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Confessions of Independent Escorts

Hannah Shaw Giving Head“Well, I am not going to lie”, Angelina smiled and spoke loudly. “I love this profession and my job.”

“Hell, yeah”, shouted all girls.

This was a party. All girls were there at the club. She arranged the party. Angelina had 34 girls at the party and all of them were elite independent escorts in London. These girls used to enjoy high life styles and lavish fun with their clients. They were here to honor the new member of their group. It was Camila. Camila was a teen. She was 19 when she decided to step in the field. This was her first party. Almost every guy was trying to get in the party. How could they stop themselves? Every escort of the party was beautiful. Every figure was fabulous. Every curve was sexy. Everybody was sleek. Every figure was looking well-toned and strong. These were angels. Every person was looking at the saga of glamor but these fine ladies were not giving any attention to anybody.

Angelina joined Camila while she was talking to Heaven. Heaven was a cute brunette and a savvy escort.

“How was your last night by the way?” Suzy asked.

“Well, it was one of the best, I can still feel him in my body”, said Heaven. “You know that I love a man with attitude and commanding personality and he was the right guy; he never wasted a second to use my body like his own toy.”

“Oh girl, stop and you are embarrassing our new kid”, Angelina shouted in a very low pitched voice.

“I am telling you the truth”, Heaven continued. “Camila should know this too.” Heaven was blushing because she was going to reveal her favorite types of clients now.
“You know, a man should have strong figure and hard penis”, Heaven blushed and said. “He should dominate with love and passion and he should not take me as an escort but he should take me as a woman.”

“Sometimes, I like it but clients are very different and I have to accept them and what they want”, Angelina answered.

“Definitely, it is right thing to do but we are woman and we love sex as our clients love”, Heaven explained it again. Her naked long and white legs were looking very sexy while she was taking sips of tequila.

“ I prefer a good date and then a nice session of lovemaking, and this lovemaking can become wild if he knows how to turn me on”, Heaven giggled and smiled.
“ Take this into your account, Camila!”, Suzy suggested and Camila smiled.

“Yes, I know that you are right”, Camila spoke. “ Three days ago, I was with a client and he did not know how to make love but I managed to help him out.”
“That’s my girl”, Heaven cheered. “ You are doing a very job and I can see that you are making your clients very happy.”

“Yes, I am doing it”, Camila smiled. “ Morever, I get paid for having fun and getting strong penises.”

“Oh, you like big ones or small ones”, Angelina asked with a naughty tone.

“No, I am not into size thing”, Camila blushed. “The whole concept of size is a myth and wrong because I like strong and hard tool.”
“Same here, darling’”, Heaven said rapidly.

“For me, size does matter a little but I can manage all sizes”, Anelina smiled and told them. “Guys, you should enjoy the party now and I will check next girls.”
“Well, I will stay with Camila and share some secrets, babe”, Heaven was getting now.

“Sure, you should”, Angelina waved a glass of wine towards them walked away.

From Secretary to Escort

Shay HendrixLisa was a gorgeous lady. She was a stunner because her figure was not less than a model’s figure. She started her career as a secretary of CEO. Other female staff members used to hate her because they could not make a place like hers. Lisa was an intelligent damsel. Many guys had tried to trap this beauty but it was not easy.
Dr. Johnathan Mark was the CEO of her company. Lisa was his shadow all the time. Mark really liked his secretary and he really wanted to date her but he had a family and a stupid wife. For this reason, he always held his feelings.

Mark used to visit different countries with the family. He was going to Venice and his company had scheduled the trip. However, his wife and kids were not going. Mark could see the dull and boring trip of his life. On the other hand, he was also having some troubles with his wife. Suddenly, he decided to hire an escort for trip to Venice. He started browsing through various websites. There was nothing for him. Then he saw a picture of girl. Her figure looked familiar to him but he could not guess. Mark was not using his real name for browsing and hiring an escort. He liked other pictures of this escort. Her name was Jessica.

“Good name”, Mark said to himself. “I must hire this girl for my trip.”

He ordered the services of this escort but he was reading the comments of other clients. Her rate and services were the best. Mark was feeling exciting for his trip now. He received an email one day before his flight that mentioned about her number and contact details. He called her but she did not pick the call. What kind of escort was she? This question was popping in his mind.

Jessica arranged the meeting at the airport. Mark was not impressed at all. However, he did not want to have trouble. He packed his bags and started his journey. After a few hours, he was in the plane and his adjacent seat was still empty which he had booked for his date.

“Excuse me, I think that is my seat.” Mark heard a very familiar voice. He jerked his neck and his jaws were dropped. It was Lisa.

On the other hand, Lisa had same feelings. This was not her expectation.

“Sir, is that you?”, Lisa tried to overcome her fear and shyness. “I am so sorry, sir”, he almost cried.

“Relax, Tori or Lisa”, Mark told her. “Have a seat here and you should not be worry about this”, Mark whispered. “I will not tell this to anybody.”

“I really appreciate this, sir”, Lisa replied with anxiety.

“Relax Lisa, and be open with me”, Mark told her. “I hired you for fun and you are still stuck on boring tradition”, Mark passed a gaze on her breasts while he smiled.
Lisa was feeling relaxed now. “ Sorry, sir or Mark”, Lisa smiled. “I work as an escort.”

Then she gave him the first kiss. Mark felt electric shock in his crotch and body. Lisa also felt
the desires of her body. Lisa explained about her sexual appetite and reasons of becoming an escort.

Their flight was long but they arrived at time in Venice. Lisa was feeling very horny at that time and she did not waste a single second to take Mark in the boat. They had a scheduled trip of city on a small yacht.

“We are going to have fun on the boat”, Mark smiled.

“Sure, why not?” Lisa smiled and said. “There is something that I want to tell you, Mark.”

What is that? Mark asked.

“ I was wearing nothing under my gown”, Lisa whispered and dropped her gown.

He could see her beautiful, toned and sexy figure. Her white body and curves were glowing. It was like heaven. Mark suddenly hugged her and throw her on the bed in the cabin of their yacht. Only nature could hear them in the waters of Venice. Mark and Lisa were together.

Looks vs Technique

In this article we are approaching a subject that many people think about when talking about sex: how does technique trump looks, and what is the importance of those two aspects in making a good sexual encounter. This is because even though sex is part of our animal instinct, we all develop certain standards with regards to how people look like and it can really affect how we get sexually excited. Some people aren’t so picky as long as they can have a good time, whilst other simply won’t be able to feel arousal because of how a person looks like. Are people too picky? Is society and the media dictating us what we should find attractive? Why can’t people simply have sex and enjoy it for what it is?

We are all conditioned

Yes you’ve heard that right, we all get our brains washed towards thinking in a certain way. It isn’t something as simple as just the media controlling our thoughts. Throughout our lives, the people we have around us will determine whether we like thin bodies, big breasts, larger bodies and all those criteria. It starts with our mums as we are just a child, and goes through all the figures we encounter which serve as a representation of the specific gender(s) that we like. We idealise people, it is part of how our brains work. That is of course before the media gets into our heads and hammers whatever messages they can to help them sell us stuff. Seeing so many skinny / chisel-chinned models gives us a distorted idea about beauty; which only ends up with us demonising and vilifying anyone who doesn’t fit into this category.

Are you missing out?

A lot of people are brought up to have ‘standards’, and it is not necessarily a wrong thing. But you got to ask yourself this simple question: do you high standards get in your way? Not going out with this person because their facial symmetry isn’t perfect; or because they just show a bit of skin on top of their ribs; are you really doing yourself any favours? It kinda seems to be the opposite; you’re really limiting your chances and you are without a doubt missing out on some good times. If you let go a bit, there are plenty of people you can meet for fun on naughty dating sites like www.mysexhookups.com/dirty-dating. Look we’re not pointing fingers and telling you your choices are wrong; as we understand it makes for a big part of your identity. You’re not a charity and you probably shouldn’t go out with people just because you feel sorry for them; that would be unfair on them and on you. But if you are unhappy and alone because you cannot find anyone who ticks all your boxes; you might want to consider throwing away some of those boxes; loosen up, get rid of that extra baggage; it’s just holding you down.

Technique is good, very good!

Okay this is a bit of a blunt statement, and we mean no offense, but we’re going to cover a cliché that some people have experienced. The trend for this cliché is this: when a person is very good looking (to those societal / media standards); then they don’t often need to make much of an effort to get noticed. This can lead to some people not needing to do much in bed, as their partner is ‘privileged’ to be there at the first place and they have to do all the work. So basically, some people have witnessed that men / women whose looks don’t fit on the cover of Vogue Magazine might not have much sexual experience despite having have enough partners. This is a contrast to people who have to make the effort to deserve the sex that they get, and that effort translates into doing good pleasurable things to their partners. Over time, this results in having technique and experience; which are two really great assets when it comes to having a good naughty time.

Is phone sex still a thing?

Phone Sex

Phone Sex

Life was different back in the days when we didn’t have the internet, and getting your rocks off wasn’t as simple and cheap as going online and browsing sex dating sites. If you wanted to have a naughty chat, one of the main way you could achieve this was by calling premium phone lines and have what people referred to as a booty call. Some lady (or man) would talk dirty to you and you would find yourself with your phone in one hand and… something else in the other. Okay enough of the graphic descriptions, what we’re getting to here is as follow: do people still use phone sex or is it a thing of the past?

Hearing vs seeing

The thing that phone sex has definitely going for it is the audio game. It might sound strange to some, but there are many of us who can get their kicks from just listening to someone who is talking dirty. There is something really exciting about naughty words coming out of a stranger’s mouth; and even more when it is somebody we know. You didn’t always need to use premium sex lines, sometimes you could have phone fun with that special friend. Kinda like a fuck buddy, but on the phone. In fact it wasn’t all about hearing, but you also got to practice talking dirty, which turned up to be useful later down the line when trying to chat up strangers. Basically, sex isn’t all about the visuals, and sound can definitely have a huge role in making us feeling horny. This is why porn is so much better with the audio, might it be to hear the orgasmic breathing of the sloppy sex sounds; we all love it!

The webcam takeover

Fast forwards to today and things have indeed changed. A lot more of us now have computers and we walk around with phones that have webcams and microphones. Not only can we make naughty calls but we also get the visuals to go with it. The fact is that sex dating makes it even easier; there is no more need to pay for an expensive premium phone service. Instead the cost of a subscription to a dating service is minuscule compared to those crazy phone bills we used to get in the past. The other thing is that you can now hook-up with people who live in your area, and it is so much easier to go on a site like Local Bangs for your local booty call. That way you can talk dirty to each other and you can also meetup further down the line without having to travel across the other side of the country!

Is webcam sex safer than phone sex?

Webcam sex adds that extra visual dimension, and whilst this is a good thing to get excited about, it does remove some of the anonymity out of the process. When you were talking on the phone, you could make up that you where something else, and it didn’t matter so much as long as the other person got excited. Now that people can see your face, there is no hiding or lying about your looks, and it also means people could recognise you in the streets later on; especially if you’re having webcam chats with local people. So we can always split this in two: those who want more anonymity and want to use their imagination might still prefer using phone sex, whilst people who just want to watch can use webcams. Phone sex isn’t dead yet, and it will stay alive as long as people enjoy the naughty sounds of sex!

Preparing For A Hook-Up

Sam Bentley's Bum

Preparing for a hook-up

There is a lot of sex dating going around at the moment, especially when you take a look at the internet and all the adult dating sites that exist. More and more show up every day, and there is a simple reason for that: a lot more people just want to have sex, they are not looking for serious relationships as much as they did in the past. We can blame the countless divorces, but it is also the fact that people live different lifestyles that do not always allow then the luxury of having a fixed partner. It is easier to find a one-night-stand, it is just less work and less commitment. But as easy as it might be, you shouldn’t just jump on the first person you can find; there are in fact a few preparations that need attending to.

Taking your time

Dating is an emotional process, even when you’re just looking for sex. Sure you’re not feeling the love but lust can be a powerful thing. When you’re having a dirty chat online with that naughty person on your favourite meet and fuck site, you’re often feeling so horny that your judgement tends to go out of the window. Getting naked and showing your private parts might feel like the thing to do but you need to remember that you don’t actually know that person too well. So even with sex dating, you should take the time to talk first before you decide to get frisky with the whisky; it might just save from potentially embarrassing situations as well as avoiding a few scammers.

Organize yourself

Once you’ve chatted for a few days and you know that person is for real, then maybe you can start talking about arranging a quick fun sex meet. It does imply that you will have already talked about the sort of things both of you would enjoy doing. Beyond that, you will have also talked about what you don’t like; establishing a few no-go zones. This might sound a bit too methodical but nothing bad ever comes from taking your time and using common sense; you just make better decisions for it. It is then a good idea to arrange a meeting point, as well as somewhere to go where you can actually have sex.

Where to go

Meeting in a public but discreet café or bar will work just fine, that way you can finally sit down together face-to-face. The place you are going to have sex is a different matter. You might be tempted to take that person home with you, but the truth is that you don’t know them too well for that yet. Furthermore, you home isn’t a neutral place for you partner to be; you need to find grounds where both of you feel equally in control of the situation. This is why a shared hotel room works the best on many different levels. Not only can either of you walk away from the situation easier, but it is more discreet than bringing your naughty sex life at your own doorstep. Ideally you can split the cost of the hotel room 50/50. Yes it is the gentleman thing to do to pay for it; but the person paying might feel like they are more entitled because they paid for the room. If you both pay then the two of you on an equal foot, and it is much better when it comes to managing expectations.

Liquid Lunch

I used to work in an office where there was a strict no fraternisation policy. Not official of course as that would have been discriminatory but it was understood by everyone that you didn’t get into relationships with co-workers. Anyone who did lasted a few weeks and was then asked to leave and fired if they didn’t leave of their own accord. It was the owner’s idea of keeping everyone’s mind on the job.
What it actually did was to create a huge amount of sexual tension. On one occasion I did ask one of girls from the accounts department out for a drink but she refused, knowing that if we were caught she’d lose her job on some trumped-up misconduct charge and as it was her first job out of university she didn’t think it was worth the risk. I realised she was right and tried to avoid thinking about how much I wanted to get her into bed.
About three months after I had asked her out I was walking down a corridor at the disused end of the huge offices the company inhabited. Before computers it had been filled with staff but since the advent of automation in accounting and design (the company’s main business) it was used mainly for storing records. And old furniture.
It was lunchtime and I would occasionally slip off into one of the rooms for which I had a key (usually when I had a hangover from the night before) and take a nap on one of the old leather sofas that one of the now retired directors used to have in his huge office. The current management were more into grey desks and high fashion suits than comfortable old furniture so the room had been filled, locked and forgotten. I’d just started to drift off to sleep when I heard a key in the door and woke up with my heart beating loud in my chest. I wasn’t doing anything wrong but this was my secret and being discovered was a shock.
It was Stephanie the girl from accounts that I’d been lusting after. “Found you!” she said.
“Is someone after me?” I asked, expecting my lunch was going to be cut short by a crisis at a client that would require my attention.
“No, I was just curious to see where you hid yourself at lunch.” I sat up and she sat on the end of the sofa where my feet had been.
She was wearing a lose fitting blouse that billowed and opened a little when she moved around. The buttons were unfastened quite low so I could see her inviting boobs and a flash of her bra. I gulped a little to shift the lump in my throat.
“Now you know my secret.” I laughed nervously trying to cover my unease, caused in part by having my bolt hole found but mostly by the feeling that the filthy thoughts running through my mind were easy to read on my face.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said, you know about us going out …”
“Yeah, it was a stupid idea …” I began.
“Well, I agree, but I don’t see why we shouldn’t be able to have a little fun. I mean who’d look for us getting up to no good right under their noses?” She stood and went to the door. Then locked it.
My mind raced ahead, I knew what I wanted to happen and my cock was already waking up in readiness. Stephanie sat on the sofa again unbuttoning her blouse and fully exposing a white lacy bra underneath. She tugged my tie undone and got to work on the buttons of my shirt.
“You’re in a hurry!” I said, surprised and excited by her haste.
“We’ve got about half an hour before we have to be back.”
OK, I thought practical as well as sexy. Her hair was still tied in a ponytail, I wondered if she would take it out and hoped she wouldn’t.
I could smell her now, the same distinctive perfume that I enjoyed smelling when she wafted past my desk, the smell that had attracted me to her in the first place. I looked down at her firm B-cup chest and the inviting valley between them. Probably not quite enough flesh for a good tit wank but it would be fun to rub my cock between them. She pushed her face into mine and I could taste her lipstick when her tongue began to wrestle with me.
Her hand was on my thigh, rubbing the hardness of my cock through my suit. I grabbed her boobs, one in each hand and massaged them firmly. I felt her hands grapple with my belt and flies then unsuccessfully try to pull out my cock. She stood up and said, “Get your trousers off.” I loved the direct approach. She unfastened her black trousers and pulled the waistband of her lacy panties down too so her neatly trimmed pussy was only a metre from my face. I could smell she was already wet. She sat bare-buttocked on the sofa and kicked off her shoes so she could remove her trousers and panties.
I stroked my cock while she was doing this, my fingers replaced by her slender digits as soon as she was naked from the waist down. Stephanie slid the skin of my cock up and down a few times, the foreskin sliding smoothly over the swollen head which was coated in precum. She lifted her leg across me and in so doing pinned my erect prick between her pussy and my stomach.
She kissed me again and wriggled against me, rubbing her wetness on me and pressing her boobs onto my chest. I took control and lifted her up under her arms. She didn’t need more encouragement, lifting herself up and positioning the opening of her pussy to accept my cock. She lowered herself down, stopping just after the head of my cock entered her to adjust the angle of her hips. Her cunt slid down my shaft, it was a satisfyingly tight fit. She was no virgin but her pussy fitted me like a hot, tight, wet glove.
Stephanie raised herself up and down and each time she lowered herself onto my cock I felt my balls tighten a little more until they were almost painfully tense. I pushed up the cups of her bra to reveal her tiny dark nipples and licked the hard buttons each in turn. After several minutes and even with me helping with her efforts by placing my hands under her buttock to lift her Stephanie was exhausted. The warmth of the room and awkwardness of the position thwarting her efforts to make herself cum.
I pushed her off of my cock and told her to lean over the arm of the couch. She did so presenting a pair of buttocks waiting to be parted. I was staring at two holes, a swollen red slit that I had just been engulfed in and a puckered light brown hole the was wet with her cunt juices but looked so tight and virginal. It begged to be filled. I resisted and guided myself between her puffy labia where I started to fuck her with long, slow stroked. I placed a thumb against her wet, tight asshole and rubbed gently. She flinched, clenching until my soothing circular rubbing and motion of my cock within her helped her relax.
She had been quiet so far, conscious of the danger we would be heard if anyone wandered down the normally deserted corridor. She started to moan and push back against me. She gasped and looking down I realised the tip of my thumb had disappeared into her anus. She squoze it tight and I could feel her shudder.
I knew I wouldn’t last long so was glad that she started to tell me how she wanted to cum, how she wanted me to do it harder and harder. So I obliged.
She stifled her screams, lips tightly pursed, only emitting tiny yelps until finally I heard a long moan and felt her pussy tense around me. I buried myself deep inside her and ground against her buttocks. My hands gripped her shoulders pulling her back towards me and I came with each pumping jet of cum accompanied by its own guttural growl.
We slid onto the couch, Stephanie slumped across me and enjoyed the feeling of my cum mixed with hers oozing from her pussy onto my leg. She checked her watch, “Shit we need to get back!” and sprung up to get dressed. “My panties are going to be soaked in your cum by the time I get home.” And she smiled at me.
“Do you have something to clean this up?” I asked, hoping for a tissue to mop up the glistening pool of cum from my leg.
“Ooh, lunch!” grinned Stephanie. She knelt down and slowly lapped up the sticky liquid.

Aromatique, A Scented Seduction

“Would Sir care to sample our new fragrance, Aromatique?”

The alluring voice captured his attention as he walked past the end of the perfume counter. It had a timbre that made him stop and take interest, despite his inclination to tell her that he was “too busy, but thanks all the same …”.

“It’s quite new!”, she exclaimed, quietly, yet with a bridled enthusiasm bubbling beneath. She was dressed in a knee-length skirt-suit, lilac in colour. It was classically styled and nipped at the waist, black heels, black stockings. Her dark brown hair was scrapped back into a neat ponytail. Her makeup was heavy but subtle in comparison to some of her colleagues on the adjacent makeup concessions.

He blinked, realising that he’d appraised her in the blink of an eye. He didn’t do that sort of thing and hadn’t even been conscious of looking. She reeled off the virtues of the perfume to his glazing eyes, his wife would have appreciated the spiel no doubt but to him it was just words. Anyway, he was appreciating her intensely sexy shape, her voice her demeanour … it was only when he realised his cock was beginning to throb against his leg that he snapped, guiltily back to what she was actually saying.

She concluded her pitch with ” … care to take a tester strip?”

Now this was one thing he did know about, having once bought his wife a bottle of expensive fragrance for Christmas and finding that on her skin it smelt like tomcat piss. “I’ll have to bring my wife in to test it out, those strips can be very misleading ..,”.

Before he’d finished she’d sprayed it on her own wrist and begun waving the card strip to aid the evaporation of the alcohol base. “Perhaps you’d like to sample it from my skin?”

“every woman’s skin is different, I don’ think …”, then the perfume hit him. Not just the scent she had sprayed on her skin, but the delicate smell of her. His nostrils flared, pupils dilated and a tingle shot down his back to amplify the unexpected stirring already taking place in his groin.

Their eyes were locked together. “Special isn’t it?”, she asked, though it was more of a statement than a question. “Surprising, different, I’ll certainly consider it …”, his mind raced forward, the images it conjured up scared him, made him feel guilty for imagining them. “… but I must go now.”, blurted out because those scary, inappropriate images were undoubtedly turning him on too.

Breaking her gaze felt like a physical wrench. Turning his back on her seemed to dissipate the feeling, but left him feeling as if he had turned to face a gale for a moment. It passed and he continued to the underwear department to pick up some new boxers.

He returned ten minutes later head down determined to get back to his desk before one o’clock so he could check his personal emails. But he looked up, just as she did. She had just finished talking to an old couple, who wandered away, sniffing at the thin strip of white card she had given them.

He walked towards her, “I think I would like to buy a bottle.”

“Of course Sir, come with me”

“Pardon?”

She waved her hand in the direction of the display, “These are empty display boxes, we have a problem with shoplifters I’m afraid. If you’d like to come with me to the stockroom …”. She led him behind the displays and a few meters down a brightly lit corridor. She stopped at a door and unlocked it with a key hanging from a chain on her belt.

As he crossed the threshold into the stockroom the door slammed shut. He turned to face her. “What are you doing?” But the question was irrelevant, she simply stood and waited for him.

He looked into her blue-green eyes and felt himself bewitched again. Slender tendrils of her scent wrapped themselves around him and drew him to her. Light as gossamer, strong as steel they pulled at him until his lips were millimetres from hers.

“What are you waiting for?” she said, a smile playing across her lips, chest heaving with anticipation.

Hers were the first lips his had touched since he married his wife twenty years before. Well the first that his had touched with the passion and intent that he did now. His tongue probed her mouth almost immediately, wanting to taste her, as well as smell her rich scent.

His arms slid behind her back, hers were limp at her side, waiting to be taken. Not that she didn’t want to grab him and tear off his clothes, far from it, the images of her shredding his shirt with her nails, popping his buttons, kept playing through her mind as he ravished her.

His hands grasped the cheeks of her ass. Oh, he had strong fingers, she was sure he’d leave marks where the fingertips had been, such was the force he used. She imagined the ten discoloured patches developing on her skin. She would check later in her cheval mirror.

His animal was unleashed, touching her, smelling her with short, hungry sniffs at the skin of her neck.

She began to moan, spurring him on to even greater forcefulness. He slammed her into the door and began to pull at her blouse, destroying it in his impatience to touch her waiting breasts. When his powerful hands took possession of the orbs it sent shards of icy-electric excitement slicing through her body.

He sucked her nipples for a moment, then a slight movement of air brought a new element to the assault on his olfactory organ. He looked at her, his lip curled into a snarling smile and he dropped to his knees.

He began to lift the hem of her skirt. It hugged her hips, so she allowed herself to help him. Even her self control was deserting her now. They both knew what she wanted and to delay would send her insane.

He nuzzled into her crotch, nose pressing the wet black panties into her hot swollen mound. He tugged at the inconsequential triangle of silk, discarding its tattered remains on the floor.

In one long slow, probing movement he licked her sex from between her hips to clitoris. “Aaaaaah”, was the only possible reaction she could have had.

He dragged her to the floor and buried his head between her soft thighs, stocking tops rubbing his ears while he devoured her. He opened her inner lips with his tongue, exploring their delicate geography with a tenderness that seemed at odds with his animal passion. It was just a prelude to his lingual symphony.

She grasped her own breasts, squeezing them as she felt the muscular animal lick, tickle and probe her. She began to pinch her nipples hard, increasing the flow of juices between her legs. His face was wet with her, the heady scent filling his nostrils and driving him to even more frantic efforts. Her moans of pleasure merged into one ululatant exaltation.

With his face dripping with her moisture he slid to one side and lay his head on her inner thigh.

~~~

She returned home triumphant. Just a few more adjustments and it would be ready …

… increase the speed of entrapment with a few more drops of this … reduce the intensity of their passion, just a little, by reducing this …

By four in the morning it was complete. The small vial of the final version of Aromatique stood in the test tube rack amongst hundreds of prototypes. She slumped in a leather armchair and drifted off to sleep, lulled by the sounds of her stills, refining a steady supply of exotic essences.

And she dreamed of testing the ultimate Aromatique, today’s blend had been amazing, tomorrow’s would be legendary.

Creating An Engaging Sex Dating Profile

Samantha Bentley with her legs in the air

We often talk about how easy it is to find people looking for sex on the internet, and that’s because it is true. Adult dating sites are so easy to join and messaging members who are there to have sex isn’t the most complicated thing in the world neither. The one thing people do get stuck on often is their actual dating profile, and that makes sense. Most of us aren’t so good at promoting ourselves, so how do you go about advertising you need for sex on an adult dating site?

1 – Your profile picture. This picture must show you under a good light but you should use something which is representative so that people are not disappointed once they come face-to-face with you. Here’s a tip: maybe use a uniform of sorts, the ladies always love it when a man dresses up. It already shows you can be good fun before even reading your profile.

2 – Make it readable. You need to make sure everyone can read you profile easily. You don’t need complicated sentences but you still want to make sure it looks like you’ve put some effort into it. Avoid spelling mistakes and make sure you sentences are correct; this will open up your profile to a wider audience.

3 – Nothing too long. Sex dating doesn’t require much other than you saying you’re up for it, and maybe talking about the things you want to do. No need for a whole chapter about your life and your career ambitions. Keep it short and to the point, it’s only sex and people just want to know you’re a good time waiting to happen.

4 – Manage expectations. If you announce yourself as a sex god then most likely nobody will believe you. However those people who will are only going to be set up for disappointment if you’re lying. Your best bet is to announce the colour as it really is. Just say you can offer people a good time, and you hope to share those good times with someone else.

5 – Avoid swear words. Unlike porn, people in the real world do not enjoy when you disrespect them. Stay polite, use words people can understand but there is no need to swear. Just keep it to a friendly level and try rising the temperature by saying that you want to give and have enjoyable sex, it is really that simple.

6 – Don’t lie. Whatever you have in your dating profile will be used as a reference. People will soon find out if your actions don’t match with how you described yourself, and they will drop you instantly the minute the find out you’re full of it.

7 – A considerate profile. Once you’ve written about what you want, drop a line at the end along the lines of: “I am looking forwards to hearing any of your suggestions and the things you want to do”. This will show consideration on your behalf and it is also engaging people to get back to you.

8 – Practice makes perfect. Naturally you might not get it right the first time, and you will need to practice before you’re fluent at creating a good, attractive and engaging dating profile. In the meanwhile feel free to browse the internet and take a look at other people’s dating profiles, you might find some inspiration. Some sex dating sites are friendlier than others, so try this site (for sex tonight), and try other sites too. The more you practice your skills the better you will get at it.

There are most likely other things you will want to consider when creating your dating profile, but following those simple steps will make people want to read it and engage with you. Just take a bit of time over it, it’s all worth it in the end!

Improving Sexual Wellbeing: How Sex Toys Can Help Men

On TopBy Aleena M Reyes

A lot of times when people this of adult toys they think of stereotypical dildos, bondage whips, FleshLights, and a really lonely person trying to get off. While these ideas do come from somewhere, the idea of adult toys are rarely thought to be a way to increase sexual health and sexual well-being. While adult toys are a fun and kinky pass time, they can also be a way for someone to explore their own body in a healthy way and experiment with your partner in a relationship. There is no shame in trying new and exciting this with a loved one or trying to help yourself. Toys can be a bonding experience either with yourself or with your sexual partner.

Types of Sex Toys and How They Can Help

Using adult toys solo is usually what comes to mind for most people. The stigma of shame behind it can be big but it certainly does not have to be. With the wide variety of adult toys sold in online shops, it is very easy to find something to help you explore your body. For both men and women there are a variety of different toys that each serve different functions.  Websites like Adultproductsindia.com separates each type of toy in different sub categories. They have shaped masturbators, Flesh Lights, Penis Enhancements, Prostate Massagers, Sex Dolls, Cock Rings, and Tenga Cups. While you certainly can experience these products with a lover, they are each uniquely designed help someone whether or not another person is around to help out! Each different item has a new and exciting way to get the juices flowing. Most can even help make you a better lover! Different types of Flesh Lights and other masturbators can work as stamina trainers. These help exercise Kegel muscles in men and promote stamina as well as healthier and harder erections without using a harmful cream or pill. Make it fun by having your partner help you with the strokes and create an intimate sensation with your training. If stamina isn’t your concern and size is then trying different penis enhancements will certainly help. A variety of pumps can be found to help you achieve bigger and stronger erections. Extenders and sleeves also help give you an extra few inches without worrying about pumping your penis.

Prostate massagers can help you experiment with anal play in a safe and comfortable environment. A man’s gspot is his prostate! Don’t be afraid to experience ultimate pleasure for yourself. You can enjoy these yourself or you can talk to your partner about it. Anal sex can seem daunting but small anal massagers can help a couple reach maximum levels of pleasure when they are both using one during regular sex.

Toys like Sex Dolls are an excellent and healthy way for you to experience a fetish that has crossed your mind! They have everything ranging from Anime style Japanese dolls, to old men, to animals, to all types of women.  You can dress them up however you like and help yourself to an amazing time.

Tenga Cups and Eggs are an incredibly versatile product that will help you achieve whatever it is you’re going for. Their designs are inconspicuous and can be easily overlooked, giving you your privacy. They are small and compact masturbators and a lot give that lovely sucking sensation of oral pleasure as well as increases stimulation for you.

Last but certainly not least are lovely little Cock Rings. Cock Rings come in a variety of shapes, sizes, and colors and each have their own unique purpose. Most Cock Ring are best enjoyed with a partner but adult toys are only limited to your own creativity with them. Cock Rings are used by sliding the silicone ring to the base of the penis and using it to create longer lasting and more intense feelings while playing alone or with others. Some even vibrate and have different head shapes on them to give you and your partner the ultimate experience. Learning more about a product can help people become less afraid of trying new experiences. Sex should be enjoyed and celebrated. What better way to do that than to have a thigh quaking experience that a toy can offer you? Toys will help you learn and enhance your own body while connecting deeply with the person you decide to make love with. Buying and ordering these toys is especially easy now through inconspicuous online vendors, fast shipping, and disguised boxes at your door. Websites like Adultproductsindia.com prides themselves on being fast and discreet. Hopefully you can being intense joy and pleasure to yourself and someone else soon!

 

More Than The Kama Sutra

Hand On Champagne BottleIndia is known to everyone for the famous Kama Sutra, but like all art and the book is a beautiful piece of art there is more to the Kama Sutra than just what it depicts. Any sex manual can show you a myriad number of sexual positions but where the Kama Sutra is concerned the paintings depict an open attitude towards sex that Western eyes can miss in their glee at the depictions of coitus. The book sheds light on a sensual side to Indian culture that dates back centuries.

Take the Buddhist art at Ajanta. Cave after cave of sensual and erotic depictions of women place there by the monks as decoration with no concern that the explicit images would somehow stir-up impure and confused thoughts in the temple’s initiates. More of a celebration of creation than the often distorted and sullied perception of nudity and sexuality we have in the west.

Small wonder it would seem that residents of India can call on Gurgaon escorts who in some ways carry on this sensuous tradition. Of course the parallels might be a little tenuous but a culture shapes its people and concubine is a perhaps a more effete and archaic version of an escort?

Art depicting fertility and sensuality can be found across the Middle East, into India and beyond. Across India from coast to coast different religions and groups have celebrated the sensual and not hidden it away. Meaning that attitudes for those that understand and appreciate the rich sensual heritage can apply it to their modern day sex lives, be that with a long term partner or Call girls in Jaipur.

While schoolboy sniggers might prevent some from taking up their services Jaipur escorts are part of the fabric of that city and many others across India. Sometimes as company for business where they can be appreciated as companions. Sometimes for more than that.

While the European-centric culture of Australia can’t call upon the sensual art of India to shape its attitudes towards sensuality there is an openness in the country towards sex and sexual services. Oddly, while deriving much of its culture from Europe, predominantly British culture in its formative years escort services are widely available. Maybe this is due to the increasingly cosmopolitan nature of the society, a change driven by a fast moving economy and the necessity of immigration to fill skills gaps. Whatever the reason companionship is easily available through agencies such as Sydney escorts and others to those who want it.

The only way to experience a country’s culture is to immerse yourself in it, be that the public mundane or the private, discrete and sensual.

5 Sexual New Year’s Resolutions

Shay HendrixIt’s that time of year again when we all say we’re going to do things and don’t. Well in general that’s why I don’t make New Year’s resolutions, because frankly you can decide to make a positive change in your life at any point in the year. You don’t need an arbitrary date in a calendar created by humans to organise their lives around the non-congruencies of the planet’s orbit and its rotational period.

That said if you do feel the urge to make New Year’s resolutions then make ‘em good ones and stick to them. If you can benefit other’s by keeping to your resolutions then all the better. And if that “other” is your partner of course a sexual New Year’s Resolution ticks all the boxes.

1. Enjoy More Foreplay

This is something that we all forget from time to time, especially if we’re busy. Vary your foreplay, make your first physical advances to your partner in different places and situations and employ plenty of sensual techniques in the build-up to “the main event.”

Tell each other how horny you are at the supermarket, when you get home don’t wait until you’re naked to touch each other; And when you are try a bit of erotic massage to relax and stimulate each other.

2. Change How You Have Sex

Break out of your habits, when you know what each other enjoys it’s too easy to stick to that and get out of the habit of trying new things that you did earlier in the relationship. You can both be very happy with the status quo but even if you try things that don’t quite work out the variety will enliven your sex and you may even open new doors for you and your partner to explore together.

So what sort of new stuff am I talking about? Well, it can be a number of things from just trying a new position, using lube in imaginative ways, sex toys or even role play. The choice is yours and even what you try falls a bit flat adding variety is always a fun experience in itself.

3. Try Bondage and BDSM

One of the things that has been high on people’s to-do lists for several years, because of that certain book, is Bondage and BDSM. True BDSM isn’t for everyone and bondage taken to its ultimate extremes can be a bit much for most people. However there are plenty of bondage products available online for different levels of experience as well as how-to guides for the more, erm, advanced techniques

4. Try Sex In Different Locations

Remember when you first had sex, more than likely it wasn’t in bed. Even if your first experience of sex was in a conventional bedroom most of us have tried sex in different rooms in the house, outside and occasionally quite public places. I’m not suggesting exposing yourself here or having sex where you can be seen by other people – that goes against one of the fundamental rules of sex as I see it, all participants, active or passive have to consent to being part of the sexual act. What you should consider is that sex in itself doesn’t have to be horizontal, face to face and laying on a mattress. Sometimes the discomfort and awkwardness of sex elsewhere and in different orientations as it were adds to the experience.

Just think about it 😉

5. Try Masturbation

Should I have to mention this one? We’ve all done it alone and many have done it with their partner, often to their partner. If you haven’t tried any or all of the above combinations then you should and if you’ve stopped experimenting with masturbation in front of your partner or with your partner then maybe you should get back in the habit.

I hope that helps bring you a happy and indeed orgasmic New Year.

A Big Bag of Condoms, Or Two

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Ever thought of buying someone you love a big bag of condoms for Christmas? Frankly, if not, why not? If they’re sexually active it might be an idea whether they’re in a relationship or using the services of Perth Escorts. OK so it’s not the sort of thing you’d generally buy for a family member but in certain circumstances it’s a way to show you genuinely care. Of course buying them for your partner can mean you both have more fun. Not only because you’ll be practicing safe sex but also because with ribbed, bobbled, cooling and warming condoms you can add new and exciting sensations at the same time.

The reason I mention it is that I received two such bags of condoms from one of our suppliers last week – you can read the review over on Sex Toys Buzz soon. Being in a long-term relationship means that I generally don’t need to use condoms for reasons of sexual health or contraception so when we do review them it’s a fun experience.

But in other circumstances wearing a condom is advisable. For example using the services of a sex worker, say when your with Adelaide Escorts. In the UK of course this is a bit tricky if you want to stay on the right side of the law, but elsewhere, like in Australia it’s different. No matter where you are it’s a legal and most importantly a properly regulated business that protects clients and the workers themselves. So whether you’e looking for Brisbane Escorts,  and Melbourne Escorts you can find them.

How come Australia is so enlightened and we’re not? It’s a complex issue that both perplexes and annoys me because of the dark side of sex work in this country. Maybe one day we’ll get it right.

Promiscuity In The Good Old Days

George Uhl eating Lexi Lou's PussyThere was a time when promiscuity was somewhat dangerous. No barrier contraception meant unwanted pregnancy was a constant risk. The transmission of STDs between you and your partner, especially partners whose sex lives might have been more active than average meant everyone outside a monogamous relationship could be touched by disease. This was especially serious before bacterial infections such as syphilis and gonorrhoea could be treated by antibiotics.

There were of course certain groups that were often linked to STDs, primarily those in the sex trade and those who used their services. Treatments such as there were could be painful and often ineffective, even downright dangerous. With the advent of antibiotics STDs like other bacterial infections decreased in much of the population, certainly in countries that were wealthy and where education about health and sexual health reached into the general population.

Syphilis is caused by the bacterium Treponema Pallidum, gonorrhoea by Neisseria Gonorrhoeae both can be passed to sexual partners and even from mother to infant during child birth. If left untreated a number of serious symptoms can develop from these and other STDs so it’s vital that you talk to a healthcare professional if you suspect you are at risk of having been infected.

However for decades, even if you caught a bacterial STD you could usually rid yourself of it with little or no lasting damage to your body.

Now wheel forward to today, and next week and the next few years – We’re already seeing resistant strains of bacteria from staphylococcus to STDs and with sexual habits now attuned to casual intercourse, coupled with an assumption that the medical profession will always have a pill to cure our ills, where does that leave us?

Being promiscuous should be an informed choice between consenting adults. Assuming that you’ll be able to shrug off an STD by popping a few pills is something that we can’t do any more. That doesn’t mean that we should all stop enjoying sex but taking sensible precautions is becoming more important than ever. Getting tested for STDs may become more common, even in traditionally low-risk groups of individuals who have relatively few sexual partners. And of course the proper use of condoms becomes vital.

Drug resistance in bacteria is a problem, a growing one and while not wanting to wave a metaphorical placard reading “The end of the world is nigh!” I have to say that the easiest way to cure a disease is to not get it in the first place. Sex should be unrestrained and free from worry – the best way to do that is to take precautions for the sake of you and your partners.

500 Words – Under The Table

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Under The Table

It’s dark in the club, darker still at the back of the club where the booths are and we’re watching the heaving dance floor from underneath an air conditioning unit. The bodies out there are gyrating and sweating, rubbing one against the other to the deep thrumming beat that takes over their minds and makes their bodies move with primeval intent. Each one is trying to outperform their rivals in the search for a mate or to prove to the mate they came in with that they are the one to leave with.

The humidity is rising, even here in the cool blast of air from above we can feel it. Perhaps that’s why she loosens her lemon coloured wrap-around top a little to reveal the sheer white bra inside, perhaps she does it for another reason. She turns towards me and leans forward to proffer her full lips. Not an offer I can refuse.

To lean in I have to steady myself by putting my hand on the leather of the bench seat. I choose to place it between her thigh, pushing her short skirt up and coming to rest right next to her humid crotch. She gasps from excitement not shock as I go in for the kill, lips pressing together soon opening to allow tongues to play together.

I feel her slide forward to the edge of the seat so that her mons presses against my wrist. It’s hot and moist, the cotton fabric of her briefs the only thing separating my skin from hers. I can feel no hair on that excited mound, no bristling sensation, the fabric must be almost transparent now from the soaking her juices are giving it. We continue to kiss while my cock gets hard and uncomfortable in my trousers and I wonder how this is going to end.

She breaks away and I content myself with the thought that later, maybe. No, I think she wants more so I lean in to her ear to be heard over the music.

“Do you want to cum?” I ask.

She nods in affirmation.

“Now?”

She nods again. Her hands pull up her skirt a little, then she wriggles in her seat. I look down to see a pair of moisture soaked briefs half way down her thighs. She opens her legs as wide as the underwear will allow and I see a flash of pouty wet lips.

My hand dives in between her legs, my mouth locks with hers. I feel her breasts heave when my fingers begin to rub her up and down. When I brush her clitoris her breathing catches, she is so ready for this so I dive inside, two fingers sliding easily into her puffy cunt with one movement. I hook them inside, knowing that we have to be quick, she angles her pelvis to help me. She’s wetter in a few seconds and moments later as I pump and squeeze hard with my fingers my hand is awash with her.

500 Words “Squirt”

Samantha Bentley MasturbatingIt was late, we’d both had a lot to drink and the taxi had just delivered us safely back home. We both rushed to the bathroom and like a gentleman I let her use the loo first. Her skirt was hitched up to reveal her stockings and her lacy panties fell to her ankles ending up just above her black high heels.

I waited patiently for her to pee, the trickle that turned into a stream and watched the look of relief on her face as she emptied her bladder. She relaxed, leaning back, eyes closed. I knelt in front of her so I could take in her neatly trimmed bush and my filthy mind took over. I reached between her legs, grazing her inner thighs and sliding a finger from her clit, backwards. Her eyes opened in surprise and amusement.

“I haven’t finished.” She exclaimed.

“I know.” I said feeling the last trickle of hot piss cover my hand.

“You are naughty.” She scolded. “What does it feel like?”

“Hot and wet.” I replied. “How about this?” I asked and simultaneously slid my middle finger into her pussy.

“Hmmmm.” Was her answer. That and lifting her left leg to kick off her shoe so she could step out of her panties. No longer tethered her legs opened to allow me full access to her still dripping slit. I added my ring finger to the middle finger to make the perfect pairing for a G Spot massage.

Her moans became groans almost immediately, relishing my firm and practiced massaging of her spongy pad of nerve packed tissue. At first her vaginal juices, rich, fragrant and slick increased and eased my finger’s work. The squelching sounds echoed off the toilet bowl and around the echoing bathroom in a decidedly raw and debased cacophony of sexual sounds.

I soon found her lubrication changing from the rich nectar to a less viscous fluid, her body started to tense too and with it her vaginal walls took hold of my fingers. Knowing I had to be quick to finish the task I had started before she spasmed to a whimpering orgasm rather than the screaming outpouring of lust-filled release I was hoping for I pressed rapidly and firmly on her G Spot. My reward was a gush of fluid, milky white filling my palm and an exultant “Yes! Ooooh fuck yes!” bursting from her red painted lips.

I was trapped within her. That few seconds between her squirting half a cup of fluid over my hand and being released a connection that is different from any other sexual experience. Then her pussy released me and I slid out my hand from between her drenched thighs, along the wet, sheer weave of her stockings.

“I’m wet!” She smiled. “And it’s your fault.”

“You didn’t complain about it.”

“I suppose not.”

“I’m hard.” I pointed out, standing and presenting my crotch to her face.

“Come with me.” She giggled, “We have to do something about that.”

500 Words “Skirt”

Five Hundred Words "Skirt"

Five Hundred Words “Skirt”

It’s dim, unnaturally so but slowly the light from an unseen flickering oil lamp baths her in a warm yellow glow. She has her back to me, white cotton blouse tailored, fitted to her curves. The red skirt she wears ends just above her knee leaving a provocative length of stocking clad calf between the hem and her patent high heels.

“Oh it’s you.” She says glancing over her shoulder and flashing a mischievous smile that tells me she had been waiting for me to arrive, posed, poised. My mouth is dry, I don’t understand why but at the same time I know what will happen next. I run events through in my mind and as I think them they happen; She bends over, legs straight, fingers with red painted nails sliding across the green and gold tooled leather of a desk I never owned until her back is horizontal, her ass is stretching the fabric of the skirt and the slit up the back almost reveals her pussy.

She makes a show of writing a note on the ring bound pad on the far side of the desk and glances in the mirror on the wall to ensure she has my full attention. I step forward until I’m right behind her then wait for her to stand up. She does almost immediately but with a slow languid flow that leaves her ass and back pressed against my bulging trousers and heaving chest. She brings the Biro she’s still clutching to her lips and lets it rest there in a cliché that’s calculated to arouse me. As if that were needed.

My hands are quickly around her waist to pull her harder against me but quickly move up to cup her breasts while my hips press her to the desk. As I explore the buttons on the front of her cotton blouse to allow my hands unrestricted freedom to roam over her bra-less breasts she begins to wiggle, partly to grind into my but mostly to work her skirt up until I know her naked ass is against my groin.

We part a little and she tries to turn round but I push her forward firmly but gently over the desk until I have pressed her cheek onto the green leather. She gets the message and waits there with her glistening slippery labia throbbing in anticipation. I unfasten my belt inadvertently whipping the free end of the leather strap gently across her buttock. I smile when she jumps with surprise. Another time maybe I think to myself, right now we both need this.

Rigid and pulsing my cock springs up. I lay it between the cleft of her ass cheeks then drag it down across her puckered asshole and into line with her succulent opening. Slowly, firmly and with relish I impale her on my cock feeling us both breathe deeply with relief that the wait is over and growing passion at our impending ecstasy.

Well that was my dream last night, in 500 words. What did you dream about?

A Cheeky Finger Fuck

Samantha Bentley MasturbatingIt only occurred to me this evening as I lay next to Alex as he tested a new anal vibrator on himself.  And I was on my second clitoral orgasm with my fave toy that I haven’t put my finger up there in some time.

Way back it was our first foray in to the pleasures of p-spot stimulation.  I would lube up my middle finger (for no other reason than it’s the longest) and gently slip it up his back passage.  Oooh err, that sounds very Northern, like I pushed it up his genel/ginnel however you pronounce it. Lol

He would grind into me full on missionary and I’d have my legs hooked over his back and my finger would toy with his tight ring.  And he would groan in pleasure.

Halcion days indeed!

Now I have to be extremely careful just how I tease his anus because I have discovered the delights of the manicure and now wear my nails longer.  Which in turn means that inserting that “Cheeky Finger” isn’t so easy any more.  I would most probably pull out his entrails if I tried it now.  🙂

So, next time I’m sat opposite my manicurist/nail technician I will have to remind her just how much she has changed my bedroom play.

But then again, she would most probably be horrified at the thought of pushing her digit in to her loved ones ass. Lol  She can be a bit of a girl.

So Alex looses out but I do too.  Clitoral play isn’t easy with nails either.

But on the plus side, Alex does love a good dose of nails scraping down the flesh on his back.  😉

Pornographic Evolution

Sam Bentley

I was on Facebook the other day and saw a post about the differences in the cover artwork on 1970s pornographic magazines and those of today. In fact what had been posted was a magazine cover from the 70s and it didn’t need a contemporary cover to highlight the fact that things have changed dramatically since then. The covers in the 70s hid more than they showed and emphasises a femininity that I think can be lacking from magazine covers today, at least in the lads mags.

Tastes have changed, what we feel is acceptable has changed and just as importantly the technology that we use to consume our media, pornographic or otherwise has changed too. It’s rare now to find any newsagent that sells anything stronger than a “Lads Mag” in 2015, indeed some newsagents, especially those owned or supplied by large chains/distributors will not even carry the magazines aimed at guys, like GQ, Nuts and Zoo (forgive me if any of the aforementioned have disappeared, I don’t buy them).

The new media has stepped into the breach to replace these particular channels of sexual titillation. You can find every type and strength of pornography on line, with sites catering for every taste and fetish. It’s difficult to imagine how with a mobile Internet device in every back pocket that there is really a place for the printed magazines anymore – but they still continue to be produced, even if the circulation numbers are a fraction of that in the 1970s.

Another feature of modern porn magazines from the 1980s onwards was the appearance of chat lines in the rear of the publications allowing readers to interact in a very adult way with exotically and explicitly named strangers for the price of a premium rate phone call. Those lines still exist but the World Wide Web has stepped up to the plate in this respect too to provide Webcam sites like SpicyWebcams.com that allow the visitor to interact with their chosen girl and watch her too.

It’s difficult to imagine a world without the Internet in the same way that a world without magazines would have been odd in the 1960s, 70s and 80s. The Web didn’t create pornography and sex chat between two people separated by maybe half the planet but what it did do was allow the webcam girls and the clients to hook up in a way that’s convenient to them both and allow a form of commerce that wasn’t possible before the Web was widely accessible

The range of webcam girls available means that if you’re into Webcam chat you can choose exactly the sort of female who turns you on be that blonde, brunette or simply big tits cam girls.

So as one form of media wanes another takes its place and the attitude of society to sexuality morph and adapt to the opportunities that are presented to it. Cam girls offer a more intimate and yet explicit service than phone chat girls because of the  visual element in the same way that lap dancers bring this quite literally up in your face  in comparison to say pole dancers or the traditional pub stripper.

There are always limitations to how accessible pornography and sex chat can be. Rightly so, responsible sites restrict access to their content to adult by a variety of means. Then of course there are certain times and places that even with a mobile device you shouldn’t be accessing a cam site; Work for example being one of them, and I can’t think of many social situations where chatting about sex to a half-naked girl on your phone wouldn’t raise an eyebrow.

 

 

Masturbate And Get To Know Your Body

Young Harlot Over ChairHow are you going to know what to do in bed with your lover if you don’t know how to pleasure yourself. To me it’s obvious but the only alternative to exploring your own body’s pleasure responses is to hope that your partner is very in tune with you and willing to take the time to explore with you. Especially early in a relationship you may both have the enthusiasm but not necessarily the patience to fully investigate what makes each other tick so that could lead to disappointment for you both.

If you have however experimented with pleasuring yourself both indirectly through sensual touching and directly with genital masturbation life becomes much easier when you are with a partner. If they are rubbing you in the wrong way, not picking up on your lack of response our touching you in slightly the wrong place you can guide them easily if you know your own sexual responses. I’m not just talking about making you cum either. That’s the last bit, the ultimate aim and the climax to it all. One of the key things that men particularly need to learn is when to increase stimulation and when to take it slow. Unlike women who can to a greater or lesser extend experience multiple orgasms men have a recovery time between their orgasm and its associated ejaculation and the next one. It’s a fact of life. Assuming that they don’t become hyper-sensitive or sore through constant stimulation women get to have as many orgasms as they chose to give themselves.

Maybe that’s why some societies actively discourage masturbation as another form of sexual suppression. I mean what would the world turn in to if we all knew how to pleasure and be pleasured in the bedroom? We’d have so much fun that we’d not take notice of all the people in the world telling us what to do because we would have found and claimed another freedom LOL.

Back to male masturbation because it’s something that I’ve been acquainting myself with since I was a teenager. Masturbating without cumming is a key technique that you develop when you realise that there are only so many times you can cum. That’s partly because even the youngest and randiest guy has to recover and partly because masturbation by its nature takes place when you have the requisite privacy which at a young age tends to be when everyone else is out of the house. By masturbating and practicing what’s called edging men learn they can intensify the sensation of their eventual orgasm and feel the thrill of the build up to climax for quite a long time. If you get it right your intense, ball-clenching thrill ride can last for tens of minutes teetering on the edge of orgasm, but get it wrong and you can cum too soon. That’s disappointing enough but if you edge for a while and then start to cum but hold it back you can sometimes top the orgasm and lose your erection too. Bad times.

If any ladies have any questions about male masturbation to help improve their technique, or if they would like to comment about their own masturbation technique, as practiced on themselves or by them on their partner then please comment below or email me 🙂

Masturbation For Relaxation

Samantha Bentley MasturbatingSuze and I have both been experiencing a little stress recently and because of that we’ve been looking for healthy outlets for our frustrations and anxiety. We’ve just moved into a new house so there’s plenty of scope to lose yourself in DIY and gardening particularly because the previous owners were terribly unskilled at hope improvement, rarely gardened and were a pair of lazy sods. On the upside we are uncovering a beautiful garden and the lovely home that hides under the botched DIY.

So we have scope for losing ourselves in the physical and mental challenges we face away from the stress bits that are currently stalking us. The other way to de-stress is sex. That’s fine if you’re both about at the same time, say in the evenings but busy lives mean that during the day it’s not always possible.

There is of course going solo, or to be totally direct masturbation. A few mornings back I saw Suze had woken up a little tense so I told her to lay in bed while I made her breakfast. But before I made my way downstairs to the kitchen I reached into her bedside drawer and pulled out her Womanizer Clitoral Stimulator which happens to be her current favourite and guarantees swift satisfaction every time. “What do you want me to do with that?” she asked. “Enjoy yourself.” I said.

And she did because by the time I returned with her porridge and a cuppa she was far more relaxed and wearing a devilish little smile as if she had just indulged in a guilty pleasure. Which of course she had.

The more I thought about it the more I realised that not only is masturbation for stress relief a great thing for adults but as adolescents the discovery of masturbation must have been great for my teenage angst. I know it didn’t cure it completely but it must have helped because I do remember enjoying masturbation and wondering after the first time I tried it why I hadn’t tried it before. I guess that if I hadn’t started masturbating I would simply have been an even bigger bundle of anxiety and neuroses that I actually was.

Not sure it it’s the same for girls, I’ll have to ask Suze. I assume it would have been the same for her because at that age you’re a pleasure seeker and totally self-centred in a lot of ways so anything that releases endorphins like masturbation is going to be a hit and something that you’re going to want to experience time and time again.

So remember if today is getting you stressed, give yourself the gift of an orgasm. But not at your desk unless you have a very understanding boss.