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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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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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!

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Wow! Did I change the weather?

Just before Valentine's day I posted a few blogs complaining about the weather. I wrote about rain and grey clouds. I wrote how depressing it is. However, since those blogs there has been a transformation in the skies around Ostia and I am looking out at this moment and seeing blue skies.

And we have had blue skies since the 14th February. It is as if all the love that was shared on that day changed the weather! Or is this wishful thinking????

I am consequentlty, hoping that there is a connection between love and sunny days and I am doing my best to ensure good weather for all of us.

I am going to make love as often as possible to maintain the good weather we are having. You must all wish me well and if there is anyone wanting to contribute in this 'love fest', then get in touch!!!!

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Prose for Pros 22

                                    Why is Valentine's Day in February ?

There is nothing romantic about

Grey skies and clouds laden with rain

There is nothing exciting about

Wet shoes and soggy stockings

There is nothing passionate about

Puddles and over full drains

There is nothing as miserable

As February days

So why, oh why put a

Day of passion, a day for romance

In the bloody middle

Better just to jump

Into a warmed bed

And fuck!

So anyone wanting a warmed bed then get in touch!

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