Do I want another coffee? Prose for Pros 39

I like Coffee!

The phone rings and there is a
Charming pleasant voice
Asking questions about me
And things that I do
And do I want a coffee?

The e-mail box indicates there is
A message, well written, eloquent
Asking me to do things
Some unusual things
And do I want a coffee?

The phone vibrates
There is a short  suggestive message
Asking me about my panties
My breasts and sometimes more
And do I want a coffee?

I do like coffee
I like Italian coffee
Strong and with a kick
But I only take it in the morning
Before 3pm
Sex however, I take all day!

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Can we get stuck together?

One of the great 'urban legends' is the one where two people are having sex and they get stuck together.

I have actually seen two dogs get stuck together but I have never had it happen to me nor have I ever spoken to anyone who has suffered this event.

Nonetheless people are naturally curious and fascinated with the story.

It could be a funny but extremely embarrassing situation and hence the interest. The BBC has recently devoted time and energy to the story and below is the link.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-25827175

I do believe though that it could not happen to me.

My problem is not sticking together but making sure the cock stays in as when aroused I get very wet and slippy. Nonetheless, it would be very interesting to find if there is anyone out there who has witnessed such a coupling. If you have let me know.

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Prose for Pros10

                                Please.......please don't leave any marks

The pain was intense, I shuddered and implored
That he should be more gentle, that he be more careful
That he be.......
But he wasn't
And the pain seemed to enter my arse and fly up through my body

His hand rose like an executioners axe
I awaited the moment frightened but ...
His hand again slammed into my arse
I cried, I sighed
But I gave into his demands, his demands were my demands

And he smacked me again, this time harder
I felt wet and he slapped me again
And I loved his hand, and I loved his cock
And I wanted..
I wanted his hand and I wanted his cock

And I wanted the red buttocks
I wanted his hand marks and
I wanted him inside me
Slipping inside
And grasping my raw buttocks

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Prose for Pros 3

           He stood at my door and it touched the floor!

'I have a problem', he said
'We all do!' I replied
Laughing but he didn't
He was a tall man
Muscular and strong
A tall man

'What's your problem?' I said
'I'm very big', he replied
Laughing I replied
'What's the problem?'
He didn't laugh
A tall man

'Let's see your problem' I said
As he entered my bedroom
'Do you think you can take it? 'he said
As he dropped his jeans
And I dropped my jaw
He was a tall man

'Most women refuse.' he said
'I wonder why? I said
Laughing
But not so sure of myself
It was not only long, but wide
He was a tall, wide man

'Condoms are difficult' he said
'All men say this' I said
Laughing. He didn't
The condom came half way down
A solid girth, a sex trungeon
He was a tall man

'I'll be gentle' he said
'OK' I replied
Not laughing
He was as gentle as he could be
But he strtetched me like I've never been stretched
He was a tall man

'No anal' I said
'OK' he replied
Laughing, his first laugh
'Thank you' he said
'For what?' I replied
'For taking it from a tall man'

He left a sore whore
He left me wanting more
He made me sore but so full
He was my kind of bull
He walked out of my door
But I knew that I wanted an encore
From my tall man!

And he did return ;-)

I do like all kinds of cocks, whatever shape and whatever size, so if you want me to play with your cock then get in touch.

dariax@hotmail.co.uk

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