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- Cry babe cry
Some women CRY after very GOOD sex.
And I am one of them.
Well, at first it seems that tears have nothing to do with good sex. However, probably, at least once in lifetime almost every woman gets an orgasm that makes her burst into “love you, thank you” tears and gives her man a “did I hurt you” shock.
Why we cry after good sex?
At times, when my man brings me to my orgasmic peak or when I cum - my eyes get shined with big big crocodile tears. And it’s not about pain or something the like, this is all about great satisfaction and intense orgasm.
Basically, it has something to do with hormones and emotions. Orgasms release hormones, endorphins, which cause emotional highs and make an emotional woman cry for no reason. This is her body response to the pleasant stress, telling she has completed a fantastic sexual journey and simply felt GOOD. The crying cumming is not a common thing, of course, but it is not a problem for everyone, too. If you managed to lead your woman to happy after (during) sex tears, usually followed by blushful smiles and shy laughs – this is your reward and her gratitude.
Apparently, we, women, let ourselves cry more than men. We cry on average 4 times more than men. And we cry for different physical and psychological reasons. That’s why I think you won’t go wrong if you talk to your woman to figure out the reason she’s crying after or during sex. Read the previous post His licks and special tears for my example.
And one more thing from my experience somewhat explaining women’s world and behaviors. If a woman is laughing after a bad sex – this is a good sign; just laugh with her and try later. If a woman is laughing after a good sex – that’s also a good sign meaning she is happy. And if a woman is crying after bad sex… Oh… well… you know.
Eyes tell everything since they are the doorway to heart and truth
Hope this post was helpful, and I also found some stuff to enjoy. Here is a fun article by a “crying” woman.
Cry babe cry ;)
Mon, 06 Aug 2007 12:42:00 +0000 - His licks and special tears
She is making her milk cocktail. He enters the kitchen and walks up behind her. “Hi Sugar-babe” he whispers along the back of her neck.
“Thirsty?” a deep humming sound came deeply from his chest.
“Yeah,” she says titling her head to the side and catching the enticing smell of passion.
“I’m too...”
He continues to nuzzle her neck, planting soft licks every now and then. He starts to lightly flick her ear lobe with his tongue and lets his hands travel under her mesh chemise to knead her breasts. She gasps and arches away from him, thrusting her nipples towards his palms. He roughly turns her around and eagerly frenched kisses her, plundering the soft warm insides of her mouth. Her hips begin to buck frantically and he grabs her around the waist to lie down onto the kitchen table.
He sees her nipples now peeking through her chemise and a wet spot shining on her white panties. Taking off his shirt, leaning over her, making her feel his bulge, he starts to lick, kiss, bite her belly with her nipples hardening in his palms.
Lust filling her mind and body lets sexy whimpers escape her lips forcing her legs spread wider, offering herself to him.
Keep tasting her belly he slowly slides her pants off to have the moisture of her pussy leak out.
“Hey…” he smiled at her.
“Mmmm, yeah… you did it to me” she said licking her dry lips.
He looked at her teasingly erect clit popping out of his skin hood and mysterious slit “smiling”, juicy and hungry. He kneels on the floor and her legs come to rest on his shoulders with another flood of wetness soaking her underbelly.
He blows gently on her pinky pussy wings. The intense, loud, long “Ahhh!!!” rends the air as he starts to roll his tongue all around the clit, never touching the place where she wants it! He is parting her lips with up-down motions lovingly exploring every inch of her soft flesh, swallowing every single drop of her juice, savoring the sensation, smelling her uniquely delicate scent, swirling, blowing, pushing! His tongue seductively homes in on her pulsating clit drawing small and big circles making her twitch and pant with amazing pre-orgasmic pain penetrating her whole body!
Watching her basking in the sensation, he erotically inserts one then two masterful fingers deep inside her, finding his way to her g-spot and feeling his dick about to burst.
“Damn, it’s worth dying for!!” she breathes with yearning cries of ecstasy as he caresses her butt hole with another hand. She keeps giving him more and more to swallow, shuddering beneath his touch. “Harder, please don’t stop!” crunching her teeth, howling, digging her nails in his hair and moving her groin to the motions of his mouth she finally meets an intense powerful orgasm slowly letting her catch her breath and open her eyes.
“My woman…my… the best” he thought and these words tasted good on his tongue.
“Now you!”
Her commanding tone causes his balls to tighten and his hands to turn her over onto her tummy. Before she can completely recover, he sheds his pants and thrusts his hard tool inside her to erupt in a few strokes and reward her with her second release. The rhythmic contractions continued to rock their bodies.
Still having his dick in her hotness; he slowly bends over her back to give his woman a thank you kiss.
But…
He notices two tears rolling down her cheeks.
“What’s up Honey?? Did I hurt you??”
“Oh no, just thank you… you orgasmed me to tears of satisfaction. It was the most fulfilling orgasm I had ever had from licking me. These tears are special” she purrs with a happy little-girl smile.
Never has a meal at the kitchen been so tasty...
Fri, 03 Aug 2007 13:41:00 +0000 - Sooner or later, you need to give and receive a gift, babe
Men love gifts, kids like gifts, but women love gifts more than anyone on Earth (smile) And, of course, I’ve got a lot of gifts on my birthday. Wonderful flowers, jewelry (I’m all about jewelry), bedroom stuff, a cute sex toy massager (travel teaser erotica vibrator - just for my summer travels ahead ;) and lingerie.
Well, GIFTS…
Sooner or later in life, everyone needs to give and receive a gift. I’m a spirited gift giver and appreciative receiver.
Of course, I adore receiving presents from men, since their gifts say quite a lot about how they feel about you. However, sorry for the pun, better not to give me “better not to give” kind of gifts”:
“Was to busy to be creative”,
“You’re not as beautiful as the day we met”,
“Actually, I’m guilty of something”,
“I give you something – you give me something”,
That one which is for his benefit not mine
A PROMISE of a gift. Even worse :)
In my opinion, the best gift is the gift from heart, that one making me smile and purr happily at his feet, covering with “oh thank you” kisses!
For example, the most imaginative “I love you” gift ever was once done by my man who is far from writing, but has an undiscovered writing talent. He typed in italics 20 pages of his poems describing me, our relationships and sex. Printed and made them look like a book.
In my turn, when giving presents, I don’t always wait for a birthday or other special occasion, because no reason is often the best reason and the very act of an unexpected gift says “I care for you, I think of you and want you smile”. My presents are not always practical, expensive or exotic but they are always thoughtfully chosen. The only problem for me in “gifting” is WHAT to give and HOW to make it remembered as something really special.
The most special gift given by me was acting out my man’s belly dance fantasy. Being artistic and adventurous, I decided to dance for him in a suggestive belly dancer costume.
My own survey (let me call it like that ;) suggests that
Women are more likely to re-gift than men;
Most men give flowers just twice in a year;
The most frequent gifts from men are perfume and lingerie items;
From women – perfume, skincare/shaving stuff, clothing;
Women get more gifts than men. Of course.
And the most amazing thing is that there are men who also welcome floral gifts, but their masculine nature prevents them from admitting this... I personally never sent a flower for a man. However, my mom once gave a houseplant as a gift for my dad.
Well, maybe the act of sending your man a flower can be more exciting than confusing..?
Are you good at gift giving and receiving? Flowers? ;)
Tue, 31 Jul 2007 12:54:00 +0000 - Today is my Birthday
(My friend sent me this lovely picture with
"I want your paws be soft and pink, I want your purrrrs be satisfied" :))
Birthdays always get me thinking and hopeful...
Oh my God, it seems like just last week I was 18. But today is my 24 th birthday and, as usual, I’m going to blow out the candles on my birthday cake and make a wish. Whoo hoo!
Honestly, I am a happy woman, because the past year was fantastic. I started this blog by Nellioness (my name plus my zodiac sign) and met many of wonderful people who are my friends now. Thank you for being with me! Thank you for being responsive, friendly and open!
Thanks to my family for taking care, encouragement and love!
On birthdays my mom always says “You are young enough, you’re old enough, too”… I don’t usually get unhappy about getting older but there is something about this birthday. Have no idea why...
Well, here I go, onward with 24!.. (satisfied purrrrs)
Fri, 27 Jul 2007 09:01:00 +0000 - Sex toy joys without boys
Yesterday world sex news. com linked to an interesting article about mechanical masturbation and its spread among modern women. Some extracts:
~In northern Europe, one out of two women uses a mechanical sex toy and 'Tupper-dildo' parties are increasingly popular.
~'Can the use of sex toys desensitise women to real penises?' This metaphysical question was posted on the website of American magazine Esquire by a worried male reader and is worth asking - especially since we know that European women are becoming more and more fond of erotic gadgets.
~According to a recent survey, more than half of Irish, Swedish and British women own an electronic boyfriend; the south remains more prudish and pleases itself with sombre rosary beads. But the barbaric invasion of the Dildo knight and his squires is well underway.
~The shady sex shops of Pigalle in Paris are finished. For example, aficionados can purchase their beloved vibrator or dildo at Ann Summers at London Luton airport, before taking off for real.
~Another little revolution is the increasing success of ‘Tupper-dildo’ parties, based on the model of innocent get-togethers for 1950s housewives, where a resourceful hostess would show the other guests the latest household commodities (and let them try them out); a sociable concept, and a rather profitable one for the organisers.
Well, yes, today we pay proper attention to our sex lives, because we are well-informed of sex importance, curious about sexuality issues and open-minded about novelties that definitely spice up things. It’s true that sex toys are becoming more popular and for me personally it’s also true that if used without perversion and addiction, they don’t lead to desensitization to real penises and pussies.
My attitude to adult toys is absolutely positive. For me, a sex toy is not a replacement for the real penis. Not for the world! It’s an ADDITION to my sex life. And this addition is not a bad one, because if a woman isn’t obsessed with sex toy use, she can get a lot of benefits for her health and sexual experiences.
The same is true for men who aren’t frightened by sex toys and, otherwise, add them from time to time to their solo and partner plays. I don’t mind when my man uses nice cock rings, for instance, because these adult toys please both my spots and his shaft. If he is getting his pleasures alone – surely, I’m ready to shower him with a lot of masturbation sex toys and artificial pussies, if only he doesn’t enjoy somebody’s real pussy. Ok, of course, if a man wants to cheat on his woman – he’ll do it. But, nevertheless, a masturbation sex toy put with care on his favorite pillow will reduce the chances.
Another point stressed in the article is ‘Tupper-dildo’ parties. Hah, well, I personally find sex toy parties and ‘Tupper-dildo’s good and informative for many people whether they are married or single, adventurous or cautious, fans or haters. Parties like these present samples of the most popular products, provide some educational information, and just let you gather with your friends for fun, jokes and drinks.
As to purchasing of sex toys beyond the specialized shops, it’s quite another matter. And I’m against.
Finally, the thing that have always interested me as a woman. For example, imagine the situation when the merciless circumstances (business, trip, health problems) force you be away from your partner. What would you choose: to bring your sweetheart a vibrating “rescuer” or let him/her decide on his own? I guess the factor of desensitization won’t be an issue.
Therefore, in my opinion, getting sex toy joys without boys (girls) isn’t always a wrong way of sexual satisfaction.
Do you agree with me?
Beautiful pics huh? :)
Tue, 24 Jul 2007 11:40:00 +0000 - How damn creative we get when it comes to...
Masturbation... Yes, again ;)I have just stumbled upon an interesting list of words – The World's Largest Collection of Male and Female Masturbation Synonyms. And I’m sitting impressed at how damn creative we get when it comes to masturbation. Some of the synonyms even reveal the *techniques* people resort to! My lips can’t stop smiling. The only Mark Twain quote “A jerk in the Hand is worth Two in the Bush” made me LOL!
Some nice and stupid masturbation synonyms from the collection…Ah, MEN...
A big date with Rosy Palms
A date with Mrs. Palmer and her 5 slut daughters
Beating the balloon
Being a virtuoso of the skin flute
Blowing your load
Calling in the National Guard to assist you in a strategic crisis
Cleaning the pipes
Cranking the love pump
Downing at the club (for members only)
Engaging in safe sex
Finding yourself
Five against one
Five-knuckle chuckle
Following my bliss
Giving the seamen shore leave
Giving yourself a helping hand
Kicking your roommate out for five to ten minutes to "call your parents"
Making yogurt
Much goo about nothing
My sex life!
One man show
Playing the flesh flute
Playing the one-handed air guitar
Pleasing your pisser
Praising God
Puttin' the tie on
Self-induced penile regurgitation
Sending yourself a hand-job-o-gram
Sex with someone you really love
Shaking the sugar tree
Whipping the ballsMmm, WOMEN…
Applying lip gloss
Bathing the kitty
Beating the Beaver
Checking for depth
Checking for the jackpot
Checking the pulse
Cleaning your fingers
Clit-o-Rama
Digging for my keys
Diving for pearls
Doing the two-finger salute
Excavating the Tunnel of Love
Exploring the bush
Fishing for cumpliments
Fucking without complications
Gagging the lips of love
Genital manipulation
Genital stimulation via phalangetic motion
Getting a lube job
Getting a stinky pinky
Getting to know yourself
Going around the corner
Going deep sea diving
Hee-Haw with wrinkled Mee-Maw
Petting the kitty
Sexercising
Taking a dip in the lake
The two-fingered tango
The virgin's release
Tickling the kitty
Two-finger typing
Wading in the Bermuda Triangle
Walking Downtown
Whipping your creamAnd all these are simply “masturbation! Which made your laugh and which do you like? How do you call your act? Any personal synonyms?
;)
Fri, 20 Jul 2007 16:40:00 +0000 - When you are your own best friend
It all started with: “Nell, a suggestion for a future post: How many people prefer no lube vs. lube when cranking their meat? That goes for the ladies too… Does the beaver enjoy being stroked on land or in the water?”
Three thoughts crossed my mind:
*Ah, again a “no one will let you know his truth” kind of topic
*Do I like it called the beaver?
*Mmmm… Mmmasturbation…
Of course, masturbation is a part of my sex life. I consider it one of the keys to the doors of sexual health and success in a relationship. If you are not addicted and obsessed about self-satisfying your flesh, there is nothing bad in it. The real downside is that many don’t feel comfortable discussing, watching, not to mention indulging in this nasty dirty act. Although I personally don’t share the bad attitude, it’s probably justified...
I was shocked to find out the following facts from history. During the 1820s some adult parents were so against masturbation that they made their sons wear metal chastity belts, or pierced the foreskin with a wire and put the ends together that made it painful to have an erection; while young women were forced to wear steel gloves at night! People thought masturbation can lead to madness and illness. Thanks God we are living in a sexually-liberated time. Now everyone has the choice and knowledge, and I believe few are able to say they haven't done it at least once, cause sometimes it’s so cool to get mad... ;)
Actually, there are many interesting definitions of masturbation: self-manipulation, self-stimulation, manual excitation, hand job, auto eroticism, self-abuse… Oh my, for me this is simply “massage”! And, of course, what’s the massage without proper lubricating the skin right?
We were born naked, hungry and wet… Have you ever noticed that wetness always goes together with the feeling of pleasure? We get a turn-on and our panties get wet. We kiss and our kisses are tastefully wet. We f*ck and we sweat. All in all, we cum wet! Wet sex is good sex. I was once told “More saliva, more pleasure”, so, in my opinion, the best lubricants ever are saliva and our own juice. When I’m aroused I get wet in a moment, so I rarely need some specifically-designed lubrication. If the merciless lust bumps me outdoor – my own creams come to the rescue to wet the clit and all my hot surroundings. Another piece of cake when additional lubricants are not involved is, as I call it, the “precum exchange” when you are masturbating in front of your lover, so you can easily use his/her precum for your own “in front of” masturbation! Just take some amount and lubricate yourself...
Meantime, when my self-dance turns into a long-lasting show, I like to slowly lead myself into the world of the pleasant painful pulsation with some preferable lubes which add extra sensations and definitely make my skin better.
Of course, a wide range of lubes is available today and as you are your own best friend, you can choose the best for you among warming lubricants (Pure Passion gel), edible, prolonging lubes, jack off lubes (Instant hand job) for men.
My unchangeable rule in choosing both male and female lubricant is: natural ingredients and water base. Water-based lubricants (O'my natural lubricant is a nice one) are all-purpose lubes; they can be used with sex toys, with a partner, with a condom, for anal joys. Oil-based lubricants are good too, they are usually made from natural vegetable or nut oils, don’t cause irritation, but are difficult to wash off, tend to stain fabrics and destroy latex. Silicone-based lubricants are waterproof and fantastic for shower plays, but I personally don’t like very slippery things and those that harm silicone sex toys.
Thus, I don’t know about the beavers, but my kitty purrs when I give it some water. Purrrr ;)
Well, if you are not morally opposed to this nasty dirty act and have some masturbation secrets, preferences, attitudes, impressions, and so on and so forth – please don’t keep them to yourself any longer. Masturbation is a show and “show must go on” with sharing. Sharing leads to practice, practice leads to Perfection… That’s why we are here on my little blog, ok?
Purrr ;)
Mon, 16 Jul 2007 12:05:00 +0000 - Two loving hearts at your home
“I love two men. I want them both. I mean, errr… what do you think about me having two husbands?” she blurted. Seriously!
I even choked on my delicious piece of pizza and, in the twinkling of an eye, jolted out of my beer haze. She was looking at me waiting for my answer but I felt utterly at a loss.
I’m talking about one of my friends who is a wife, a mother and a mistress. We have been friends for around 6 years now and she has always been in love with two/three men at one time. Now she’s happily married. I know her pretty hubby, a good supporting guy with a sex drive some could just dream of. And I also know the hottie who makes my friend break the “moral rules” and be a totally unfaithful wife of her husband. Not bad, must say.
Since the dawn of time men were considered to be mostly polygamous, women – monogamous. Maybe that’s a trite stereotype? I personally was once in love with one man but sexually attracted to him and his friend. And, yes, I fantasized of having them both in my bed making me break all rules and “kissing me all over the world” but I never put it seriously though. I can imagine myself having one-time sex with two men I like, nevertheless, I can’t imagine myself in a real relationship with them, because I can love the only one.
However, I once met an American guy who was serious about having two wives, i.e. two families. Others said me the only thought of having sex with more than one partner gets them excited, but just sex, for fun. But there are guys who are totally against such sexual relationships not to mention a polygamous marriage. Frankly speaking, it seems to me present-day people are mostly polygamous like it was ages and ages ago, because things and values have changed. Some keep their values and stay faithful; most often, their choice is dating/marrying one person. Some, otherwise, get involved in either sexual or serious relationships with two or more people at the same time.
A total mess is happening nowadays and I have a self-contradiction about all this. One part of me states “enjoy life”, another one cries out “what the hell is going on with this world”.
Although, perhaps, it’s nice to have two loving hearts at your home… ;))
Wed, 04 Jul 2007 13:31:00 +0000 - Butterflies bring blissful erotic moments
I'm lying on soft grass... The sun is shining and my smooth skin shines back... Being all alone on this sultry day I enjoy the “temporary” loneliness, the green beauty, the “rainbow”-colored birds, the bright blue sky, the sunlight, the flowers, the orange smell coming from my basket and me, naked... This is pure delight to feel this “nude freedom” and the morning breeze “entering” my spread wings, caressing me to peaceful sleep. I playfully look at my womanly curves. Have to admit, I'm pretty pleased with how I look. I like my pinky-brown circles, my sensitive belly, my petite waist, my round hips and butt, my easily aroused... I move a finger to meet it. Wet, hot as hell, my little hole immediately clenches down on it... Well-well... My pretty kitty's hungry for daddy's tasty “meat”?.. I'm Eve today, where is my Adam?.. Eh...
Smiling to myself I close my eyes with my mind pleasantly “blank”. Relax, breathing deeply...
Suddenly, in the silence of the nature I hear the gentle flutter above my head... I open my eyes just to find two gorgeous butterflies dancing in the air! It takes my breath away... I have had a thought for quite some time that butterflies are almost like little spirits who bring messages of love and symbolize happiness. They also say happiness like a butterfly and if you chase after it, it will fly away, but if you stay still - it will come and alight on you.
The graceful couple is flying so close to me I could feel the wind coming from the wings! The smaller one, yellow-clouded, looks most like a female... Hm, are they lovers? Are they kissing now above me? Hot beautiful creatures that fly wherever they want, whenever they want... I'm watching their fantastic one-day erotic dance...
I'm lying still, studying their painted wings never expecting a thing to happen after a while. I’m blessed with a real gift, with a magical experience forever! A yellow-clouded cutie suddenly kisses me close to my unashamedly hard nipple!.. I have never ever heard of a butterfly landing on someone and staying there. Oh my... No sound, no move, no breath I let myself, anxiously anticipating what's to come...
To my great surprise, the second butterfly joins the amazing play and lands on my hip!..... A couple of the stunning butterflies take their journey over my curves... Can’t believe my eyes! I’m feeling giddy and half-drunk with joy... My belly sucks trying to create a gap while the adventurous strangers take their way straight to my... Oh... Why do they do this? No fear facing a big human? We people don’t have the sweet nectar they like, do we? Ah, wait... we have it. In a blink after my thought a yellow-clouded butterfly flew away.
Males are always naughtier... Possibly, the remained owns a spirit of a sensual man who lived once. Adam?.. A foxy smile starts on my face while Adam step by step reaches my body’s hottest place... I feel the incredible waves of pleasure begin deep inside of me making a muffled moan escape my lips. Don't burn your wings Adam... Fly away... I’m feeling fine, breathe hard and fast, my heartbeat quickens......... I woke up. In a split second I move my fingers into the bag to get my butterfly...
Yes, butterflies bring blissful erotic moments. And I'm going to be lost in a “fleshly” happiness. Right now, right here.
Why not huh?...
Wed, 27 Jun 2007 07:22:00 +0000 - He deserves to feel good about himself
Who doesn’t like being complimented? Everyone loves a compliment.... especially if the compliment is genuine, coming from the bottom of one’s heart...
It's not a secret that we women love to receive compliments - they make us feel good about ourselves. We spend oodles of time and money to be satisfied with our looks, and we are rewarded for that getting lots of sweet words coming from men, who praise us, love us, saying every now and then that we are beautiful, attractive, gifted, and so forth, and so on. Now welcome to a man’s world… Many say men tend to be visual creatures while women are more aural... but, hey, men also have ears! The pretty ears that crave for listening the kind words!
Men like compliments not less than women, they just pretend they don’t, because they know they should look strong and serious.
That’s my point.
I like to see and NOTICE good things around me. I compliment women and I let myself to compliment MEN. As I hate flattery those compliments and kind words escaping my lips are always SINCERE. Yesterday I’ve complimented my co-worker’s neck-tie, his really cute neck-tie. He was confused. Disarmed. So pleased! “Thank you, it’s kind of you to notice. I live for months on a woman’s compliment. That’s encouragement” Needless to say more. His response was a great compliment back for me. No doubt, there are some limits about compliments. I mean those sexual ones that I allow myself to pay my man only; those addressed to bosses and co-workers. Frankly speaking though, I hate the prejudices about complimenting at work.
So, my experience shows: COMPLoveI*MEN*TS. Yeah, they are not always good at receiving them, and even the most innocent compliment puts a cute little boy smile on their serious faces, a blush on their cheeks - but I personally find it sweet and veeery charming.He deserves to feel good about himself.Am I wrong thinking this way?
Do you compliment people and your sweetheart?
Wed, 20 Jun 2007 13:03:00 +0000 - Is there a certain power?
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Hi everyone :)
I am so sorry for my long absence. And I am so thankful for the comments and messages that I’ve got from you lately! It’s nice to have friends that are constantly back on my page to read “me”, to share, and it’s also very very very inspiring to hear from new-comers.
Thanks, I’m going to have a productive, cheerful, enjoyable day today!
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And now I want to share about my recent days and thoughts. I like eating out and I’ve never been sick from the restaurant food. But as it turned - “never” never lasts forever. I had dinner on last Thursday at the local restaurant and all I had was… my favorite sea salad. I have eaten here before with no problem, but this time I ended up with a week of pain in my stomach, high temperature, home remedies and watching movies… Just yesterday I was watching "The Mistress of Spices" and it has put some thought into my mind. The story is about an Indian woman Tilo (Aishwarya Rai) who runs a spice bazaar in San Francisco and has the special powers to help people through spices. She prescribes magical remedies to her clients to best influence their fortunes and believes that there is a particular spice for every person, for every purpose, emotion and feeling. This very point got me wondering about.
Spices… Herbs… Indeed mankind has used them not only as cooking ingredients and medicines, but as perfumes, sexual enhancers, aphrodisiacs...
Well, I think it’s awesome when a woman who wants to be a good mistress can deal with some spice and herb secrets. If she is a little bit involved into the art of “spicology” she can please her man in a special, unusual, unforgettable way.
I like vanilla & cinnamon from spices, rosemary & mint from herbs. I personally have experienced the power of smells that vanilla and mint produce. The strong vanilla flavor excites me, mint - quite the contrary.
I am seriously wondering about your favorite spice and herb; some recipes, tips, secrets that you know or even experienced… Do you really believe that there exists a certain power of these?
Thu, 14 Jun 2007 14:52:00 +0000 - Is not life a hundred times too short for us to bore ourselves?
Last summer… A strip club… TOILET STALL… And the muffled moans! The girls must have been on ecstasy – those *shameless* sounds made my fingers drop the lipstick which, of course, rolled towards the “hot” stall. Needless to say I found myself not wanted there so I burst out of the room chuckling to myself and… well… with my clit "moaning" louder than the girls… ;)
I’m against those “disturb the public peace” actions or breaking the law in some way (although, from my experience, disturbing the public turns routine sex into a steamy cum-fast-and-quiet session when ADRENALINE REALLY PUMPS!), but I’m definitely for experiments and variety in sex life.
A no-mercy urge of lust struck us: on the beach; in the tall grass; in his office; in his sister’s house; in the pool; in the sea; and, of course, in the car and garage (these are our favorites ;)
It's your turn, Adventurers!
What are the outdoor places that were “marked” by YOU?
Have you ever had sex in the “never-could-imagine-it-there” place?
Where would you like to have it?
Wed, 06 Jun 2007 11:43:00 +0000 - Pooh-Pooh-Beee-Dooo
MARILYN MONROE.
The smiling, playful, feminine, famous white-dress Blonde, she was the most delectable sex symbol of the fifties, when many Americans believed sex was a "hush" thing.
Her story begins on June 1, nineteen twenty-six and turns into exciting though tragic life.
Marylin died many years ago and became a woman-legend. “Your candle's burned out long before, your legend ever will” Elton John sings. Yes, even those who born long after she died are watching her movies, know the songs and the famous “pooh-pooh-beee-dooo”. I myself sometimes quote Marilyn expressing my love:
I wanna be loved by you
Just you and nobody else but you
I wanna be loved by you alone
paah-deeedle-eedeedle-eedeedle-eedum, poo pooo beee dooo
"Sex is part of nature. I go along with nature." Yes, it seems to me she was a very sexy, desirable woman. In 1999, Marilyn was voted the “Sexiest Woman of the Century” and named the Number One Sex Star. She is no longer with us still her fame as a definitive symbol of female sexuality is living.
Who do you think is the sexiest, the most appealing female celebrity of our era?
Fri, 01 Jun 2007 15:13:00 +0000 - Spread your legs wider and push
Sorry, guys, for my long absence. Last week I was so adsorbed in my work and the family issues so I've decided the weekend gotta be hot as hell.. So, well... I found myself “being taken” over the pool table in my favorite neighborhood club. Yeah. “Four pretty balls” or two amazing guys were teaching me to deal with... the balls... to play b*i*l*l*i*a*r*d...
Have you ever wished you could turn back time? Anticipation is killing me, I need more billiard-lessons this weekend..!..
As you know, every woman is an actress, she's able to play any role when it's necessary or if she just wants to... Let me say that I was the best billiard-newbie in the world so my personal “instructors” (trainers *-) no way realized I'm good at billiards *-) Oh my... what the “teachers” I had... While Steve was giving me the essential instructions about the game... “Push harder” “Bend down... to the shot” “Stay down” “Take the balls” “Move” “Don't move” “Spread your legs wider and push”... Jerry was “parking” behind me... letting, now and then, some lightly touchings around my bust zone (by pure accident, of course) throw me into a pleasant confusion ... At the moment when we both were bending over the pool table Jerry's the sweetest stuff was “kissing” my “lower” “blushful” cheeks hugged, in their turn, by the skin-tight dress.... The teachers were switching the roles...
Everything looked like the beginning of an adult movie that I'd probably call “The Balls”... *-) I LLLLLOVE MEN.
Wheeew, now a cold shower please....
Meeting these guys it was one of the biggest positive impressions of the last week. I've realized what a sexy game is BILLIARD. I've got to think if there are other “suggestive” games around that involve some close man-woman or woman-woman or even men-men contacts.
Perhaps this is golf? Any ideas, experiences, pool table sex, Cuties?
Huh?....
Thu, 31 May 2007 07:45:00 +0000 - Can it be sexy?
... She has always been a kind of woman who considers her life an arena for the adventurous experiments in everything. She's liked it since the day when she tasted her first one. All-white slim provocative thing met her pretty puffy lips looking so effectively in the feminine fingers. She watched herself in the mirror. “Me, smoking?”. The light of the ciggy was tastefully kissing the well-painted nails. She licked over her lips and inhaled slowly, sucking it back that her cheeks concaved just like when... She exhaled beautiful clouds, they swirled around her head and snaked out the window.
As she was aware of all those effects of smoking she never became a “can't without a ciggy” woman. Still, from time to time, she let herself to play with a cute cigarette zealously making up a list of some supporting excuses in her brunette head. It became a magic ritual after meal, while drinking the favorite wine, while thinking, while walking at night before sleep, while sitting on the shore and listening the waves...
Once... listening the songs of the sea and the smooth peaceful jazz on the background she picked up one and put it between her fingers. “Hey” a deep baritone penetrated the silence and a hand gave a light, politely.
Flick, flick, flick.
“Thank you” she skillfully took a delicious puff slowly releasing a cloud into the hot air.
“Yes, you suck and hold it quite sexy but... Don't thank me” he gently looked straight in her eyes and grabbed the thing out of her charming fingers. Then he took a deep drag from her ciggy marked with the lipstick around the filter to put a thought into her naughty mind.
“How could a cigarette ever be sexy?” she thought to herself...
That was her last puff and a new love.
Yes, a bad habit but it still takes part in someone's life.
A man and a cigarette/cigar.
A woman and a ciggy.
Can it be sexy?
Mon, 21 May 2007 13:27:00 +0000
