A Room With a View

A Room with A View

It was not a beautiful room
Functional, clean and acceptable
There was a bathroom, a big bathroom
Bidet, shower and good, hot water

The bed was large, not king-size
But big enough for 2
And sometimes three
It was often used

There was a room before the bedroom
It was usually bare, like me
Except for a table and 2 chairs
It led to the bedroom

There was a balcony, seldom used
That looked out onto a big garden
It was a pretty view
But nobody really wanted to look

By the side of the bed
Was a music centre
It played to drown out my noises
I am often loud when fucked

The music was often English
And frequently the same
It was background music
And only a few visitors were interested

And by the bed, a bedside cabinet
Where I kept my condoms and toys
And sometimes massage oil
If it was needed

It seldom was as my visitor
Wanted to be in
With his tongue, cock and finger
And I was happy to oblige

There was a chair
Where playmates heaped their clothes
Some folded them neatly
Others too much in a rush to bother

From the bed I could look in the bathroom
It was green and spacious
Some action took place here
But more often than not it was just for washing

It was a quiet, secluded room
Peaceful and ordinary
Looking at it now
You would never believe the things
That took place inside

But there are some of us who do!!!! ;-)

Why do some men remember me?

It is freakish, it is

strange
It is alarming, sometimes charming
It is a lottery, a game of chance
And sometimes depressing

I often want to forget
But not to be forgotten
To be thought of fondly
And not to be rotten

I want to excite
In fantasies and dreams
To warm ageing minds
And lift dormant cocks

I want to be on your lips
And on your tongue
I want to be whispered
And to know it was fun

Because that makes it so much better

Men with moustaches

When I look at a man
I always see a moustache
A black moustache
A black, curly moustache

Men like wearing my moustache
They look at me with greedy eyes
Wearing my moustache
Eating my moustache

I see tongues vanishing
Into my moustache
I see a tongue darting
In an out of my moustache

Men wear my moustache
Until they dress and then return it
For someone else to wear
And they do!

I still have my knickers!

They are a little worn

But not torn

Colour still vivid

Not faded

They fit well

But you can tell

I'm inside them

But also outside

They used to slip

On and Off

Like a smoker's cough

Off more than on

They were pulled off

Slipped off

Yanked off

Eased off

They were left on the floor

By the door

Around my ankles

Below my bum

They were never mine

I just wore them

Men explored them

Men adored them

I still have my panties

My adventures unspoken

But in the elastic and material

Lies my story

Christmas is a lot like sex!

I do think for many of us Christmas and sex have a lot in common. Let's look at a few of these.

1. Most of us look forward to it. We get excited and impatient.

2. We imagine different ways of doing it.

3. We like surprises.

4. We like to unrap our presents. Sometimes slowly but often in a great hurry.

5. We like to eat. And we tend to eat a lot. I always have my mouth full!

6. Most of us like the idea of a mysterious, generous man visiting late at night with his sack full.

7. Sex and Christmas involve a lot of kissing and I like kissing.

The only problem is Christmas comes just once a year and I could never have that!

However, after Christmas is like after sex. You have had fun and you would like the idea of having more but you cannot. You are stuffed! You have had your fill. You like the look of it but cannot manage anymore!

And you know that you need to conserve some energy, some appetite, and some get up and go for New Year. And that is soon!

So if you would like some after Christmas fun to prepare you for the New Year get in touch. I can massage you, I can unrap you slowly, I can take away the after Christmas blues.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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An Egyptian Goddess

He was Egyptian and she was too!

She was very beautiful
Stunning infact
A dusky brown skin colour
And amazing eyes

I had seen her around
Shopping and doing stuff
She always stood out
She was always appreciated

She was aloof but not rude
Kept herself to herself
But was polite and well spoken
Her eyes always shone

And here she was
At the bottom of my bed
Naked and adorable
And utterly sensual

She moved between my legs
And her tongue tasted my cunt
Her husband watched
Quietly and passively

Her tongue was like velvet
Sending shudders and shivers
All over my body
She was good

She moved delicately
To my breasts
Holding one gently
And sucking the other

I was having fun
And she knew it
She kissed my neck
And them my lips

I was not usually into
Such passionate embraces
With another female
But it seemed natural and obvious

Her long fingers entered my cunt
Effortlessly, they glided in
Moistened by my excitement
And my cunt willingly opened

She sat astride me
Wanting my tongue inside her
And I licked and I kissed
She smelt of sex, new sex

And then her husband rode her
He was rough and sarcastic
With his motions
And she groaned with delight

She liked his coarseness
And contempt
And I felt her shudder
And orgasm

And I wanted too
She leant into my crotch and
Savoured my hole
And I cried

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He Wanted Creampie!!!! Prose for Pros 52

Creampies are fattening and more!

I am an escort
I am a whore
So I am often surprised
What men ask me for

They beg me
They chide me
They implore me
They haggle
They plead and they never relent

They want me natural
They want me without
They want me bareback
They want me raw

They want their seed inside me
They want it seeping
From my hole
They want me to be their sperm bank
To be a creampie slut

But I am constant
I am sure
I am a still alive whore
Because although I love to play
I love to have fun
I love a cock
And I love to fuck
But I also love life too

So please be content with the games that we play
I'm just  making sure we are here to play another day

I think that I have made a lot more tyres!!!!

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What's in a name? Prose for Pros 47

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I feel that I am a restaurant!

Why do people choose to eat in a restaurant?

If a person establishes a restaurant, what need is that restaurant meeting?  Is is food or is that too simple of an answer?  Is it the experience or the convenience?  Since the French Revolution, restaurants have been evolving and I think the question is interesting

For me it to eat something I don't make or have at home, as well as to have someone else do the cooking and cleaning up afterwards, basically achange of scenery helps.

- I have nothing ready at home, and we are out on the road, so it's convenient to eat at a restaurant.
that's about it for me. : )

Personally I would go for the food which I would not have access to otherwise.

If we eat out it is usually based on the food offered, the ambiance offered and  the prices. The food is important because if you feel you could have easily prepared the same meal yourself it is not such an interesting experience.

One of the things that reduces the number of times we eat out (besides the cost)is that I am sometimes told my meals are better than those on offer.

In the past eating out was a good way of trying foods from different countries. Now the meals we eat in the UK are inspired by many different countries recipes.

Some meals or restaurants do earn a place in your memory, that is the ideal.

Breaking up the monotony of doing the same thing, without variation, every day (in other words, the need do what is "mentally/emotionally nurturing"  (They offer the chance to have different types of foods, the chance to eat in a different environment, the chance to just sit and relax/socialize during a meal.  Those are all "mentally healthy" things to do, as opposed to eating the same thing every day with/without the same people every day, in the same environment.)

Well it is always cool to see a place that has a "vibe" to it that fits your personality, or one aspect of the complex humans we all are.

Being single....I'm rather drawn to restaurants with a good vibe, good food, and pretty waitresses!!!!!!!!!!!

I also think music can play a part in all of that...but I'm more music oriented than some folks are 

I often do things not on the menu. 

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