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martedì 29 dicembre 2015
domenica 13 dicembre 2015
We all look ridiculous with our pants around our ankles!
I've had moments with managers
I've had polite politicians
I've had desirable doctors
And caring chefs
I've had busy times with businessmen
I've had tender teachers
I've had sexy solicitors
And active accountants
I've had jealous journalists
I've had a good fucking from footballers
I've had attentive actors
And protesting policemen
But when their pants are around their ankles
I have to laugh
They are the same
And all as ridiculous as each other
And that is often what sex is
X
So just enjoy
Don't give sermons
I've had polite politicians
I've had desirable doctors
And caring chefs
I've had busy times with businessmen
I've had tender teachers
I've had sexy solicitors
And active accountants
I've had jealous journalists
I've had a good fucking from footballers
I've had attentive actors
And protesting policemen
But when their pants are around their ankles
I have to laugh
They are the same
And all as ridiculous as each other
And that is often what sex is
X
So just enjoy
Don't give sermons
martedì 26 novembre 2013
Winter is calling!
It was difficult getting out of bed this morning. My bed was warm and inviting and outside was not! So I am looking for friends who can keep me in bed for most of the day. So if there is anyone who wants to keep me warm and to do some exercise to create heat then please get in touch.
I was thinking of winter games we could play.
1. Tent Pole Game. Here I make you very erect and I then ctreate a tent with the bed clothes and you become the tent pole. I will have to suck the pole many times to maintain its strength to hold up our tent.
2. Christmas present game. Here we enter bed fully clothed and we take it in turns to take layers of clothes off. as if they were Christmas wrapping paper!
3. Karaoke. This is where I sing Christmas songs using your cock as the microphone
4, Christmas Cake Game. This is where you place pieces of Christmas cake over my body and then eat them. I do the same to you!
5. Blindfold game. This is where I blindfold you and then offer various parts of my body for you to taste and kiss and you have to guess which part of the body. This is a very good game for those wanting to learn English.
And there again if you are cold and miserable because of the winter weather we could just fuck. You visit me, throw me on the bed and fuck me. This sounds fun too!!!!!
dariax@hotmail.co.uk
0039 3281769818
giovedì 27 dicembre 2012
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!!!!
dariax@hotmail.co.uk
0039 3281769818
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!
domenica 23 dicembre 2012
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.
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venerdì 21 dicembre 2012
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.
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