who were uncut rather than cut.
I love the feel of the foreskin as it moves, the little noises men make when you run your tongue between the head and foreskin..I swear even the sex feels different (either those guys had talent, luck or foreskin helps with g spot stimulation) Oh lord you are far from alone with this fetish.