Happy New Year and thank you!

Just to wish everyone who reads this blog a great New Year. I hope 2013 is a good one for all. The predictions are not good but if we are all positive we can all have a great time.

New Year for me will be a night of dancing. I like to dance. I get lost in myself and I enjoy movement and music.

I do not make New Year resolutions but if I did these are a few that I would make.

• Fuck as much as I did in 2012
• Dance more than I did in 2012
• Eat less than I did in 2012
• Laugh more than I did in 2012
• Appreciate life more than I did in 2012
• Sunbathe as much as I did in 2012
• Swim in the sea more than I did in 2012
• Go to the nudist beach more than I did in 2012
• Complain less than in 2012
• And finally to keep exploring my seuality and desires as I did in 2012

Auguri e buon anno

Dariax

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The pants come off!-the lingerie song

One of the glories of being an escort, being a whore, being me
Is the moment, the vision, the expectancy
When pants are lowered, when pants come off,
What will be waiting, like opening a Christmas box
Will it be ready, will it be longing to get inside me
Will it be pointing upwards, downwards even to the side

Will it be bordered by hair, or newly naked, shiny and prickly
Will it taste, will it throb, will it want to move into action
Will it plunge, will it wait, will it precum, will it want me
On my back, on my side, with my bum in the air
Will it want me stood up, legs up,or just up

When pants are lowered, the brand name is non important
Not viewed, not looked for, not an indication
Of what lies within, what is awaiting

My touch, my mouth, my anus, my cunt
When pants are lowered, I am colour blind
Were they blue,red, white,black or blue
Were they boxers,y fronts, were they long or short
When the pants come down, I pant and I pant
When the pants come down they should never go back up
They should stay in the corner, stay on the chair, stay under the bed
When the pants come down a starter gun goes off and I just want to be fucked

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A Christmas Carol-My version!!!!! Part 5

Webenezer felt a desire she had not felt for some time. Her fingers slowly descended to her clitoris and she touched herself. And it felt good, very good.

She moved her pillow between her legs and she moved against it. Her legs tiightened around it and she let out a small gasp.

And then she felt hands touching her. A hand on her breast and a hand on her arse. There was even a hand touching her left foot. And then she was being kissed.

The kiss was hard and long and she felt a tongue inside her mouth. She sucked on it.

And then all was gone. She felt alone.

Webenezer knew she was missing something. Something had been re-kindled. A desire was reborn and she knew she needed a cock inside her. She needed to feel wanted and desired. She wanted to be contolled and dominated. She wanted to be loved.

And then the room became aglow with a light that was bright but not one where she needed to shield her eyes. It was a light that beckoned and attracted. She felt like a moth on a summer's evening.

Inside the light she found smiling faces and naked bodies. But more important she found erect cocks. They all pointed her way. She lowered herself onto one and felt a warmth she had never felt before. It was a warmth that ran through her body and touched her soul. She moved up and down  on the cock and the cock moved with her. She felt another cock enter her anus and the two cocks seemed to meet each other inside her. The feeling was special.

And then Webenezer woke. Her genitals were soaked and sore and she felt a pain inside her. But she was happy. Very happy!

She threw her bedclothes off and ran naked to her window and looked out. It was Christmas day. Snow was on the ground and the roof tops shone. She felt alive and wanted more of it.

And more importantly she knew she would have more of it.

She knew the only thing better than having  a cock inside her was havig two cocks inside her!!!!

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A Christmas Carol-My version!!!!! Part 4

Webenezer dreamt and her dreams were vivid. She felt aroused and her genitals felt stirred. She felt a moist tongue lingering on her foot and then gliding slowly and masterfully towards her vagina. Her vagina that had been closed for years suddenly came into bud and she felt exhilirated.

Webenezer still in her dream world tossed and turned. Her bum arched upwards so the tongue cound get deeper into her wet and welcoming cunt. She sighed.

And then she woke. And screamed!

She could see the top of a head burrowing into her private regions.

She moved quickly off the bed and looked down on a naked man. He was beautiful.

'Who are you?' she stuttered.

'I am your slave. I am your desire. I am your needs. I am your comforter. I am the ghost of foreplay'

'You are a pervert. Who invited you into my bed? Who invited you into my private regions?'

'You did Webenezer. You did'

' I never did.'

'You did Webenezer. I see you dreams I see your thoughts. And I see your desires.'

'You'll see the back end of my hand if you do not depart. Begone demon, begone!'

And with that the apparition disappeared. And Webenezer was left alone. Alone in the dark. Her vagina ached. An ache she had not felt for sometime. An ache that would not go away.

She lay awake imagining a tongue inside her. And it felt good!

A Christmas Carol-My version!!!!! Part 3

Although it was Christmas Eve Webenezer took herself off to bed early. She had no desire to waste money on lighting up her home so thought bed and sleep was the cheaper alternative.

As her head touched the pillow she sank into a deep sleep and her snores could be heard in the street below.

Suddenly, however, her deep sleep was broken by a rattle of keys and the sound of chains. She sat up abruptly and rubbed her eyes.

'Who is there?' she called

There came no reply.

Then suddenly before her was a most beautiful woman dressed in a provocative outfit.

'Who are you?' she screeched.

'I am the ghost of sexy costumes' came an eerie response.

'Get out, get out!' Webenezer screamed, 'what need have I of sexy costumes?'

'Ah, Webenezer, we all have need of feeling sexy. We all like to dress up and play sexual games'

'Not me!' Webenezer called. 'Not me, begone with you.'

With this the apparition suddenly disappeared and Webenezer was left wondering whether she was dreaming or going mad.

She looked around the room and then decided to try to sleep. Within a few minutes she was snoring away.

A Christmas Carol-My version!!!!! Part 2

Webenezer spent the rest of her day looking over her accounts. As her eyes scanned the money coming in column her mouth watered and her eyes brightened. The office was darkening as she kept her lighting at her minimum but she could easily see that she was making money.

Suddenly the door creaked and standing as if a shadow stood a cowering Daria.

'It is time to close up Sir, Christmas Eve is upon us.' she gushed

Webenezer looked at Daria with a look akin to disgust.

'Christmas Eve eh, Christmas Eve. A time for wasting your money and playing the fool.'

Daria Scratchit stood still unsure of her next move. And then Webenezer continued.

'Ok, start to lock up. Make sure all lights are off and heating too.'

Daria turned toward the door and then turned back.

'Are we working tomorrow Sir? It is Christmas day'

Webenezer turned back to her ledger. And as if talking to her accountants snorted.

'Christmas is for idlers and malcontent. We still have bills to pay come Christmas, still have to pay our way. Bills do not stop on the 25th so why should we.'

Daria turned to say something but stopped herself.

'Now off with you'  Webenezer hissed,' and make sre you are back here in the morning. If not don't expect to be paid at the end of the month',

A Christmas Carol-My version!!!!! Part 1

Webenezer looked out of her window and noticed people holding hands, smiling, kissing even and she became grouchy and morose.

'Bah, humbug look at those delinquents. There is more to life than kissy kissy' she said to herself.

Webenezer slowly turned from the window and marched out of her office and found herself looking at Daria Scrtachit. Daria was dressed in a short black dress and her bosum was very evident.

'What do you want Daria?' Webenezer hissed.

'I was wondering if we could have a Christmas party this year. It would be wonderful for morale.' Daria whispered nervously

'Party, Daria a party! This is an office not a brothel. You know what goes on at Christmas parties. Hands up skirts and kissing.'

' No, bah humbug, there will be no shenanagins in my office. Now get yourself back to your desk before I lop some of your wages for wasting time.'

Webenezer turned quickly and walked briskily to the office safe. Making sure that nobody was looking she opened the safe and gazed at the contents. For the first time that day a smile, not a big one, crept across her face.

'Parties, who needs parties.' she whispered to the inside of her safe.

I like to sing at Christmas!

I do not miss the rain. I do not miss the cold. I do not miss the food!!! However, there are many things I do miss about the UK and one of them is music. Great music comes out of the UK and music is everwhere.

This time of year it waltzes out of schools, it parades out of churches and it marches out of government buildings. Everyone is singing or wants to sing. Even yesterday watching a football match in the UK the normal stadium chants have changed and have a very festive ring to them. It is great!

As anyone who has visited me knows I do love to fuck to music. Music creates a mood and an emotion. It challenges the senses!

So, if I had to chart the five songs that I love to hear around this time here they are. Enjoy!

www.youtube.com/watch?v=HwHyuraau4Q

The advert at the beginning is good too!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezxkqPc19FA

3 women can be good. Try it sometime!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ezxkqPc19FA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87q5dmW6zDg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=to652Gy9blI

And there you go. If there is anything better than singing at Christmas it surely has to be having a loud orgasm. I love loud orgasms. If somebody wants to push some Christmas buttons then get in touch.

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It is cold both inside and outside!

My friends in the UK are always shocked when I tell them we have frosts in Rome and it is often very cold. It is cold today. The dog has refused to go out and the garden looked very festive this morning. Frost hung from the branches of the trees, the garden glistened and the tops of fence opposite shone as the morning sun bounced its rays around.

Italy is cold in winter as many of the houses are built for summer. There are cold surfaces everywhere. So I am wondering if there is anybody out there wants to give me a very energetic fuck, you know really athletic sex where steam rises from our bodies. Or if this is asking too much is there anyone out there likes to fuck with your clothes on.

Fucking with your clothes on can be very erotic. It usually happens when you are having a quickie. You are out somewhere with an exciting person and you just have to do it. Long coats are great, you can just flip up the back, untangle what lies beneath and get in.

Jeans can be a problem I have found. They dangle around your ankles and make you look very clumsy. What seems to be the best attire for outside sex in winter is a long coat with a long skirt but underneath stockings or crotch less tights. You can get the idea below.

So if there is anyone feeling cold out there and wants to get hot well give me a call. Remember the body heat of 2 or 3 can generate lots of warmth.

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