Surrounded by cocks but none wanted me!

Yesterday was so hot so I decided to go to my favourite beach, Capocotta. Now going to the Dunes on a Sunday is a bit like being a lemming. It seems that the whole of Rome is heading down the Colombo. It is manic.But like a sun worshipping lemming I was drawn to the sea and the sun.

Parking was impossible. Cars were parked in strange places, double parked and even triple parked. I parked far away from the beach I wanted to go on and took the bus. The bus was empty.

Now when people mention Capocotta Beach they are often really referring to the beach after Gate 8. Capoccota is in itself only a very small beach where people have been given permission to sunbathe naked. However, people are naked either side of this. I tend to walk along and when I see some naked bodies and it is not too busy I put my towel down.

Well yesterday I did find a nice place. It was not crowded and the sea seemed clean. It was not until I started to look around that I noticed that most of the men were gorgeous, had great bodies and were also revealing shining, good lengthed cocks. I was on the Gay beach.

It was so strange to be with so many lovely cocks and not one of them was interested in me.

Behind me there was all kinds of activity on the dunes and in front of me there was quite a bit of kissing and embracing in the sea. So I had sun, sea and entertainment.

The hilarious part of my day, however, was with the men who like to ogle me and masturbate. Some men tend to walk along the beach until they see a woman they like, usually a naked woman, then to sit nearby and masturbate. This happened a few times yesterday, with very funny consequences.

The voyeurs generally try to place themselves in a position where they can play with themselves and I can see. They have a newspaper or magazine to hide their game from other people. Well yesterday the newspaper could not hide the activity from some of the Gay men around me.

Gay men seem to have an antenna for erect cocks.

So when my onlooker started to get aroused he started to get some attention he did not really want.

One of the Gay men nearby actually went up to one man and started to have a conversation. I am not sure what was said but the Gay man returned to his sun lounger and the voyeur got up and left.

So it was an unusual Sunday. I was surrounded by cocks but completely left alone. It was a very relaxing day. Which is strange as it must have been one of the busiest days of the summer for the beaches that stretch from Ostia to Anzio. I had a lot of space, I had great company and I was a few metres from a very inviting sea.

So my tan is looking great. If anyone wants to check it out then please get in touch.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

0039 3281769818

Up skirt experience!!!!!

All good girls are taught from an early age how to manoeuvre their legs so as not to allow anyone to have a chance to see what is between their legs. It appears that men are really excited when they just catch a peep and it can be just a little peep too. The paparazzi, consequently, are on overtime trying to catch that moment a pair of long, slender legs turn to make contact with the road or pavement. Here are two examples.

You see, sometimes less is best.

Look at two pics of me. Which one excites you the most? And here I do hope at least one excites you!

One is not about mystery and forbidden fruits but just 'look at what I have got for you'. Whereas the second is where I was doing something for myself, it was not a public show. And here we have it.

Sex is such a taboo and little talked about that we are constantly fascinated what others get up to. So we are not so taken with the performed stuff but crave the pics and videos of someone not knowing that they have been captured on film.

I have a friend who loves to drive me to my appointments. He likes to peek in his rear view mirror when I dress and change my underwear.

I am quite relaxed about this and to be honest I do enjoy it too. That is as long as he drive safely and doesn't takes his eyes off the road too long.

His greatest thrill, however, is when I return to the car after playing. He just loves the smell of sex. He insists that I do not wash when I have completed my escorting liaisons. This can be a little difficult as I do want to and I also think the client is shocked when I don't. However, when I want to give him a great thrill I tell my client that I have to rush off and leave without the complete wash all over. When I return to the car his nostrils are flapping in the wind!

As I do possess large breasts, many men do like to ejaculate into and onto them. Consequently, my friend loves to pounce on me and to lick my breasts and to taste them. His excitement is immediately noticeable.

The back seat is quite obviously more than a passenger seat. You definitely do ride in the back. And I should know!

And it is not just the back seat that has all the action. I remember one friend who loved to fuck me on the front of his bonnet.

I prefer a clean bonnet though!!!!!