giovedì 28 agosto 2014

Orgasms- How do you tell if they are real?


One of the great things about being a woman are orgasms. In my experience when we do have them they are worth waiting for and are incredible. They don't happen all the time and we are not always sure when, where or what will ignite them but they are great! And men never know for sure whether they are real or not, and this often bothers men.

Women however have a much easier time knowing they are exciting a man and when he has an orgasm. The cock grows and when really excited grows more. And when he orgams it goes everywhere. Men certainly want to tell the world they have had an orgasm. You often have to clean it up. Which is something you never do with a woman, unless she is a gusher and there aren't many of them.

So I have decided to give men a few hints as to when they have really hit the orgasm button. And it is not always easy. But if you are attentive you will know.

1. Breathing changes
2.Body temperature rises and heart pounds away
3.Muscle tension
4. Stomach muscles tense
5. Movement in pelvic area
6.Vagina and uterus will contract
7.Anus will contract too. So have a finger inside to test!!!!

It is nothing to do with the noise a woman makes. It is easy to make noises!!!

But what you should also realise, even if a woman is faking an orgasm she is usually doing it to please you. Sometimes it is impossible to have an orgasm even when having the greatest fuck. It just doesn't happen. So don't stress about it and when it does naturally occur enjoy it as the woman will be really enjoying it.

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Taking Control!!!!

On Saturday night I visited a youngish man in his home. He was courteous and kind. He offered me a drink and we chatted. It was all very pleasant. So pleasant that I started to wonder when the action would start. He was not showing any great inclination to get between my legs and I was getting quite randy.

He then asked whether I wanted a look around his place. We did the kitchen and the living room, even popped into the bathroom. And then we reached his bedroom. And here he suddenly put his arm around my waist. He was at the back of me and his hands manoevred towards my panties. I was wearing a short dress and it was very easy to find my cunt. And he found it very quickly!

It was then all action. He suddenly became very athletic and with clear intentions. Clothes were flying every where and I was able to view a very nice cock. Very nice indeed!!! It was bulging and seemed impatient to slide into a warm, wet nest. So I covered him and slipped him inside my very welcoming hole.

I do like the missionary position and he fucked me well. He was rough, but pleasant rough. But after riding me for a while although his cock was happy he was finding the physical exercise demanding. I on the other hand was just about getting going and I wanted his cock very badly. Consequently I flipped him over and then went astride his manhood like an expert jockey. He was surprised but very happy.

On top of him I made sure that I had all his cock inside me. It felt wonderful. I rode him allowing his cock to slide in and out of me. Pushing my pelvis at the last moment to take it deeper and further. The sensation was electric and I had a most wonderful sensation. My orgasm was loud and long and he saeemed very proud of himself.

I then took him out and released his cock from its protective coating and excited him to send his seed all over my body. He let out an amazing amount of sperm and it felt good. And I felt very good!!!

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domenica 24 agosto 2014

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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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

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sabato 2 agosto 2014

I should never complain-Prose for Pros 50

Hello All

This is my 50th little verse, in a series I decided to call 'Prose for Pros'. These little poems have covered most areas of my life, fantasy and reality. They have touched on things that have actually happened and things that I wanted to happen. Throughout, however the world goes on and when I am having fun in bed, others are not having so much fun. When I am short of money, like now, I realise that there are many with less.

This then is a little verse to show that although I may sometimes sound shallow I do feel and try to understand an increasingly complex world. A world where people want black and whites but they only get grey. Like Italy this summer, we may want the blue skies but have to cope with the grey!

 As another shell......

As another shell hits Gazza
I have my own shell deep inside
It explodes
But it does not destroy
It enlivens and pleasures me
I'm fortunate

As another family moves from their home
A cock finds a home
Inside of me
It plays around
It has fun
I am fortunate

As floods swallow whole villages
I am flooded with kisses
My cunt
My arse
My breasts
I am very, very fortunate

As lonely people gather at Termini
I lay next to a warm body
Sharing moments
Telling tales
Getting fucked
I am fortunate

The time to write this
The time to kiss
The time to lie naked
The time to complain
A valuable commodity is time
I am so fortunate

As the shells hit Gazza
I hide my eyes
That wet my pillow
That once caressed two
And I wonder
What should I do

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Prose for Pros 49-I am sexual putty

I was putty in his hands!

Putty malleable adaptable easily coaxed with the right fingers
He had the right fingers
I was put into places and positions
I was easy, easily put

I was easily teased easily encouraged, easy
I was never reluctant
Never resistant, never refrained
I was his

I was his as he opened my door
And opened my smile
His as he opened my legs
His as he opened me up, as he always did

I was tailored to his desires
I was a puppet in his hands
I allowed him to explore me
Wherever he wanted


And he explored me, like explorers before
He was excited by his domination
He touched my cunt
And rammed my mouth

He mapped his territory with red marks
All of me was known to him
And he wanted possession of all
And I easily allowed it, I was easy peasy, sexual putty

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