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!!!! ;-)

Stains

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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

Mirror, mirror on the wall.....

'Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who was the very best fuck of all?'
'It's difficult to tell as you seemed to enjoy
Most of them
Or you made the right noises!'

'Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who gave me the best orgasm of all'?
'It's difficult to tells as you were often loud
Does loud mean good?
Or were you just making the right noises?'

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who had the very best cock of all?'
It is difficult to tell as you hid
Most of them inside you
And all of them made the right noises!'

'Mirror mirror on the wall
It was you who fucked me best of all
You gave me the best orgasm
And you had the best cock
I know because I loved watching you.'

Club Prive Roma

  In a club Prive

In a Club Prive
Naked
I sat talking
About the weather

In a Club Prive pool
Naked and wet
I sat in conversation
About football

In a Club Prive bar
Still naked
I complained
About the price of food

In a Club Prive private room
Naked but covered by men
I was fucked
Again and again

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

The Bus

We sometimes take the bus just for the ride!

There was no need
I was not going anywhere
I did not need to be anywhere
It was just an impulse

There was an empty road
An empty seat
So I took it
It was there

There were many seats
Offering similar views
Of similar places
But I sat near the window

I could see and be seen
The window of life
Capturing the movement
Of the day

I was thrown about
Knocked around
I bounced up and down
As we raced to our destination

The destination was not important
But to arrive was
Arrival meant something
I was travelling again

The bus emptied
The city's seeds flushed
Through the doors
And dripped into a waiting life

I sat on a warmed seat
And wondered
Should I take another bus
Or just stay on this one

This bus I knew the route
I had travelled its routine
And witnessed its contents
And knew what to expect

And I stayed
On my warm seat
With no timetable
And only the excitement of routine

The umbrella would not open

It was a grey day
An English grey
Smudged and smeared
Blacks and whites
Scythed the skies
And mottled shades of
Dark and light
Sank into the horizon
And lay in wait
For the morrow

The night ejected the grey
Like a smoker's breakfast smoke
And street lights haze
Made angels appear
And the floating whites
Of car headlights oft dazzled
And splattered the pavement
Spotlighting dog shit drying
As moonlight spat

And the spits became splodges
And hair dampened
Dripping over my face
Smudging mascara
And revealing a nocturnal warrior
Intent on being dry
But revelling in the damp
The umbrella snapped into action
But would not open

A broken umbrella
Like an unfulfilled life
Hanging around in useless anticipation
For something, but inert
And the rain only deepens
The frustration
Of getting wetter
But carrying a weapon
Of the past

Windows

Windows

What window are you?
Do you hide those looking in?
Or those looking out?

Many people obscure,
They erect blinds
And curtains are drawn

However, you can see through me
I am tainted and torn
But continue to darken the light

I create shadows
That men hide in
And where I'm hiding now

The window was opened
And now it's shut
The paintwork making a seal

Leaves

Autumn Leaves

Yellow and browns, the autumn outfit
Some want to sparkle
And throw on the red dress
The very red dress
The dress that means I want action
But most settle for brown and yellowish shades

None remain blemish free
But most contain the stains of a summer party
Some cling to the past like a leech
Even October winds cannot induce a fall
They wave defiantly above the carpet of friends
Who once created summer shade
And a respite from August heat

But like all, they will fall
As winter's chill knocks and grey skies plough the heavens
The last leaf falls, dropping like a tired child's eyelids
After an exciting day
But already life is stirring within the sturdy trunk
The life blood of tomorrow's leaves stir
Slightly, awaiting spring and a new passage of time
A passage of time when the leaves of Fall
Are quickly forgotten
And all looks forward to the blossom and the buds

When he finished I wanted more! Prose for Pros 41

He is in a rush
To fuck me
He wont take a 'no'
I am not available

He wants his cock
Between my tits
In my mouth
In my cunt

He is fixated
He is one track
He needs  to be satiated
A typical male

I want to kiss
To be aroused
To be turned on
To be petted

He wants to force me down
Force my legs open
Empty his seed
Across my face

He wants to make his mark
To brandish his sword
To whip me with his cock
To make me sore

And then he has finished
As my libido is awakened
And I want to make him sore
To feel him deep
Inside
In
I

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dariax@hotmail.co.uk

Thank God for Men!!!! Prose for Pros 37

They are amazing
They are predictable
They are reassuring
They are delectable

They are fun
They are generous
They are loving
They are kind

They are pleasure givers
Pleasure seekers
Pleasure makers
And a pleasure

They are forthright
They are all night
They are seldom right
They are always bright

They are not a puzzle
They are not complex
They are basic
And just want sex

And more importantly they never get bored with sex and with looking at a female bum, female tits and of course a female cunt.

And I am so happy about that. What would the world be without them????

I salute you all. Thanks for the pleasure of your company.

And I love to be pleasured!

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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Squirting and Gushing Revisited Prose for Pros 34

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The Sun Is Out!!!!

So the sun has arrived.It may be only for a few days but it has done its job. It has shown us the good weather is on its way. It has shown us that winter is on its way out. It has revealed a world without coats and jumpers. It has indicated a world of skimpy clothes, nude sunbathing and ever frisky men. And I like all 3!!!!

(By the way I cannot remember Emma Watson looking like the above in Harry Potter! She looks spectacular. She also looks natural and very happy. And why not it is spring and she is naked!)

I have a number of cats that pay a visit to my garden. They are a lot happier as food seems to be more available. The sun brings out the lizards and also starts the birds laying eggs. Both these are welcome to hungry cats!

The only problem with the sun is that when it streaks into a room you suddenly catch glimpses of dust and some hidden cobwebs. It is time to spring clean and this cannot be done outside. However, I have had a few men keen on being a 'slave' write to me and I am very happy to have them around to do the dusting etc

Spring also means flowers and blossom. It is when next door starts to get hidden by foliage. Not a bad thing considering the things I get up to!!!!

I was wondering about some of the things I could get up to this summer. I want to have something to get excited about. Salsa dancing on the sea front of Ostia. Wading naked into the sea on Ostia's nudist beach. Having hot, sweaty sex after a lazy day on the beach.

Now if there is anything you would find interesting to do let me know. I am both willing and available.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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Royal Tattoo!

I have noticed that quite a few escorts have tattoos and or piercings. Now I haven't got anything against either but apart from my ears I dont think I could have another part of my body pierced and I am not keen on having a tattoo.

 But do men find them sexy?

Do men look for women with tattoos or women with interesting piercings?

I have met a number of men who have piercings.

The tongue and the lips are relatively common but I have met one or two with a cock stud and also some with pierced nipples. Now i think of tattoos and piercings as an accessory. They can illuminate a part of the body. So why have your cock pierced? It is not, unless you are a flasher, a part of the body you show off in public.

I must admit I was intrigued with the cock stud. It was large and gold and went through the top end of his cock. Men with cock studs are very proud of their piercing. And the reason being, obviously, is that they do not have an opportunity to show and talk to someone about it.I must admit I was fascinated to see it removed prior to sex and it did seem to turn him on.

I do know a number of women who have a tongue piercing. They believe that it helps them give a better blow job. Now I am yet to hear, read etc any evidence from those getting the blow job that it was any better than one given by someone without a piercing!

Tattoos are very common nowadays. Everyone below the age of 30 seems to have one and there are some with a body full. Women too!

And I have seen a few tattoos on women and men that are close to their private parts.

Now I am a flirt, exhibitionist and have no problem going naked in public but I would be a bit embarrassed going to a stranger and asking him to pierce my labia.

Same when it comes to tattoos. Having 'Made in Italy' on my bum would be fun but I am sure I would be red faced asking for it.

And it is not just the embarrassment. You pay a lot of money for tattoos and piercings and from all accounts it is very painful. And I imagine in the private regions it would be doubly so. Embarrassment, pain and expense may be ok for some but it is not for Dariax. I can maybe do with one at a time but not all 3!!!

So if there is anyone out there who can say a piercing or tattoo has greatly improved their sex life then let me know. I am intrigued!

And also, if there is anyone who wants to show their piercing and/or tattoo to an escort well get in touch.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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