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mercoledì 27 aprile 2016

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!!!! ;-)

venerdì 1 aprile 2016

I cannot forget DariaX

She is part of me
A big part
She helped me explore
My sexuality
To understand men's needs
And deeds

DariaX made me more confident
When naked
And clothed
But more when naked
Naked and being loved
And fucked

She took me to hotels
And places I may have never visited
To special places
And she was exciting
And she was excited
And she was me


mercoledì 19 agosto 2015

It groans like an old Ford

There's a shadow that hovers across my breasts
It is sometimes a hand shape or sometimes a tongue
Often a cock

At these times I listen to the sounds of my vagina
It groans and moans like a retired soldier
Eager but reluctant to go into battle again

My cunt seems keen to face the bayonets
The muscular swords
The long spears of joy

Sometimes my lips purse with
Welcoming thoughts
Of a battlefield of lust

A battlefield of sweat and passion
The smell of sex on white sheets
And the dotted stains of cum shots

My ears are pricked
By the sound of my sobs and sighs
Floating out into the night sky

My legs open to embrace
And to inflate
And to menace my memories


domenica 4 gennaio 2015

The Long And Winding Road

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6gCUGaiG6k

It is often a long road
To my door
A winding Road
Divorce, a broken relationship
Unsatisfactory sex
Or just wanting a thrill


The road to my door
Is never a straight one
Nothing in life is straight
Nor is it
A road without roadworks
Without obstacles

Guilt, nervousness, lack of money
Lack of time
Cold feet
Many things get in
The way and often
Mental debris

Availability, suitability
Lack of ability
A dislike of condoms
Nervousness about the unknown
A frailty of the new
A fear of poor performance

Ejaculation that happens
Too quick
Or not at all
And then some regrets
But many reappear
Walking the long winding road

I'm a diary
I'm a love letter
I'm a book of poems
My pages will tempt
The journey
The path though will be

Long
&
Winding


domenica 19 ottobre 2014

Fucked but no bread!


There I am shopping
Ham in hand
Walking towards the bread counter
Thinking what else I need
And the phone rings

Am I available now
And I rush home
And suddenly I am in bed
Cock in hand, and naked
A hand manoevring towards my cunt

My bedmate looks thrilled, excitied
His eyes lusting for more
And he comes, a lot
And then dresses and rushes home
And I lay there fucked but no bread

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818

lunedì 18 agosto 2014

It's in my DNA-Prose for Pros 51

It's in my DNA

Is it in my DNA?
That I like to play
Is it in my past?
The die already cast

When I lay with my legs apart
Is it pre-ordained
And your cock was meant to be
Inside of me.

Your hard cock making
Sweet noises in my cunt
And making me sob
And my spirits soar

Your hands were meant to be
Caressing me, stroking me
Your endless seed scattering
Across my breasts

Sending a message
Already written
A dialogue with the past
I was always meant to take your mast

And put sails on it
And to let it glide
Across my wetness
To 'go about' on my desire

And to journey places we
Had only dreamt about
But unconsciously knew
Because no voyage is a new one

As all voyages have a beginning
A middle
And no end
No end

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818

venerdì 18 luglio 2014

He Nailed Me! Prose for Pros 48

http://www.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/english/nail
http://thesaurus.com/browse/welled+up



He wanted to buy me nail varnish
He wanted to watch me put it on
He wanted the smell and the excitement
I wanted it as well

He wanted a dark crimson colour
He wanted my toes done too
He wanted me to walk up and down
I wanted it as well

He wanted to lick my fingers
He wanted to lick my toes
He wanted me to scratch his back
I wanted it as well

He wanted to fuck me
He wanted me on my back
He wanted to make me scream
I wanted it as well

He nailed me to the mattress
He nailed me against the wall
He nailed me against the floor
I wanted it well

He welled up inside me
He welled up in my mouth
He welled up in my anus
I welled up as well

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818


venerdì 6 giugno 2014

Club Prive-Prose for Pros 44

Club Prive


I was to be his wife, his partner,his girl friend
We held hands, but not convincingly
The changing rooms were clean and quiet
We packed away our clothes in lockers

We were naked
With no place for locker keys
No place for money and condoms
We needed pouches, which some people had

Naked forms greeted us
Some sitting, some reclining in
A spa bath, others having a
Skinny dip

It was invigorating to be naked
But aware of the staring eyes
As I realised there were not many boobs and cunts
But mostly cocks and body hair

3 women infact, including me
We three were the trinity of popularity
We were sought after
Men followed wherever we went

Men hoped for an invite
Into the dark room
My friend was disappointed
He wanted more.....women

He wanted more couples
More playful women
More group sex and it looked
More like a gangbang than an orgy

We drank a beer and talked
Strange talking about work
When naked and in a sex club
But we did

And then a newly arrived couple entered
And my friend moved to invite them
To share our table
They did happily

They were possibly not a real couple
I looked for signs and rings
We exchanged conversation
As you usually do

And then we talked about the spa bath
And how inviting it was
And so we ventured in
My friend sitting grinning

Both men were excited
Hard cocks knocked my legs
Upright cocks searched for air
And more

The men wanted some action
But were embarassed to move
To parade their passion
But desire gained the day

The woman and I were ready too
Her nipples told a story
And so did mine
As we slid along a corridor of doors

Doors that provided seclusion and mystery
We were followed
But my friend closed the door
Hastily, he did not want to share his moment

The woman's mouth was willing
And her tongue too
As she took to my cunt
With alarming speed and agility

The men watched and stroked their cocks
She took my friend in her mouth
As she caressed my clitoris
With lubricated fingers

I was wet and very welcoming
To the other man's cock
That entered me roughly and with zest
I grabbed his buttocks and pushed him closer

My friend rode the woman rapidly
He was too excited for the moment
And he quickly came
And it was obvious she wanted more

I was happy to share, her partners cock
But she wanted to watch
Dipping her fingers in her cunt
And pressing them into my mouth

She tasted good and I fingered her
And then she sat across my face
Her cunt wide and inviting
My tongue and my lips

Her partner held her breasts tightly
Whilst fucking me hard
Hard and I desired it
Wanting him to give me an orgasm I craved

And I did cum, crying with happiness
And she did too
And it was a moment
Of extreme animal delight

Club Prive's can be fun with the right people at the right time and at the right moment. I left a wet patch in a dark room as evidence of this!

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818




venerdì 23 maggio 2014

He was my seat, my throne! Prose for Pros 43

He was my seat.


He wanted it
Badly
Dreamt about it
Thought about it
Constantly

He was nervous
Very
He wished it to be
Relished the real
Passionately

He lay still
Motionless
Welcoming the moment
Greeting the fantasy
Quietly

And I lowered myself
Slowly
Covering his face
With my sex
Suffocatingly

He groaned loudly
Appreciating
My wetness
My Cunt
Lovingly

He licked me
Hungrily
Tasting all of me
Pushing himself
Inwardly

And then he sobbed
Deeply
As my bladder emptied
And he drank
Wildly

He lay wet faced
Contented
Sperm splattered his stomach
And pubic hairs
He was blissful and grateful

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818