Duluth, Minnesota (OpEdNews) April 25, 2025: I wrote my 667th OEN article titled "Pope Francis (1936-2026): In Memoriam" (dated April 22, 2025):
Then, I read Princeton's Spencer Strub's book review of the extraordinary 650-page book by Diarmaid MacCulloch titled Lower Than the Angels: A History of Sex and Christianity (Viking, 2024).
Princeton's Spencer Strub's lengthy book review is titled "2,000 Years Later, Christians Are Still Worrying About Sex: In Lower Than the Angels, the historian Diarmaid MacCulloch traces two millenniums of libidinal frustration" in The New York Times Book Review (dated April 14, 2025; updated April 17, 2025):
Princeton's Spencer Strub's review is about Oxford's Diarmaid MacCullloch's 2024 650-page book Lower Than the Angels: A History of Sex and Christianity (Viking).
Diarmaid MacCulloch is professor emeritus of the history of the church at the University of Oxford. He is also the author of Christianity: The First Three Thousand Years (Viking, 2010).
Now, in many of my recent OEN articles, I have been writing about the liberation of endogamous kinship libido "married within" one's psyche to one's early childhood image of one's own mom - for instance, in my case, to my early childhood image of my own Mom.
My own Mom had big boobs with eye-catching big nipples (the one memorable time that I was lucky enough to see them when I was a teenager. When I was a teenager growing up in Kansas City, Kansas, my Mom's hometown, my Mom usually wore only her bra and panties around the house during the summer, where only family members saw her. As a result, as a teenage boy who had experienced puberty, I clearly had the contour of my Mom's big boobs deeply impressed in my living memory of her - which is probably why I like exhibitionistic girls and women with big boobs in porn videos that are available free on the internet.
However, as a teenager who had experienced puberty, I do not remember feeling sexually excited by my Mom's big boobs, even though I do definitely remember the one time that I was lucky enough to see them and her eye-catching big nipples.
But I do indeed remember that as a teenager, I definitely felt deeply sexually attracted to my Mom's best friend -- who did not have big boobs like my Mom's big boobs. For me as a teenage boy, she was a MILF.
In any event, I continued to feel deeply sexually attracted to my Mom's best friend who did not have big boobs for many, many years after I was no longer a teen. For many, many years, I enjoyed talking with my Mom's best friend who did not have big boobs. I found her engaging to talk with, and I was pleased by the interest she showed in me and by the interest she showed in talking with me over the years. For me as a young man and as a middle-aged man, she was a MILF.
However, I was always too bashful to tell my Mom's best friend who did not have big boobs directly that I felt sexually attracted to her. Nevertheless, I suspect that she was well aware that I felt deeply sexually attracted to her, and over the years, she talked engagingly with me as her way of showing me that she understood that I felt deeply sexually attracted to her.
Now, as a teenage boy who had experienced puberty, I also felt strongly sexually attracted to two moms of my paper route. I enjoyed visiting with each of those two moms on my paper route whenever I had to collect some money from them for their newspaper subscription. Yes, each of those two moms that I felt strongly sexually attracted to had children who were my age - children I knew. But I still felt strongly attracted to each of those two moms. For me as a teenage boy, each of them was a MILF.
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